Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

"Sir, there is no one in the palace. Captain Tang has already searched it." A guard reminded.

Su Xuan said, "It's okay. Check it again. Maybe there will be clues. Go to the side halls and the study room at the back to check."

"Yes."

Su Xuan led two people back into the main hall. With a quick glance, he saw that except for a few corpses on the ground, everything in the hall was in order and there was nothing unusual.

He lifted the pearl curtain and entered the Queen's bedroom. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he saw a jade ruyi left on the phoenix couch, pointing diagonally to the northeast.

This seemingly insignificant detail gave Su Xuan an idea. The Empress's phoenix bed was neat and tidy, so how could there be an extra Ruyi out of nowhere? It was clearly sending me a message.

Yes! The Queen is in Ruyi Pavilion in Beiwusuo!

He was a death warrior planted by Chen in Longjinwei early on, to protect the queen's safety or execute the queen's secret orders at critical moments.

Su Xuan made a judgment instantly, so he hurried out to gather his troops and headed straight for the North Five Office to cover the whereabouts of the Queen.
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Jia Cong stood on the steps, watching Feng Ziying leave, and looking at the fireworks signals coming from the sky from far away, he knew that Niu Jizon and others had started a rebellion.

"Sir, there are more than 3,000 soldiers at the front gate and more than 1,000 soldiers at the back gate, all carrying artillery." Cheng Lingsu stepped forward and reported.

Jia Cong snorted coldly and shouted, "Fugui, lead 200 people to guard the inner house! Tietou, lead 500 people to charge out from the back door! Yuanba, lead the rest of the people, follow me to charge out from the front door!"

"We have received the order!" The two brothers Du Dapeng and Du Fugui hurriedly took their men there.

"Lingsu, where are the ambush troops?" Jia Cong asked, tilting his head.

"Everyone in his place."

"Good!" Jia Cong shouted, "Beat the drums! All troops, attack!"

Boom, boom, boom! The heavy and dense sound of war drums rang out, and the Modao Army marched in neat steps, following Feng Ziying's footsteps, slowly stepped out of the mansion gate and walked onto Ningrong Street.

At this time, the military formation had already been formed on the street which was dozens of feet wide. The imperial guards under Feng Ziying, the Yulin Guards, and the infantry commander's office soldiers had their bows strung and their swords drawn, ready for battle.

"Quick, fire!" Feng Ziying roared and ran back to his camp. He knew the strengths and weaknesses of the Modao Army very well. If they were allowed to push over, even with a few thousand or even tens of thousands of people, they would not be able to resist them in such a cramped terrain.

Yan Jie, the commander-in-chief of the Nine Gates, was well prepared. With a wave of his hand, all the soldiers quickly moved to the sides, revealing more than a dozen red cannons behind them. The black muzzles of the cannons were facing the torrent of steel that was slowly pouring out from the five gates. If they fired at close range, one round would be enough to smash the Modao formation.

"Fire!" Yan Jie shouted coldly without hesitation.

Ten soldiers holding torches lit the fuse on the cannon at the same time.

The fuse was emitting white smoke and burning with a hissing sound, like a death warrant, and it was instantly stuck to the forehead of the Modao soldier. No flesh and blood body could withstand the power of the artillery.

The officers and soldiers were afraid of being hit by the armor pieces that were blown off the enemy's bodies, so they slowly retreated and kept their distance.

Looking at the Modao Army walking out calmly and forming a square formation in front of the door, as if they wanted to use their bodies to block the cannons, Yan Jie smiled coldly.

court death!

"Kill!" Suddenly, shouts of killing were heard behind him, and dozens of black shadows suddenly jumped down from the houses on the side of the road, each holding a long and narrow blade. They instantly cut into the formation of the government troops. The swords flashed, blood splattered, and dozens of government troops fell to the ground, and the area around the artillery was empty.

Ding! More than ten sounds of metal clashing rang out almost simultaneously, and all the fuses on the cannon were cut off.

"kill!"

Before the government troops could react, they heard another loud roar, and hundreds of men with red scarves suddenly rushed out from the shops and houses behind them, holding different weapons and looking brave, and they directly engaged in fighting with the government troops.

