bullyxtreme Chapter 127 A vast net, each layer upon layer!
Chapter 127 A vast net, each layer upon layer!
Chapter 127 A vast net, layer upon layer!
After leaving the palace, the two elders of Xuanming also saw a scene of devastation in the capital.
They also knew that the capital was not safe, so they wanted to leave the capital without anyone noticing.
But before they could get very far, a figure stood in front of them, blocking their way.
This person wore a half-mask, had heterochromatic eyes, disheveled hair, and looked like a demon.
Ma Jinliang, the head of the Western Depot!
Footsteps sounded behind them as well. The two elders of Xuanming turned around and saw Tan Luzi, the second-in-command of the West Depot, standing behind them.
The two elders of Xuanming narrowed their eyes at the same time, and Lu Zhangke said coldly, "If I said I would let us go, I bet you wouldn't agree, would you?"
"You can give it a try."
Tan Luzi raised his sword, its blade pointing directly at the Xuanming Elders.
Faced with this situation, the Xuanming Elders completely abandoned any illusions. The Xuanming Yin Qi within their bodies surged, and they were ready to defend themselves against the enemy.
"Bang!"
Without warning, Ma Jinliang charged forward, wielding his twin swords with ferocious speed, his target being Lu Zhangke, one of the Xuanming Elders.
"Well done!"
"court death!"
Lu Zhangke swung his short deer antler staff at Ma Jinliang, while simultaneously striking Ma Jinliang hard with his left hand, which was covered in Xuanming Yin Qi.
Ma Jinliang drew his sword with his left hand to deflect the deer antler staff, and swung his sword with his right hand to slash at the staff-wielding man.
At this moment, the other of the Xuanming Elders, Crane Pen Elder, suddenly appeared beside Ma Jinliang like a ghost. With a sinister laugh, he slapped a palm covered in Xuanming Yin Qi towards Ma Jinliang's chest.
Mysterious Dark Palm!
If this palm strike landed squarely, even Ma Jinliang would not be in a good position.
The Xuanming Divine Palm is extremely Yin and poisonous. Even Zhang Wuji was tormented by its cold poison for seven years, which shows how dangerous it is.
At this critical moment, a cold light pierced Hebi Weng's heart, forcing him to move aside and abandon his attack on Ma Jinliang.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ma Jinliang was about to slash at Lu Zhangke with his long sword.
Helpless, Lu Zhangke had no choice but to change his palm into a push, shoving away the long knife in Ma Jinliang's hand and retreating.
Having missed their first attack, Tan Luzi and Ma Jinliang immediately charged back at the Xuanming Elders, ready to fight to the death.
"Walk!"
The two elders of Xuanming had no will to fight and turned to run, but behind them stood hundreds of imperial guards, constables, personal guards, and soldiers.
The two elders of Xuanming suddenly turned deathly pale, and cold sweat dripped from their foreheads.
They were not known for their agility, and now the factory guards in front of them had blocked all their escape routes.
Even on the rooftops, countless soldiers were lying in ambush. Their martial arts skills were indeed formidable, but how many people could they kill in one go?
Ten? A hundred? Or a thousand?
With so many people, can they kill them all?!
"kill!"
During the standoff, Ma Jinliang suddenly shouted and led a large number of guards to attack the Xuanming Elders.
In the blink of an eye, the two elders of Xuanming were engulfed in a vast sea of Imperial Guards—
Chaos and fighting broke out in the capital.
The battle took place in the streets and alleys of the capital, in every nook and cranny of the city.
The clanging of weapons and the screams of martial arts practitioners being hacked to death were incessant and never stopped.
The officials in the capital city, residing in their respective residences, were surrounded by this terrifying sound, which sounded as if it came from hell.
"Kill them!"
"Please, please don't kill me! I don't know anything!"
"I was wrong, please don't kill me! I'll do anything to save me!"
"Go to hell! These government lackeys are trying to wipe us out!"
"Brothers, stop begging for mercy! Fight your way out of the city with me! As long as we stand together, these government soldiers are no match for us!"
"Ah! I was wrong, I was really wrong, please, please spare my life!"
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Cries for mercy, roars, and screams echoed through every street in the capital.
The pungent smell of blood permeated the streets and alleys of the capital, lingering in the nostrils of everyone in the city.
Whether officials or ordinary citizens, everyone huddled in their rooms, panicked and trembling as they prayed for tomorrow to arrive.
Li Dongyang, Jiao Fang, Wang Hua, Yang Tinghe, and the others, hearing the commotion outside the door, were even more terrified and dared not close their eyes.
All the officials in the capital finally understood what Zhu Houzhao meant when he said at court today, "Stay at home tonight and don't wander around."
The battle in the capital continues, but a large number of martial arts practitioners remain, perhaps because they are located close to the city walls, or because they possess exceptional martial arts skills, or because they are extremely agile.
For various reasons, they eventually arrived near the city walls of the capital.
Under Song Yuanqiao's orders, Song Qingshu did not enter the palace to watch the battle tonight, but instead remained in the capital.
After the incident in the capital, he and Yin Liting and others keenly sensed that something was wrong and immediately set off to flee.
