The Empress's No.1 Lackey-Chapter 710 - 465. A Century-Long Battle Started Early (5k)_2

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Jiancheng Road, Military Court Camp.

As the court’s garrison stationed on Jiancheng Road, the entire military court was imposing and solemn, looking like an independent fortress from the outside.

Soldiers took turns guarding the four walls, while inside, the various camps conducted daily drills in an orderly manner.

Ye Xin, as one of the three "Deputy Generals" of the Jiancheng Road Military Court, held authority second only to the military court commander.

Today, the commander led a group of elite soldiers to Luo Mountain to safeguard the Empress’s Sealing and took one deputy general with him, leaving the remaining two deputy generals to jointly manage the garrison.

"General Ye!"

The military officer guarding the city gate saw Ye Xin returning from patrol and quickly saluted respectfully.

With a handsome face and a short beard, Ye Xin on horseback "嗯" silently, saying:

"Open the gate."

The officer quickly opened the military court gate, allowing the large patrol cavalry led by Ye Xin to enter the camp.

"Hmm, how do I remember it wasn’t this group that went out in the morning?" A young soldier scratched his head and murmured quietly.

The comrade beside him laughed and scolded:

"Are you still asleep during the day? If not this group, then which?"

"I just feel they’re quite unfamiliar." The young soldier muttered, starting to doubt himself—was he mistaken?

Ye Xin returned to the military court and immediately summoned all camp leaders to the main camp.

"What happened? Why did you suddenly call us?"

Everyone came one after another, all surprised.

The other deputy general, of the same rank as Ye Xin, frowned, seeing Ye Xin lounging unceremoniously in the commander’s seat without getting up as everyone arrived.

"Ye Xin! Is that your seat? Get up! Do you think because the commander isn’t here, you can act so recklessly?" The deputy general shouted.

Only then did Ye Xin leisurely look at everyone, still not standing up, but crossing his hands, leaning back in the big chair, smiling slightly:

"Let’s talk sitting down. As comrades, I don’t want to make things too harsh. Whatever you have to say, let’s discuss it sitting down. Ah, I’ve prepared paper and pen for you all..."

All the officers grew more confused, feeling strange and their vigilance rising, with no one taking a seat.

The second deputy general stepped forward, slapping the table forcefully, eyes blazing:

"Ye Xin! Are you deaf? I told you to stand up..."

Before he could finish, a dagger coated with a strange-colored poison suddenly stabbed out, plunging into the deputy general’s throat with a plop.

The latter’s eyes widened incredulously as he staggered back, clutching his neck.

His martial prowess wasn’t much less than Ye Xin’s, but caught off guard by the sudden sneak attack, he didn’t react before the poison took effect, softly collapsing to the ground with a thud.

"Ah!"

The crowd was uproarious, instinctively reaching to draw their swords, but the rule in the army discussions was that everyone entering the tent was forbidden to carry weapons. Who would expect someone to be armed?

"I wanted to give you all a dignified end, but since it turned out this way, I can only apologize."

Ye Xin tossed the cup beside him to the ground, shattering it with a splash, and the elite private troops secretly trained by Prince Jing Mansion, armed with sharp blades, stormed into the camp.

Even though the officers were also formidable, they couldn’t contend with the swarm. Soon, blood flowed like a river inside the camp, with a large number of corpses sprawling.

Ye Xin lifted the camp flap, walked out, wiped his blood-stained hands with a white handkerchief, and instructed his confidant who had disguised themselves as military court people and brought Prince Jing Mansion’s private army:

"According to the previous plan, kill all those on the list who refuse to comply, then send orders to our people. Prince Jia orders that from now on, launch the army, capture Jianning Prefecture, and eradicate all court forces, especially focusing on the Cao Soldiers!"

"Yes!"

One by one, his subordinates scattered like the wind.

Soon after, more bodies fell throughout the military court, while the military officers secretly pledged allegiance to Prince Jing Mansion swiftly seized control of the entire military court with their allies.

Ye Xin looked up and saw the court’s banner atop the city tower fall, replaced by the fluttering flag of Prince Jing Mansion’s army.

A mix of excitement and fear crossed his face, and he recalled the conversation with the royal mansion’s secret spy yesterday.

"Start the uprising now? His Majesty is at Luo Mountain..."

"Prince said that Luo Mountain will be His Majesty’s grave. Now that all court officials in Jiancheng Road have gathered at Luo Mountain, each city is vulnerable—it’s the best time to rise."

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Under Luo Mountain.

The battle between the court’s strongmen and the invading enemies continued unabated.

In mid-air, Eunuch Hai and Duan Shuiliu were locked in fierce combat, their power at the pinnacle of the world, with no outsiders able to approach.

Just as with Heavenly Human Realm engagements, no one below Heavenly Human could get close.

The inner court tributor and military strongmen were almost suppressing the Magician Sect sorcerers and Prince Mansion’s private army in battle, at least in Zhao Douan’s view, the sides were not on the same level at all.

The court’s foundation was indeed solid, even though the Empress moved south this time, leaving many experts in the Capital to ensure stability.

But even just those arranged at the mountain’s base were formidable enough. If there was a shortfall, it was only in "high-level forces," with only Eunuch Hai holding it up.

However, on the enemy’s side, though there was more than one "world" strongman, the strongest was only Duan Shuiliu.

If not for the court’s main aim being to protect the altar, thus only defending without attacking, giving the invaders room to breathe and maneuver.

If truly disregarding all else in the fight, Zhao Douan felt they could bring down the invaders in no more than a quarter of an hour.

"Something’s wrong!"

Zhao Douan showed no hint of joy, standing firmly in front of the altar, his expression tense.