In an instant, screams rang out one after another, tearing through the night sky.

"Kill the enemy!" Yan Jie rode on his horse and busily directed his subordinates to divide their forces and kill the enemy who attacked from behind.

"Quick! Fire!" Feng Ziying shouted and personally led his men to the front of the artillery.

But a young man holding two swords came forward, and his hands danced into two balls of broken silver. He killed four or five government soldiers in a breath, and rushed towards Feng Ziying without hesitation.

Feng Ziying raised his spear and started stabbing, fighting with him. As soon as the fight started, he felt that the opponent's sword was sharp and could penetrate any hole. He was in danger repeatedly after a few rounds. If it were not for the timely protection of the government soldiers beside him, he would probably have lost his head.

Zuo Xiaodao spun around, the sharp blade flashing across his waist, instantly cutting off seven or eight spears that were thrusting at him, and shouted, "Destroy the artillery carriage!"

"Go!" Several big men wielding heavy weapons such as copper sticks and iron maces shouted in unison, and at the same time swung them at the wheel hub of the cannon!
There were several bangs, wood blocks flew everywhere, several wheels were smashed to pieces, and the cannon fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Yan Jie's eyes were red with anger as he watched the Mo Dao soldiers approaching step by step, with their heavy and slender Mo Daos raised high. He shouted hurriedly, "Meet the enemy from the front and back! Spear formation!"

"Fuck you!" Zhang Yuanba roared while picking up the copper hammer. He had already pounced on them. With his arms spread out, five or six people were knocked flying. Then he focused on Yan Jie and rushed forward to kill him, like an elephant stepping into a mud pit, splashing countless blood, flesh and mud.

Yan Jie's heart trembled as he saw his two hammers waving wildly, gradually turning into two balls of yellow light. Anyone who was touched would die, and anyone who was touched would die. The surrounding government troops had already been frightened and retreated one after another, not daring to go up to resist.

What a beast! Where did Jia Cong find such a beast?
Yan Jie swallowed his saliva, feeling somewhat desperate. Although he was a military scholar and in his prime, he did not dare to go up and take the blow.

"One, two, kill!"

The Modao Army shouted slogans and ignored the spears that were stabbing at them. Hundreds of sword lights slashed down from the air at once!

Bang! Everything in front of my eyes was empty. Hundreds of soldiers were cut in half, blood and internal organs were all over the ground, and many of the half bodies were still wailing and wriggling on the ground.

How could the soldiers of the Infantry Commander's Office withstand such a battle? They couldn't even defeat the soldiers from the Beijing camp who rioted last time, let alone the Modao Army?
After this blow of the sword, they lost all their courage and retreated in a hurry, huddling together, all with a look of fear on their faces. If it weren't for Yan Jie's strict military law, they would have fled in all directions.

"Don't retreat! Kill them!" Yan Jie shouted angrily, and ordered his personal soldiers to kill seven or eight soldiers in a row before he could stabilize the position and rush towards the Modao Army again with his spear in hand.

Here, Zhang Yuanba had already fought his way through and joined up with the ninjas and the best fighters from Hydra and the White Lotus. With such strong support, everyone's morale was greatly boosted. Although they were few in number, they were well-trained. They temporarily tied down several hundred government troops and successfully destroyed all the artillery vehicles.

The same thing happened at the front and back doors. All the artillery brought by Yan Jie was destroyed without even a single shot being fired.

Feng Ziying was horrified when he saw this. He had never expected that Jia Cong had been prepared and had arranged an ambush in advance. Fortunately, he was also prepared. He hurriedly shouted, "Bring the net and subdue the man with the hammer first!"

"Yes!" Two guards came out with a special fishing net, walked behind Zhang Yuanba and threw it hard. The pitch-black net was almost invisible in the darkness and it was neatly covered on him.

The net was decorated with many magnets, and anyone who got caught would instantly stick to Zhang Yuanba's armor and couldn't get away for a while.

The government troops nearby were overjoyed and shouted in unison. More than a dozen spears stabbed at him at the same time. With several muffled "pu" sounds, several spear heads broke through the armor defense and pierced into Zhang Yuanba's body.

