Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

Zhang Ling's heart was moved. Being abducted? Could it be that the original owner of this body had also experienced a similar fate as him?

"Father, can you tell me about what happened in the past?" Zhang Ling asked.

The man nodded and began to talk about Zhang Ling’s “past”.

It turns out that Zhang Ling is the prince of the Tianxuan Empire. He was gifted and loved since childhood. However, when he was five years old, a palace incident caused him to lose his mother, and he was abducted by a traitor and became a wanderer among the people.

The emperor has been searching for Zhang Ling's whereabouts for many years. Now that father and son are finally reunited, he is very excited.

Zhang Ling listened to the man's story, but he was full of doubts. Although the story sounded touching, he always felt that something was wrong.

He asked tentatively: "Father, what kind of person was I before?"

The man smiled and said, "You have been naughty since you were young. You like to wield swords and guns. You are a natural warrior. However, you are also kind and always willing to help others."

Zhang Ling sneered in his heart. Kind? Helpful? This was not the self he remembered. He had lived in an environment of intrigue and deception since he was a child. In order to survive, he learned to disguise himself and became ruthless.

"Father, did I have any enemies in the past?" Zhang Ling asked, with a barely perceptible chill in his tone.

The man's face changed slightly, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, "Enemy? Of course there is! Those who harmed you and your son back then, I will make them pay the price!"

Zhang Ling's heart trembled. It seemed that the water in the Tianxuan Empire was also very deep. He decided to wait and see what would happen.

In the next few days, Zhang Ling has been trying to adapt to his new identity. He learned court etiquette, got to know members of the royal family, and learned about the situation in Tianxuan Continent.

He discovered that this world was completely different from the world he came from. This was a world where martial arts was respected, the strong could dominate everything, and the weak could only be slaughtered.

And he, as the crown prince of the Tianxuan Empire, was destined to be drawn into the vortex of this power struggle.

One night, Zhang Ling came to the Imperial Garden alone for a walk.

He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, his heart full of confusion.

He didn't know why he came to this world, nor did he know what to do next.

"Ling'er..." Zhang Ling called the guide's name softly.

A white figure appeared in front of him, it was Ling'er.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Ling'er asked, her tone still gentle.

"I want to know why I came to this world?" Zhang Ling asked.

Ling'er smiled and said, "This is fate."

"Fate?" Zhang Ling sneered, "I don't believe in fate! I only believe in myself!"

Ling Er looked at him, with a hint of appreciation in her eyes, "Very good! You have the mentality of a strong person! Only those who don't believe in fate can change their fate!"

"Tell me, what should I do?" Zhang Ling asked, his tone full of determination.

Ling'er stretched out her hand and pointed at the bright moon in the sky, "Your road to revenge has just begun!"

Zhang Ling looked in the direction Ling'er pointed, and saw a hideous face vaguely emerging in the bright moon.

That face was exactly the appearance of his enemy in his previous life!

A strong hatred instantly surged into Zhang Ling's heart!

"I will definitely take revenge!" Zhang Ling said gritting his teeth, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"I will help you." Ling'er said with a smile, "Your enemy is also my enemy!"

Zhang Ling felt warm in his heart, he knew that he was not alone in this strange world.

He has Ling'er's help, as well as the memories and power of the original owner of this body.

He believed that he would be able to start over in this world and realize his revenge plan!

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from behind the rockery, with a flash of cold light in his hand, and stabbed straight into Zhang Ling's back!

A flash of cold light pierced Zhang Ling's back! In a flash, Zhang Ling instinctively dodged to the side, and the dagger of the black shadow passed by his ribs, bringing a gust of cool wind.

"Who is it!" Zhang Ling shouted and turned to face the assassin.

The assassin was dressed in black, with his face covered, revealing only a pair of cold eyes. Without saying a word, he brandished the dagger again and attacked Zhang Ling.

Although Zhang Ling had no memory of practicing martial arts, his body's instinct made him react. He dodged the attack sideways and kicked the assassin in the abdomen.

The assassin obviously didn't expect Zhang Ling to react like this. He was kicked and staggered back a few steps.

Zhang Ling took advantage of the situation and pursued him, punching and kicking like raindrops. Although the assassin was agile, he was no match for Zhang Ling and soon fell behind.

Just when Zhang Ling was about to kill him with one blow, the assassin suddenly pulled out a hidden weapon from his arms and shot it at Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling was quick-witted and grabbed the assassin's wrist and twisted it hard. The assassin screamed and the hidden weapon in his hand fell to the ground.

Zhang Ling picked up the hidden weapon and took a closer look, and it turned out to be a poison needle!

"Tell me! Who sent you here!" Zhang Ling roared, his eyes full of murderous intent.

The assassin gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Zhang Ling sneered, "Since you won't tell me, then go to hell!"

After saying that, Zhang Ling slapped the assassin on the forehead. The assassin died instantly, and his body fell limply to the ground.

Zhang Ling looked at the assassin's body, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. Although the assassin's skills were good, he was definitely not a top master. Who sent him to assassinate him? Was it an internal struggle in the Tianxuan Empire?

"It seems that the water in the Tianxuan Empire is deeper than I thought..." Zhang Ling murmured to himself.

