After nearly a week of marching, Lu Li and the others finally arrived at the city of Qiuci. Since they entered the border of Qiuci, the two sides had experienced more than a dozen conflicts. However, in front of powerful Jianghu people, even the most elite scouts of Qiuci could only die in battle. From this moment on, no one was innocent. There was no such thing as innocence in war.
The closer he got to Qiuci City, the more determined and ruthless Lu Li became. In the past, he had only killed his enemies. As for the ordinary people, he had never touched them. Even if he had to eliminate the root of the problem, he would only kill his immediate family members. He did not kill all the so-called servants as the outside world claimed. He might have missed some enemies, but this was his principle. He did not want to become a murderous maniac. Therefore, the discipline of the black-armored soldiers was excellent. After all, they were well paid, and violating military discipline was a serious crime second only to rebellion.
But this time, Lu Li knew that many innocent people would be involved in the biggest fight in the Western Regions. Many people would die. He could not bear to do so, but he would not stop it because he had his own interests in this. Wu Ming also knew this, which was why he stayed in the army and became an expert. Out of sight, out of mind. It was a self-deceiving method, but in the end, he felt better.
However, Lu Li couldn't do that. He needed to ask for his own benefits. Lu Li didn't know how strong Istambu was or how powerful Ashura's swordsmanship was. But he was fully prepared. He could feel the surging power in his body. What Lu Li needed to do was to seal the kindness in his heart and make his heart hard and unshakable.
The Qiuci City in front of them was very tall. The city was about sixty to seventy feet high, which was about twenty meters high. There was a moat about thirty feet wide around Qiuci City. The drawbridge at the city gate had been closed. The Jianghu people had to build a pontoon bridge to cross. Otherwise, they could do nothing but stand on the side of the river and sigh.
There were nearly a hundred leaders of all sizes gathered in the tent. Ah Long said," Everyone, we have reached the final battle. I'm sure everyone knows that it's impossible for us to break through the city. We're martial artists, not soldiers. We don't have siege weapons. Everything is just a daydream.”
At this point, Ah Long paused for a moment and continued,"After some discussion, we have decided that I, Hidden Emperor, Mo Dao, and a few other experts will take the opportunity to sneak into the Imperial Palace and kill Istamb. This way, we will be able to subdue the enemy without fighting. The rest of the people would try to build a pontoon bridge or cut off the chains of the suspension bridge outside the city gate to attack the city to attract the attention of the Qiuci.”
Ah Long's words caused the crowd below to explode. In fact, only a few people knew about Ah Long's plan. These people were the leaders of some of the top forces in the Western Regions. If they couldn't kill Constantine, they would have nothing to say. But if they could kill Constantine, they would be the first to reap the benefits, such as Asura's blade technique. The people below naturally knew this, so in a sense, they were unwilling to do this. They wanted to charge into the Imperial Palace together. Only then would they have a chance to fish in troubled waters. However, it was impossible for them to win this war, and Ah Long would never allow them to do so.
" If anyone has any objections, you can join the assassination team. However, you must be an expert in the Xiantian Realm. Otherwise..." The Jianghu people below were a little unwilling, but there was nothing they could do. After all, their influence and strength were inferior to others.
"Since that's the case, then it's settled. If anyone causes trouble, don't blame me, Ah Long, for being rude!”Ah Long said unkindly. This was his best chance to avenge Xiong He, and he would never allow anyone to ruin this opportunity!
It was late at night. The night in the desert was always so cold. Although the Jianghu people also sent people on duty, most of them were curled up and sleeping. On the other hand, the city walls were brightly lit, and the Qiuci soldiers were still standing tall in the cold wind.
Lu Li sighed. If they were to fight head-on, this group of people wouldn't be able to defeat the elites under Istambo. Lu Li was wearing a black suit. He turned around and said to Lu San,""Third brother, we must be vigilant. We must send out sentries openly and secretly. Remember not to let our guard down! If something really happened, he would think of a way to gather with the people of the Three Heroes Stockade and protect himself!”
"Yes, Emperor Lord."
Chirp, chirp, chirp…
Accompanied by the chirping of birds, Lu Li covered his face, leaving only his eyes. The guards on the city wall were each ten meters tall. After all, it was impossible for them to stand all over the city wall. In the dark night, a few black shadows took advantage of this gap and rushed to a corner of the city like nightingales. They carefully avoided the patrolling soldiers and quietly headed for the Qiuci Imperial Palace.
The Qiuci Imperial Palace was brightly lit. The Hall of Diligent Government was built by Constantine in imitation of the imperial palace in the Central Plains. It was also the most important place in the entire Qiuci Imperial Palace because it was where Constantine handled political affairs. At this moment, the 40-year-old Istamb looked extremely old due to the toil he had when he was young. His hair had already turned gray, and his skin was wrinkled. Istambo had a high nose and deep eyes. He was a typical European. His aquiline nose and tall figure were more like the kings of Europe than the Western Regions. However, Istambo did have European blood flowing in his body because his mother was European.
Although he had been defeated by 40,000 martial artists, Istamb was not worried at all. After all, martial artists were martial artists. Istamb believed that the elite soldiers he had spent countless efforts and money to build over the years could easily separate these martial artists from the city. After a few battles, the morale of these martial artists would definitely fall. At that time, it would be time for him to make a move. At that time, he would be able to truly unify the Western Regions. Those so-called martial arts forces would also disappear. He would truly unify the Western Regions under the imperial power. Thinking of this, a crazed heat appeared in Istamb's eyes.
Unfortunately, what he did not know was that in a corner of the palace, there was an unconscious eunuch tied up. A group of men in black had learned the location of the Hall of Diligent Government from him. Now, these men in black were very close to him. A bloody battle was about to begin!
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