The night was deep, and the full moon rose slowly over the mist of the Far West Canyon. It shone brightly through the swaying leaves, and the moonlight also sprinkled in Xishoujiang City, mixed with fog, and the roofs and streets were covered with hazy grayish white.

On the street, teams of patrol soldiers walked past the surroundings, and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away. There were tens of thousands of residents in Xishoujiang City, most of whom were family members of the army. After the Uighurs occupied Xishoujiang City, some of the residents in the city fled, some were captured as slaves. Now there are less than 10,000 people left, and most of the houses are empty.

Since the 80,000 Tang troops were besieged, the originally sparsely populated Xishoujiang City immediately became crowded. The residents in the city were driven to a corner to live, and the 80,000 troops were divided into twenty districts to station. Duan Xiushi and the Emperor Li Shi lived in the fifteenth district, which happened to be the center of the military camp, while Zhu Xicai and the envoys of the Tang Dynasty lived in the eighth district, about three miles apart.

Since the emperor moved to Dai County, the guards in the 15th District immediately relaxed, and the soldiers slept on the lights early, and the houses and tents were pitch black.

Only Duan Xiushi's residence was heavily guarded and the room was brightly lit. Duan Xiushi was leaning against the bed and reading a book. Several personal soldiers stood by their hands with their hands down. The atmosphere was very calm, no different from usual.

Time gradually came to an update, and a dark cloud floated from the west, covering half of the full moon. The wild wolf in the Yinshan Mountains began to roar towards the moon, which seemed particularly strange in the quiet night.

At this time, a patrol team of more than 100 people slowly approached Duan Xiushi's residence. At the same time, patrol teams from all directions walked towards this place, as if it was a coincidence.

Another army of about two thousand people was ready to go a mile away. Zhu Xicai was wearing a helmet and riding on a horse. He stared coldly into the distance.

Those five hundred people were just his bait, and he was the one who was the one who was behind. As long as the shouts of killing sounds were heard, he would immediately kill him to rescue him.

When the time came, Zhu Xicai waved his hand gently and a soldier lit the rocket in his hand.

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A hundred steps away from Duan Xiushi's residence, a patrol of 500 people finally gathered together. At this moment, a rocket suddenly rose from the west, crossing the dark night sky, looking bright and dazzling.

The signal of taking action was sent out. General Ma, the leader waved his hand, and five hundred people were like a flood, and they all drew their swords to run towards Duan Xiushi's residence. The shouts of killing suddenly arose, shattering the quiet night.

The sound of killing was already rising, and Zhu Xicai's sharp sword slowly unsheathed, and his eyes became sharp as the sword.

"Kill!" Zhu Xicai shouted in a low voice, and two thousand people shot towards the place where the killing sounded like arrows.

The gate of Duan Xiushi's residence was already a casualty pillow. The layers of corpses almost blocked the door, but the shouts of killing in the house were still there. It was obvious that Duan Xiushi had not been killed yet.

"Run in, no matter who it is, you will kill it!" As soon as Zhu Xicai's order fell, another rocket suddenly soared into the sky, drawing a bright arc in the air.

But Zhu Xicai's heart suddenly sank into the abyss. This rocket was not arranged by him. In other words, there was an oriole behind him, and a muffled thunder sound had faintly heard from the distance.

It was the sound of footsteps, with no less than five thousand people. Zhu Xicai's war horse slowly began to retreat. At this moment, he already knew that Duan Xiushi was not in the house at all, and Li Shi didn't know where to hide?

He fell into the trap.

As the footsteps were getting closer, Zhu Xicai turned his horse and ran towards his residence. The eighth District was mainly the station of his own troops. As long as he escaped there, his life could be saved.

The war horses were running faster and faster. Zhu Xicai hugged the horse's head tightly. In addition to the whistling sound of the wind, there were also the whistling sounds of the two thousand soldiers behind him.

