There were three reasons for Fan Xian's shock. First, the emperor sent him down the mountain with a hint of pity for his son, which was beyond his expectation. Second, the emperor's words seemed to have lost the usual confidence. Third, It was the emperor's last words...
Who sits in that chair and lets him make up his mind? Is this a will or what? The problem is, even if he is lucky enough to be able to rush back to the capital thousands of miles before the eldest princess announces the established fact, what strength does he have to turn his ideas into reality
This is not the Jiangnan Ming family, not the Cui family, not the court officials in the capital, the poor people in the Qin Tianjian, but the imperial palace, but the belonging of the world!
There was a wry smile on the corner of Fan Xian's lips. Even if he was a powerful minister of the Qing Kingdom, but he didn't have a single soldier in his hand, what could he do to stabilize the capital for His Majesty? And why can decide the ownership of that chair.
"Zhen, I won't lose." A smile appeared on the corner of the emperor's lips, the smile was full of cold and murderous intent, "Even if I lose, if Ye Liuyun and Sigu Jian are buried with me, what are you afraid of? You don't want to Worry, President Chen is in the capital and the Empress Dowager is in the palace, those people will not be able to cause much trouble, you take my will and my seal to go, if anyone dares to stop you... kill them all!"
Cold sweat broke out on Fan Xian's forehead, thinking that if Ye and Qin's family turned against each other, even if he was a great master, he could only fight guerrilla warfare at most, how could he kill them all
He had already seen the uncertainty in the emperor's heart, and he couldn't help feeling a little gloomy. If the emperor really died on Dadongshan, what would the world be like? No matter whether it is the crown prince or the second son who succeeds to the throne, there is no doubt that the Qing Kingdom will never have a place of its own. Is it really necessary to embrace the cornucopia and take the second path
However, the situation has not reached the most dangerous moment. There are old eunuch Hong and Uncle Wuzhu on the top of the mountain, plus more than a hundred tiger guards. No matter what kind of powerful enemy they encounter, they can support them for a long time.
There is only one way to forcibly climb Dadongshan. The task of the five thousand longbowmen at the foot of the mountain is obviously to cut off the connection between Dadongshan and the world, at least for more than three days, to make time for the events in Kyoto, and to really kill the king. However, these rebels did not play any role.
Because the emperor will not go down the mountain foolishly.
Then... Ye Liuyun will climb the mountain.
This is indeed a gamble. If the general situation of the three kingdoms remains as before—the monarch of Qing set up a plan to kill Ye Liuyun, it must be something that Northern Qi and Dongyi are very willing to be optimistic about. Ku He and Si Gu Jian will not give up Identity, come to intervene.
But... the cold sweat on Fan Xian's forehead had already dried up, and he felt a chill all over his body. When he was in Wuzhou, his father-in-law Lin Ruofu had reminded him that for a goal that was tempting enough and even a bit gorgeous, the great masters might naturally come together .
Fan Xian's mouth became more and more bitter. If the situation really develops like this, how can there be any living people on this Dadongshan? But didn't the emperor anticipate this situation at the beginning? He glanced at the emperor's face cautiously, and found that the emperor's face was a bit gloomy, and his pupils were shining with flames in the night...
He didn't dare to continue thinking about these issues, and analyzed the situation in front of him very quickly in his mind. The outcome of the Dadongshan game is unknown, but if there is a stalemate, there will be problems in the capital, and he must report the news that His Majesty is still alive. Take it to Kyoto, and bring it to the queen mother's side.
Even if His Majesty is dead and he returns to the capital, he must convince the Queen Mother that His Majesty is still alive. Otherwise, based on the judgment of a politician like the Empress Dowager, once she learned of His Majesty's death, she would definitely choose to let the Crown Prince of the Qin family ascend the throne to stabilize the Qing Dynasty.
The emperor is her son, if someone wants to hurt the emperor, the queen mother will definitely not allow it. But if the death of the emperor becomes an established fact, as the longest generation of the royal family, the queen mother must consider the survival of the entire royal family and the survival of the world.
Therefore, whether it was for his own safety or the situation in the capital, Fan Xian knew that the emperor's arrangement was correct. He had to return to the capital with His Majesty's autographed letter and seal to stabilize the situation in order to cope with the post-grandmaster era.
