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0176 Zhangtai Hall

The military strategy of "swallowing smoke and spitting mist" itself is a secret marching method to avoid the enemy military advisors' calculation method.

Yu Xian faced a dead array that had been damaged by most of the damage, so he would not be captured.

Yu Xian tried hard to rely on architecture to dodge.

During this period, he stepped on many restrictions, but fortunately his speculation was completely correct.

After obstructing the energy, these restrictions could not cause any reaction to him.

With the help of his personal soldiers, Zhang Wen got up in a panic.

His face was ashamed and annoyed.

Looking around, I couldn't find my book "The Analects of Confucius" that I had studied hard for many years.

A few smart personal soldiers quickly searched for the direction where the bamboo slips flew away just now.

After finding it, Zhang Wen took the bamboo slips, and Yu Xian was gone long ago.

Zhang Wen couldn't help but angrily, "Don't you guys, don't you know to keep an eye on it?"

The soldiers looked at each other.

Even Zhang Wen is not the opponent of that person, so what can these people be considered?

Zhang Wen suffered a small loss, but he was not willing to accept it. With his responsibilities, he would continue to chase and kill the thief no matter what.

He held the bamboo slips in his hand and immediately became bolder.

The eyes of the sky that were closed on his forehead opened again, trying hard to find the breath left by Yu Xian.

It was also Yu Xian who was not very lucky.

His military tactics of swallowing smoke and fog and other methods of spying are useless, but as a general of the guard, Zhang Wen shoulders the important task of defense in the imperial city, and his sky eye can see some clues.

Zhang Wen looked at the direction where Yu Xian was heading, and his face couldn't help but look ugly, "No! This thief broke into the Beigong. I'm afraid this is an assassin sent by someone with ulterior motives!"

Zhang Wen didn't care about anything else now and quickly led his personal soldiers to chase him.

Yu Xian was vaguely bumping into the crowd.

When I gradually saw the situation in front of me, my heart couldn't help but feel a slap.

"Oh no, I was just trying to avoid Zhang Wen before, but now I am getting further and further away from Zhenguan Office. If I can't succeed this time, I have to do it again. However, Zhang Wen will definitely not give up after this lesson. If he uses this method next time, he will definitely hit his gun."

Yu Xian was thinking, and suddenly a group of feather forests came out from behind a hall in front of him.

These soldiers were whispering while walking. When someone looked up, they saw Yu Xian hesitating there.

Yu Xian's night clothes became the best proof of identity.

I heard someone scream, "There is an assassin!"

Almost at the same time, the entire Yulin Guards drew their bows and arrows and shot at Yu Xian.

Yu Xian frowned.

Now the noise is getting bigger and bigger, and it is probably not that easy to get out of here.

Yu Xian took several steps back, avoided the first wave of shooting, and then took out a handful of beans from his sleeve and threw them into the air.

He also muttered something, and activated the military strategy of sprinkling beans into soldiers.

Yu Xian immediately felt a large amount of killing power being consumed from the tiger talisman, and then countless auras were sank from Yu Xian into beans.

As soon as the beans fell to the ground, they seemed to explode with flowers, and tall and strong soldiers rushed out of them.

These soldiers were black-clothed and black armored, holding sharp blades, and looked extremely fierce.

Those Yulin Guards had never seen such a magical method before, and they all said in shock, "What kind of magic is this?"

"Is it a trick!"

"Be careful, everyone!"

Yu Xian looked at the Yulin Guards, raised his eyebrows provocatively, and then snapped his fingers.

The puppet soldiers controlled by the power of killing immediately rushed towards the Yulin Guard.

The leader Yulin Lang is named Jiang Ning. He has read several military books, and he seems to have seen this strange method from somewhere.

When the soldiers rushed over, he was shocked, "No! This is not a trick, this is a military tactic that has been lost!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Yulin Guards who were guarding the front had been chopped to the ground by the black-armored soldiers.

Even the others were retreating step by step in resistance.

Jiang Ning felt chill in his heart.

If it is military tactics, then the person who came would probably be a military general in the army. Otherwise, there would be no sufficient killing power to provide support.

That military general sneaked into the palace in the middle of the night. How could the plot be simple?

Jiang Ning shouted without hesitation, "Everyone follow me, let's fight out, and let General Wei deal with the evil spirits quickly."

Jiang Ning took the remaining Yulin Guards and shouted loudly while fighting desperately.

Yu Xian's bean sprinkling was limited in scope, so he didn't dare to mess with him anymore.

Now that the Yulin Guard has broken his whereabouts, he will probably have to beat the golden drum soon and search the entire palace.

Yu Xian must try to get out of the city from Beigong before this.

Fortunately, as time passed, the Confucianism in Yu Xian gradually began to collapse and disappear.

Yu Xian tried to make a few sounds. Although it was a little dry and ugly, it finally did not affect the communication.

The scenery in front of him was no longer like watching flowers in the fog, and began to return to his original state.

Yu Xian felt relieved. He carefully identified it and continued along the palace road.

During this period, Yu Xian met many Yulin Guards who were patrolling the night.

Yu Xian always painted the gourds and dragged them with a handful of beans.

The only time when there is a little trouble, although Beigong and Nangong are both within the imperial city, Beigong, as the emperor's bedroom, is actually somewhat separated from Nangong.

Yu Xian already knew the weakness of the palace city ban this time. He did not go through the main entrance and randomly searched for an unguarded palace wall and entered the North Palace.

Yu Xian took the opportunity to look inside the imperial city while standing higher.

The Yulin Guards who were dragged by bean sprinklers had gathered and followed the guard Zhang Wen toward the north city.

Yu Xian looked inside the Beigong again and thought to himself that looking at the tight defense here, it is probably Dong Zhuo who entered the palace again tonight.

This guy is surrounded by someone like Lu Bu, so it is difficult to break through.

Yu Xian was afraid of Lu Bu's bravery and did not dare to go deeper. After getting off the palace wall, he had to find a place to hide.

It was late at night, and although there was moonlight, there was silence everywhere.

Yu Xian walked and looked up and was surprised.

"Hey, why did you come to Zhangtai Hall?"

Zhangtai Hall is Princess Yangping's residence. If Dong Zhuo happened to come to do something miserable to this young lady, Yu Xian would be unable to bear it.

“This place is not good, so it’s better to leave early.”

Yu Xian muttered and planned to leave, but he thought that as soon as he turned, he could hear a vague voice.

Yu Xian was surprised and sneaked over and took a look.

I saw an eight or nine-year-old child sitting stubbornly under the steps, an old eunuch was trying to persuade him in his ear.

This is?

Emperor Liu Xie of the Han Dynasty?

Yu Xian's heart moved, and he remembered the child he had seen in the copy, and he slowly met the number in his heart.

Just as Yu Xian was speculating why Liu Xie appeared here.

The palace gate of Zhangtai Hall was gently opened, and a beautiful young woman of twenty-eight or nine years old was wearing a light dress and came out from inside. Then a little maid came out from inside, looking into the hall from time to time nervously.

The beautiful young woman looked at Liu Xie in front of her with a complicated look on her face.

Then he gently stroked Liu Xie's head and whispered something.

The old eunuch next to him also carefully persuaded him.

Liu Xie listened silently, then his shoulders trembled, as if sobbing.

Yu Xian was a little surprised.

This is?

Princess Yangping.
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