Zhu Xicai tried hard to beat the war horses, and his hooves were thunderous. In a blink of an eye, he had already run for more than three miles. The lights in the barracks and rooms on both sides had been lit up, and the continuous shouts of killing woke up every sleeping soldier.

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Sweat had already wet Zhu Xicai's back. He finally escaped into his control area. His horse speed began to slow down. His residence was a hundred steps ahead. Until this moment, Zhu Xicai's heart quietly fell.

He led his horse into the yard. The yard was surprisingly quiet. Two personal soldiers stood straight at the door without moving.

"Take my horse away, don't you hear it!" Zhu Xicai ordered unhappily.

But the two personal soldiers remained motionless, as if they had not heard his order at all. "Not good!" Zhu Xicai took a step back, and he had realized that something was wrong.

He was about to draw his sword, but it was too late. Four sabers suddenly appeared in front, back, left and right, pointing at him, less than an inch. Zhu Xicai slowly raised his hand, and the knife on his body was then taken away by a soldier.

"General Zhu, don't panic. The emperor has no intention of killing you!"

His door opened, and a person walked out of it. It was Zhang Huan who went to the county to protect the grain a few days ago. He smiled and bowed to Zhu Xicai, "General Zhu, Your Majesty does not want to turn against the Prime Minister because of you. As long as you understand the current affairs and hand over the military power in your hand, Your Majesty can let you back to Chang'an."

Zhu Xicai stared at Zhang Huan tightly and said coldly: "It turns out you are making trouble behind!"

"Each each other! Each other! Didn't General Zhu also leave the city in the afternoon?"

Zhang Huan smiled faintly, "There is no time left, Your Majesty is still waiting for your reply, I will only count to three."

"One!" Zhang Huan narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhu Xicai coldly.

"Second!" Zhang Huan's smile was still nice, as if he was joking with his friends. Zhu Xicai was clenched tightly. He didn't believe that the Li Shi dared to kill him at the risk of internal strife in the Tang army. He already had 20,000 people. Even if he couldn't get all the troops, the part he had already obtained could not be lost. Otherwise, how would he explain to Cui Yuan?

"I can negotiate with the emperor and give him what he wants."

Zhang Huan's smile suddenly disappeared, and a word stretched out from his straight lip line, "Three!"

After the words came, a sharp saber stabbed into Zhu Xicai's back and penetrated through his lower abdomen. Zhu Xicai suddenly widened his eyes, looked at Zhang Huan incredibly, pointed at him, and couldn't say a word.

Zhang Huan slowly walked to him and laughed in a low voice, "Your judgment is right. The emperor doesn't want to kill you, but I want to kill you!"

He grabbed the hilt of the knife and thrust it out suddenly. Zhu Xicai's eyes were dizzy and he fell softly. At the moment when his life disappeared, he could only hear a sneer in his ears, "If you are alive, how could that idiot Cui Qinggong have a day to stand out?"

This is the last sentence Zhu Xicai heard in his life.

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"He's dead?" Li Shidi stood up quickly, "Why did you kill him!"

Zhu Xicai is Cui Yuan's number one confidant and the General of the Jinwu Guard who holds military power in the court. With his death, the conflict between him and Cui Yuan will inevitably intensify. Now that his power is still weak, it is not the time to turn against him, and his future life will become difficult.

"I had no choice but to do so. The situation was critical at that time. If I didn't kill him, there would inevitably be a large-scale internal strife."

Zhang Huan stepped forward and knelt on one knee, "I have to bear the priest's grace, please punish Your Majesty."

"Forget it, since you have no choice, I won't blame you."

Li Shi waved his hand helplessly. He lowered his head and pondered for a long time, then asked Zhang Huan: "The key is how to deal with the aftermath. Is there any way for you to cover up this matter?"

Zhang Huan was already in mind, and he smiled slightly and said, "There was a military chaos in Xishoujiang City because of the grain dispute. General Zhu unfortunately died in order to protect His Majesty. Please give him compassion!"

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Chapter completed!