The Prodigal Son

With a master like Guo Yang around, the effects of wolf poison on them were minimal.

Most of the poisonous smoke they threw was repelled by Guo Yang's ferocious strength, falling into the pile of assassins.

The few instances of wolf poison smoke thrown through Guo Yang's defenses were deflected back by Qi Dachui and other experts, much like golf balls.

Beneath the billowing smoke, those assassins truly experienced what it meant to reap what you sow.

"Cough cough..."

Under the corrosive influence of the wolfsbane smoke, these assassins immediately began to cough incessantly.

"Quickly, retreat to the secret chamber! Use the entrance to hold them off!"

Someone, seemingly a genius, shouted something, and the assassins, unable to bear the poisonous smoke any longer, retreated into the secret chamber.

However, as soon as they retreated back into the secret room, they regretted it.

bang bang...

All the wolfsbane smoke they threw out was sent into the secret chamber.

Thick, pungent toxic fumes immediately spread throughout the sealed room.

Although the secret room was large, it was not ventilated at all.

The lingering smoke of wolfsbane gradually filled the secret chamber, forcing them to retreat deeper and deeper into it.

Guo Yang paid no heed to the poisonous smoke, and with a chilling aura, ordered his men, "Charge in!"

"Wait!"

Qin Yu raised his hand to stop Guo Yang, "They'll come out on their own soon!"

"not necessarily!"

Guo Yang shook his head. "There's very likely a secret escape route inside!"

"Let's wait and see!"

Qin Yu stopped Guo Yang again and loudly ordered Qin Xiong, "Immediately take fifty men to the temple to collect some monks' robes and scraps of cloth, soak them in water, tear them into pieces the size of face towels, and bring them over! It would be best to also bring a few basins of water! Be quick!"

"yes!"

Although Qin Xiong did not know Qin Yu's purpose in doing so, he still faithfully carried out his orders.

"What are you doing with this?"

Nan Que'er asked Qin Yu, puzzled.

Qin Yu explained, "Please cover your mouths and noses to reduce the harm from the toxic fumes!"

This stuff is mainly sulfur dioxide!

Covering your mouth and nose with a damp cloth, while not completely preventing harm, can serve as a temporary emergency measure.

"Will this work?"

Nan Que'er frowned slightly.

"Of course it works!"

Qin Yu smiled confidently, "At least it'll make everyone feel a little better!"

They have no idea what's going on inside this secret room. Rushing in rashly will only increase unnecessary casualties.

Even if you're going to rush in, you should still take some simple protective measures.

However, Guo Yang's worries were clearly unnecessary.

There is no secret passage inside this cave.

This is an entire cave. There are no secret passages; the only ventilation point is the exit from the cave's secret chambers.

But the exit is now tightly guarded by Qin Yu and his men.

Inside the sealed room, the smoke from wolfsbane continued to spread.

Before long, the smoke from wolfsbane filled the entire secret room.

With nowhere left to retreat, the assassins were once again enveloped in wolf poison smoke.

"Cough cough..."

Violent coughing could be heard continuously from inside the sealed room.

The assassin, trapped in the secret room, felt a burning pain in his throat and his eyes were also burning so badly that he couldn't stop tearing up.

"Charge out and fight them!"

The assassins in the secret chamber finally couldn't hold out any longer and roared as they charged out once more.

However, when they charged out, they were met with crossbow bolts and flashing swords.

Knowing there was no way out, these fierce assassins roared and pounced forward.

Behind them, more assassins, enduring the pain, lit up the wolf poison smoke again and threw it out.

This time, the assassins were smarter; instead of just throwing the lit wolfsbane smoke around Qin Yu, they threw it out in a fan shape.

The yellowish-brown toxic fumes once again filled the surrounding area.

Guo Yang firmly protected Qin Yu, preventing the poison from getting close, but the golden-armored imperial guards on both flanks were not so protected.

The smoke from the wolfsbane smoke spread everywhere, and the pungent smell, like rotten eggs, swept across the entire field. Many soldiers suffered from burning throats and coughed violently.

Fortunately, Qin Xiong brought over what Qin Yu wanted and also had someone bring over several basins of water.

"Quickly, distribute these damp cloths so everyone can cover their mouths and noses!"

Qin Yu quickly issued the order, while also instructing his men to retreat slightly to create more space and minimize the harm caused by the wolfsbane smoke.

These assassins are already trapped, so there's no need for them to endure the poisonous smoke like these assassins.

As the wet cloths were distributed, everyone immediately covered their mouths and noses with them as Qin Yu had instructed.

Although they were still feeling unwell from the toxic fumes, they were much more comfortable than before.

The battle continues.

The assassin, shrouded in thick smoke, coughed violently, his resistance growing weaker and weaker.

"Qin Yu, you scoundrel! You'll die a horrible death!"

Pfft!

Unable to bear the pain any longer, one of the assassins cursed Qin Yu and then suddenly swung his sword and committed suicide.

"Qin Yu, you scoundrel! I'll haunt you even in death!"

"Qin encountered a scoundrel..."

Then, the second, the third...

These assassins seemed to have some kind of agreement.

Before committing suicide, everyone would utter a curse against Qin Yu.

If you didn't know better, you'd think Qin Yu was the villain.

Hearing the curses of these assassins, Qin Yu couldn't help but feel a dark expression on his face, and he pondered silently in his heart.

After being scolded so badly, shouldn't he ask Zhao Luan for some compensation for emotional distress?

As more and more suicide soldiers fell, the battle gradually came to an end.

When Qin Yu and his men quietly surrounded the temple, the outcome of the battle was no longer in doubt.

These assassins relied on the fact that the enemy was in the open while they were in the dark.

Now, they have lost their greatest asset.

Faced with Qin Yu and his men's encirclement and attack, and then being poisoned by the wolf poison smoke they themselves had thrown out, they had absolutely no chance of winning.

All resistance is futile!

Mo Wu, Lao Gui, and several others who had attempted to assassinate the Crown Prince years ago were captured alive. Most of the assassins either chose to commit suicide or were killed.

As the night wind dispersed the surrounding wolfsbane smoke, only corpses remained on the ground.

The strong smell of blood mixed with the rotten egg odor of wolfsbane smoke was enough to make one want to vomit.

Mo Wu and Lao Gui stared at the scene before them in despair. After a long while, they closed their eyes indifferently.

There was no regret, and no pain.

There was only a slight sense of resentment.

They tried their best, but in the end, they couldn't save even one of the young masters!

The historian, who had enjoyed a glorious sixty-year career, ultimately met his inevitable demise.

Utterly annihilated!

Not even a single spark could be left!

Qin Yu raised his hand to fan his nose, then waved it wide. "Take all the living ones away. For those not quite dead, stab them a couple more times! Big Hammer, take some men into the cave and search it thoroughly again. See if there are any more people hiding inside!"

"yes!"

As soon as Qin Yu gave the order, everyone immediately obeyed and began to act.

Guo Yang's eyes swept over Mo Wu and the others with daggers, suppressing the murderous intent in his heart. He slowly walked to the side, knelt down in the direction of the Crown Prince's mausoleum, and kowtowed with reddened eyes: "Your Highness, this old servant has avenged you! You can rest in peace in the afterlife..."

Hearing Guo Yang's words, Gui San and Gui Si followed and slowly knelt down behind Guo Yang, kowtowing in the direction of the Crown Prince's mausoleum...