mtl008 Chapter 222 Fierce Battle at the Military Camp in the Northern Suburbs
Chapter 222 Fierce Battle at the Military Camp in the Northern Suburbs
"Are we going to run out of money?" First the commotion at Hanshui Pavilion, then the small stalls, Zhai Yun couldn't help but wonder.
Feng Chenyi had just taken a sip of tea when he heard this and looked up to see a pair of clear, harmless eyes staring at him. The water that had flowed into his throat instantly turned back into his nasal cavity, causing him to choke and cough uncontrollably.
The stinging pain in his nasal cavity made Feng Chenyi's speech unclear. "How could this be?"
The wealth accumulated over the years by Yunyi Chamber of Commerce's thousands of shops across the world, along with Xihong Escort Agency and Hanshui Pavilion, is immeasurable and piled up like mountains.
It's impossible not to have money.
Zhai Yun took a bite of the restaurant's newly served specialty dish. Although it wasn't particularly outstanding, it still had its own unique flavor. "It's good that it's not here."
Seeing Zhai Yun enjoying her meal, Feng Chenyi picked up his chopsticks and tried it himself. It was his first time tasting this kind of folk food. Although the ingredients weren't the best, it had a rustic charm.
He and Zhai Yun sat at this ordinary roadside stall, eating the same food that ordinary people eat, and he had a strange feeling that he and Zhai Yun were living the life of ordinary people.
All of this brought me immense peace and tranquility.
When Zhai Yun and Feng Chenyi arrived at the military camp in the northern suburbs, it was lunchtime. The food in the capital's military camp was many times better than that in the northern wilderness, with fine rice and white flour, and seven or eight pieces of meat.
Before arriving, Feng Chenyi specifically instructed Jiang Yuanyi not to personally greet him, but to act secretly and according to circumstances. If the people in the court knew that Jiang Yuanyi was from the Prince Rui's mansion, he would not be in charge of the military camp in the northern suburbs.
As they walked along the gate, the soldiers who saw Zhai Yun and Feng Chenyi all looked at them with disdain. It wasn't that they didn't recognize Prince Rui; he had come here when he was first ordered to take over the military camp.
They simply didn't recognize this down-on-his-luck prince who had been demoted since childhood. The Third Prince had been incredibly kind to them and had once enjoyed great prestige. After Consort Su's incident, although the Third Prince lost favor, he still had the support of his maternal family's influence.
They hold a place in the court and remain steadfast.
After the Third Prince's true identity was revealed, the Su family was implicated and their entire clan was wiped out, including Consort Su's two brothers and their sons.
A shocking tragedy: hundreds of members of an entire clan were killed in a single day, including Consort Su's childhood sweetheart.
Blood flowed like a river at the execution site, the onlookers were so frightened that they hid in their homes, the officials who carried out the executions were all heartbroken, and the executioners had been having nightmares for months.
Zhai Yun followed Feng Chenyi on a tour of the military camp and found that the northern suburban military camp was too disorganized. Since the Third Prince's incident, many people had lost their backbone and motivation.
Those who were devoted to the Third Prince were blinded by hatred, and their eyes as they watched Zhai Yun and Feng Chenyi walk by were filled with undisguised anger.
Feng Chenyi and Zhai Yun decided to give them a chance to avenge the Third Prince, so they deliberately went to a quiet corner and pretended to be discussing something.
At first, those people hesitated to act because of the rumors, but when they thought of how tragically the Third Prince died, one of them, called Lu Yu, stepped forward bravely. "There are so many of us, are we afraid of just two people? No matter how powerful Prince Rui and his Zhai Yun are, two fists can't fight four hands. I don't believe that we 30,000 people can't kill them."
"Yes, brother is right. I'll go gather the men right now. You wait here." One of the henchmen said excitedly and ran towards the crowd.
Zhai Yun and Feng Chenyi overheard their conversation and knew they were about to make their move, so they waited patiently.
Seeing a table for eating nearby, the two sat down. There were still some leftover bowls and chopsticks on the table, and someone had left a pile of chopsticks there.
Hearing the increasing footsteps, Zhai Yun picked up the chopsticks on the table and started playing with them. Seeing that they weren't ready to make a move yet, Zhai Yun leisurely counted the number of chopsticks and said softly, "Nineteen chopsticks."
Feng Chenyi could tell from Zhai Yun's gestures as she played with the chopsticks that she intended to use them to knock down the first nineteen people who rushed at them.
These nineteen chopsticks, with only one-tenth of their power, could send all nineteen people flying, and with all their power, they could pierce the heads of a hundred or so people in one strike, causing them to die without any pain.
As expected, it was half an hour later that they gathered more than 10,000 people and surrounded Zhai Yun and Feng Chenyi. Lu Yu learned that the others were terrified by the rumors and dared not easily provoke Prince Rui.
Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Yu ordered that a large reward be given for each head taken. A brave squad shot out like an arrow, shouts of battle rising from all sides, and a tide of people surged up from all directions.
In Lu Yu's view, this number of people was enough.
Just as they were getting close to Prince Rui and Zhai Yun, chopsticks flew out of Zhai Yun's hand. The soldiers only saw countless black dots flying out, and a powerful force swept over them when they were still a zhang away.
The soldiers who were targeted were powerless to resist. Their bodies were instantly propelled backward by the powerful aura, crashing into the soldiers behind them and flying away with them.
The other soldiers nearby paused in shock at the scene, but then, remembering Lu Yu's words that even the strongest fists can't fight off four hands, and that no matter how powerful they were, they would eventually be exhausted, they rallied again.
Originally, they only wanted to play around with them. Feng Chenyi and Zhai Yun stayed on their stools and easily blocked countless killing moves. Even some of the soldiers' knives were knocked away.
She and Feng Chenyi were surrounded in no time. The soldiers around them would poke through any gaps they could find, making it a fight against multiple opponents.
No matter what moves the soldiers made or from which direction they swung their swords, Zhai Yun and Feng Chenyi were able to hear them in advance and quickly block them, all thanks to their keen hearing.
Occasionally, if someone fails to control the release of even a tiny bit of internal energy, the person whose move has been rejected will be sent flying into the crowd.
Realizing that their numbers were insufficient to subdue Zhai Yun and Feng Chenyi, Lu Yu angrily chopped the table in the middle to pieces. Seeing this, the others followed suit, hacking at the stools where Zhai Yun and Feng Chenyi were sitting.
But can anyone tell them why some people's feet are as nimble as their hands, kicking one wrist knife at a time, causing it to fall, or even blocking the blade with their toes when the knife is about to strike?
Using all four limbs, it was so agile that it seemed as if there were two souls in one body, one controlling the hands and the other controlling the feet.
After several rounds of fighting, Lu Yu's soldiers gained no advantage whatsoever, and were even injured without realizing it. Some only found out when their wrists and arms were broken and started hurting.
Zhai Yun and Feng Chenyi's seemingly weak but gentle fighting style could easily produce the sound of bones cracking if one wasn't careful.
Lu Yu would replace one person with another when one was crippled, and replace another group when one group was exhausted. By the end, Lu Yu felt his throat burning and stinging.