Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

The situation suddenly reversed, the rain of arrows that should have pierced everyone was completely blocked by the shields of the Black Armor Army.

Wang Yong was utterly baffled by this scene.

This place is the entrance to the Imperial Mausoleum, extremely hidden, where did these elite troops dressed in black armor emerge from?

Why hadn't he sensed anything?

Was it all happening too quickly, or had they been ambushed here long ago?

In an instant, Wang Yong rejected the second guess.

This place has always been guarded by the Great General's men, it's impossible for a silent ambush to be set here.

However, this makes the strength of this army somewhat terrifying.

A hint of seriousness flashed in Wang Yong's eyes.

Could it be... the rumored Black Armor Army?

Whatever it is, we can't consider that much right now.

Your Majesty has emerged from the Imperial Mausoleum, indicating the Great General's first plan has failed.

There must be no mistakes here!

Wang Yong raised his hand high: "Fire arrows!"

Wave after wave of arrow rain, like overwhelming tides, crashed repeatedly against those black armor shields.

No matter how the archers attacked, the opposing shields were like they were cemented together, immovable and impenetrable.

This is not an ordinary array.

The archery commander said anxiously: "General Wang, this... we can't break through!"

Wang Yong said coldly: "They are few, attack with force!"

There are only twenty or thirty of them, and I have an army of tens of thousands; we can crush them by sheer force!

With Wang Yong's command, the archers retreated to the sides, and hundreds of heavily armored elites swarmed forward, charging murderously at the shield-bearing Black Armor Vanguard.

At that moment, the vanguard's formation suddenly changed.

At a glance, it was like a giant beast just awakened, opening its bloody maw toward its prey.

The heavy armored elites rushed into the array, like a mud ox entering the sea, instantly swallowed.

No return for the heavy armored elites.

One came, one was swallowed; ten came, ten were swallowed.

Boom!

The array moved mysteriously by several steps.

A pile of corpses stacked on the ground.

Wang Yong was stunned.

He had never seen such a bizarre murder array.

Go in alive, come out as a heap of armor.

This, this is simply...

"Are you the Black Armor Army?"

Wang Yong finally confirmed their identity.

The Black Armor Vanguard didn't speak, just held their shields, ready and waiting.

Wang Yong saw through it.

The opposition's numbers were insufficient for attack, thus focusing on defense.

But even the most excellent defense has its limits.

Who says he can't handle them?

"Bring the oil barrels!"

He shouted harshly.

Lu Qi furrowed his brow.

The next instant, he smelled the dense odor of firearm oil, the scorching scent permeating through the Black Armor Army's shields, even carried by the wind.

Miao King bristled: "Hey, hey! Are you insane? Your Majesty is here! Do you want to kill Your Majesty?"

Through the shield cracks, Wang Yong saw a pair of eyes sharp like knives.

It's Emperor Liang!

Wang Yong's heart skipped a beat; he staggered back several steps.

He clenched his fist, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and waved his hand: "Fire arrows!"

Swoosh!

A sharp arrow pierced through his palm!

"Ah—"

He cried out in pain, his face twisted.

He clutched his pierced left hand, looking back in disbelief.

This time, he saw an overwhelming rain of arrows.

But they weren't from his archers.

Those arrows were swifter and stronger than theirs.

"Ah—"

"Ah—"

Accompanied by relentless screams, his archers fell one by one.

"Form up!"

He shouted, drew his sword to cut off the arrow in his palm.

But it was too late.

A mighty eagle spread its wings, flying like the wind, letting out a shocking eagle's cry.

Then a woman in armor, riding a swiftly bounding white horse, dashed through his army as if in an uninhabited land.

When ten steps away, she stepped on a soldier's head, borrowing strength to leap high, slicing through the Hu family's commander flag with a sword!

The hunting eagle caught the flag floating in mid-air, shrieked, and threw it into the blazing bonfire.

Meng Qianqian kicked another half of the broken flagpole into the air, gripped it in reverse, and impaled a heavily armored elite sneaking up on the Black Armor Guards.

She stood atop the Imperial Mausoleum, holding the Green Simurgh Sword, unfurling the Black Armor Army's commander flag in the wind!

An overwhelming presence of a king's army surged like an avalanche.

She wore armor, a helmet that covered her face, revealing only her cold and resolute eyes.

Wang Yong's shock at this moment was indescribable.

Who is this female general?

Could Great Liang have such a master?

Hold on.

Black Armor Army.

Female General.

Could she be... the Princess?

But... didn't the Great General send a message by carrier pigeon, saying the Princess jumped down the dried well to save Your Majesty?

If this person were the Princess, who jumped into the dried well?

Meng Qianqian did indeed jump into the well at midnight.

However, once Hu Lie's informants withdrew, she climbed back up.

She knew Hu Lie was astute and would never easily give them the chance to find the Imperial Mausoleum.

Thus she devised a plan, utilizing the Empress to deliver her "Ruyi Abacus" to Hu Lie.

Her original plan was for the Empress to contact Consort Hu, then for Consort Hu to relay the message.

Who could have thought, the Empress and Hu Lie had inexplicable connections.

That made it even easier.

Hu Lie sent a message by pigeon, prompting them to act earlier, allowing the hunting eagle to seize the opportunity.

"Kill them for me!"

Wang Yong drew the saber from his waist, issuing the final order.

Outside the mausoleum became a battlefield of slaughter.

Wang Yong took the chance to rush to Lu Qi's side.

Lu Yuan went to fight alongside Meng Qianqian, no longer watching over Lu Qi, giving Wang Yong an opening.

And the Miao King also joined the fight.

Only Emperor Liang sat weakly at the Mystic Iron Gate of the mausoleum, holding a sleeping child.

Lu Qi stayed behind to protect the two.

Wang Yong pretended to engage Lu Qi.

"Commandery Prince, do it!"

Lu Qi hesitated.

Wang Yong discreetly handed him a dagger: "Do it!"

A struggle flickered in Lu Qi's eyes.

Wang Yong exchanged another move with him, whispering: "I've already been exposed, I'm the Great General's confidant, he won't escape blame; if you don't act now, once Your Majesty returns to the palace, it will really be too late!"

Lu Qi's hand started trembling slightly.

"Your mother will die too!"

Wang Yong gritted his teeth.

Lu Qi's eyes reddened.

A distinct hand gripped Lu Qi's hand, unapologetically thrusting the dagger into Wang Yong's chest.

Lu Qi's spine chilled; he turned to look at the person.

Lu Yuan walked away expressionless, as if hearing nothing.

The Black Armor Army was unstoppable.

When the commander flag fell, morale had already dropped by half; now Wang Yong was dead, and the ten-thousand strong Hu family's army crumbled like an avalanche, quickly subdued by the Black Armor Army.

Emperor Liang rose, stepping over the ruins: "Return to the palace!"