1524 No Regard for Human Life
Too overconfident? Really?
Mo Lian gave the old vassal king a smiling glance. However, this smile was shallow and did not reach the depths of his eyes.
The little stoic pattered up to the queen dowager. "Grandmother."
The queen dowager quickly took down the defensive boundary and pulled her granddaughter-in-law inside. "Qiaoqiao, how is the situation outside? The zombie army?"
"It's pretty much been dealt with." Qiao Mu reassured, "No need to worry, those aren't problems at all."
The king involuntarily heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this.
Those hideous zombies wouldn't be barging into and causing chaos in the royal palace after all. Otherwise, the consequences were truly unthinkable.
Yet at this moment, the old Vassal King of An'nan abruptly waved his hand with a cold expression.
Those two mystic realm experts who were matched in strength with the queen dowager darted in front of everyone without any hesitation and grabbed toward…
The old Vassal King of An'nan!
The two mystic realm experts restrained the old vassal king's arms at once. They gripped the back of his neck firmly before kicking him to the ground.
He knelt to the ground in confoundment. As he stared at the young crown prince consort who was looking at him apathetically, he released a disbelieving roar. "Chou Hu, Chou Bao, you are actually betraying your lord?"
The two mystic realm experts cast him a contemptuous glance before responding with a smile, "Old Vassal King, we two were His Highness the Crown Prince's people to begin with. It is you who is a bad judge of people. We laid low by your side for ten years, yet you were completely unaware, tut-tut."
These words could infuriate people to death, alright.
Let alone the ambitious and proud old vassal king. He simply, could not believe his ears!
Ten years?
Ten years?…
That meant that the black-bellied young crown prince had sent these two people to his side when he had just turned ten?
"Ah!!" The old vassal king was about to erupt from fury.
"You guys, you! You!!" When the old vassal king turned around, he saw a mass of royal guards in black armor emerging from the rooftops around them under Hui Fan's lead. Arrows rained down on the three thousand Red Turbans present without any explanation.
The old vassal king's lungs were about to explode from fury!
Why was it like this? How did it turn out like this! In actuality, he and the Vassal Prince of An'nan had split up on the way to the palace.
He even had one thousand more troops than Chou Fu's two thousand Red Turbans. But these three thousand Red Turbans were now completely encircled without any chance for resistance.
After a round of arrows, the Dragon Saliva Guards who emerged from the rooftops continued the second round with firearms.
The second round of attacks was even more inhumane. The old vassal king watched with bloodshot eyes as his soldiers outside got annihilated by the rows of firearms.
These Red Turbans started panicking from the two rounds of attacks. After descending into panic, they increasingly acted like cats on a hot tin roof. They had originally wanted to flee in all directions but became easy prey instead.
Even the king's heart couldn't help but shudder at this dramatic display.
By this time, the central plaza outside the King's Palace had already been bathed in blood.
None of the three thousand Red Turbans were spared.
"You, you!!" The old vassal king watched the royal guards and Dragon Saliva Guard mercilessly beheading the private army that he had trained from scratch.
The old vassal king spewed out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and he stretched out a shaking finger at the crown prince as he stammered, "You, you, you devil! You, you, ac-actually, shed the blood of, of three thousand soldiers, without batting an eyelid! What are all these human lives, con-considered, i-in your eyes?? Ah!!"
