Chapter 113: Cha Yue

There are three reasons why Fan Xian was shocked. One is that the emperor sent him down the mountain with a trace of pity for his son, which was really beyond his expectations. The second is that the emperor's words seemed to have no longer had the usual confidence. The third is the emperor's last words...

Who sat on that chair and asked him to make an idea? Is this a last word or something? The problem is that even if he is lucky, he can rush back to Kyoto thousands of miles before the eldest princess preaches the facts, but what strength does he have to turn his idea into reality?

This is not the Ming family of Jiangnan, the Cui family, the court officials in Kyoto, the poor people in the Imperial Heaven Prison, but the palace, but the belonging of the world!

Fan Xian smiled bitterly at the corner of his lips. Even if he was a powerful minister in Qing State, he had no soldiers or soldiers in his hand. What could he use to stabilize Kyoto for His Majesty? Why can he decide the ownership of the chair?

"I will not lose." A smile appeared on the corner of the emperor's lips, and the smile was full of cold murderous intent. "Even if you lose, if Ye Liuyun and Sigujian were buried with me, what would you be afraid of? Don't worry, President Chen is in Kyoto and the Empress Dowager is in the palace, those people can't make much trouble. Take my order and my seal. If anyone dares to stop you... kill them all!"

Fan Xian had a cold sweat on his forehead, thinking that if the Ye Qin family had rebelled, even if he was a grandmaster, he could only fight guerrilla warfare at most, so how could he kill them all?

He had already seen the uncertainty in the emperor's heart, and his mood was a little dim. If the emperor really died on the Dadong Mountain, what would the world look like? Whether the prince or the second son succeeded to the throne, the Qing Kingdom would probably never have its own place to live. Should he really carry that treasure pot and embark on the second path?

However, the situation was not at the most dangerous moment. There were also old eunuch Hong and Uncle Wu Zhu on the top of the mountain, plus more than a hundred tiger guards. No matter what kind of powerful enemy they encounter, they could support them for a long time.

There is only one road to climb Dadong Mountain. The task of the Five Thousand Longbowmen at the foot of the mountain is obviously to cut off the connection between Dadong Mountain and the world, and at least three days are required to break off the situation in Kyoto. However, these rebels will not play any role in realizing the monarch.

Because the emperor will not go down the mountain stupidly.

Then... Ye Liuyun would climb the mountain.

This is indeed a gamble. If the general trend of the Three Kingdoms in the world is still the same as before - the monarch of Qing Kingdom set up a plan to kill Ye Liuyun, it must be Northern Qi and Dongyi who are willing to be optimistic about what they have accomplished. Neither Ku He nor Sigu Jian will abandon his identity and come to intervene.

But... Fan Xian's cold sweat had already dried up, and he felt cold on his body. When he was in Wuzhou, his father-in-law Lin Ruofu reminded him that for a sufficiently tempting and even somewhat brilliant goal, the masters might come together naturally.

Fan Xian's mouth became more and more bitter. If the situation really went on like this, where could there be living people in Dadongshan? But did the emperor not expect this situation at the beginning? He glanced carefully at the emperor's face and found that the emperor's face was a little gloomy, and the night pupils were flashing with flames...

He did not dare to continue thinking about these questions. He quickly analyzed the situation in front of him. The outcome of the situation in Ododoyama was unknown, but if it was in a deadlock, there would be problems in Kyoto. He had to bring the news that His Majesty was still alive to Kyoto and to the Empress Dowager.

Even if Your Majesty dies and returns to Kyoto, she must make the Empress Dowager believe that Your Majesty is still alive. Otherwise, based on the judgment of a politician like the Empress Dowager, once she learns that Your Majesty is dead, she will definitely choose to let the Qin family ascend the throne and stabilize the affairs of the Qing State.

The emperor is her son. If someone wants to hurt the emperor, the empress dowager will not allow it. But if the emperor's death becomes a certain fact, as the longest generation of the royal family, the empress dowager must consider the survival of the entire royal family and the survival of the world.

So whether it is based on his own safety or the situation in Kyoto, Fan Xian knew that the emperor's arrangement was correct, and he had to return to Kyoto with His Majesty's handwritten letters and seals to stabilize the situation and deal with the post-grandmaster era.