The Wudang Sect members, relying on their superior martial arts skills and their proximity to the city gates of the capital, were the first to reach the southern city wall of the capital with mutual support and assistance.
Hearing the shouts of battle behind him and seeing the escape route in front of him, Song Qingshu felt a sense of relief.
Finally, he could leave this nightmarish hell on earth.
"Uncle-Master, hurry up!"
Song Qingshu only had time to shout once before he took the lead in using the Wudang Ladder Cloud Leap to quickly leap onto the city wall of the capital.
As he got closer to the city wall, Song Qingshu's smile grew wider, as if he would be freed and redeemed at any moment.
But when he actually leaped onto the city wall, ready to leave the capital, his pupils suddenly contracted, and a look of utter terror appeared on his face.
Just outside the city walls of the capital, Song Qingshu saw countless troops!
They stretched out in large numbers, armed with spears and firearms, scattered outside the capital, watching it with predatory eyes.
One glance was enough to chill Song Qingshu to the bone, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
How many troops are lying in ambush outside the city?
A vast expanse, stretching as far as the eye can see.
So many soldiers were lying in ambush outside the city, surrounding and intercepting them, like trapping a dog inside a trap.
Your Majesty is leaving them absolutely no way out!
Song Qingshu was filled with utter despair. He stood blankly on the city wall, not daring to take even half a step.
Just then, the voice of his martial uncle Yin Liting came from beneath Song Qingshu.
"Qingshu, what are you standing there for? Get out of here right now!"
Yin Liting used the Wudang Ladder Cloud Leap technique to quickly climb the city wall, intending to escape the capital.
Song Qingshu suddenly snapped out of his daze and hurriedly stopped him, saying, "No! Martial Uncle! Come back quickly!"
But it was all too late.
Yin Liting had already rushed out of the capital and was flying towards the outskirts of the city.
Meanwhile, beneath the capital, the fearsome General Ling Luoshi sat in the center, commanding his 100,000-strong army.
Emperor Tang Dazong and Xiao Jianseng each led a portion of the troops and were ready to obey orders at any time.
Ling Xiaodao stayed by Ling Luoshi's side, feeling a little nervous. It was her first time accompanying Ling Luoshi to participate in such a battle.
She gripped the reins tightly, her eyes fixed on the city wall, her concentration so profound that even her breathing unconsciously slowed.
Just then, they all saw Yin Liting rushing out of the capital.
Ling Luoshi slightly curled the corners of his lips and extended one hand: "Prepare to fire."
The next moment, thousands of flintlock muskets raised their dark muzzles and aimed them at Yin Liting in the sky.
At this moment, Yin Liting, who was in mid-air, also noticed the seemingly endless imperial army below.
"What?! How can there be so many people?!"
Yin Liting stared in disbelief at the thousands of troops beneath his feet, his eyes wide with shock and despair filling his heart.
When a person is in mid-air, they are like an arrow shot out of the air, and it is difficult to turn back.
At that moment, Ling Luoshi waved his hand downwards: "Fire!"
"Bang bang bang!"
Suddenly, a barrage of gunfire erupted, and Yin Liting, who was in mid-air, felt a sharp pain all over his body.
In an instant, he lost all consciousness, and his body fell straight to the ground like a swallow with broken wings!
"Uncle-Master!"
Song Qingshu let out a heart-wrenching scream. It was hard to say whether he was screaming because of Yin Liting's current death or because of his own impending death.
Yin Liting was the first to break out of the capital, but he was by no means the last.
After Yin Liting died, other people, driven to desperation by the pursuers behind them, jumped over the city wall.
Like Yin Liting, they believed that the world outside the capital was safe and vast.
But the reality is that outside the city, there is still a vast, continuous net that will capture them all.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The continuous gunfire caused all the terrified martial arts practitioners who had jumped out of the capital to perish on the spot!
"No!"
"No!"
"Don't come out! Don't come out! The outside is full of imperial troops!"
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"Song Qingshu, who was hiding on the city wall, was terrified by the screams and cries of the people outside the city. He was on the verge of a breakdown."
Inside the city, there were pursuing soldiers from the Imperial Guard; outside the city, there was a large imperial army waiting in full battle array.
Where in the capital could they possibly find refuge?
At this moment, Song Qingshu could only hide in the cracks of the city wall, barely clinging to life.
Not only were there a large number of soldiers stationed outside the city walls on the south side of the capital.
Outside the other three city walls, there were also 100,000 troops lying in a dense, overwhelming array.
Those who leaped out from other sides of the city wall also experienced the same transformation from heaven to hell.
They leaped over the city wall in high spirits, but before they could even rejoice at their survival, they were plunged into despair upon seeing the massive crowds of soldiers guarding the city.
"No!"
"Bang bang bang!"
Those who leaped over the city wall perished amidst a hail of gunfire.
The garrison outside the city, without losing a single soldier, merely wasting some bullets, caused these martial arts masters, who moved with incredible speed and agility, to die like dogs outside the city.
Ling Luoshi, Wang Shouren, Qi Jingtong, and Shen Ying were stationed outside the city, determined to ensure that no one left the capital alive.