Kill!
In Chang 'an, the Divine Capital, an earth-shattering "kill" sounded.
A huge mansion that was decorated with red paint and gold was surrounded by thousands of soldiers in full armor.
In the mansion, more than a thousand soldiers in black armor, under the orders of several lieutenants, drew their bows and nocked their arrows. The heavy infantrymen raised their iron shields, and their spears formed a defensive formation that flickered with cold light.
Whoosh…A sharp sound of air being torn apart rang out.
The long arrows that were shining with a cold light let out sharp hisses as they pierced through the space, flew over the tall walls, and flew into the front yard.
"Shield!"
"Hah!"
The lieutenant shouted. The soldiers looked determined and raised their shields above their heads. The formation shrank and all the soldiers were protected by the shields.
Behind the thousand-some soldiers, several men with beautiful beards and dressed in scholarly robes and long swords were watching the dense rain of arrows with solemn expressions.
Ding ding dang dang, pu chi, wu…
The arrow was strong and sharp.
From the force of the fall, one could tell that it was shot by a powerful bow.
However, the soldiers in the mansion were also elite soldiers. They were filled with blood and killing intent.
The hundred-forged steel shield in his hand blocked most of the arrows. Although some arrows pierced through the gaps in the shields and pierced through the soldiers 'bodies, most of them were blocked by the black armor and there were few casualties.
It seemed that the army outside the door could not do anything to the soldiers inside the mansion.
The casualties caused by the arrow rain could also be ignored.
But whether it was the sergeants or the scholars in the corridor, their expressions were very solemn, and they did not look relaxed at all.
"Brother Xuan Ling!" A scholar looked at the leader and shouted.
"It's not time to make a move yet." The scholar called Xuan Ling shook his head lightly. Although his expression was solemn, there was no panic in his eyes.
The other scholars were the same.
……
In the front yard, the sound of fighting shook the sky, and sharp arrows pierced through the air.
A part of the courtyard was guarded by over a hundred soldiers with round shields, long sabers, helmets, and armor. Their auras were even more imposing than the soldiers in the front yard. In the room, a woman in a green palace dress with golden phoenix patterns sat at the head of the table with a calm expression.
Below them, there were three beautiful women in gorgeous palace robes.
However, compared to the elegant woman sitting on the top seat, the three people kneeling on the bottom seat were not much weaker, but they were obviously worried about Zhang Huang.
Below the four of them, closer to the door, there were more than ten young men and women wearing soft armor and holding swords in their hands, as well as countless strong servants and maidservants carrying swords.
Although their faces were filled with determination, there was a hint of worry in their eyes from time to time.
The fighting outside the manor was so loud that they could hear it clearly from afar.
In the depths of the backyard of the mansion, there was a small, remote courtyard. The courtyard door was tightly shut, and in front of the main door, four beautiful women wearing simple, narrow sleeves and long dresses stood there without saying a word.
In the main room, two muscular men, one in black and one in green, were standing with their heads held high and chests puffed out. In the seat of honor sat a handsome young master with sharp edges, delicate features, and cinnabar lips.
The young master was holding a book in his hand and was reading it with great interest. He turned a deaf ear to the earth-shaking shouts.
Thump! Boom!
A loud sound like a bell rang from the front yard. The young master slowly raised his head and looked at the man in the green warrior suit. He slowly asked,"
"Zhongkang, how long has it been?"
"Young Master, it's been half an hour and fifteen minutes!”A muscular warrior in a green warrior's uniform and holding a long saber cupped his hands and replied.
"It's been an hour." The Young Master put down the white jade bamboo slip in his hand and waved it gently. The bamboo slip disappeared without a trace. However, Zhongkang and the man in black warrior uniform weren't surprised.
"He has left the Imperial Residence for almost two hours, right?”The young master spoke again. His voice was distant and clear, as gentle as jade.
"Yes, Young Master, it's been seven minutes.”
"How is the Black Tortoise Sect?" Young Master continued to ask.
"Shadow Secret Guardian, the battle is intense.”
"The throne, the throne, hahaha, in his heart, for the throne, perhaps the entire residence is willing to sacrifice, right?”
The young master smiled with a hint of mockery.
However, the two warriors at the bottom bowed their heads and did not respond.
"Zhongkang, Er 'Lai, let's go. We should go see wangfei.”Young Master stood up.
The two warriors looked at each other and turned to face the young master. They bowed and raised their weapons upside down."Please reconsider, Young Master."
"Oh?" The young master looked at his two loyal subordinates and asked with a smile,""You think I shouldn't go?"
"Young Master, please excuse me." Zhong Kang lowered his body again and said in a deep voice," Your subordinate has seen how His Highness and Princess Consort treat you. You also understand. So, your subordinate dares to ask you to think twice."”
"Young Master, let's leave. Taking advantage of this time, Zhongkang, I, and the Four Sword Servants can definitely protect Young Master and kill our way out. At that time, the sky will be high and the sea will be vast.”The black-robed warrior also suggested in a low voice.
"What about the little Si?"
The young master's words made the two warriors 'expressions change. Their bodies sank again, not daring to speak.
Although the young master was an extremely transparent existence among his relatives in this huge palace, the daughter of the king of Qin, who was called "Si Zi", was very close to him.
As his trusted aides, the two of them naturally understood the position of this princess in the young master's heart.
"Let's go and take a look. No matter what, since I was young, I've never lacked food and clothing in the wang fu. This favor should be returned!”
"Here!"
The two of them did not dare to persuade him anymore. After bowing in agreement, they stood up and followed behind the young master.
When the door opened, the sixth young master of Prince Qin's Mansion, Li Lin, was already holding a long sword in his hand. This sword had an extraordinary history.
The sword was called the Deep Rainbow, and it was a divine weapon.
Under the protection of Zhong Kang and the other two, the four Sword Servants followed behind them. The group of seven people seemed slow but was actually fast. Each step they took covered a distance of nearly ten feet as they walked towards the courtyard.
Along the way, the huge Imperial Residence was quiet and there was not a single person.
All the servants, maids, soldiers, and guards of the Prince's mansion were gathered in the courtyard and the front yard. As for him, the Sixth Young Master of the Prince's mansion in name, he seemed to have been forgotten by everyone and did not receive any notice.
"Who are you?"
When the seven of them approached the courtyard, a loud shout rang out. Several strong servants wearing leather armor and holding Tang swords appeared in the middle of the road and blocked their way.
"Impudent!" When the black-robed warrior saw that the path was blocked, his face darkened. He shouted and was about to attack.
"Er 'Lai." Li Lin called out softly. Er 'Lai stopped and took half a step back.
At this moment, the four servants who had been frightened by Er 'Lai's dense killing intent were stunned.
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