Pick up a princess to be your wife

"The Sima family has never sided with outsiders against their own people. If we're talking about violating ancestral precepts, who exactly violated them first?"

Sima Hong met Sima Xiangyue's gaze and questioned him loudly.

Sima Xiangyue never did anything to wrong the Sima family.

But now that the two sides are going in opposite directions, Sima Hong certainly won't change his mind.

Sima Hong, on the other hand, hoped that Sima Xiangyue would change her mind.

The siblings have shared a bond that has lasted for over forty years, as deep as blood.

However, if Sima Xiangyue is unwilling to return to the Sima clan, Sima Hong will certainly not be lenient.

“Elder sister, I don’t want to kill you. I know you are highly skilled in martial arts, but you can’t leave today. You’ve always been decisive, so give me an answer,” Sima Hong said.

"Do you know that I am the current prime minister?" Sima Xiangyue asked.

"Big sister, don't you know whose rebellion I'm rebelling against? Trying to intimidate me with your official authority? Do you think that will work?" Sima Hong retorted.

At that moment, not far away, on a tree.

Xiong Mo was perched awkwardly on a tree branch, aiming his rifle at the front yard of the courtyard.

"The distance is 1,300 steps, which is a bit far..."

When it comes to using muskets, Xiong Mo is definitely a master; calling him a sharpshooter wouldn't be an exaggeration.

He had practiced with this rifle for hundreds of rounds and was fairly accurate.

However, at a distance of more than a thousand paces, Xiong Mo still wasn't very confident in hitting someone.

This thing is indeed very powerful, and he learned to use it relatively quickly.

But he was still far from being the sniper Li Mu had described.

Xiong Mo slowed his breathing and observed the situation around the mansion through the scope.

"Get in position, and when I fire, rush in to rescue them," Xiong Mo said.

The person under the tree quickly ran away.

He looked through the scope, and after his men were in position, he slowly adjusted the crosshair, gradually aiming it at the back of Sima Hong's head.

This scope is really useful. At a distance of three or four hundred paces, Xiong Mo can definitely hit every shot.

As for now, Xiong Mo has no choice but to take a shot.

Whether you hit the target or not doesn't actually affect your ability to save lives.

There are probably only about five hundred people inside and outside the compound.

Xiong Mo brought a hundred men, killed five hundred, and rescued the people easily.

Over in the courtyard, a guard waved in his direction.

Xiong Mo immediately held his breath, slowly pushed the safety off, and then pulled the trigger.

"Bang~"

A loud bang startled the birds on the surrounding treetops, causing them to scatter and fly away.

Through the scope, Xiong Mo could see a small dot of light flash and fly toward the courtyard at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye.

Although it wasn't his first time handling a rifle, Xiong Mo still had to marvel at how fast it was.

This weapon is a true killing machine.

At such a distance, the bullet reached the target within a single breath after being fired.

Obviously, it missed.

At such a distance, even the slightest movement of the crosshair can cause a significant deviation in the bullet trajectory.

The target was too small in the scope.

Inside the courtyard at this moment.

Sima Hong felt a scorching heat pierce his ear.

In an instant, a sharp pain shot through my ear.

Before he could react, his left ear was smashed to a bloody mess by something!

Sima Hong was so frightened that he immediately squatted down on the ground, and only then did a sound come out.

"Pfft~"

It was as if a clap of thunder had traveled from a great distance to this place.

He had no idea where the hidden weapon came from, could hardly determine where the opponent was hiding based on the sound, and had no idea of ​​the distance.

By the time the gunshot reached his ears, the noise had subsided considerably.

After the gunshots rang out, the soldiers brought by Sima Hong nervously turned to look at the surrounding area.

Just then, a commotion was heard outside.

A series of rustling footsteps were rapidly approaching.

Several highly skilled individuals leaped onto the roof of the front hall in a few bounds, standing atop the eaves, aiming their muskets at the ground below.

Some people climbed over the wall, while others rushed straight to the main gate.

An archer suddenly turned his head, drew his bow, and aimed it at the gate.

"Oh!"

A loud bang rang out from the eaves, and the archer who was about to draw his bow and shoot an arrow had his head blown open, blood splattering everywhere, and died instantly.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, chaos erupted inside the courtyard.

The archers were clearly startled and began shooting arrows at the eaves.

But they only had to draw their bows once, before they could even release the arrows, when a bullet from who-knows-where would pierce their skulls.

Gunshots rang out from all directions, and the archers became increasingly panicked, not knowing where to aim their bows.

But as soon as they made a move, they would be shot, and all of them would be shot in the head and killed instantly.

One hundred guards, moving with fluid grace, instantly took control of the situation.

Hundreds of archers inside and outside the courtyard were completely powerless against them.

"Pfft~"

Another faint thud was heard as a bullet struck near Sima Hong's feet, leaving a hole in the ground and sending a cloud of dirt flying.

Someone is trying to assassinate him, but he doesn't know where that person is!

Sima Hong was not unskilled in martial arts, but now he could only watch helplessly as his men were swiftly eliminated by his personal guards.

He was almost hit because he made a movement to get up.

At this point, Sima Hong was completely at a loss.

He was the one who came to arrest Sima Gang and Sima Xiangyue, but now he's the one who's surrounded.

These must be the White Horse Army brought by Sima Xiangyue.

They possessed not only superior weaponry, but also a high degree of teamwork and exceptional combat skills…

Sima Hong was utterly amazed!

The White Horse Army is truly ridiculously strong!

Sima Hong planned to slip away in the chaos, but in an instant another bullet flew by and hit his feet, almost piercing his sole.

Where did the call come from?

Seeing this, Sima Xiangyue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Sima Gang was completely stunned.

He saw as if a group of divine soldiers had descended from the sky and wiped out hundreds of archers in an instant.

After the initial shock, all that remained in the courtyard were a group of archers crouching on the ground with their hands on their heads, not daring to offer any resistance, and hundreds of plainly dressed White Horse Army soldiers surrounding the courtyard, who were carrying muskets.

At first, Sima Xiangyue was somewhat afraid.

He felt that he had made a foolish mistake because of his arrogance, and that he shouldn't have appeared so openly; he should have investigated the situation secretly first.

Fortunately, the White Horse Army was secretly protecting them, otherwise she and Sima Gang would have been doomed here today.

At this time, a dozen or so White Horse Army soldiers had surrounded Sima Hong.

Sima Hong, who wanted to slip away, dared not make the slightest move to get up.