roccoschili Chapter 110: Martial Law in the Capital, Catching the Turtle in the Jar
Chapter 110: Martial Law in the Capital, Catching the Turtle in the Jar
The War King said this as he stood up from the wheelchair without hesitation. His bloodstained white clothes were half wet and half dry at this time. The corners of his clothes fluttered in the autumn wind, causing him to cough lightly twice.
With just a cough, Mo Chuyi raised his foot to block the way of the War King: "Master, you should go back and rest."
His attitude was somewhat strong. After all, he had witnessed with his own eyes how the War King's body recovered step by step.
When the War King was in a coma for half a month, these personal guards had felt desperate.
Old Wu’s hair has almost all turned white because of King Zhan.
We must not let the War King's body collapse again.
"Get out of the way." The War King raised his eyelids slightly, his eyes not fixed on Mo Chuyi in front of him, but looking fixedly at the direction that made him uncertain: "This king has rested for a night."
Mo Chuyi still wanted to stop him.
But a strong aura suddenly burst out from the War King, forcing Mo Chuyi to take half a step back as if it were real.
"If I retreat, can you control the situation in the capital?" The War King retracted his gaze from the distance and glanced at Mo Chuyi Guang, and asked lightly.
Mo Chuyi's face was tense, he couldn't.
Seeing Mo Chuyi silent, the War King didn't look at him. Instead, he looked at the two guards and one division who were still busy around him and were already finishing up after a night of work. "Where is the leader of the Jinwu Guard?"
"I am here." In front of the King of War, the leader of the Jinwu Guard unconsciously used this self-proclaimed title.
"Order the Jinwu Guards to impose martial law throughout the city. Officials and civilians must close their doors and are not allowed to go out. Anyone who disobeys the order will be executed!" The War King gave the order calmly.
"City-wide martial law?" The leader of the Jinwu Guards hesitated.
After all, they don't actually belong to the War King.
"I will bear all the consequences. Go!" The War King waved his hand, as if he was too impatient to continue arguing with the leader of the Jinwu Guard.
The War King's matter-of-fact look made the leader of the Jinwu Guards unconsciously choose to obey.
"Where is the leader of the Five Cities Army?" The War King spoke again.
"The end will be here."
The leader of the Five Cities Military Department was just wondering why the troublemaker in the Jinwu Guard unconsciously called himself "the general" when he saw the War King. But when the War King arrived and asked him questions, this self-proclaimed title came out unconsciously.
"The Five Cities Military Command is responsible for arranging the placement of the wounded in the capital to Jingzhao Yin, and the Imperial City Command is also responsible for increasing security."
"Yes!"
The Five Cities Military Department will follow the orders of the War King.
The leader of the Jingji Guard came forward after the Wucheng Bingma Division and asked for orders: "Zhao Zuo, the commander of the Jingji Guard, greets the King of War and requests his orders."
The War King raised his eyebrows slightly, but his narrow, icy eyes showed no trace of emotion. He said coldly, "The Jingji Guards will follow me in pursuit of the enemy. We will act accordingly!"
"The Jingji Guards have received the order!" Zhao Zuo clasped his fists and turned around to gather his men.
After the War King made his arrangements, he jumped on his horse. Mo Chuyi was on his flank, and the Jingji Guards followed behind him. The group sped away.
The soldiers of the Prince Zhan's Palace were responsible for pursuing Zong Kui. Every time they passed a place, they would plant flags on the walls of the capital to mark the direction of the pursuit.
This pointed out the direction for the War King and his party.
The huge capital city instantly fell into a state of tension.
At this time, the atmosphere in the carriage where Zong Kui was sitting was also extremely heavy.
"The knife is poisoned."
The man treated Zongkui's injuries and found something wrong with his wound.
"My body can withstand any poison." Zong Kui was indifferent to the poisoning. "I only care about when I can leave the city!"
"I'll find a way to get you out of the city within three days, but that's impossible now!" The man refused outright. He seemed to point to the road outside and said to Zong Kui, "We'll reach the intersection of Nanchang Street and Xichang Street, the most prosperous Wenqingfang in the capital."
"They've arranged carriages to rush in all directions. We'll take this opportunity to escape."
The carriage fell into silence again.
There was only the sound of bandaging and applying medicine.
In the dark jar, Su Jixue's body, which had been motionless and stiff like a dead tree, shook slightly at the sound, and his already somewhat ethereal soul was covered with cracks.
She lowered her eyes.
Yes, Zongkui has her blood in his body.
Even her own blood.
However, the poison on the broken knife was made by Su Jixue using the poisons of the original owner, which has the effect of doubling the toxicity. Zong Kui's body should not be resistant to the new poison.
Can poison him to death.
At this time, the sound of horse hooves was heard in the distance, as if cavalry were catching up, and the shouting and killing sounds that were originally in the distant periphery seemed to be approaching.
Even Su Jixue who was in the jar could hear it very clearly.
Is this, the pursuers are here?
The man blew a bone whistle, and the carriage they were in suddenly accelerated.
Then, one could hear the carriage rushing into a noisy place.
Is this Wenqingfang?
Su Jixue had studied the capitals of the six kingdoms. Wenqingfang in Dongchu was actually a red-light district, or even more than one, with three main streets and four alleys, providing different places for people of different levels and grades.
It is also the area with the most spies and secret agents in Dongchu. After all, such places are often the source of information.
When they arrived at this area, the situation seemed to be under the control of that person again.
The chaotic sound of horse hooves and wheels could be heard everywhere, as well as Hua Niang's sweet voice and the drunk guests.
This carriage was running amok with other carriages.
The whole street was in chaos.
There were shouts and curses everywhere.
It was a mess.
And those shouts and cries became distant again.
Su Jixue felt the jar being picked up by someone, and the blood in the jar began to shake violently, as if the person holding the jar was jumping up and down rapidly.
Su Jixue's already weak and cracked soul was almost shaken apart.
I don't know how long it took before the jar was put down again.
Zong Kui's panting voice sounded: "Is this place safe?!"
"Don't worry, Lord Regent. This secret room has never been used." The man's voice was filled with a hint of pride. "And they must have thought we had escaped."
Those carriages rushing out of Wenqingfang are no joke.
"Another advantage of the secret room here is that you can know what's happening outside." The man pointed to the copper pipes in the secret room to Zong Kui. These were sound pipes that extended from different rooms. Not only could you hear what was happening outside, you could even communicate with the corresponding rooms.
Then he asked a copper pipe, "What's the situation outside now?"
"Master, the Jinwu Guards have sealed off Wenqingfang, and the Jingji Guards are chasing those carriages."
A low sound came from the brass pipe.
"Seal Wenqingfang?" The man frowned. "The Jinwu Guards are so bold!"
"It is said that the War King ordered martial law throughout the capital."
"Martial law in the whole city?!" Zong Kui was shocked. "What on earth does your Emperor of Dong Chu do? How dare he let a prince with military merit do such a thing?"
"How dare Jun Wuzui!" The man was furious.
Their conversation came clearly into the can.
Su Jixue's somewhat scattered soul seemed to become more solid.
The capital is under lockdown and martial law...
Su Jixue's eyes, which had originally lost their luster, lit up. In this case, Zong Kui would definitely not be able to escape.
You are truly worthy of being called Jun Wuzui!
This is the real way to catch a turtle in a jar!