Chapter 11

Outside the tunnel of King Jiang's mausoleum.

In a long stone corridor, a group of killers with white cloth tied on their hands approached the tunnel. The lights on the wall reflected their calm faces. The guard guarding the entrance of the tunnel saw the man in front and said with a smile: "it's the Lord of Nighthawk hall. I don't know what the Lord of Nighthawk hall is doing here, but the Lord ordered the Lord of Nighthawk to check the tunnel?"

The Nighthawk is thin and doesn't look powerful, but everyone in the hall of killing knows that the Nighthawk is a practitioner who has entered the Taoist realm and has fought for the hall of killing for ten years. It can be said that it has worked hard and made great achievements. But now the Nighthawk didn't want to talk much. He reached out and took a white cloth from his arms and tied it to his arm. The guard felt something wrong, but it was too late. The Nighthawk had pulled out the long knife around his waist and shouted, "kill, don't leave a living mouth!"

The Nighthawk is a practitioner who enters the Taoist realm. The experts who should guard the tunnel have been summoned by the temple Lord to discuss major events. Naturally, the Nighthawk knows what major events are. Naturally, it is to assemble a large army and invade the capital. But it also gave the Nighthawk the chance to have the easiest time to start.

The Nighthawk waved Sen Han's long knife in his hand and split the guards who blocked him in half. Holding the bloody long knife obliquely, he continued to move forward. His Sabre technique is famous for its treachery. Even the experts who entered the Taoist realm are terrified when they fight with him. At the moment, killing these practitioners who can't smell the Taoist realm is like a tiger into a pack of wolves.

The Nighthawk once again waved a knife to solve the three people, divided the three bodies, shouted at his back: "quickly solve these people, otherwise we will have no chance to withdraw!"

More than 100 people behind them quickly approached the tunnel, and constantly fought with more than 50 guards with long knives in their hands.

With the Nighthawk, the other party has no resistance at all, but with the Kung Fu of a cup of tea, there is a river of blood on the ground.

The Nighthawk looked at the tunnels. In order to facilitate the rapid evacuation of the army, these tunnels are not narrow and supported by wood. The Nighthawk looked at them and waved, "cut all these load-bearing trees."

What he brings at the moment is elite. Cutting these load-bearing trees is just a knife.

Seeing that these load-bearing trees were cut off one by one and destroyed the load-bearing trees for a distance of 100 feet, all the killers under them withdrew. The Nighthawk looked at the cracked tunnel top, flew up, and waved a palm towards the tunnel top, roaring!

Without the load-bearing wood, the crumbling tunnel collapsed at the moment.

The Nighthawk nodded with satisfaction and waved, "let's break through!"

Behind the Nighthawk, a confidant said, "Nighthawk, can we really win this battle? Originally, the killer palace was found and can be withdrawn, but now, the tunnel has been destroyed, and they have no way out. His highness, the son of the world, has only gathered 30000 troops at most. "

The Nighthawk took a cold look at the confidant and shouted, "remember, we are sergeants. As sergeants, we only need to obey orders. Whether we can win or not is not something we should consider. Let's go!"

In the main Tomb of the hall of killing.

The temple Lord sitting on the throne looked at the surrounding hall masters, "have all the hall masters arrived?"

The bodyguard nearby said, "only the Nighthawk hall leader is missing."

The temple Lord didn't care much and said, "I can't wait for him. Tell him later."

The temple Lord got up and said with a smile, "I know you've been curious about my identity. Today, I'll tell you my identity!"

The hall LORD reached out and took off the bronze mask on his face, revealing his cheeks. The hall Lord below looked at the hall Lord's face and there was a commotion. They never thought that the hall Lord they killed was the prince!

Sow the wind and reap the whirlwind, as like as two peas, the king of the house of the Lord smiled and said, "yes, I am the prince of Yan state. Chen Jun, the Regent king, was in a state of rebellion. He did not worship the emperor, but did not respect the Emperor's life. It was the biggest traitor since Yan country started his country. But he had evil intentions. His own son was exactly the same as him. He also wanted to commit a rebellion and create his own rebellion. Now the Regent and the general are losing both sides (it's not true to confuse the hall leader). It's our best chance to put things right! "

The following hall leaders thought they would never see their identity for a lifetime, but now they seem to have a chance to wash it. They are loyal to the prince!

And now, it seems that there is a great opportunity to put things right and let the royal family regain power. At that time, they were meritorious heroes of King Qin! Qin Wang's meritorious officials are much better than their current status as rats. They are very different!

The hall leaders knelt down together and said, "we will help the crown prince set things right and let the royal family ascend the great treasure!"

The hall Lord nodded happily. I've waited for many years, ten years, and finally this day, "ha ha ha, good, good, I'm equal to drinking this cup!"

After saying the word, the hall Lord raised his glass and drank with the hall masters. At this time, a bodyguard hurried in and reported: "report to the hall Lord, it's not good. The Nighthawk hall Lord took someone to destroy the tunnel!"

The hall Lord was shocked and immediately became angry. He smashed the wine glass in his hand and scolded: "good night hawk, you dare to rebel. Come on, go and catch the night hawk quickly!"

However, just after someone went out, a scout entered the tomb and said to the main hall, "the prince regent, with about 30000 troops, has arrived at Hulukou!" The hall Lord smiled and said, "Chen Ming, isn't he? He's really brave. Are you sure there's only about 30000 troops?" The Scout said: "other flying tiger armies have no movement, and even if other flying tiger armies dare to come, they need to be prepared for at least three or five days." The hall Lord laughed and said, "tunnel, what am I going to do with the tunnel? He thought I killed only 3000 people in the hall. Seeing his 30000 troops, he must escape? No, I have a whole hundred thousand troops, and I still occupy all the geographical advantages. Thirty thousand attack one hundred thousand. Is Chen Ming impatient to live? Pass my order and quickly assemble the troops to catch Chen Ming. No matter who catches Chen Ming and becomes king! "“ Since he wants to die, let him die to understand! " When the hall leaders heard the word "Feng Wang", their eyes were red. When they heard the word "Chen Ming", they heard not only Chen Ming, but the throne“ I'll wait. No, I'll go and catch Chen Ming! " Chen Ming was not in such a hurry at the moment. He sat leisurely on the back of the tiger. Suddenly, in the direction of King Jiang's mausoleum, there was a fire and light. Wang Meng said, "Your Highness, the Nighthawk seems to have succeeded. Moreover, the other party found us. " Chen Ming doesn't care about waving his hand, "I found it when I found it. By the way, has the logging belt been connected? " Wang Meng said, "it's finished. Please leave here quickly. It's extremely dangerous. We don't have enough troops and there is no camp. I'm afraid we can't keep here. It's difficult to keep your highness safe!" Chen Ming smiled proudly and said, "who said we should defend, no, no, no, we should attack." This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.