Night Emperor Crazy Concubine

Chapter 479 The Fragmented Dynasty 2
He kept thinking about it, recalling the glory and glory of the Fu family over the years, he stepped up to the position of the general, and from then on he often accompanied the holy driver, became the most trusted minister of the holy king, even in private bosom friend.

He also thought that he would become Beiyan's patron saint, he would become the sword in the hands of the emperor, he would become an invincible weapon, and he would become the biggest contributor to Beiyan's struggle for hegemony in the world...

But now, the faith in Fu Cang's heart is crumbling little by little.

He really couldn't imagine that he could deal with an imperial court with the power of one person, and under such strict security, he could come and go without a trace... Unless it was a ghost or a god descending from the earth, it was absolutely impossible.

Absolutely-no-could-possible-

Running all the way to the barracks, the barracks has already become a mess, those well-trained soldiers are all surrounded on the barracks horse farm, the death of General Hussars and General Fei Yu, and the sudden sudden death of all the horses, let these soldiers We felt a kind of uneasiness like a storm.

Fu Cang got off his horse, pushed aside the soldiers who were blocking the way, and walked inside with a sullen face, his usually resolute and steady face was now covered with frost.

When the soldiers saw him coming, the noisy discussion stopped for a moment, and they just looked at their general with complicated eyes.

Although they were in the military camp, even though they hadn't heard about what happened in the imperial city these days, the frightening news that had already spread uproar still couldn't be hidden from their ears.

Bei Yan was already vulnerable.

Their great general—the number one general recognized by Bei Yan, Fu Cang, who is good at fighting, probably has no way to turn the tide.

More than half of Beiyan's important officials died, and the families of the powerful and powerful were immersed in boundless fear and grief. Beiyan's government had already been paralyzed, and now those who attacked secretly had already begun to deal with the army.

"General..."

Someone yelled uneasily, but didn't know what to say. All the soldiers in the barracks looked at Fu Cang with eyes that couldn't hide their fear.

On the racecourse, the dead war horse didn't have any injuries, and there was no sign of any struggle. It just fell quietly in his stable, as if asleep.

Fu Cang walked over in silence, looked along the long stables one by one, and occasionally reached out to test the breath of the horses. After walking around, he had to face the tragic fact powerlessly—the two men in the barracks Of the ten thousand war horses, none survived.

Fu Cang raised his head, took a deep breath, and wanted to let out the depression in his heart. These days, one after another, he was also mentally exhausted. Facing such a tragic situation, he no longer knew what to do. reacted.

In less than two months...

At this time of two months, even if someone is threatening and provoking in his ears like this, even if someone has a foretelling, he will never believe that these weird and tragic situations will happen in Beiyan, and it will happen when King Yunrui and him Fu Cang Guarding Beiyan Emperor Capital.

"General." The general beside him was also extremely pale and ugly, and he didn't even know how to comfort him, but he still wanted to report what had happened, "General Hussar and General Feiyu were beheaded, and the murderer left A note, saying that the two generals are loyal and suitable for worship."

Suitable for worship?

Who do you worship?
Fu Cang turned his head and looked at his general, "Who do you worship?"

Pian Jiang shook his head, "This subordinate doesn't know."

"...you don't know..." Fu Cang repeated in a daze, with a look of misery slowly appearing on his face, "you don't know...but I do..."

The general looked at him suspiciously, "General?"

Fu Cang ignored him, and walked along the racecourse alone, his heart was suddenly occupied by a kind of boundless despair, and there were traces of regret that he didn't even notice.

Hussar General Nangong Qing and Feiyu General Nangong Hong are both over [-] years old. Ten years ago, they were all domestic slaves of Nangong Mansion. Teach them martial arts and tactics... In the next few years, the military power in Nangong Lingtian's hands was gradually divided up. Under Nangong Lingtian's signal, the two got closer to Nangong Hao, the eldest son of Nangong. The talented young man repeatedly pointed out that both of them had made rapid progress in both martial arts and military art, so they were repeatedly promoted in the barracks...

However, when Nangong Hao was assassinated, these two people played a huge role in it... They are familiar with Nangong Hao's habits, the layout of Nangong Hao's residence, and the only weakness in Nangong Hao...

Prince Jing's Mansion sent 36 of the top dead men in the mansion to kill Nangong Hao. That young man who was only 32 years old killed [-] masters by himself, but in the end due to excessive physical exertion, he was stabbed into the heart by a sudden poisonous sword. pulse……

Fu Cang's body trembled uncontrollably, he could no longer lift his feet, and squatted down on his knees, waves of panic and uneasiness swept over him...

Can't think, can't think anymore...

"General?" Pianjiang looked worriedly at Fu Cang who suddenly lost control, feeling a little unbelievable.

In their hearts, they always thought that Fu Cang should be invincible, no matter what happened, he should not lose his composure.

Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face. This is the General Fu they know well, not the weak and vulnerable man he is now.

"Right now, Fu Cang's mind is scattered, and he is already vulnerable."

In a courtyard near the imperial city, a young man sat on the main seat, looking down at the teacup in his hand, with an indifferent expression, almost heartless.

"Young Master's letter has been sent to him, but he hasn't responded yet."

The young son was not surprised when he heard the words, "It's right not to respond. The horse just died suddenly, and someone here traded with him. No matter how stupid he is, it is impossible for him not to guess that this is a trap."

Hearing this, the man below couldn't help feeling strange, "Then if he doesn't come..."

"No." The young man said lightly, with a firm tone, "He will come, even if he knows it's a trap, he must come, it's just a matter of time."

When the people below heard the words, they didn't know what to do next.

Or it should be said that he couldn't figure out the complicated thoughts in this young man's mind at all.

The young man didn't seem to want to explain to him, he raised his eyes and looked at the clear and cloudy sky outside, a cold and disdainful arc slowly crossed the corner of his mouth, "I just want to tell him, deal with him the first time!" General, in fact, you don't need to spend much thought at all, because he... is simply a substitute that can't be considered elegant..."

(End of this chapter)