Ling'er reappeared, looked at the assassin's body, and said, "It seems that your enemies can't wait to get rid of you."

"Yes," Zhang Ling said, "It seems I have to speed up my revenge plan."

"I will always help you," Ling'er said, "no matter what happens, I will be by your side."

Zhang Ling felt warm in his heart, he knew that he was not alone in this strange world.

He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, his eyes full of determination.

"My road to revenge has just begun!"

The next day, Zhang Ling told his father about the assassin. The emperor was furious and ordered a thorough investigation.

However, the results of the investigation were disappointing. The identity of the assassin was unknown, and there was no clue as to who was behind it.

Zhang Ling knew in his heart that there must be someone behind this, and this person was in a high position of power and difficult to find.

"Since you want to play, then I will play with you!" Zhang Ling sneered in his heart, his eyes full of murderous intent.

In the next few days, Zhang Ling learned court etiquette, got to know members of the royal family, and learned about the situation in the Tianxuan Continent, while secretly investigating the assassin.

He discovered that the court of the Tianxuan Empire was divided into two major factions. One faction, headed by the prime minister, advocated peaceful development; the other faction, headed by the general, advocated external expansion.

As the crown prince, he became the focus of contention between the two factions.

The prime minister's faction hopes that Zhang Ling can inherit the throne and continue the policy of peaceful development; while the generals' faction hopes to support other princes to ascend the throne in order to realize their ambition of external expansion.

Zhang Ling was clearly aware that he had been caught up in the vortex of a power struggle.

He must be cautious and move carefully at every step to survive in this treacherous world.

One day, Zhang Ling was reading in the study when he suddenly heard a noise coming from outside.

He walked out of the study and saw a guard running in in a panic. He knelt on the ground and said, "Your Highness, this is bad! The general has led his troops to surround the palace!"

Zhang Ling's face changed, and he thought to himself: It's finally here!

"Pass the order down, all guards gather and prepare for battle!" Zhang Ling said in a deep voice, his eyes full of murderous intent.

He had anticipated that this day would come, so he made preparations in advance.

Although there are not many guards in the palace, they are all elite troops and their fighting power should not be underestimated.

"Your Highness, the general's troops are too large. We are afraid..." the guard said worriedly.

"What are you afraid of!" Zhang Ling shouted angrily, "Even if I die, I will protect the palace!"

The guards were inspired by Zhang Ling's aura and shouted, "We will defend the palace to the death!"

Zhang Ling stood on the wall of the imperial palace, holding a sword in his hand, looking at the huge army below the city, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

"General, do you want this?" Zhang Ling shouted loudly.

Under the city, the general rode on a tall and handsome horse, sneered, and said: "Your Highness, a man who knows the times is a hero. As long as you hand over the throne, I will guarantee your safety."

"You are dreaming!" Zhang Ling roared, "Even if I die, I will never hand over the throne to a traitor like you!"

"If you don't accept my toast, I'll punish you!" the general shouted angrily, "Attack!"

The army surged towards the palace like a tide, and a bloody battle was about to break out...

A flash of cold light flashed, and Zhang Ling instinctively dodged to the side. The assassin's dagger grazed his ribs, and the sharp blade cut his clothes, leaving a shallow blood mark.

"Who is it?!" Zhang Ling shouted loudly, retreated violently, and drew the sword at his waist.

The assassin missed his target and turned to flee without fighting. Zhang Ling would not let him escape so easily, so he chased after him with his sword in hand.

The assassin was agile and moved freely among the rockery and flowers. Zhang Ling chased him relentlessly. The two of them, one chasing and one fleeing, soon left the Imperial Garden.

Zhang Ling was puzzled. The assassin was obviously coming for him. Who wanted to kill him? Was it a political enemy in the court? Or an enemy from his previous life?

Ling'er followed closely behind. As she ran, she reminded Zhang Ling: "Be careful! This assassin's martial arts skills are not weak!"

Zhang Ling sneered: "Humph! I want to see who sent him!"

During the chase, Zhang Ling gradually realized that the assassin seemed to be deliberately leading him to a certain place. He decided to take advantage of the situation and see what the other party was up to.

The assassin finally led Zhang Ling to a remote palace. The palace looked old and dilapidated, and the words on the plaque were blurred.

The assassin flashed into the palace, and Zhang Ling followed him in without hesitation.

The palace was dimly lit and filled with a stale smell. Zhang Ling walked forward cautiously, observing his surroundings vigilantly.

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in the palace: "Your Highness, how are you?"

Zhang Ling looked in the direction of the voice and saw a figure dressed in black and wearing a conical hat standing in the center of the hall.

"Who are you?" Zhang Ling asked in a deep voice.

The man in black slowly took off his hat, revealing a pale and sinister face.

"Don't you recognize me?" The man in black sneered, "Back then, you killed my entire family with your own hands!"

Zhang Ling's heart shuddered. Although he didn't recognize this face, the hatred contained in the black-clothed man's words made him feel a little familiar.

"Are you... a remnant of the previous dynasty?" Zhang Ling asked tentatively.

The man in black laughed loudly: "That's right! I am from the royal family of the previous dynasty. I came here to take revenge on you!"

Zhang Ling understood in his heart that it seemed that the original owner of this body had quite a few enemies.