Guanhou Ward
Kill!
Blades, spears, swords, and shields crashed together viciously. Blood sprayed, soaking the ground in an instant. The guards around the carriage were covered in wounds, yet not one took a step back.
Bodies lay crisscrossed around the carriage, piled into small mounds. Seemingly tireless, the Wei soldiers charged over them again under the Hundred-Household Officer's lead.
Wherever the Hundred-Household Officer's blade-light reached, men fell in droves. Trading wounds for lives, he was unstoppable.
The ward walls dividing the districts had already been blasted apart. The ward towers, once used for patrols and surveillance, remained largely intact, and Cao Yiyan watched anxiously from one of them.
"What a fierce general!"
"This is a race against time!"
The imperial escort guards had been split into three groups: vanguard, center, and rear. Now, before the front and rear groups could return, they had to break through the Imperial Guard Corps around the carriage and assassinate the king, slay the sovereign!
Though it seemed like much had happened, not even five minutes had passed. The carriage had already been cut off, attacked, and surrounded.
Watching the hidden men mobilize so smoothly, Cao Yiyan felt impressed—but also sensed that something was missing.
"It's gone too smoothly."
"This is an assassination of the king and an attack on the sovereign, yet it has gone so smoothly it doesn't seem real."
A reigning emperor—even with the most meticulous calculations and the most desperate fighting—would nine times out of ten collapse midway through.
As for sacrifice and fearless valor, those were merely the basic price to pay, hardly worth mentioning.
Holding the Thousand-Li Mirror, Cao Yiyan carefully observed the battlefield, striving to find even the faintest clue. Sure enough, he spotted something amiss.
"The emperor has been attacked, yet they aren't rushing in?"
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