Yi Xin as a concubine

Chapter 192 The fisherman gets a profit

The red sun is rising, dyeing the earth bloody. This is probably the quietest morning in history.

The ten-mile-long street was filled with smoke, broken walls and corpses everywhere, without a trace of life.

In the imperial palace, ministers usually did not dare to look directly at each other during court sessions. In front of the majestic Wuwei Palace, on the spacious square, the two groups of people were facing each other in silence.

The second prince and the third prince each rode a tall horse, wearing silver armor. Compared with their usual gorgeous clothes, they looked more heroic, after all, they came from wealthy families.

Let me ask you, have you ever seen a wealthy family taking an ugly woman as a concubine?

On the other hand, the fifth prince was leaning lazily in a sedan chair carried by four people, looking at the two brothers opposite him with a look of complacency and determination, as if the golden chair in the hall behind him was already waving at him.

"Second brother, third brother, we are all brothers, why do we have to fight each other, right?"

"The two of you together can only tie with my people. Even if you can beat my brother, can you take turns to sit on that chair?

"Second brother, one, three, five. Three, two, four, six. Hahahahahaha..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The sarcastic expression and complacent tone caused the people behind him to laugh as well.

The second prince and the third prince were originally a temporary alliance, and both of them looked unhappy when they heard this.

"If you want to fight, then fight. Why waste your words? Are you afraid, Fifth Brother?" The Third Prince sneered with his remaining anger.

The Fifth Prince was young after all, and could not stand provocation. When the other party provoked him, he immediately sat up straight and shouted angrily: "If you don't accept my toast, don't blame me for being cruel!"

He raised his arm and shouted, "Kill them all!"

The flames of war broke out at the touch of a button. Suddenly, the sounds of swords clashing, screams of killing, and blood splattering were intertwined. The scene was so bloody and tragic that people dared not look directly at it.

The sun had risen to mid-sky, and the air became scorching hot. The smell of blood became stronger and stronger under the scorching sunlight, and it was almost nauseating.

The fifth prince took out his folding fan and fanned it in front of his nose with disdain. He ordered impatiently, "How rude! It's just killing a person, but you made it so bloody. Carry me to a cool place."

He has already regarded the throne as his own, and even changed his self-proclaimed name. Judging from his proficiency in it, he must have said it more than once or twice in private.

The second prince and the third prince were different from the fifth prince. They had been at the border with the old emperor. They were once young men with high spirits and armed forces. After so many years of luxury, their skills on horseback and with their hands had become rusty, but their basic skills were still there. With the support of their guards, they could occasionally chop down one or two men.

Seeing that the Fifth Prince had left the battle, the Second Prince smiled grimly and nodded implicitly from some inconspicuous place. A figure immediately disappeared from the spot, and the next second he was heading towards the destination that the Fifth Prince was going to.

In another direction, the Third Prince casually waved the sword in his hand, but his eyes were always fixed on the direction of the Second Prince. When he saw him give the order, he pulled the corner of his mouth, and a ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

The war became more and more intense. Those who survived the melee were almost all covered in blood, both their own and the enemy's. Their eyes were also bloodshot. They said they were bloodshot, and this was probably what they looked like.

"There is an assassin, protect the master."

In the chaos, a loud shout suddenly rang out. Some people were stunned for a moment and lost their lives, but some people were emotionally stable and were not affected at all.

The four men who were carrying the fifth prince steadily lowered the sedan chair and quickly pulled out the weapons hidden at the bottom of the sedan chair. Two of them met the enemy, while two others guarded them. They were well-organized and obviously well-trained.

The second prince watched from afar as the four men cooperated well with each other and attacked ruthlessly. He suppressed his disappointment and angrily kicked over an attacking enemy. The man did not get up for a long time, which showed how much strength he had used.

The Third Prince naturally did not miss the situation on the Fifth Prince's side. Seeing the Second Prince's men fail, he cried out in his heart that it was a pity, and at the same time secretly cursed the Second Prince's men for being useless.

He glanced in the direction of the Second Prince with disdain, and his left hand inadvertently touched the jade pendant on his waist. The jade pendant slid silently, making a crisp cracking sound when it came into contact with the stone slabs on the ground, which was soon drowned out by the sounds of fighting and wailing, and did not attract anyone's attention.

