The emperor quietly looked at the civil and military ministers kneeling all over the ground, and then looked at the second prince who was ashamed in front. [26nbsp;] He kept his head down and almost kowtowed into the soil.
The emperor was not humble and anxious to ask them to flatten, so he let them kneel on the ground like this. It was drizzling again in the sky, and the plum blossoms in the distance emitted a burst of fragrance. The weather was already very cold. Kneeling on the ground, of course it was not
It tasted and was not comfortable, but the emperor still did not ask them to be flat.
After a while, a guard ran up, who was the commander of the Imperial Guard. His voice was full of energy, and the entire plum blossom forest could be heard: "... There were 65 assassins in total, all of them were masked killers in black, and they were scattered at the foot of the mountain.
Three directions, responding to each other, but none of them escaped and were killed. Five of them were captured alive, but they quickly committed suicide... Your Majesty, no living words left..."
The emperor waited for a while before saying loudly: "It seems that this assassin is really well-planned. Alas, think about it, what kind of strength can make these assassins devote themselves to death and feel at home? Who is this person? Why is it so big?
The courage??”
Everyone, look at me, I look at you.
The Second Prince and others kept kneeling, and he felt as if he was cut off when he heard this. The dead soldiers he raised lost some of them when he was chasing the Third Prince. This time, in order to assassinate the emperor, almost all the troops were dispatched, but,
It is equivalent to the entire army being wiped out. He consciously recruited and raised these dead soldiers since he was fifteen. Until now, it has taken more than ten years and consumed countless gold and silver costs. He was originally dealing with any of his
When they were political enemies, they were invincible, but now they were killed by the emperor, and none of them were left behind.
Without a living, of course, there is no way to investigate the master behind the scenes, which is also the only comfort he has received.
However, the emperor's eyes were like a torch, and he kept sweeping around everyone's faces. Everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to touch His Majesty's gaze at all.
"Have you found out the source of these assassins?"
"Let's go back to your Majesty, look at the outfits of these assassins. Some of them are from Datan, some are from Gaoche, some are from Gaoli, and some are from Han..."
The emperor listened carefully, "What a guy, all kinds of people are complete, it's like the Eight-Nation Alliance burning the Old Summer Palace." He remained calm: "Bring all the killers up for me to see..."