Roar! Zhang Yuanba roared in pain, and turned around suddenly, causing more than a dozen soldiers to fly and fall.

"Kill!" Feng Ziying scored a victory with one strike and hurriedly ordered the government troops to attack again.

"Yuan Ba!" Jia Cong was shocked. He didn't expect Feng Ziying to have the fishing net. However, Zhang Yuanba was now surrounded. He stood at the gate and it was too late to rescue him. But seeing blood filling Zhang Yuanba's pupils, he loosened his grip. With two bangs, the copper hammer fell to the ground. Then he spread his ten fingers, grabbed the fishing net and pulled it with all his strength. With a beeping sound like frying beans, the sturdy fishing net was slowly torn apart!
"Good!" Jia Cong was overjoyed. If Zhang Yuanba could escape, ordinary soldiers would have no chance of killing him unless they had a brave general like himself who could attack the gaps in his armor with extremely sophisticated tactics.

Feng Ziying was also startled and shouted, "Bring the net!"

Then another seven or eight fishing nets were thrown up one after another, completely tying up Zhang Yuanba like a dumpling, and there was no way to tear him apart.

Jia Cong was shocked and angry. He was about to pick up his gun and ride his horse to rescue her, but was stopped by Cheng Lingsu.

"Master, look!"

But seeing Zhang Yuanba in danger, Zuo Xiaodao caught a glimpse of it with his peripheral vision, and immediately rolled on the ground and rushed in front of him. The sword light danced so densely that it was like a net of light, blocking in front of him and killing the surrounding government troops.

At the same time, two graceful and slender figures jumped down from the roof, each holding a long sword, moving like ghosts. With flashing swords, they instantly killed seven or eight government soldiers and protected Zhang Yuanba.

When Jia Cong saw the two of them, he exclaimed. Although Si Niang and Qiu Wei were skilled in martial arts, the rain of guns and arrows in the battlefield was different from the fighting in the rivers and lakes. If they were not careful, they would die.

Not daring to watch the fight anymore, he jumped onto his horse's back and shouted, "Get out of the way!" Then he lightly kicked the horse's belly and charged forward along the path opened by the Modao army.

When Feng Ziying saw Jia Cong coming to kill him, he shouted, "Stop Jia Cong! Whoever takes his head will be rewarded with ten thousand gold coins and be granted hereditary nobility!"

There will always be brave men when there is a big reward, and immediately hundreds of people rushed towards Jia Cong.

"Come on!" Jia Cong shouted, and used his legs to control the horse to charge left and right. His spear shook violently, exploding into thousands of pear blossoms, which made a hissing sound in the air from time to time, madly harvesting lives.

"Deal with these guys first!" Feng Ziying turned around and shouted, ignoring Jia Cong.

"Yes!" Dozens of people surrounded Zhang Yuanba, Zuo Xiaodao, Yang Siniang, and Bai Qiuwei, forming a spear formation and stabbing forward.

Yang Si Niang and Bai Qiuwei relied on their agility and the swords in their hands to cut off countless spear heads. They fought and retreated, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Save Yuan Ba ​​first!"

Zuo Xiaodao understood, and rolled down to the ground where the guns could not reach. He used the Night Fight in All Directions move, cutting off countless legs. Amid the screams of the government troops, he rolled back flexibly, then jumped up and shouted, "Yuanba, don't move!"

Zhang Yuanba quickly straightened his body, and felt a shock on his back. A sharp weapon came from top to bottom and fiercely scratched the large shield behind him. Two strings of sparks burst out under the blade.

Zhang Yuanba stretched out his arms and felt his body lighten. He knew the fishing net had been chopped apart. He tore the tattered fishing net off his body and threw it aside. He picked up the copper hammer with a grim smile and shouted, "Ladies, follow me!"

After saying that, he rushed forward towards the spear formation, hitting left and right with his hammers, and waving them in front of him. In an instant, he expanded the encirclement a lot and charged towards Jia Cong.

The government troops did not dare to stop them and retreated one after another.

