I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 122 Grandmaster Ye Liuyun
Dadong Mountain is very high, so high that the sounds of killing cannot be reached to the top of the mountain, and the smell of blood cannot float up. The peak of Dadong Mountain is still clear and bright.

At this moment, in the night sky very close to the top of the mountain, the thick clouds suddenly dissipated, revealing a bright moon that seemed much brighter than usual.

The moonlight poured down like silver rays, and Emperor Qing, shrouded in the moonlight and standing on the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back, looked like a god.

At least that's what Fan Xian saw.

The position he found was very good, from which he could have a view of the entire mountain top, and at the same time he could take into account all directions without having to worry about being attacked from behind.

Because there is the Dadongshan cliff behind him, it can be said that almost no one can attack him from behind.

The deputy commander of the imperial guards beside Emperor Qing looked pale and was sweating profusely even in the cold wind of the night.

The distance between the foot of the mountain and the top of the mountain was too far, and it was impossible to fully understand the specific situation with just a few command arrows. But just knowing that there was an enemy attack at the foot of the mountain was enough to make him, the deputy commander who was fully responsible for the escort, lose his head.

Actually, he couldn't understand why these attacking troops didn't alert the local government, but quietly reached the center of Qing State, and under the cover of night, launched a fierce offensive against the two thousand imperial guards at the foot of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, on the side facing away from the coastline, there were suddenly sparks of fire. Although they were only sparks of fire, the light was bright enough to reach the top of the mountain. One could imagine that on the battlefield there, powerful rebels who suddenly appeared like ghosts of the dead were desperately attacking the defense line of the two thousand imperial guards, and the fire that burned the camp had become so big that it was out of control.

Fortunately, it is summer now, with more rain, and the sea breeze makes the mountains humid, so there is no need to worry about the fire burning to Dadong Mountain and burning everyone to death on the mountain.

A few shrill command arrows shot up into the sky, but they only reached halfway up the mountain before falling down powerlessly, as if the imperial army's defense line at the foot of the mountain was no longer sustainable and was about to collapse.

At this time, the Minister of Rites, the Minister of Taichang Temple and other officials in charge of offering sacrifices to heaven had already walked out of the room and were standing behind the silent Emperor Qing. They were all extremely shocked and frightened in their hearts, but no one dared to say anything.

Of course, in addition to shock and fear, they were also very confused. Where did the army at the foot of the mountain come from? Why didn't the people from the Supervisory Council in Shandong Road find out any news in advance? How could the other party sneak to the foot of Dadong Mountain without anyone noticing?
What puzzled them even more was that, judging from the situation at the foot of the mountain, the retreat of the fires, the ups and downs of the sounds of fighting, and the locations where the command arrows were flying, it could be judged that the imperial guards were obviously unable to stop the army from Mount Dadong that was charging forward.

You have to know that the Kingdom of Qing relied on military force to rule the world. Although the Imperial Guards are stationed in Kyoto, they are certainly not as good as the Dingzhou Army in field battles. However, since the eldest prince Li Chengru was transferred to the position of commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guards, many backbones were transferred from the northern and western border armies where they originally served. The strength of the Imperial Guards has been greatly enhanced. Even if they are no match for those large armies, they should not have been defeated so quickly.

"Whose army is this at the foot of the mountain?"

An official accidentally spoke out his true feelings and was surprised that Emperor Qing actually gave an answer.

"It's Yan Xiaoyi's personal guard camp."

Emperor Qing stood by the stone railing, looked towards the foot of the mountain, and said calmly: "The Imperial Guards are no match for them."

Because there were Blood-Clothed Army stationed in the northern border, Yan Xiaoyi was not transferred to the north, but went to the south first. A few years ago, Si Gu Jian caused trouble in Dongyi City, so he was transferred to garrison near Dongyi City.

It can be said that among all the armies of the Qing Kingdom, only the Blood-Cloth Army can compete with it in terms of the combat power of the personal guard camp. Of course, this is when the Blood-Cloth Guards are not counted in the personal guard camp. Otherwise, only three hundred Blood-Cloth Guards would be able to defeat Yan Xiaoyi's five thousand personal guards.

Upon learning that it was Yan Xiaoyi's personal guard camp, although they were all very puzzled as to how these people had come silently under the noses of the five hundred black cavalry stationed in Mount Yao, they were tactful and did not dare to ask more questions, for fear of disturbing Emperor Qing who was gazing at the sea.

The night is as cold as water.

A small boat floated on the sea, rising and falling in the waves, moving leisurely under the moonlight, towards Dadong Mountain.

The top of the mountain is very far away from the sea. In addition to Emperor Qing and Hong Sixiang, Fan Xian, who was hiding in the dark, also felt the small boat coming towards Dadong Mountain.

