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Chapter 783: The law is long and the traitors pray to the gods and ghosts
The powerful families in Hedong County were desperate and began to take action again.

They sent envoys to various places to contact other princes and jointly fight against Su Yao.

At the same time, they secretly incited the people, created chaos, and tried to undermine Su Yao's rule.

Just like that, driven by Su Yao's great victory, the aristocratic families that had been silent for a long time took action again.

Naturally, all of this did not escape the eyes of the Embroidered Uniform Guards.

Wang Ling, who received Su Yao's order, returned to Anyi from Sushui and took charge of the county government, closely monitoring the actions of the aristocratic families. He knew very well that although these aristocratic families seemed to be temporarily behaving themselves on the surface, they had been secretly colluding with each other and plotting evil behind the scenes.

This time, Su Yaoshui won a great victory, and it was the time when they showed their true colors.

In order to ensure the stability of Anyi City when Su Yao led his troops on the Western Expedition, Wang Ling did not immediately take action to arrest these suspicious elements. Instead, after asking Su Yao for permission, he mobilized the local garrison troops under Hou Cheng's jurisdiction to prevent rebellion in the city.

For a time, in Anyi city, the Jinyiwei Tiqi and the garrison troops acted side by side, shuttling through the streets and alleys, and launched a strict surveillance and search of the noble families and powerful people in Hedong County.

"Pass the order down. All Jinyiwei Tiqi and garrison troops must be vigilant and closely monitor the movements of those aristocratic families." Wang Ling ordered in a deep voice, "Once you discover any abnormal behavior from them, take action immediately and show no mercy!"

As Wang Ling's order was issued, the Jinyiwei and the garrison troops took action.

They were divided into several groups, each responsible for monitoring different family mansions.

The Ti riders were dressed in red, with long swords hanging from their waists. Their eyes were as sharp as eagles, and they were always highly vigilant.

They hid in the dark, observing every move in the family mansion, and once they found any suspicious situation, they would immediately report to Wang Ling.

The soldiers stationed in the garrisons were responsible for patrolling in the open, maintaining public order in the city, and preventing the powerful families from taking advantage of the opportunity to cause chaos.

Under the close surveillance of the Jinyiwei and the garrison troops, the aristocratic families in Hedong County felt unprecedented pressure.

They knew that they had become a thorn in Su Yao's side, and if they were not careful, they would suffer a catastrophic disaster.

However, despite being filled with fear and anxiety, these powerful families did not give up the idea of ​​resistance.

They knew very well that once Su Yao completely controlled Hedong County, their family property and power would be wiped out.

At this time, the noble families who felt under great pressure made another stupid move. Not only did they secretly contact the princes, they actually sent fast horses and boats across the Sushui River to urgently deliver military intelligence to Baibo Valley, in an attempt to gain the support of the Baibo bandits.

In the letter, the man gave a detailed account of the situation in Hedong and their future arrangements, and earnestly requested the Baibo bandits to send troops to help, attack from both inside and outside, and jointly fight against Su Yao's army.

However, they never expected that this secret letter would be like a death warrant, pushing them into an abyss of no return.

Just as the secret envoy of the noble family hurriedly crossed the Sushui River with the letter and prepared to go to Baibo Valley for help, a team of Jinyiwei's Tiqi had already secretly targeted him.

These Ti riders were dressed in red, with long swords hanging from their waists and eyes as sharp as eagles. They shuttled between the dense forest and the river bank like ghosts, closely following the trail of the secret envoys.

The secret envoy was only thinking about delivering the letter to Baibo Valley as quickly as possible and was completely unaware of the danger behind him.

He traveled quickly all the way and finally arrived at the entrance of Baibo Valley before nightfall.

However, just as he was about to enter the valley, a sharp arrow suddenly pierced the night sky and headed straight for him.

The secret envoy was startled and subconsciously tried to dodge, but it was too late.

The sharp arrow hit him accurately in the back. He screamed, fell to the ground, and the letter in his hand fell to the ground.

"Huh, want to escape? It's not that easy!"

As the sound of horse hooves came closer and closer, Wang Ling led a team of Jinyiwei cavalry and appeared next to the secret envoy.

He glanced coldly at the secret messenger on the ground, then bent down and picked up the fallen letter.

"You are really courting death." Wang Ling shook his head slightly, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes, "Do you think you can escape our surveillance like this?"

He opened the letter, quickly glanced through the contents, then sneered and handed the letter to the captain of the Tiqi beside him.

"Send this letter to the front line immediately and give it to the general." Wang Ling ordered, "At the same time, take this man away. I want to interrogate him personally."

The captain of the Tiqi took the order and left, while Wang Ling continued to lead the team and quietly returned to Anyi City in the cover of night to interrogate the man overnight.

However, although the secret envoy did not deliver the message, Mr. Guo in Baibo Valley did not close his eyes and ears and did not react at all to the outside world.

Just a few days ago, on the third day after Su Yao's great victory, the Baibo Valley was already in panic.

"What should I do now?!"

In Baibo Valley, Guo Tai and his soldiers were plunged into a cloud of gloom.

As the first batch of defeated soldiers fled back, Guo Tai naturally learned about the miserable defeat of his own side on the front line.

Logically speaking, he knew that the officers and soldiers, especially those led by General Su Yao, were capable of fighting.

Therefore, in order to defend the Sushui defense line, he specially arranged for Hu Cai to lead more than 14,000 elite soldiers, and the assistance of the navy to ensure that nothing could go wrong.