Yes. In the era of post-masters, no matter who wins or loses in the battle of Dadongshan, there will definitely be one or two grand masters who will withdraw from the stage of history.

He nodded silently and said, "Please rest assured that nothing will happen in Kyoto."

The emperor glanced at him deeply and said, "The road to this is difficult, you must be careful."

Fan Xian was slightly stunned. Deep in his heart, he had a lot of cold sarcasm and self-mockery about the emperor's previous words "My four sons", but unexpectedly, he heard such a sentence and his heart softened a little.

After tying up his belt and confirming that he was equipped with all his equipment, Fan Xian quickly transformed from a servant to a ninth-grade night walker, and his breath was restrained all over his body, as if he wanted to integrate with the scenery on the top of Dadong Mountain.

Only those irritating silver moonlight shone on his body in less harmony.

He had the emperor's seal and the letters written to the empress dowager in his arms. It was not very heavy, but he felt it was heavy--he knew that the news that Odotoyama was surrounded would definitely return to Kyoto soon, and the news that he returned to Kyoto was that His Majesty was assassinated. The eldest princess had a perfect time difference. She didn't even need to prepare anything in Kyoto. As long as the emperor's death was confirmed, the empress dowager must walk out of the curtain in grief and choose one of the three princes to succeed him.

At this time, the sacrifice to heaven was not completed and the decree of heaven had not been surrendered. Although everyone in the world knew that the crown prince was about to be deposed, the crown prince was still the crown prince. No matter from the perspective of government stability or any perspective, the empress dowager would choose the crown prince to succeed the throne.

This is not a conspiracy, it is just a natural trend. Even if the emperor has countless backup plans in Kyoto, Chen Pingping is very loyal to the imperial guards, but when the news of the emperor's death spread all over the world, who dares to disobey the Queen Mother's will head-on, unless... they want to rebel for a second time.

Fan Xian stretched out his limbs, as if he wanted to make the burden easier on his body. He knew that he was equivalent to bringing the dragon throne from Qingguo to his body.

"After all, they are your brothers." The emperor stood beside Fan Xian in black and said coldly: "If you can do it, you will not kill, especially Chengze. And... if you have to kill, you will kill them all."

Fan Xian felt a little nervous and nodded.

The emperor raised his lips slightly, looked at the boat on the distant sea, and said sarcastically: "Why is Uncle Liuyun Shi so slow? Is it because as a great master, he still has the timidity that I can't control, and the great master still needs help?"

Fan Xian smiled, without saying anything, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and frowned.

"During the day, I once told you why I chose Dadong Mountain to worship the sky." The emperor suddenly said: "The first priority is of course to invite Lao Wu out of the mountain."

Fan Xian looked at the emperor.

The emperor looked at him and said calmly: "The second reason is... Dadong Mountain is the lonely peak by the sea, and it is the best place to die. Yun Rui asked Yan Xiaoyi to surround the mountain and ask Uncle Liuyun Shishi to go up the mountain and stab me, but I have nowhere to go."

Dadong Mountain hangs alone by the sea, and there is only a dead end to the foot of the land mountain. The side of the mountain is back and the sea is absolutely smooth like jade. Even the great master cannot use his light body skills to reach the scene. If the emperor is assassinated here, it will be really hard to fly.

"I chose Dadongshan as a dead place to give Yun Rui an illusion." The emperor seemed to have escaped from the news that Sigu Jian might have come and returned to that confident look. He looked at Fan Xian's eyes quietly, as if he wanted to see through his sincerity.

"She thought she could block all the news about Dadongshan and let her do it in Kyoto, but she forgot...I chose this place of death. Of course, it was because there were living people around me who could fly out of the place of death."

Fan Xian smiled bitterly, thinking that his abilities had not escaped His Majesty's eyes. It seemed that His Majesty didn't know about his own affairs. In this world, there were probably only his own unique skills that could help him slide down the smooth Dadong Mountain as smooth as a mirror. The emperor caught him to Dadong Mountain, and it turned out that he had an ambush here.

Your Majesty's thoughts were indeed far-reaching. Fan Xian's heart suddenly moved, no longer as worried as before. Since Your Majesty can even take advantage of himself, how could he not make a plan to deal with the most dangerous situation at the moment?

The emperor smiled and said, "I once told Gong Dian that you have the ability to climb walls, which is very good as me... much better than me."