Because the person standing on the boat was Grand Master Ye Liuyun.

It was too far away, and no matter how good his eyesight was, he couldn't see clearly. But strangely, Fan Xian seemed to be able to see the man standing at the bow, the bamboo hat he was wearing, and his long flowing beard...

Fan Xian had not seen many Grandmasters, Ye Liuyun was one of them. Although he had only met him twice, both times he was very impressed. In his opinion, Ye Liuyun was an extremely cool person, the most cool of all the Grandmasters. Tonight, he came here on a boat, breaking through the waves, holding a sword. Even before his momentum arrived, his demeanor had already impressed people.

At this time, Fan Xian, who was hiding in the darkness, looked at the small boat in the vast ocean, and thought about the great master who stood on the boat and rushed straight to Dadong Mountain, saying that he would go forward even if there were thousands of people against him. He couldn't help but feel deeply moved and felt a sense of admiration for no reason.

Before the small boat arrived, powerful enemies had already rushed up the mountain. However, they were too far away, and the sounds of fighting at the foot of the mountain could not be heard at the top. Emperor Qing and others on the top of the mountain naturally could not feel that kind of atmosphere. Therefore, in comparison, the small boat slowly floating on the sea below Mount Dadong brought more tension to everyone.

Emperor Qing stood in front of the viewing stone railing in front of the mountain, glanced at the boat, turned back to look down the mountain, and said with a cold face: "Let's go and see the situation down the mountain. I don't want to be a blind man."

Emperor Qing personally led his army to fight in many battles in the past, and made great military achievements. He could be regarded as the best general on the continent. It's just that he hasn't personally led the army in the past twenty years, which allowed Uesugi Tora, who was fighting against the northern barbarians in Northern Qi, to gradually overshadow his military glory. In a situation like tonight, if Emperor Qing could command the troops himself, the imperial guards at the foot of the mountain would never have been defeated so miserably.

Although Emperor Qing had a very cold face and a very unfriendly tone, this did not scare the people around him to death. Instead, they were somewhat happy, especially the deputy commander of the imperial guards. After all, under such circumstances, it was very lucky that His Majesty did not fly into a rage and chop off the heads of the officials around him.

So when Emperor Qing finished speaking, he asked for permission to go down the mountain, ready to fight to the death on the front line.

After a long time, a shadow-like man in gray rose up from the ten thousand steps of the ladder. Before he reached the top of the mountain, countless sword lights flashed in the night sky. The guards lurking beside Emperor Qing slashed at the man in gray. At that moment, it seemed that the sword lights covered the moonlight.

The man in gray did not make a move, but just held up a token high up. It was obvious that it was the token of the Supervisory Council. Eunuch Yao, who was serving Emperor Qing, waved his hand, and the Tiger Guards drew their swords one after another, but they still surrounded the man in gray in the center, with more than a dozen swords pointed at him, looking very imposing.

"Let him come over."

After hearing Emperor Qing speak, the guards made way for the man in gray to pass. The man in gray was Wang Qinian, one of the two wings of the Supervisory Council and Fan Xian's absolute confidant.

When Wang Qinian came to Emperor Qing, he knelt down and saluted, saying in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, there are about 5,000 rebels at the foot of the mountain, armed with crossbows, and all of them are archers..."

This piece of news directly proved Emperor Qing's judgment that the attackers were indeed Yan Xiaoyi's personal guards. After all, only Yan Xiaoyi, a ninth-rank archer, could train his personal guards into excellent archers picked from thousands of miles away.

In the dark night, five thousand archers attacked, and it was said that Yan Xiaoyi's personal guard camp was full of longbowmen, so it was no wonder that the imperial guards at the foot of the mountain had such a hard time resisting.

"How's the battle going?"

Wang Qinian was stunned for a moment, and quickly replied: "I was setting up defenses halfway up the mountain. When I went up the mountain, the rebels had not yet attacked. It seemed that they were preparing to retreat."

Hearing this, Emperor Qing frowned, and after a while, he said quietly, "Interesting. They want to seal off the mountain with only 5,000 men, intending to surround me to death on the mountain. Yan Xiaoyi has a big appetite. It seems that it is not just him and his 5,000 personal soldiers."

When the rebels were at their strongest, they suddenly retreated to give the Imperial Guards a chance to catch their breath. Others might not understand, but Emperor Qing, as an emperor on horseback, could naturally judge the intentions of the rebels and give the Imperial Guards a chance to gather and deploy their troops. What he was afraid of was that the battle between the two armies would lead to chaos and that someone might escape alive. It was clear that he would not let anyone escape from Dadong Mountain and report the news to the prefectures and counties in all directions.

