1054. Chapter 1054 Waking up from a dream is the ending of nothingness
The group of people went straight to the imperial study, but they did not know that not long after they left, a group of men in black appeared from the lake, emerged from the water and followed them.
A fire outside the palace could be seen inside the palace. Although it was still silent, everyone was very nervous.
In the imperial study, the lights were bright, and the servants standing outside the room were already walking back and forth like ants on a hot pot. They didn't know what the Khan was planning, whether to fight or surrender. They also didn't understand Yunnan.
What will happen after the king forces the palace? Should they be released or killed? They are servants. At this time, it seems that they have no choice at all about what to do. Everything is like a knife hanging in the air, and the rope holding the knife is in someone else's hand.
inside.
Suddenly, a group of dozens of shadow guards rushed out from the black shadow on the side. Because of their speed, the two guards had already been killed before everyone could see the coming people clearly.
Blood splattered on the bluestone floor in front of the imperial study room. Everything seemed to happen too fast, and the servants had no time to dodge, so fast that they had no chance to shout.
Dozens of shadow guards are the sharpest force in the Yunnan Palace, and among them are the cavalry who have followed Hu Gechi to fight on the battlefield all year round. This group of people totals about sixty people, with strong and well-trained martial arts, and a tacit understanding of cooperation.
And they are very experienced. Such a group of assassins, unless they are surrounded by thousands of people, can definitely break through the encirclement and achieve their goals.
The sword shines brightly, and each sword harvests a life.
At this moment, a whistle suddenly sounded in the Imperial Study Room. The whistle was loud and reverberated throughout the Qian Palace.
Before the whistle blew, a group of secret guards rushed out from the shadows in all directions. The same black clothes, the same superb martial arts, and the same tacit understanding.
"kill……"
Hu Gechi shouted angrily, the scimitar in his hand was like a bright moon, and his figure flashed with cold light and rushed directly to the front.
The opponents were all secret guards, top-notch masters. In addition to those who had been protecting the Khan all year round, there were also elites from the prince's palace. One of them shouted softly, and the knife in his hand had already met Hu Gechi who was rushing towards him.
This is a duel between the pinnacles, and everyone is trying their best. At this time, it is no longer possible to judge whether one is alive or dead, and there is no way to distinguish right from wrong.
Brother Hu's red scimitar was extremely sharp. It was a weapon that accompanied him in battles all year round. A murderous aura shrouded the surrounding area, and there was an invisible cold breath even on the scimitar.
Knives collided with each other, and the opponent groaned and was forced to take a few steps back. Unwilling to admit defeat, he wanted to pick up the knife again and rush towards him, but unfortunately the sweet smell in his chest could not be suppressed no matter what, and he spat it out with a "poof" sound.
Hu Gechi's eyes were as cold as ice, and he waved the knife in his hand again, heading straight for the secret guard mercilessly. There was a red ribbon on his arm, which fluttered with the scimitar he waved, like a
The strands are as dazzling as the blood flowing in the water.
The opponent supported his body and raised his sword again, and struck out continuously, and the moves were extremely cruel. It was a pity that he still underestimated Yunnan Wang Hu Gechi, who was known as the God of War, and underestimated Shura on the battlefield.
"Pfft"
The scimitar pierced the body. Hu Gechi's eyes only paused for a moment before he raised his foot and kicked the person away. The blade was pulled out with force, and blood flowed down the smooth blade surface.
Holding the knife tightly with his long and strong hands, he strode towards the brightly lit imperial study.