Dead End 129

  Yin Haicheng had barely arrived when he saw the extremely chaotic scene. Zewang also brought his troops, but only a few thousand elite soldiers, who shouldn't have been sent into battle so early.

  Yin Haicheng was dragged away by Rong Shi before he could even see the situation clearly, and together they subdued Yin Ruofei who had already gone mad.

  Yin Haicheng had been practicing martial arts since he was young and had fought in many battles for years, his kung fu skills were extremely solid, but now, he and Rong Shiyi were almost unable to suppress each other.

  It wasn't until now that Yin Haicheng understood what his old friend, the commander of the Imperial Guard, meant when he said that this prince's martial arts skills were good - they were so good that it took two people working together to knock him out, and even then only because the prince was slightly deranged. The people around them couldn't even get a hand in, as the surrounding rebels had already been slaughtered by Rong Jingze.

  At this moment, Yin Haicheng's mind was not thinking about the danger of the current situation or why Rong Jingze had gone mad, but rather pondering that if Rong Jingze's martial arts were so good, wouldn't his own son be in a precarious position if he and Yin Ruofei were to fight?

  With the unconscious Rong Jingze, Rong Shiyue bowed to Yin Haicheng and said, "I'll leave this place to General Yin. As for Young Master Hou... General, please use all your might to surround and annihilate them. Young Master Hou is no longer in their hands."

  "Good." Upon hearing the news, Yin Haicheng's face revealed a hint of joy. Without bothering with anything else, he led the way in breaking through the enemy lines and led his troops to slaughter their way out.

  Rong Shi brought Yin Haicheng back to the barracks, settled him in, and called for a military doctor to treat him. Although Gao Jin had heard that Yin Ruofei had appeared, he wasn't very clear about what happened afterwards. When Rong Shi finished speaking, Gao Jin's face suddenly showed a look of surprise and doubt.

  "Could it be..."

  "What does Gao Daren know?"

  "Fan Wang is a man who appears majestic and powerful on the surface, but in reality, he is a cunning and ruthless person. Moreover, he likes to use poison to control others. I heard from a companion that Fan Wang has many poisons at his disposal." Gao Jin speculated, "Wasn't it also Fan Wang who poisoned Ze Wang back then? If he can have cold poison, he can have other poisons too. This matter is suspicious, and how could Xiao Fei abandon Ze Wang's mansion to find someone else?"

  "What did you say, tall man?"

  "I'm saying that Xiaofei was probably poisoned by the anti-king and controlled, didn't want to implicate Prince Zewang, so he took this action."

  Rong's face was filled with surprise. He had just been shocked by the two of them. Ze Wang was his master, and also a brother-like existence, while Yin Ruofei was someone he had known since childhood, with a deep affection that was not ordinary.

  The two of them were in such a state, and he didn't feel good about it either. He even wondered why Xiaofei was so heartless as to want to leave Ze Wang, to leave them all behind.

  At this time, Gao Jin generally analyzed that Rong Shiyi's fist was clenched in her palm, "I said it, how could Xiao Fei be such an unfeeling and unrighteous person!"

  "Where has Little Fly gone now?"

  "This..." A look of embarrassment flashed across Rong's face. Just now, Ze Wang was almost frantic, how could he still care about Xiao Fei? Now that he thought about it, Xiao Fei had a severe poison in his body and still had to use his internal energy to escape, the situation was probably even more dangerous than Ze Wang's.

  "This way, I'm familiar with the back mountain road. From behind, sneak into the rebel king's camp to steal the antidote. Have General Rong send someone to look for Little Fei." Although Gao Jin was a civil official, he acted very decisively.

  "Gao Daren you won't know martial arts, I'll go steal the antidote, you stay here and help take care of Wang Ye."

  Rong Shi didn't dare let Gao Jin go on an adventure, if something happened, he wouldn't be able to bear the consequences.

  "Well, then I can only work hard to lead one person." Gao Jin's eyes flashed, but he nodded in agreement.

  Rong Shiyin let out a sigh of relief and carefully listened to Gao Jin's description of the terrain behind the mountain and some things that needed attention, then went out to arrange manpower.

  Gao Jin looked around to make sure everyone had left, then quickly wrote a letter, briefly explaining the situation, and stuffed it into Rong Jingze's quilt. She turned around and walked out the door, instructing the guard at the entrance not to disturb Wang Ye.

  A group of people had already arrived on the mountain slope, and when Gong Changgong saw that they were King Fan's men, he hastily went to greet them. These were all trusted followers of King Fan who had come out to search for the young master, and only relaxed when they saw Gong Changgong.

  "Young master, Yin Ruofei..."

  "Alas, he refused to surrender and has escaped. Let's head back." The face of the commander of Yongchang County was filled with rage, and no one dared to say another word, so they could only follow him back to their barracks.

  "Are you back?" Although the usurper king was a treacherous ruler, he still had some affection for his only flesh and blood. When he failed to seize the throne, several of his children also lost their lives. This lone survivor who had been wandering outside was already an unfortunate blessing in disguise.

  "I'm fine... Father..." Rong Changjun hesitated, unsure of how to start. "Father, what's the situation with the war outside?"