Yes, in the era of post-grandmasters, in the battle of Dadongshan, no matter who wins or loses, there will definitely be one or two great masters who will withdraw from the stage of history.
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He nodded silently and said, "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, nothing will happen to the capital."
The emperor took a deep look at him and said, "The road here is difficult and dangerous, so you have to be careful."
Fan Xian was slightly taken aback. In the depths of his heart, he had a lot of sarcasm and self-deprecation about the emperor's words "my four sons", but unexpectedly, hearing such a sentence, his heart softened a little.
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After fastening his belt and confirming that all the equipment on his body was complete, Fan Xian quickly transformed from a courtier to a rank-9 night walker. He restrained his breath from top to bottom, as if he wanted to blend in with the scenery on the top of Dadong Mountain.
Only those irritating silver moonlights shone unharmoniously on his body.
In his arms were the emperor's seal and the letter to the empress dowager. It wasn't very heavy, but he felt it was heavy—he knew that the news of the siege of Dadongshan would definitely return to the capital soon, and he would return to the capital at the same time. The most recent news is that His Majesty was assassinated—the eldest princess made a perfect time difference, she didn't even need to prepare anything in the capital, as long as the emperor's death was confirmed, the queen mother had to come out from behind the curtain in grief, among the three princes Choose a successor.
At this time, the sacrifice to heaven has not been completed, and the decree of heaven has not yet come down. Although everyone in the world knows that the prince is about to be abolished, the prince is still the prince. No matter from the stability of the government or from any point of view, the queen mother will choose the prince to succeed.
This is not a conspiracy, but just taking advantage of the situation, taking advantage of the natural situation. Even if the emperor had left behind countless followers in the capital, Chen Pingping was as loyal as the imperial army, but when the news of the emperor's death spread throughout the world, who would dare to directly disobey the queen mother's will, unless...they wanted to rebel a second time.
Fan Xian stretched his limbs, as if he wanted to ease the burden on his body. He knew that he was carrying the dragon chair of Qing Kingdom on his back.
"After all, they are your blood brothers." Standing beside Fan Xian in black, the emperor said coldly, "If you can't kill them, don't kill them, especially Cheng Ze. And... if you have to kill them, kill them all. "
Fan Xian's heart trembled slightly, and he nodded.
The corner of the emperor's lips curled up slightly, looking at the small boat on the distant sea, he said sarcastically, "Why is Uncle Liuyun so slow? Could it be that as a great master, he still has uncontrollable timidity in front of me, and the great master still needs help ?”
Fan Xian smiled, didn't say anything, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and frowned.
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"During the day, I once told you why I chose Dadong Mountain to worship the heavens." The emperor suddenly said: "Of course, the first thing is to invite the fifth brother to come 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 a lonely peak by the sea, and it is the best place to die. , but I have nowhere to go."
Dadongshan hangs alone by the sea, and there is only a dead end to the foot of the land, and the side facing the sea on the back of the mountain is an absolutely smooth stone wall like jade. It's hard to fly with wings.
"I chose Dadongshan as the death place to give Yun Rui an illusion." The emperor seemed to have gotten rid of the news that Sigu Jian might be coming, and returned to that confident look, quietly looking at Fan Xian's face. His eyes seemed to see through his sincerity.
"She thought that she could block all the news about Dadongshan and let her do things in the capital, but she forgot... I chose this place of death, naturally, because there are living people around me who can... fly out of the place of death."
Fan Xian smiled wryly, thinking that his unique skills did not escape His Majesty's eyes. It seemed that there were not many things about him that His Majesty didn't know - in this world, there was probably only his unique martial art. It can help myself slide down the smooth mirror-like Dadong Mountain. The emperor arrested himself to Dadong Mountain, and it turned out that he had made an ambush here.
His Majesty really thought far enough, Fan Xian's heart suddenly moved, he was no longer as worried as before, since His Majesty can even use himself, why didn't he make a plan to deal with the most dangerous situation right now
The emperor smiled and said: "I once told Gong Dian that your ability to climb walls is very...much better than mine."
Fan Xian looked at the abyss-like cliff under his feet, twisted his neck, and made a rare joke: "You have a son over the wall, but it's a pity that the moonlight is too bright tonight."