Not to mention, he had burned the officers' and soldiers' ferry when he retreated before. The number of ferries they could build in more than half a month was limited. With hundreds of people crossing the river at a time, plus the interference of his navy, there was no way there would be any problem at all.

However, reality gave him a hard blow.

According to the rumors among the defeated soldiers, the great general Su Yao was as terrifying as a god, who destroyed his navy with just one man and one horse.

Such a result destroyed everyone's confidence in resistance.

"Evil, this is an evil person!" Guo Tai clenched his fists, his nails digging deeply into his palms, but the pain seemed unable to awaken his numb nerves.

"Master Qu, now is not the time to be shocked!"

A trusted general said anxiously:

"General Hu is finished, and the Shushui defense line has also been lost. The imperial army may arrive at the city at any time after crossing the river. We must find a way to deal with it quickly!"

What to do?

Mr. Guo glanced at the frightened soldiers and then at the nervous generals around him, knowing that life and death depended on this one move.

The Bai Bo commander took a deep breath, then suddenly stood up, and the Taiping Dao amulet hanging from his waist hit the table, making a crisp sound:
"As for the evil ones, we should capture them with our immortal Taoist magic."

"Someone, bring me my Seven Star Magic Sword." Guo Tai suddenly turned around, his robes billowing like black clouds, "Tonight at midnight, open the blood altar!"

Guo Tai's order made the surrounding generals look at each other in confusion, with a hint of confusion and astonishment in their eyes.

"General Qu, what...what does this mean?" a trusted general asked hesitantly, obviously confused by Guo Tai's sudden decision.

Guo Tai took a deep breath and said with a firm look, "Everyone, General Su Yao is no small matter. Ordinary means are no longer enough to deal with him. I see that he is extremely brave and cannot be defeated by human power. He must be possessed by a demon."

"Possessed by an evil spirit?!" The generals were all shocked when they heard this.

Mr. Guo nodded and continued, "I have heard that there are evil people in the world who can borrow the power of heaven and earth to do inhuman things. Su Yao was able to defeat our navy alone, so he is obviously such an evil person."

"Therefore, we need to use the immortal methods to defeat the enemy."

A general hesitated and said, "General Qu, this... this immortal method really works? We are all mortals."

Guo Tai sneered, "So what if we are just mortals? The immortals' methods are extremely mysterious. As long as we pray sincerely, we will be able to borrow divine power to kill the evil spirits."

Although the generals still had doubts in their hearts, seeing Guo Tai's firm attitude, they dared not say anything more.

After all, the situation is critical now and they have no better solution.

So, everyone took orders and began to prepare everything needed for the blood altar.

As night falls, Baibo Village is completely silent, with only the occasional chirping of insects breaking the tranquility of the night.

A blood altar has been built in the open space in the center of the village.

Various strange spells and magical instruments were placed on the altar, and blazing flames were burning around it, illuminating the night as if it were day.

There were also three hundred boys and girls tied up with hemp ropes and taken to the center of the magic circle, ready for sacrifice.

Around these children are twelve priests wearing Nuo masks, holding bone flutes and marching in the Yu step on the bluestone altar.

Guo Tai stood in the center. She was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a seven-star magic sword. She stood on the altar with a solemn and dignified expression.

"bloodletting!"

As the blood sacrifice began, Guo Tai took a deep breath, and then began to chant a spell to mobilize the power of heaven and earth.

As his spell sounded, the flames on the altar suddenly became more vigorous, as if some mysterious power was surging.

This scene made the Baibo Army soldiers who were watching the scene feel shaken and amazed.

Commander Qu is blessed by divine power, and General Su Yao will certainly not be able to stop him!
An inexplicable confidence surged in the hearts of the Baibo Army soldiers. They seemed to have seen the dawn of victory, and they shouted "Long live the commander!" and "The Yellow Turbans will surely win."

This made Guo Tai, who was casting the spell, feel at peace.

Of course, he didn't have any magic. This was just his desperate move to imitate General Tian Gong and hold an altar to try to save the morale of the troops.

Judging from the results, the effect is quite good.

The morale that was on the verge of collapse due to the arrival of those deserters was relieved, and he finally had the last bit of confidence to defend the city to the death.

He managed Baibo Village for several years, and even after a great defeat he still had more than 20,000 soldiers.

If what those noble families said in their previous letters is true, a world-wide anti-Soviet movement will soon begin.

As long as I can hold on to this last stronghold, I will still be qualified to compete for the world!
With this belief in mind, Mrs. Guo worked even harder to preside over the ritual.

The turbid talisman water in the bronze tripod suddenly surged and boiled, and blood marks appeared on the wrists of the three hundred boys at the same time.

Guo Tai held up the Seven-Star Magic Sword bestowed by Zhang Jue. The inscription on the sword body, "Year in Jiazi", flickered in the blood. "Heaven help me!" He roared as he stepped over the fragments of the "Taiping Jing" on the ground. The sound of the bone flutes of the twelve Nuo-masked priests pierced the night sky.

Such a scene made many Yellow Turban warriors' thoughts drift back to the time outside Julu City. It seemed that General Tian Gong had summoned the Nine Heavens Thunder to fight against the imperial army in just such a way.

Just like that, in this bloody sacrifice, the spirits of the Baibo soldiers gradually fell into distortion and madness, and they ignited the courage to fight to the death.

However, at the same moment, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly interrupted the ritual:

"Report——!"

"General Qu, it's bad! The imperial army is approaching the city, less than ten miles away from us!"

(End of this chapter)