Yang Si Niang and Bai Qiuwei felt the pressure greatly reduced when they followed him, and they concentrated on dealing with the spears that were stabbing at them from both sides from time to time.

Here, Jia Cong was sitting high on his horse. Seeing that the siege of Zhang Yuanba and others was lifted, he felt relieved and his spear movements became more steady and precise. With the help of dozens of Modao soldiers who accompanied him as guards, he easily killed his way through the enemy formation until he reached Feng Ziying's horse.

Feng Ziying held his spear tightly, knowing that he was no match for the enemy, but he still rode forward and shouted, "All soldiers, follow me to kill the enemy!"

However, he didn't know that all the soldiers had already been defeated by the Modao Army, so they could not follow him to kill the bandits. They could only watch him rush towards Jia Cong like moths to a flame.

Jia Cong gently pushed his spear to stop his spear and shouted, "Ziying! Surrender and I won't kill you!"

Feng Ziying shouted angrily: "If you want to die in battle, you must win. If you want to surrender, you must win! Watch out!" Then he twisted his gun and fought again, stabbing Jia Cong in the face.

"You're looking for death!" Jia Cong shouted loudly, and used both arms to block his gun barrel again. Then he turned the gun tip and put it against his throat.

"Don't force me to kill you!" Jia Cong suppressed the murderous intent in his heart and shouted.

"Kill!" Feng Ziying's eyes were red, he seemed to hear nothing, he shouted loudly, ignoring the tip of the gun at his throat, and instead thrust the gun straight into Jia Cong's armpit.

Swish! Jia Cong gritted his teeth and thrust his spear forward, instantly piercing Feng Ziying's throat. The three-edged spear head pierced out from the back of his neck, and thick blood flowed down the blood trough like water.

Feng Ziying's strength was instantly drained away, and the spear in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. He looked at Jia Cong, wanting to say something but unable to, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth. He forced a smile and fell off his horse.

Jia Cong put away his spear with a cold face and shouted, "Kill them!"

"Kill!" The Modao soldiers shouted in unison, advanced like a wall, swung their swords like wheels, and killed and hacked at them.

As if in response to Jia Cong's order, the sound of horse hooves could be heard at the street corner. More than two hundred riders rushed in, and at the same time, dozens of crossbow arrows shot fiercely into the government army's formation.

The leaders were none other than Lei Tai, Kong Xing, Jie Hui, Wang Fei and other four trusted generals that Jia Cong brought from Liaodong.

"I am too late for rescue, please punish me!" Lei Tai said loudly.

Jia Cong laughed and said, "You're just in time. Rescue my two wives first!" Then he pointed the gun.

"Understood sir!" Kong Xing and Lei Tai were not used to horse fighting, so they dismounted and led more than a hundred riders to attack Zhang Yuanba.

Xie Hui commanded his elite troops and used the Shenbi bow to continuously shoot and kill the government troops.

Jia Cong shouted: "Those who surrender will not be killed!"

"Those who surrender will not be killed!" the soldiers shouted in unison.

The commander of the Yulin Guards was killed, and all the soldiers were frightened by Jia Cong's might. The soldiers of the Infantry Commander's Office were even more unbearable. They dared not confront the Modao Army head-on, and they all shrank back and looked at Yan Jie.

When Yan Jie saw Jia Cong looking at him, he knew that the situation was hopeless. The streets were full of people and horses, crowded together, and he couldn't run away. He thought he was doomed, so he dismounted, knelt on the ground, and said, "I surrender."

Jia Cong smiled and said, "That's right, stop."

Everyone took the order and slowly separated and returned to their own camps.

"Yan Jie, send someone to the back door to pick up your people." Jia Cong said.

"Yes." Yan Jie hurriedly ordered his confidants to rush away.

Suddenly, a man came galloping on horseback and said, "Shao Bao, the new army has arrived and is attacking Chaoyang Gate! The various camps of the Beijing army are fighting outside the city."

Jia Cong said, "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Xianglian. Lei Tai, Yan Jie, take your men to welcome the new army into the city."

"Order!"

Yan Jie was overjoyed. It seemed that he had made the right bet. Jia Cong really had a new army. (End of this chapter)