  "Alas." King Fan sighed, his previous losses were too great, the industries he had destroyed were too many, and it would take some time to recover. Moreover, he didn't have any powerful generals in his hands, and he had planned to buy off Yin Haicheng, but unexpectedly, the eldest son of the Yin family had married into the Rong family, becoming a part of Jingze's household. How could he still succeed?

  Looking at his subordinates again, they were all those who had only mouths but no ability. A general from the border came to join him a while ago. This general was also famous in the border and had many actual combat experiences. He just didn't like Yin Haicheng and others, so he made a great enemy. The news that the rebels heard was indeed the case, this general was not invincible, but he often won on the battlefield.

  But today on the battlefield, he found that there was a huge difference after all, no wonder he had been a general for so many years, which made him feel like he had lost all his achievements.

  "Dad, although we planned early, but being in a hidden place, we can't pull over any great general. Look at those who came to surrender...". Yongzhong County looked at his father's face and tactfully stopped the topic. "Now Yin Ruofei would rather die than surrender, our plan has also fallen through, how about..."

  "Speaking of which, how did you let him get away!" Wang was so angry that he kept humming.

  "His kung fu is impressive, I couldn't control him." When Rong Changjun was found by Fan Wang, he was already 15 or 16 years old, and it was too late to practice martial arts. Fortunately, he was very intelligent and good at reading books, which made Fan Wang feel a bit more at ease.

  "It's Father's fault." Fan Wang, although only in his forties, looked like he was already fifty, with an air of old age about him.

  "Dad." Yongzhong County's face showed a sorrowful expression, his knees knelt on the ground and he grasped his father's knee. "Dad, my mother passed away early, you are my only relative, I am your only son, I don't want to see you at this age still working hard for your children and grandchildren."

  "With you here, don't you want to be the Emperor?" King Fan had never asked his son if he was willing; in his opinion, who wouldn't want to be the Emperor?

  "What's good about being an emperor?" Duke Yongchang sighed, "Although I'm the first person, is life really happy? Before dawn, I have to attend court, and after court, I still have to review memorials. The world is so big, today there's a disaster here, tomorrow there's a calamity there, every day there are things that can't be done, worries that can't be exhausted. In the imperial court, officials and generals quarrel with each other, in the harem, consorts and concubines use their wiles, I'm afraid even true-hearted people don't exist. Not only that, externally we have to defend against foreign invasions, internally we have to guard against powerful ministers usurping power. This life as emperor is not what my son wants."

  "..." The tyrannical king was stunned by his own son's words, he had never thought of these things. He only wanted power and prestige, above all others, but had never considered how much the emperor needed to do. He had pursued it bitterly for half his life, could it be that it was just something that sounded so dull and uninteresting?

  "Father, I beg of you, let's not fight for this land. Our men are also someone's children, and the disparity in military strength is too great..."

  "In wars, they're all just throwing their lives away."

  "How could I have known this, if it weren't for Rong Jingze's relentless pressure? Why would I have resorted to capturing Yin Ruofei and forcing him to surrender? Alas, all my efforts were in vain. Wang Ye also sighed repeatedly, thinking that if his industries and plans hadn't been continuously attacked by Rong Jingze earlier, he might still have a chance now. But with his vitality severely injured, how could he possibly cope? He was forced into a desperate situation, resorting to a reckless move."

  "Father, this is all fate, nowadays we are no match for them... let's surrender."

  "What did you say?!" Fan Wang suddenly stood up, flipping over the Duke of Yongchang who was supporting his knee. Fan Wang's whole body trembled as he stared at his son, "Xiang, Xiang... my life's blood..."

  "Dad, we have no way out, we can't just watch them all die!"

  Fan Wang listened to the increasingly clear sounds of killing and shouting outside, and also knew that his own people were retreating in defeat. He was afraid that they were getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but reveal a sorrowful expression. "If Yin Ruofei has escaped, then Yin Haicheng and Rong Jingze must be furious with us, and will definitely kill us quickly. Whether we surrender or not, what's the difference?"

  "We won't, Father. We'll bring out the antidote. As long as Little Fei is fine, he will definitely plead for us." Chong Yangjun begged bitterly, "Little Fei's poison has taken effect. Although we don't have much time now, it's still not too late."

  "There's no hope, none at all." King Fan muttered to himself, but upon hearing the plea, his eyes suddenly lit up. "Guang'er, they don't know you're my son, you can still escape." King Fan grasped a lion-shaped door handle in the study and gently twisted it, retrieving a small box from inside.

  "Dad?"

  "These are some silver notes and deeds that I have prepared. Take them, hurry up and escape." Fan Wang stuffed the small box into Rong Changjun's bosom.

  "Father, do you want your son to live a life of cowardice? We just need to give Xiaofei an antidote and surrender. This life will be hidden in the mountains and never rebel again. They will let us go. "Yongchang Jun's eyes were about to shed tears," Father, Xiaofei is not that kind of person, he must have asked for mercy."

  "Leave quickly!" King Fan roared, looking at his son's disbelieving expression, and finally couldn't help but say, "Do you know what? If there was an antidote, why would I give up enjoying family bliss and wait for death here?"

  "Dad..."

  "There is no antidote. This cold poison and fire poison were originally a secret medicine that I accidentally obtained, there was never any so-called antidote." King Long let out a breath, "I originally didn't plan on leaving two roots of trouble for myself."