Five figures stood on the thick city wall.
The Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guards, Yang Qi, and the four Deputy Commanders under his command gathered together.
They were four young men with extraordinary talent and extraordinary temperament.
They were originally the sons of concubines from the four great clans in the Imperial Capital of Da Qian.
Even though he had outstanding talent in martial arts, his low status did not allow him to obtain excellent cultivation techniques, let alone the resources of the clan.
This also caused their cultivation speed to be ordinary.
After being bullied by the disciples of the main family for a long time, the four of them had long hated the aristocratic families.
Li Zhuo used big data to lock onto the four of them and asked Yang Qi to recruit them into the Imperial Secret Service.
Although the Embroidered Uniform Guards were a newly established force and were not known by the officials of the court, the resources provided by Li Zhuo were not small.
Using the resources within the Embroidered Uniform Guards, the four deputy commanders improved at a rapid pace.
In a short period of time, all of them had entered the peak of the third-rate realm.
It was estimated that it would not take long for them to collectively enter the second-rate realm.
If the Jinyiwei could gain His Majesty's appreciation in the future, he might even be able to obtain his own property.
The West Hall refined pills, the East Hall cultivated medicinal herbs…
On the surface, it was an equal share, but in secret, it was naturally the pavilion closest to the water that got the moon first.
"Commander, are you sure there will be carrier pigeons flying over here?”
"That's right. You're not lying to us, are you?”
"I haven't had the time to comprehend the cultivation technique you taught me!”
"This wind…is so cold!"
The four of them said one after another.
Perhaps even they themselves didn't expect to be chosen by Emperor Qian, who had lived in the palace for a long time.
Instead, he was chosen as the deputy commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guards from the unfavored son of a concubine in the family.
Yang Qi heard their complaints and sighed helplessly.
After all, he had not undergone professional training.
They would probably know when they saw the cruelty tonight.
"That is His Majesty's wish."
A simple sentence made the four of them shut up.
Yang Qi nodded in satisfaction and continued,"The interception of the carrier pigeon was only the fuse.”
"If we really succeed in killing the messenger pigeon, the Wu Clan will be destroyed tonight.”
"When the time comes, the West Hall will be the leader, and the Embroidered Uniform Guards will assist from the side.”
"You are all talents that His Majesty has taken a fancy to. Don't die tonight!”
Yang Qi's calm words contained a hint of advice.
The young man from the Wu branch clenched his fists.
"Black Tortoise, are you alright?"
"It's nothing. I just can't help but think about killing my enemies.”
Black Tortoise, a bastard disciple of a branch of the Wu family.
The Wu Clan controlled 300,000 troops stationed near the Imperial Capital, and they had developed a tough and arrogant personality.
Black Tortoise's parents died in the internal strife of the Wu family.
And Black Tortoise himself was even more conservative.
He had long wanted to destroy the Wu Clan.
However, his strength alone was too weak.
Now, the opportunity for revenge had finally arrived.
Therefore, he had no choice.
He looked at the sky with a determined gaze.
No one wanted to intercept the messenger pigeon more than him.
At this moment.
A black dot appeared in the sky.
Yang Qi's eyes suddenly lit up.
His body was as light as a swallow, and with three to five dragonflies skimming the water, he was able to cross the void.
Shua!
His hands formed into a palm and he grabbed.
The tiny carrier pigeon could not fly out of his palm at all.
Yang Qi touched the void with his toes and returned to the city wall.
He opened the bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's leg.
Inside was a letter from the Wu Clan's Patriarch to Black Wind Mountain Stronghold Leader.
The general idea was to take advantage of Wei Qing's unfamiliarity with the mobilization of the 300,000-strong army to have Black Wind Mountain bandit leader lead the bandits to attack quickly.
As long as Wei Qing made the slightest mistake, the Wu family could mobilize their network to make the impeachment memorial fall on Li Zhuo's table like snowflakes.
Yang Qi pulled out a Cloud Piercing Arrow from his back.
Whoosh!
A sharp roar pierced through the night sky.
Yang Qi and the other four deputy commanders took out their masks and disappeared under the city wall in a few leaps.
The palace guards patrolling the city wall looked at Yang Qi and the others enviously.
Needless to say, he knew.
After Chen Qingzhi and Great General Wei Qing, someone else was about to rise up in the Great Gan Imperial Court.
……
In the Wu Clan's mansion.
The Wu Clan Leader's heart tightened when he heard the sharp Piercing Arrow.
"Big brother, don't panic."
"Even if Jing Long is no longer around, our Wu family is not a pushover.”
"I'm sending people to contact the old troops in the army. As long as I give the order, the 300,000 soldiers near the capital will mutiny.”
"Let Emperor Qian see that our Wu Family isn't a pushover like the Lu Family!”
The overall strength of the Wu clan was definitely not as good as the Lu clan, but the Wu clan had unique objective conditions.
An army of 300,000 soldiers had mutiny near the Imperial Capital.
Not to mention Connate realm martial artists, even top martial artists would have to retreat.
"Emperor Qian must treat us well for the sake of his 300,000-strong army!”
The Wu Clan Leader felt slightly relieved after hearing his second brother's words, but he had a bad feeling.
"Tsk…"
"Unfortunately, I only guessed half of it right!"
"His Majesty has decided to give your Wu Clan a lavish burial.”
Yu Huatian kicked away the beam on the roof and fell from the sky.
The silver needles hidden in his palm poured out like a storm.
The second brother of the Wu Clan's Patriarch widened his eyes.
His hands formed into palms and struck out repeatedly like stormy waves.
The palm technique could be said to be impenetrable.
"Second brother, good job!"
The Wu Clan Leader was not hurt by a single silver needle and could not help but praise.
Before he finished speaking.
Plop!
The second brother of the Wu Clan's Patriarch fell to the ground in a daze.
The front of its body was already densely covered with silver needles.
"Pfft…"
Yu Huatian covered the corner of his mouth with his palm and couldn't help but laugh.
He thought that it was another Postliminary Realm expert who had yet to appear.
He didn't expect that he would look like the Blood Massacre Patriarch.
At this moment, Yu Huatian was a Houtian realm martial artist.
With the help of internal strength, the silver needles were even more powerful than before.
Even if it was just a probing attack, it was enough to kill any second-rate martial artist.
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