Fan Xian looked at the abyss cliff under his feet, twisted his neck, and joked with a rare opportunity: "Your son crossed the wall. It's a pity that the moonlight was too bright tonight."

"The moon has its phases. This is what you said before." The emperor looked up at the sky and said, "I can't predict everything that will happen. But I know that the moon cannot always be so bright."

As he finished speaking, a layer of dark clouds floated in the sky, covering the full moon behind the clouds. The silver light suddenly disappeared, and the night returned to the earth, and the top of the mountain in Dadong was pitch black.

There was no trace of Fan Xian around the emperor.

The night forest at the foot of the mountain is filled with the smell of blood, which is more fishy than the sea breeze. Occasionally, when the moonlight shines through the forest, you can see dead bodies everywhere in the forest. Some corpses are lying on the ground, some corpses leaning weakly on the trunks, and most of the dead are wearing imperial guards' clothing. What's more consistent is that these imperial guards who were sniped to death are penetrated by several feathered arrows.

The feather arrow penetrated deep into the dead and tugged them on the tree and on the ground. The scene looked very miserable and terrifying.

The forests at the foot of Dadong Mountain are dense, and the official road is covered by the night and the forest at the same time. It is no longer roughly visible. You can only see countless corpses and blood. The closer you are to the foot of the mountain, the remaining scenes indicate the more intense the previous battle.

A fire ignited and then went out. Only some trees were burning in the forest near the mountain gate, which only shone a corner of the silent night. The burnt smell of lying on the ground gradually rose, suppressing the smell of blood and the fishy smell of the sea breeze, making the troops on both sides begin to get nervous.

"Swoosh!" A sharp sound of breaking through the air, a long feathered arrow shot out like lightning, hitting an imperial guard closest to the periphery on the edge of the forest!

The imperial guard held the long arrow in his chest and wanted to pull it out, but in the severe pain, he no longer had the strength to sit down slowly.

As he sat down, three more feather arrows broke through the air and pierced them hard!

The imperial guard's head tilted, and blood squirted from his lips and died.

The foot of the mountain was quiet, and five thousand rebel gods came to Dadong Mountain without knowing it, and launched the most despicable and sudden night attack on the two thousand imperial guards. The imperial guards were unable to react for a moment, and with the imperial guards sacrificed to the sky, they did not prepare for the heavy armor needed for field battles...

The rebels in the attack were Yan Xiaoyi's personal camp, and more than 5,000 longbow soldiers and archers escaped in Cangzhou and Yanjing. Under the acquiescence and deliberate concealment of Sigujian, they crossed the sixteen vassal states of Dongyi City and passed through a secret passage north of Danzhou. It took nearly twenty days to seal Dadongshan like five thousand ghosts.

The scouts along Dadongshan were sniped by masters in the rebels, and there was no time to send any news - two thousand imperial guards who were not wearing heavy armor were attacked by five thousand long bowmen. It is conceivable how heavy the price would be paid.

What made these imperial soldiers most angry and painful was that the first wave of offensive attacks against the rebel archers actually used rockets!

At that moment, thousands of sky lanterns seemed to be lit at the foot of Dadong Mountain at the same time. They shot towards the camp of the imperial guards in a misty way. The rockets burned as soon as they landed, the camp burned, and the forest burned. Everything was burning with great momentum. At that time, it was the ignition light that the Emperor Qing and his group saw on the top of the mountain.

However, the Imperial Guards could not have their minds to put out the fire, because the burning fire suddenly exposed the bright Yelin all their bodies to the sight of the opponent's archers. Although the Imperial Guards were well-trained and immediately looked for suitable terrain cover as soon as possible, they still paid more than 200 lives in a rain of arrows following closely behind!

Then there was a bloody and boring counterattack, breaking the camp, failing, and encirclement and annihilation.

The corpses on the ground were covered with blood.

In just a few rounds, the rebels defeated the imperial guards and won a preliminary victory, blocking the imperial guards' team in a radius of nearly half a mile from the gate of Dadongshan Mountain. At this moment, the rebels' offensive suddenly came to an abrupt end. Only occasionally a cold arrow was shot out, killing the imperial guards who were intending to break through and report the news.

The occasional sound of arrows makes the suddenly deadly woodland at the foot of the mountain become quieter, as quiet as death.