However, if you look closely, you will find an inconspicuous soldier on the edge of the battlefield, quietly withdrawing from the battle circle and slowly disappearing into the shadows.

The fifth prince hid in the shadow of the corridor like a spectator, excitedly commenting on the swordplay and life-and-death struggle on the battlefield. He did not notice that danger was coming again.

The fighting in the battle circle became more and more intense. The temporary alliance of the Second Prince and the Third Prince was obviously no match for the Fifth Prince's regular army. The fewer the remaining people, the more obvious their disadvantage became. Without coordination and fighting alone, they were easily defeated.

With fewer guards, the second prince and the third prince were bound to get injured. The two brothers looked at each other and saw determination in each other's eyes.

"Come on!"

"Kill!"

The two of them ran towards the enemy at the same time. The momentum they burst out at that moment really had a bit of royal majesty.

At the same time, the person in the dark secretly pulled the bowstring to its full extent, the arrow shone with a cold light, and rushed towards the third prince with a whistling sound.

"careful!"

A loud shout came from somewhere, and the four sedan bearers swiftly drew their weapons and made blocking gestures. Two feather arrows at different angles were shot down in an instant.

After the sedan bearer shot down the feather arrow, he was about to turn around to protect his master when the sound of a sharp arrow breaking through the air was heard again, heading straight for the Fifth Prince's face. It was so fast and powerful that it carried an unstoppable momentum.

It was obviously impossible to shoot it down. The nearest bearer gritted his teeth and flew forward, trying to block the arrow with his body, but he underestimated the power of the arrow.

"puff!"

The feather arrow pierced through the flesh, and bright red blood splashed out.

The boiling liquid, like lava, hit the Fifth Prince who was blocked by the sedan bearers behind him. The Fifth Prince was born in a wealthy family and had never experienced such a scene before. He just stood there in a daze.

"Get away!"

"Fifth Prince!"

"careful!"

The three sedan bearers who rushed over were furious, but no matter how much they shouted, it was of no avail. The remaining force of the arrow carried the injured sedan bearer and smashed towards the third prince.

"puff!"

The Fifth Prince opened his eyes wide in horror, looking at the arrow that was stuck right in his chest in disbelief, and forgot the pain for a moment.

By the time Imperial Noble Consort Xie, Prime Minister Xie and their companions, who had been hiding in the main hall to watch the show, stumbled over, the Fifth Prince was already breathing in more than out.

Noble Concubine Xie held her son's increasingly cold body, wailing loudly. Her extreme heartache turned into extreme hatred, and she gave orders to her generals without hesitation.

"Kill them, kill them for me."

However, the situation has changed. The commander-in-chief is dead. What is the meaning of their fight? Who will they obey after the victory? Are they going to submit to the leadership of a woman?

As he thought about it, the speed of his swordsmen couldn't help but slow down. Seeing that the other party was hesitating, the Second Prince and the Third Prince knew how to let go of such a good opportunity. They swung their swords more steadily and neatly.

Just as the situation on the battlefield was gradually turning around, the sound of arrows breaking through the air was heard again. This time it was not just one or two arrows, but a dense rain of arrows that made people's scalps tingle.

Arrows rained down and screams rang out one after another. In just a few moments, only a few people were able to stand up on the battlefield.

"Second uncle, third uncle, fifth uncle...oh, no, Grandmother Imperial Concubine, how are you?"

A grinning, complacent voice came closer with the sun behind it, and only when it got closer could everyone see the person clearly.

"Ning Ye, you little beast, return my son's life to me."

Noble Consort Xie was also an extremely intelligent woman, otherwise she would not have been able to dominate the harem for so many years. When she saw the group of soldiers following Ning Ye, what was there for her to not understand? Among the motley crowd under the Second and Third Princes, how could there be anyone who was so skilled in using arrows?

"Why are you so angry, Grandmother Imperial Concubine? It's just a matter of success or failure. I'll let you go downstairs to accompany Fifth Uncle soon. Don't be anxious!" He was obviously a young man in the prime of his life, but his words were so sinister and cruel that they made people feel cold all over.

"Take them all."

"Yes!" the soldier replied.

His voice was like a loud bell and full of confidence. He was obviously a well-trained, iron-blooded man who had experienced real war.

"What a great plan! It's time to go." Two men slowly emerged from the dark. It was the former fourth prince "Ning Mo", and the young man beside her was the crown prince's eldest son - Ning Pei.