"The moon waxes and wanes, as you once said." The emperor looked up at the sky and said, "I can't predict everything that will happen, but I know that the moon can't last forever like this."
When the words fell, a layer of dark clouds floated in the sky, covering the full moon behind the clouds, the silver light suddenly faded, and the night fell on the earth again, and the top of Dadong Mountain was completely dark.
There was no trace of Fan Xian by the emperor's side.
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In the night forest at the foot of the mountain, the smell of blood is everywhere, more fishy than the smell of the sea breeze. Occasionally, when the moonlight shines through the forest, dead bodies can be faintly seen everywhere in the mountain forest. Some corpses are lying on the ground, and some corpses are leaning feebly on the tree trunks. , These imperial soldiers who were killed by sniping had several feathered arrows piercing through their bodies.
Feather arrows penetrated into the body of the deceased, stabbing them fiercely on the tree, on the ground, and the scene looked miserable and terrifying.
The forest at the foot of Dadong Mountain was dense, and the official road was covered by the night and the forest at the same time, and the general appearance could no longer be seen, only countless corpses and bloody water could be seen. The closer you get to the foot of the mountain, the remaining scene declares that the previous fight became more intense.
A fire was ignited and then extinguished. Only some trees were still burning in the woods near the mountain gate, which only illuminated a corner of the silent night. The burnt smell lying on the ground gradually rose, combining the smell of blood with the smell of the sea breeze. They were all suppressed, and the troops on both sides began to get nervous.
"Whoosh!" There was a sharp piercing sound, and a long feathered arrow shot out like lightning, hitting a forbidden soldier at the edge of the forest!
The imperial guard held the long arrow in his chest and wanted to pull it out, but under the severe pain, he had no strength and sat down slowly.
In the process of sitting down, three more feathered arrows pierced through the air and pierced him fiercely!
The imperial guard tilted his head, sprayed blood from his lips, and died.
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There was silence at the foot of the mountain. Five thousand rebels came to Dadong Mountain without anyone noticing, and launched the most despicable and sudden night attack on the two thousand forbidden troops. The imperial army was unable to react in time, and in addition to accompanying the royal driver to sacrifice to the sky, they did not prepare the heavy armor needed for field battles...
The attacking rebel army was Yan Xiaoyi's personal camp. More than 5,000 longbow soldiers and sharpshooters fled in the territory of Cangzhou and Yanjing. The sixteen vassal kingdoms in the city came out from a secret road in the north of Danzhou. It took nearly 20 days to seal Dadongshan like five thousand ghosts.
The scouts along Dadongshan were sniped and killed by the masters of the rebel army one after another, and they did not have time to send out any news—two thousand forbidden soldiers who did not wear heavy armor were raided by five thousand longbowmen. One can imagine what a heavy price they will pay .
What made these soldiers of the Imperial Army the most angry and painful was that the first wave of attacks by the rebel archers actually used rockets!
At that moment, thousands of sky lanterns seemed to be lit up at the foot of Dadong Mountain, and they shot towards the camp of the imperial army indistinctly. Things were ablaze, with great momentum. At that time, it was the little lights of fire that Emperor Qing and his party saw on the top of the mountain.
However, it was impossible for the imperial guards to concentrate on fighting the fire, because the burning fire and the suddenly bright night forest exposed all of their figures to the opponent's archer's sight. Although the imperial guards were well-trained and immediately searched for suitable terrain cover, they still paid more than 200 lives in the subsequent round of arrow rain!
Then came the bloody and tedious counter-offensive, breaking out of the camp, failing, encircling and annihilating.
There were corpses all over the place, covered with blood.
In just a few rounds, the rebel army defeated the forbidden army and won a preliminary victory, blocking the team of the forbidden army within a radius of half a mile to the left of the Dadongshan Mountain Gate. At this moment, the rebel army's offensive suddenly came to an abrupt end. It's just that cold arrows are shot occasionally, killing those imperial guards who intend to break out of the encirclement and report the news.
Occasionally, the sound of arrows made the forest at the foot of the mountain, which had suddenly become silent, become even quieter, as quiet as death.