Emperor Qing couldn't help but feel curious about who was the commander at the foot of the mountain. After all, based on his understanding of Yan Xiaoyi, Yan Xiaoyi did not have such ambitions and means, so Emperor Qing was very sure that there were other people among the visitors.

Emperor Qing didn't care about Wang Qinian. He waved his hand and said, "You are good at Qinggong. Find a chance to break out. Go down."

Wang Qinian went down, but not completely. He sneaked up to Fan Xian.

This was something they had discussed before. Although they hadn't mentioned the hiding place, with Wang Qinian's ability, it would not be difficult for him to find Fan Xian. After all, there were only a few favorable hiding places on the top of the entire Dadong Mountain. Not to mention how to find a favorable hiding place, Fan Xian learned that from Wang Qinian.

In the darkness, Fan Xian lowered his voice and asked, "Did he get out?"

"No, seventeen people in six places, all dead."

"Confirm?"

"Confirmed, there are experts lurking in the southwest and northwest."

Those were all his direct subordinates. Fan Xian couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. He forced himself to suppress his grief and asked, "Is it people from Dongyi City or Prince Ding's Mansion?" The Sixth Division was walking in the dark. It was impossible for Yan Xiaoyi's personal guard camp to completely capture them. The fact that they were able to kill all of his subordinates in the dark proved that the Naxi people were much more powerful than the people from the Sixth Division. In the whole world, the only people who could far surpass the swordsmen of the Sixth Division were Prince Ding's Mansion and Dongyi City.

Wang Qinian never expected that his superior would suspect Prince Ding's Mansion. He was stunned for a moment: "How could someone from Prince Ding's Mansion assassinate His Majesty?"

"Who knows? That's the throne, and Li Chengzong can't be trusted."

Wang Qinian was stunned again, and said carefully: "I don't know how you judged it, but in my opinion, it should be someone from Dongyi City."

Fan Xian nodded. "It seems that Grandmaster Si Gu Jian has also arrived. The Qing Kingdom is going to be in chaos."

"What do you mean?"

Fan Xian did not answer, but just looked at Emperor Qing and his entourage on the other side of the stone railing on the top of the mountain with an inexplicable expression.

That night, no one slept except Fan Xian and Wang Qinian who were hiding in the dark.

Emperor Qing sent two groups of guards down the mountain to break out, but both attempts ended in failure. It was obvious that there was not only Yan Xiaoyi's personal guard camp at the foot of the mountain, but also Dongyi City must be involved. So many people were wondering how many people the Jianlu, which produced the most ninth-grade masters in the world, had sent to participate in this assassination? Did Si Gu Jian come?

The question was answered the next morning.

As everyone knows, Dadong Mountain is very dangerous. There is no other way except a long stone staircase with ten thousand steps leading steeply to the top of the mountain in the clouds. If you want to attack the top of the mountain, you can only walk along the stone steps. And in the narrow part of the stone steps, it is even more difficult for one man to pass through ten thousand men.

The reason why the rebels led by Yan Xiaoyi chose to besiege Dadong Mountain was based on reverse thinking. Since it was difficult to attack the mountain, they should surround the mountain, so that it would be difficult for people on the mountain to come down.

So at dawn, the imperial guards on the mountain tried to break through the encirclement set by Yan Xiaoyi several times, but they were unable to break through the encirclement set by Yan Xiaoyi. Of course, they were surrounded, and the rebels could not even take a single step up the mountain.

Not to mention the imperial guards, the one hundred tiger guards of Dadong Mountain alone are not something the rebels can deal with. You must know that seven tiger guards are equivalent to one Haitang Duoduo, so to attack the mountain, at least fourteen Haitang Duoduo are needed, and there is only one Haitang Duoduo in the whole world.

With such a strong guard force and the peculiar terrain of Mount Dadong, even if Yan Xiaoyi's personal guards were so elite, it would be extremely difficult for them to reach the top of the mountain.

It can be said that in the entire world, apart from the Grand Master himself, probably only the Blood-Clothed Guards under the Prince Ding’s Mansion can attack.

After all, the lowest among the Blood Robe Guards are eighth-rank masters, and the Tiger Guards are nothing more than a piece of cake in their eyes.

Of course, the Blood-Clothed Guards under Li Chengzong would never come to kill Emperor Qing, but the grandmaster would come, and the first one to appear would be Ye Liuyun.

This is an era of flourishing martial arts, an era when personal power has reached near-celestial levels. Thirty years ago, there were no grandmasters in the world. But when the grandmasters appeared, people discovered that personal power could be so strong that it could influence the world.

Precisely because of this, several great masters often live in seclusion, as if they are afraid that their words and actions will bring turmoil to the world and affect the lives of the people they want to protect.

