It was a lively scene. King Yan was sitting high on the throne, and the ministers below were kneeling down in batches, all congratulating King Yan on his birthday.
Everyone's table was filled with valuable delicacies and sake, served on jade plates and gold bottles.
The serving maids are all extremely beautiful, but at this time, no one dares to act rashly. As early as usual, everyone would have already feasted, and then pulled each other: the beautiful woman on the side seemed to be letting off steam, but at this moment, a
He's better behaved than a rabbit.
Even Yan Chunjun, who has always been domineering, has restrained himself a little.
Because King Yan Xi is on the throne.
On the jasper-like crystal clear floor, groups of dancers came in one after another. These dancers were wearing similar clothes as they were not wearing. They aroused people's imagination and made extremely attractive movements.
The monarchs and ministers of Yan Kingdom watched this scene with great interest.
Vermilion gold pillars carved with exotic animals stand in rows, and outside the magnificent palace are guards from the Yan Kingdom.
Although Yan Wangxi is fatuous, he can still see the situation clearly. Yan Guo can't tell when it will be gone, so take advantage of this opportunity to enjoy it for one more second.
The dance began slowly, and the harpists and musicians on the side also began to play music. The entire palace was filled with a joyful atmosphere, as if it were a prosperous age. It was contrasted with the chilly atmosphere of the valley front line that was confronting the enemy in the distance, and from time to time outside King Yan's capital, numerous people could be seen on the street.
The white bones of people who died of cold and starvation form a sharp contrast.
Yan Dan was also at the banquet, watching all this with a cold eye, watching the King of Yan being happy with all the ministers and nobles, changing cups and cups, feeling so happy, looking at his father who was pretending to be serious just now, and now he couldn't help but pull a few
The dancer arrives.
Among the entire banquet, he was the only one who was incompatible with his surroundings, as if he were from two different worlds. Although he was the prince of the Yan Kingdom, he had always had political disagreements with Yan Chunjun, Yan Yi and other villains.
, everyone is squeezing him out.
"Haha..." Thinking of this, Yan Dan chuckled a few times in a low voice that only she could hear, and then drank the wine in the glass.
It was a glass of sweet wine, but only he knew whether Yan Dan tasted it bitter or sweet.
Suddenly, Yan Dan seemed to hear the sound of weapons clashing and shouts of killing.
And it's getting bigger and bigger.
In fact, the sound was very small at all. It was just that Yan Dan, as a top expert, had an amazing ear. Although the sound of silk and bamboo in front of the court blocked it, he still heard a little bit of the sound.
Soon, Yan Dan even heard out the number of attackers, weapons and equipment, etc.
But he didn't move because he didn't know what the other party was doing.
Assassinate Yan Wangxi?
There are many ways to assassinate, including poisoning and disguise, so why only use this stupidest method?
The martial arts of those who came here are extraordinary, and their murderous intent is majestic.
In just a short time, dozens of soldiers were killed by their swords. Although there were only seven of them, they formed a confrontation with thousands of elite guards in the Yan Palace.
"There are assassins! Protect the king!"
"Come quickly, there are assassins!"
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The shouts coming from outside the hall finally alarmed the monarchs and ministers of the Yan Kingdom. The violinist stopped consciously, and the sounds of weapons clashing outside and the screams of soldiers dying tragically could be heard faintly.
"What's going on?!" King Yan smashed the glass wine glass in his hand, and it immediately shattered into pieces. Several dancers with excellent figures who were held by his sides were also frightened, and they hurriedly knelt down.
With her head on the ground, her waist slumped, her legs together, and her butt raised high, she looked extremely submissive and ready to be picked by you.
Like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Because they were nearly naked and had seductive postures, the dancers, who were already very good-looking, were even more charming.
It is almost impossible for a man to bear this kind of temptation, but Yan Wangxi rarely lost interest.
Because of the shouts of killing outside the palace.
All the officials in the audience were a little shocked and remained silent.
"It seems that an assassin has come, protect the king!" Yan Yi said first, then looked around, grabbed the wine bottle from a maid, used it as a weapon, and took the lead in standing in front of the court, as if he was going to protect the king with his life.
meaning above.
The other ministers suddenly realized, and at the same time they regretted in their hearts why they were not the first to step forward just now.
They all imitated Yan Yi one after another, hoping to look familiar in front of King Yan Xi, so that they could get promoted and make a fortune.
All the dancers knelt down one after another, not daring to move.
"Report!" At this time, a soldier quickly ran into the hall, knelt down on one knee in the direction of King Yan, and reported: "Report to the king, there are assassins coming from outside the palace. There are seven assassins in total, all with swords."
The master's martial arts skills are extraordinary, but dozens of soldiers have already died, please ask the king to move over!"
"Insolent! How unreasonable?!" King Yan was furious and swept down all the jade plates and gold bottles on the table in front of him. This frightened several dancers who were just about to raise their heads and lowered their heads again, continuing to maintain that shameful posture.
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A few little assassins made him, the King of Yan, flee in despair. How did the people of the world view him?
At his birthday party, under the protection of thousands of elite guards, he was actually scared to death by seven people and fled?
"It's a thousand steps from the palace gate. Where will the thieves go?" Yan Chunjun asked the guard. He was the backbone of the dignitaries of Yan State and the core figure of a faction that had good relations with Qin State.
When he opened his mouth, all the dignitaries of the Yan Kingdom seemed to have a backbone.
"Nine...nine hundred steps." The guard lowered his head and said tremblingly.
Of course he was scared.
The king was assassinated on such an important day. As bodyguards, they could not absolve themselves of the blame, and they might all be held accountable.
"Report, the assassin has reached eight hundred and fifty steps! Your Majesty, please move quickly!" Another guard hurriedly rushed in and knelt down on one knee.
"What?! There are more than a thousand people! Let seven people retreat 150 steps?" King Yan was furious after hearing this!
Why a frontal assassination?
There are many ways to assassinate, why choose this stupidest way?
Before, when King Yan still had some sense, he still had doubts. After all, he was also the lord of the Yan Kingdom. No matter how mediocre he was, he was still the lord of the country. He still had some research on how the assassin might kill him.
In other words, if you are a king, you need to study whether someone will assassinate him.
Now he understands that the other party does not take Yan Guo seriously at all!
Even if he fails, if these assassins are allowed to get too close to him, or if they escape unscathed, tomorrow, a few gangsters will act recklessly at King Yan's palace and King Yan's birthday banquet, which will disgrace him.
It will spread all over the world!
This is his birthday party!
This is also the moment when the entire Yan Palace is most heavily guarded!
Is there no one left in the Yan Kingdom?
"Report! Your Majesty, the assassin's martial arts are extremely strong. He has already reached eight hundred steps. Please move quickly!"