After being reborn in the Mass Grave, she overturned her predecessor's power

Outside the moat in the western suburbs, Wu Jin and Wu Sa led their men in lurking, their eyes wide open in the dark.

At midnight, the water in the moat was cut off in the middle. It turned out that the secret cell they had been looking for for a long time was actually hidden under the moat.

The person leading them said nervously, "Now, charge!"

Unless there are special circumstances, the secret prison will only open once a day at midnight. If you miss it, you will have to wait until midnight the next day.

Wu Jin and Wu Sa looked at each other, then they jumped into the underground river and rushed down with their men holding swords.

"Someone is breaking into the prison. Ring the bell!"

Qianji was leading his men on night patrol in the prison. The sound of "ding-ling-ling" bells echoed throughout the dark prison.

Everyone gripped the knives at their waists and became alert instantly.

The bell in the secret cell hasn't rung for many years. I didn't expect it to ring tonight.

Qianji immediately ran to the cell where Duan Xiluo was imprisoned. He was still curled up in the corner, motionless, as usual.

Soon someone hurried in and said, "Boss, the enemy is coming fiercely, I'm afraid our brothers can't hold out for long."

Qianji said in a deep voice, "Open the mechanism in the dark cell!"

Unfortunately, he was a step too late. The reason why Wu Jin and his men were able to find them successfully was, of course, because there was a traitor in their group.

The sound of fighting was getting closer and closer, and the prison officer said worriedly, "Boss, what should we do?"

"The prison break at this critical moment can only be for one person." Qianji said as he opened the cell door with a key, "Your Majesty has ordered that in the event of a critical situation, Duan Xilou can be executed on the spot!"

In short, Duan Xilou must not be rescued alive.

Qianji raised the knife in his hand and said to Duan Xilou, "I will see you off for the last time. Don't be a Xiling person in your next life!"

He cut with the knife, but missed.

Duan Xilou, who had been mentally ill for a long time, had a pair of eyes as calm and sharp as a wolf. He murmured, "Mingyue is here to pick me up..."

So he must get out and see her alive!

Faith is sometimes the most terrifying and indestructible thing. Everyone thought that the Jade-faced General was completely destroyed by prison. At this moment, his hunched body burst out with great strength.

Even though he was dragging one leg, he managed to avoid several of Qianji's swords. Unfortunately, he was soon forced into a corner with no way to retreat.

Qianji said coldly, "General, have a safe journey."

The cold light flashed towards his neck. At the critical moment, a sword came towards his vest.

He could only change direction forcibly, catch the sword, and soon started fighting with the man.

Wu Sa entangled her, Wu Jin wanted to rescue Duan Xilou, but his hands and feet were locked with iron chains.

The iron chain is impervious to swords and guns and cannot be crossed at all.

Wu Jin said anxiously, "Hand over the key."

Qianji was unmoved. As long as they didn't have the key, they couldn't take the people away. Just hold on for a while, the reinforcements will arrive soon.

Wu Jin hit the iron chain with his sword again and again, but the chain didn't move at all.

Bingtong walked in wearing a nightgown and was about to use illusion to hypnotize Qianji to see if he could find out the whereabouts of the key.

Suddenly, a bunch of keys was thrown at Wu Jin's feet. Qian Ji said in disbelief, "Ah Qing..."

The man who was replaced by Ah Qing, while fighting with the intruder, shouted, "Go! Take the general away!"

Wu Jin picked up the key on the ground, opened the anklet that locked Duan Xiluo, and helped him out.

Qianji's attack became more and more fierce. Wu Sa held on with both swords. When he finally retreated, he was stabbed in the arm.

The other jailers and secret guards chased after him. Qianji stood still, holding the knife to Ah Qing's neck, "Why?"

The iron chain that locked Duan Xiluo was made of thousand-year-old cold iron, and two long chains extended directly from the stone wall. As long as the chain was not opened, the person could not be taken away.

Unless his hands and feet are cut off, the man will be completely disabled and will not live long.

Ah Qing closed his eyes and said calmly, "Boss, just kill me."

"You are the one I trust the most. You are the most tenacious and hardworking among your group." Qianji looked at him with a look of half disappointment and half confusion, "Why did you betray me?"

Ah Qing smiled bitterly, "I became an orphan when I was eight years old, and was picked by the secret guards of the imperial court and brought back for training."

"My mother died, my father died, and everyone in the village died...died at the hands of the Turkic cavalry. If the Wolf Fang Army had arrived a little later, I would have starved to death."

He will always remember the day when the Langya Army drove away the Turks. He was still young at that time and only remembered that paper money was everywhere in the city and the village.

In front of the mass grave, a general in white armor and a woman holding a silver spear, with their hands on their chests, bowed deeply in front of the mass grave and offered wine to the tens of thousands of people.

"The enemy has been driven out, the blood feud has been avenged, and the country still exists. Rest in peace, and have a good journey."

Many people who lost their family members like him were crying, and he was crying too.

He was still young at that time. Later he joined the Dark Guard Camp, crawled out from the pile of dead bodies, started to perform missions, and began to understand many things.

Only then did I understand the meaning of that short sentence, and finally knew who the white-armored general and the young woman were.

Qianji was silent for a long time before he said in a deep voice, "So that's how it is..."

Ah Qing smiled and said, "It's a very tacky and insignificant story. It has long been forgotten in the midst of the prosperity and peace, but I can't forget it."

The despair of watching familiar people die one by one is something you will never forget once you have experienced it.

Qianji said with mixed feelings, "The people who led the troops back then were Duan Xilou and Gu Mingyue, right?"

Ah Qing nodded, "I have been a lackey for my entire life, a living corpse. At the end of my life, I must do something so that I can face my parents in the afterlife."

"Fire! Fire!"

"Run quickly..."

It turned out that Wu Jin and his men had burned the dungeon with kerosene. Qianji took back the knife in his hand and said, "Just this once, I will pretend that I didn't see you."

Ah Qing opened his eyes wide, "Boss..."

"roll!"

Ah Qing knelt down and kowtowed to him three times, then disappeared into the night in the chaos. Secret guards like them, who were hired by the royal family, would be killed without mercy if they betrayed him.

"When did our iron-faced and impartial Lord Qianji become so soft-hearted?"

His old partner, the deputy commander, teased. Qianji clenched the knife in his hand, "Maybe people always go crazy sometimes. Just treat me as crazy."

"That guy has saved you several times with his own life, right? You originally wanted to leave your leadership position to him, right?"

Qianji didn't refute, but just glanced outside, "This time, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to live to see tomorrow's sun."

"It doesn't matter. People like us live every day as if it were our last. It doesn't matter when we die or by whose hands we die."

The two men walked out of the damp and dark prison side by side, just like every time they went on a mission before.

Walking through the long river of darkness, they stood on the shore, watching the sun slowly rise and illuminate the entire sky.

The dark night will eventually pass and the light will eventually come, but they are people without tomorrow.

The deputy commander took out the wine flask he carried with him, took a sip, and handed it to him, "Here, take a sip."

Then they will accept the emperor's judgment and reach their destination.