Suddenly, a man covered in blood suddenly stood up from the pile of dead bodies. On such a month-on-month night, in such a scene suddenly appeared in the Shura field. The soldiers on both sides felt terrified, but they immediately became numb. After so many people died, how could they be afraid of corpses changing?

Yan Xiaoyi's personal archer's fingers trembled, and ten arrows shot over. The target of each arrow was not repeated. It aimed at a certain part of the blood man's body, covering his whole body, which was very shrill, making the man unable to avoid it.

This is a military order, which strictly prohibits anyone from breaking through, so every time the invading rebels shoot one person, they must ensure that the person dies. Suddenly, someone came out of the pile of dead bodies. The archers subconsciously fired arrows, thinking that you are not dead yet?

But no one expected that the more than ten soul-devouring arrows in front of the blood man didn't care at all. They just picked up the two corpses around them and danced them like shields!

A series of muffled sounds sounded, and more than ten arrows shot the bloody man at almost no order. However, the next moment, it was clear that they were all shot on the bloody man's dancing corpse, spewing out countless blood, staining the bloody man even more terrifying.

The corpse is heavier than the shield, but this blood man can dance the corpse and block the extremely fast arrow branches. It is hard to say that this man's arm strength is amazing, and his vision and realm are even more jaw-dropping.

Someone seemed to issue orders in the rebel camp, so no one would have shot at the same time.

The blood man slowly lowered the body in his hand and grinned, as if he was sad, sympathizing, and feeling sad. Then he slowly walked towards the direction of the mountain gate, without the disturbance of the arrow branches, and he walked very calmly.

He walked under the mountain gate and a thunderous cheer came from the imperial guards.

They didn't know who the blood man was, but they knew that the blood man was an official of the Supervision Bureau, a close confidant of Fantis, and an absolute master... In the third wave of the rebels' offensive, the Supervision Bureau official killed more than 40 longbowmen alone until he was finally knocked down and was hidden in the pile of corpses.

Everyone thought he was dead, but he didn't expect that he was still alive. On such a terrifying night, when the rebels could shoot all the imperial guards to death at any time, they suddenly found that there was such a strong man on their side, which was enough to increase the morale of the imperial guards' small remaining ones.

That's why there was a burst of thunderous cheers.

Wang Shisanlang walked to the burnt and charred mountain gate, slowly sat on the stone steps, took the towel handed over by a member of the Qi Nian group beside him. He wiped the blood on his face, revealing the bright and handsome face.

He grinned, revealing his healthy white teeth, looked over the dark night, and smiled at the place where the rebels were.

Shisanlang, a real warrior, learns to use corpses to block arrows tonight. He is no longer a reckless man. If Fan Xian saw this scene here, he would definitely sigh so much.

The horse's hooves sounded slightly, and the rebel camp was divided into several horses. One horse was sitting first, and the man was covered in black clothes, covering his face.

Yan Xiaoyi's personal soldiers did not know who the man in black was, but only knew that the commander of the Yan General was strict. This war was commanded by this person. Although the personal soldiers strictly guarded the military orders, they were still a little dissatisfied. However, until they crossed the mountains and rivers to the foot of the East Mountain, the man in black had several military orders, divided and surrounded them, and beat the imperial guards to the point of falling water...

They are all very simple commands, all very direct arrangements. However, they are exquisitely matched with the terrain and the dark environment at the foot of Dadong Mountain. This man in black uses his troops... as real as a god.

The facts proved everything. At this time, five thousand longbow soldiers looked at the man in black. Apart from admiration, they could only be convinced. Even if the puzzled suddenly withdraw the military order, no one dared to doubt it anymore.

The man in black is tall and looks even more majestic when sitting on the horse. It’s a pity that he is caged by the black clothes. He can’t see his true face and the mighty power hidden under the black clothes.

The man in black looked at the young man covered in blood and white teeth at the mountain gate from a distance. A voice came out of the black bri and sighed very much.

"How powerful... I've killed him three times but didn't kill him. He is a real warrior. If this person joins the army, within a year, there will be another fierce general in the world."

The man in black suddenly smiled: "But the situation has come true. Why is the power of a man against the will of heaven? It's just a pity that after a while, the hero will die."

Suddenly someone sighed beside him. The man in black turned his head and asked gently, "Are you all proud of your talents?"
To be continued...