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Suddenly, a bloody man suddenly stood up from the pile of dead bodies. In such a moonlit night, in such a field of Shura, such a scene suddenly appeared. The soldiers on both sides felt terrified, but immediately became numb again. With so many people dead, why would you be afraid of a dead body
The finger of the archer who was trained by Yan Xiaoyi trembled, and ten arrows shot over. The target of each arrow was not repeated. It was aimed at a certain place on the blood man, covering him from top to bottom. He stopped, full of sternness, making it impossible for that person to avoid it.
This is a military order, and it is strictly forbidden for anyone to break through, so every time the incoming rebels shoot a person, they must ensure that that person dies. Suddenly, someone came out of the pile of dead bodies, and the archers subconsciously fired arrows, thinking that you are not dead.
But no one would have guessed that the blood man didn't care about the dozen or so soul-eating arrows in front of him, he just picked up the two corpses beside him and danced them like shields!
There was a series of muffled sounds, more than a dozen arrows shot at the blood man at the same time, almost in no particular order, but it was only after the next moment that it was clear that they were all shot at the dancing corpse of the blood man, spurting countless arrows. The bloody water stained the bloody man even more terrifying.
The corpse is heavier than the shield, but this blood man can dance around the corpse and block the extremely fast arrows. Needless to say, this person's arm strength is amazing, and his vision and realm are even more jaw-dropping.
Someone in the rebel camp seemed to have given the order, so there was no salvo.
The blood man slowly put down the corpse in his hands and grinned, as if he was mourning, sympathizing, or feeling something, and then he walked slowly towards the mountain gate, without being disturbed by arrows, he walked very peacefully .
When he walked under the mountain gate, there was a burst of thunderous cheers from the imperial army.
They didn't know who this blood man was, but they knew that this blood man was an official of the Overwatch Council, a close friend of Fan Tisi, and an absolute master... During the third wave of offensive by the rebels, this supervisor The courtyard officials killed more than forty longbowmen by themselves, until finally they were thrown down by the wave of people and buried in the pile of corpses.
Everyone thought he was dead, but they didn't expect that he was still alive. On such a terrifying night, when the rebels were likely to shoot all the forbidden soldiers to death at any time, they suddenly found that they had such a strong man who was enough to promote the forbidden army. Little morale remained.
That's why there was that thunderous cheer.
Wang Shisanlang walked to the burned and blackened mountain gate, sat down slowly on the stone steps, took a towel handed over by a member of the Qi Nian team beside him, wiped the blood on his face, and revealed that bright face. , handsome face.
He grinned, showing a full mouth of healthy white teeth, looking at the other side in the night, looking at the rebels and smiling.
Thirteen Lang, a true warrior, learned to use a dead body to block arrows tonight, so he is no longer a reckless man. If Fan Xian saw this scene here, he would definitely sigh like this.
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There was a slight sound of horseshoes, and the rebel camp was divided, and several horses came out. First, there was a man sitting on a horse. This man was covered in black clothes, covering his face.
Yan Xiaoyi's soldiers didn't know who the man in black was, but they only knew that the commander of Yan Dadu had ordered all the wars to be conducted by this person. Originally, although the soldiers were strictly abiding by the military order, they were still somewhat dissatisfied, but until they crossed mountains and rivers and came to the foot of Dongshan Mountain, the man in black counted out the military orders, divided and surrounded them, and beat the imperial army to pieces...
They were all very simple orders, and they were all very direct arrangements, but they perfectly matched the terrain at the foot of Dadong Mountain and the environment of the night. This man in black used soldiers... really like a god.
Facts proved everything. At this time, the five thousand longbowmen looked at the man in black with admiration and awe. No one dared to doubt the sudden withdrawal of troops that made people understand.
The man in black is tall and mighty when sitting on a horse, but it's a pity that he is surrounded by the black clothes, so he can't see his real face and the power hidden under the black clothes.
The man in black looked at the blood-stained young man with white teeth like jade under the mountain gate from a distance, and a voice came out from the black cloth, sighing very much.
"Excellent... I didn't kill him three times. He is really a warrior. If this person joins the army, within a year, there will be another warrior in the world."
The man in black suddenly smiled: "However, the general situation has already been achieved. Why is the strength of a man against the sky? It's just a pity. After a while, this strong man will die."
Suddenly someone beside him sighed. The man in black turned his head to look, and asked gently: "Master Yun, do you cherish talents?"
