Nine dragons fight for the throne, I don't want to sit on this throne

Chu Ning rode on a warhorse, his black dragon robe rustling in the wind, his eyes as cold as a knife.

Behind him were five hundred fully armed imperial guards, wearing iron armor and holding spears like a forest, exuding a murderous aura.

When the guards of the Prince of Qin's mansion saw the emperor coming in person from afar, they were stunned at first, and then they straightened their backs without caring about their own life and stood in front of the mansion gate.

One of the guards' leaders even shouted, "How dare you! This is the Prince of Qin's palace. How dare you trespass!"

He glanced at Zhao Yu, his eyes full of disdain. "General Zhao, although you are the commander of the Imperial Guard, what is your intention in leading troops to surround the palace? Don't you know the etiquette?"

Zhao Yu sneered and raised the spear in his hand suddenly. With a flash of cold light, the tip of the spear was against the throat of the guard leader.

"Your Majesty has ordered——"

His voice was like thunder, making the guards pale: "Qin Wangfu, the entire family will be executed!"

"kill!"

At a command, the imperial guards poured into the Prince of Qin's palace like a tide.

The palace was instantly in chaos, with screams, roars, and the sound of weapons clashing intertwined into one.

The guards of the Prince of Qin's palace and the assassins he retained drew their swords to resist, but how could they be a match for the imperial guards?

Zhao Yu took the lead, his spear like a dragon, blood splattering wherever he passed.

A assassin attacked from the side, with the blade aimed at his neck, but he shot him through the chest with a backhand, and the body was thrown several feet away.

The imperial guards formed a battle formation, with sword and shield soldiers in front and spearmen in the back, advancing step by step, forcing the stubbornly resisting palace guards into a desperate situation.

Inside the Prince of Qin's mansion, screams were heard everywhere.

A maidservant knelt down and begged for mercy, but was mercilessly beheaded by the imperial guards. A servant tried to escape by climbing over the wall, but was shot like a hedgehog by the crossbowmen.

Blood dyed the bluestone ground red, flowed down the steps, and gathered into scarlet streams.

An hour later, the battle ended.

More than 300 corpses were lying in various corners of the Qin Palace, including men, women, old and young.

Chu Ning stood in the middle of the courtyard, scanning everything with an expressionless face, and then gave a cold order:

"Drag them all to the city gates and leave their bodies exposed for three days."

The April sun was not scorching, but the sight of more than 300 corpses piled up at the city gate still terrified the passers-by.

Crows circled overhead, cawing harshly and occasionally swooping down to peck at the flesh.

"Oh my God... No one is left alive in the Qin Palace..." Some people whispered, their voices trembling.

"Shh! Keep your voice down! Do you want to die?" The people beside him quickly grabbed him and said, "This is the will of His Majesty!"

Chu Ning stood on the palace building, overlooking all this, with a slight smile on his face.

He wanted everyone to know that the only consequence of betraying him was death.

By this time, night had fallen.

Outside the Ministry of Justice prison, several jailers were yawning, leaning lazily against the wall, and chatting idly.

"I heard that the Prince Qin's Mansion was raided?" a jailer asked in a low voice.

"Shh! Don't talk nonsense!" Another person looked around nervously, "Be careful, there are ears on the other side of the wall!"

Before he could finish his words, hurried footsteps suddenly came from the distance.

The jailers looked up suddenly and saw dozens of men in black rushing out from the darkness, holding sharp blades and full of murderous intent!

"Oh no! Someone is breaking into the prison!"

"Stop them!"

"Quickly inform the adults!"

Before he finished speaking, dozens of dark shadows rushed out from the darkness like ghosts, and the sword lights shone coldly under the moonlight.

The jailers hurriedly drew their swords to meet the enemy, and the two sides immediately engaged in fighting.

Although the men in black were few in number, each of them was very skilled. Several jailers fell down amidst the flash of swords and sabers.

In an instant, the entire prison was in an uproar.

The jailers drew their swords and rushed forward with roars.

The two sides engaged in close combat, the sounds of swords clashing, roars, and screams intertwined together, and blood splattered, staining the bluestone ground red.

A man in black leaped up and stabbed a jailer in the throat with the dagger in his hand, but the jailer dodged sideways and slashed at his shoulder with the dagger, causing blood to spurt out immediately.

The man in black groaned and staggered back, but soon his companions caught up with him and slashed the jailer's arm with a knife.

"Guard the gate! Don't let them in!"

The jailer rushed out with his men, shouted loudly, and smashed the wrist of a man in black with the iron bar in his hand.

The man in black screamed, and his knife fell to the ground. He was chopped by another jailer with a knife. He was so scared that he quickly turned around and dodged.

Although the men in black were brave and fierce, the jailers gradually gained the upper hand by relying on their numbers.

A leader in black, seeing the situation was not good, shouted sternly: "Retreat! Retreat first!"

Seeing this, the jailer sneered, "With just these few people, you dare to come and break into the prison? Brothers, kill them all and you will be rewarded handsomely!"

Under his encouragement, the morale of the jailers was greatly boosted and they actually forced the men in black to retreat.

The men in black fought and retreated. Seeing this, the jailers' morale was boosted and they chased after them with roars.

"Don't let them run away! Kill them all!" The jailer grinned and chased after them with the jailers.

The men in black were forced to retreat into a narrow alley, and the jailers chased them closely. With a flash of knives, two more men in black fell.

Seeing that they were about to be surrounded and wiped out, the leader in black suddenly took out a bag of lime powder from his arms and threw it at the pursuers.

"Ah! My eyes!"

The jailers were caught off guard and covered their eyes, screaming in pain.

The man in black took the opportunity to break out and quickly disappeared into the night.

The jailer was furious. He wiped the lime off his face and said through gritted teeth, "Damn it! They got away!"

A jailer gasped and asked, "Sir, do you want to chase him?"

The jailer sneered, "Why are you chasing them? They're just a handful, they can't cause any trouble! Let's go back to the prison!"

The jailers turned around and went back cursing, completely unaware that the real killing had just begun.

They didn't know that shortly after they left, another group of men in black sneaked into the prison quietly.

The seven or eight remaining jailers just reacted when they were startled by the large number of men in black in front of them.

"No, we fell into a trap!"

"Hurry up, we are no match for them!"

The jailers didn't dare to fight the other side and just ran away.

The man in black rushed into the depths of the prison and quickly found the imprisoned Green Snake Sect's top master, Han Lie.

"Master Han, please come with us and leave!" The leading man in black cut the iron chain with a knife.

Han Lie was shocked: "You are..."

"We are the people of the old Qin King."

The man in black said in a deep voice, "Now that the old King Qin's family has been brutally exterminated, and even he himself has been beheaded, we have nowhere else to go but to rescue you!"

Han Lie's eyes flashed with ecstasy: "Great! God will not let me die!"

He turned to the other imprisoned Green Snake Sect disciples and shouted, "Brothers, follow me!"

"Master Han, the city is under tight security now. How do we get out?" asked a man in black.

Han Lie sneered, "Don't worry, the old King of Qin has already prepared a retreat—I know a tunnel that leads directly out of the city!"

Everyone was overjoyed when they heard this, and immediately followed Han Lie out of the prison and disappeared into the night.