Dream of the Red Chamber: The Strongest Imperial Guard—The World Is Mine!
Chapter 369

Twelve Hours of the Coup, the Afternoon Butcher of Men [III]

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At the Hour of the Monkey, the entire Capital Region was like a taut bowstring. Fierce sunlight slanted down, the bow drawn to its limit, ready to snap into action at a touch.

In the distance, banners blotted out the sky. Light cavalry bearing long shields and horse lances over their shoulders occupied both wings. Over a thousand powerful warriors from the Capital Camp stood at the front in heavy armor, while the central army stretched as far as the eye could see. The Divine Archer Camp formed hundreds of battle formations, wielding all manner of specially made bows and crossbows. There were even arrows as thick as tree roots, drawn back by eight strongmen, with warriors who specialized in archery standing in war chariots, poised to strike.

The Capital Camp possessed the finest weapons in the world, and its generous salaries supported all manner of extraordinary talents. Fighting spirit blazed in the generals' eyes. They could hardly wait to display their powers and win lasting fame!

Rebels, do not dream of trampling down the final line of defense of the capital from which all the realm's decrees issued!

Far in the distance, Jia Huan hovered high in the air, looking down over the Capital Camp's battle formations.

"My lord!" Water Skimmer rode over.

Jia Huan descended calmly and asked in a solemn voice:

"What is it?"

Water Skimmer glanced at the boundless black tide and said quietly:

"The brothers who came to our aid from the north and south are growing anxious."

They were about to step into a Flesh-and-Blood Mill. Their anxiety was, in truth, hearts brimming with fear.

Such was human nature. Besides, half of the twenty-seven thousand Embroidered Uniform Guards had come from Jiangnan and various northern regions, following of their own accord purely out of

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