However, for Emperor Qing who is on top of this mysterious Mount Dadong, only a Grandmaster is qualified to take action, because he is the most powerful man in the world, and only a few people know that he is also a Grandmaster.

The long stone steps seemed to have no end, and mountain mist could be seen floating faintly at the top. An old man wearing a linen robe and a bamboo hat stood calmly at the foot of the mountain gate, looking up at the top of the mountain.

Some of the bloodstains on the stone steps had dried, while others were fresh, emitting all kinds of unpleasant odors. It was unknown how many rebels and imperial guards had paid with their lives for the gain or loss of this small step of stone.

When Ye Liuyun, dressed in gray, climbed onto the first stone step, both parties inside and outside the mountain fell silent at the same time, as if they were afraid of offending the great master.

The man in black and Yun Zhilan, who had been sitting on their horses, dismounted quietly and bowed slightly to Ye Liuyun to show their respect.

They knew that this important person had come to the foot of the mountain last night, but they didn't know how Ye Liuyun appeared in front of everyone. However, there was no need to be surprised by this, because the appearance of a great master on these stone steps was something that could not be explained.

The rebels stopped making any moves. After a brief silence, the Tiger Guards, Imperial Guards, and Supervisory Council members in the forest became somewhat at a loss as to what to do. No matter how loyal and patriotic they were, they had never imagined becoming an enemy of the emperor. They had always regarded this great master who loved to sail on the sea as one of the three guardian gods of the Qing Kingdom.

As for the other two, they are naturally the well-known Hong Sixiang and the Third Prince Li Chengzong.

Now Ye Liuyun, one of the three guardian gods, is going to climb the mountain. Everyone knows what his purpose is.

Compared to this guardian god, Emperor Qing's status in their minds is still higher, so when Ye Liuyun stepped onto the second step, the Tiger Guards, Imperial Guards, and Supervisory Council in the mountains moved.

The great master was greeted by a rain of arrows that broke through the wind with great force and power.

This is the crossbow, a weapon of mass destruction equipped by the Supervisory Council. It has created many impressive battle records. Under such a short-range continuous shooting, ordinary people cannot dodge it at all.

Unfortunately, Ye Liuyun is not an ordinary person. He is a top master in the world.

Facing the crossbow arrows that were coming at him like a heavy rain, he just waved his hand.

With a wave of his hand, an immortal brushed away the clouds, and when his hand fell, the rain of arrows coming towards him also fell to the ground.

Ye Liuyun continued to move forward, and suddenly the light of the knife became brighter.

Countless Tiger Guards, out of responsibility and fear in their hearts, chose to draw their swords at Ye Liuyun in an instant.

The long sword danced in the air, the force of the blade was enough to break the sky, and Ye Liuyun was completely enveloped in the sword force. All the powerful sword forces gathered in one place, which was enough to kill any ninth-grade master. Even Hong Sixiang would die under it.

But Ye Liuyun was a grandmaster, so all that was heard was a twisted and harsh sound of metal friction. Ye Liuyun lived up to his name, and like a flowing cloud, he instantly passed through the layers of sword lights and suddenly appeared on the top of the stone steps, leaving the guards far behind. Then he waved his arms, and two metal objects in his hands that were twisted into a knot rolled down the stone steps, clanging and rolling down, and finally broke apart.

Only then did everyone realize that the thing that was twisted into a pretzel was actually the long swords swung by a dozen Tiger Guards.

"Is your master as good as him?"

The man in black who had been riding on a horse was looking at Ye Liuyun who was climbing the mountain, and he murmured to Yun Zhilan who was also riding on a horse next to him.

"My master is the strongest."

"The strongest?"

The man in black laughed, "The strongest one, and yet he was beaten almost to death by the Third Prince?"

Yun Zhilan was startled, and said confidently: "The Third Prince is indeed powerful, but he may not be able to defeat my master now, and Ye Liuyun is definitely not my master's opponent."

The man in black did not refute. After all, he was now close to the level of a grandmaster and his eyesight was quite good, so he could see that although Ye Liuyun's two attacks seemed easy, he was actually a little injured.

Of course, this was related to the fact that Ye Liuyun deliberately held back. When he deliberately held back, he had to face the masters under Emperor Qing whose eyes were red with fear and anger, so naturally some problems would arise.

The Grand Master is the person closest to God, but he is not God after all, especially Ye Liuyun. This person seems free and easy, but he is held hostage by his family. Naturally, his state of mind is not as good as Si Gu Jian, who could ruthlessly massacre his entire family.

If the two of them were to fight to the death, Ye Liuyun would definitely die and Si Gu Jian would live.

(End of this chapter)