The person who sighed was none other than Yun Zhilan, the first disciple of Sigu Jian in Dongyi City, a master of swordsmanship of a generation!
As expected, Fan Xian was right, Dongyi City sent their most elite killer team to help the eldest princess's rebel army, and Yun Zhilan personally led the team!
Yun Zhilan glanced at the man in black beside him, and smiled reluctantly, but did not answer this sentence. Because of everyone in the room, only he knew who the young man who was covered in blood but still kept a strong smile was.
That person is not an official of the Overwatch Council, or even a citizen of the Qing Kingdom! He is Shisanlang Wang, Master's most beloved young apprentice, and his most successful junior brother.
"Are they all crazy?" Yun Zhilan murmured to himself. He thought to himself, since the younger brother knew that the master had sent someone, why did he still guard the mountain gate like a tiger? What is he thinking
"Master sent you to follow Fan Xian, but it didn't mean that you could really become Fan Xian's helper." Yun Zhilan looked at the bloody man under the mountain gate in the distance, thinking in his heart with great confusion: "If you do one thing, you will be loyal to one thing? Even Even disregarding the interests of the master? Is this insanity... or is it the murderous nature that the master admires most?"
"If you're not crazy, how can you survive?" The man in black answered Yun Zhilan's sigh lightly.
Yun Zhilan shook his head and didn't say anything. Although he didn't know why the younger brother would do this, but as the descendant of Jianlu, he respected the younger brother, so he would not reveal the younger brother's information in front of the man in black. details.
He didn't know who the man in black was, but all the teams at present were led by this man, and he had been watching for a long time. He had to admit that the man in black was really good at using troops, and he had no dangerous skills. It was a steady and steady fight step by step, but it deployed the resources of the entire rebel army to a near-perfect state, and did not give Qing's forbidden army the slightest chance to fight back and break through.
Yun Zhilan brought most of the sword hut's masters out to cooperate with Yan Xiaoyi's personal army camp. The cooperation between the two sides would have been a huge problem. Wei breakout, not so easy to completely seal.
But the man in black riding on the horse seems to have a pair of divine eyes that can clearly see all the details on the battlefield. At the beginning of the raid, he forcibly ordered the masters of Dongyi City to set up ambushes in seemingly insignificant places. .
At the beginning, Yun Zhilan didn't understand, but when the sniping happened again and again in the dark, when Dadongshan's last breakout was severely suppressed by the wrist of the man in black... Yun Zhilan finally understood, this The man in black is definitely not an ordinary person. He can lead the battlefield without letting go of any possible loopholes.
This kind of military use cannot be achieved without being immersed in the battlefield for decades—so Yun Zhilan was very puzzled, why didn't Yan Xiaoyi lead the troops here in person, and who is this man in black
He was guessing. In fact, many people in the rebel army were guessing the identity of the man in black. This man in black joined the rebel team with only two personal soldiers. Killing is very admirable.
The man in black did not explain to his subordinates the intention of stopping the attack at this time, but just looked indifferently at the mountain rising suddenly in front of him. This trip to lead the rebel army to attack is only part of the agreement. If you don't temporarily hold this group of forces in your own hands, Your Majesty...it will be difficult to make that decision.
Suddenly a dark cloud passed by in the sky, covering the bright moon completely, and it was dark near the mountain gate. The man in black was sitting motionless on the horse, only the short weapons in the cloth pouches held by the two relatives beside him were shining. Faint light.
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Fan Xian didn't know how long these flowers would cover the moon. He slid down the mountain silently, without slowing down or speeding up, maintaining a terrifyingly stable speed. During the day, the jade-like Dadong Mountain faces the sea, exuding a faint deep light in the middle of the night, blending perfectly with him in night clothes.
The knife-like dividing line along the two sides of Dadong Mountain plunged straight into the ground by the sea, where the masters of Dongyi City were ambush, so he couldn't choose that route, he had to go down from the side facing the sea breeze.
No one in this world can slide down from such a desperate situation, except Fan Xian—so he is not worried that the people on the sea and the rebels on the land will find his traces, but he is still extremely nervous because he always feels that he is behind him. There is a pair of eyes looking at him calmly through the night and the howling sea wind.
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