The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 1708 - 832 Executing the Rebels! (Part 1)_3

Chapter 1708: 832 Executing the Rebels! (Part 1)_3

After tonight, there will be no more Black Wind Riders in the world!

Once the last rebel had crossed into the safe zone, Chang Wei ordered the soldiers on both sides of the Official Road: "Lift!"

The soldiers on both sides, wearing gloves, each held several transparent threads in their hands, swiftly ran to the opposite side, and tied the transparent strings to iron pillars that had long been set up.

The bodies of the pillars were also wrapped in "fabric" of the same material as the silver thread gloves.

If Gu Jiao were here, she would easily recognize that these threads were the snow domain silks that had appeared in the Dayan Imperial Palace, extremely sharp and capable of cutting through anything invisibly.

Yet they were invisible, unseen.

When the Black Wind Riders charged through, there would only be chunks of flesh left.

They would create a facade, having a few martial arts experts constantly wield their swords, making the Black Wind Riders think they were being split by sword energy.

This was the pinnacle of the art of deceiving the enemy.

The Black Wind Cavalry, unaware of the truth, would keep charging forward, striving to kill those experts, yet until the last cavalryman fell, no one would understand that there were no so-called experts.

The ones doing the killing were those invisible snow domain silks.

"Charge, brothers!"

"Charge!"

"Kill this band of rebels!"

Cheng Fugui’s voice echoed fiercely along the entire Official Road, as the Black Wind Cavalry fearlessly followed him.

The lieutenant, riding on his horse beside his general, looked at the Black Wind Cavalry entering their sights, and coldly curled his lips: "General, you are truly a master of strategy, they have indeed fallen for it."

Cheng Fugui galloped forward, excitement to kill the enemy bursting in his eyes: "I see them! The Nangong Family’s rebels are just ahead! Brothers! Charge!"

Chang Wei didn’t even blink.

Only chunks of flesh came through the snow domain silks.

He didn’t need to instruct the archers to prepare, nor did he need to order the cavalry and infantry to follow commands.

All he had to do was gesture, letting the experts begin their facade of an act.

Oh, the experts must stand high enough, eye-catching enough, for all the Black Wind Cavalry to see.

"To the top of the pillars." he said.

Over ten experts used their light skills, leaping onto the wooden pillars.

Cheng Fugui led his subordinates closer, they turned the corner, their forms hidden by the slope ahead, once they charged out from behind the slope onto the Official Road, the hunt would begin.

Three, two, one.

The lieutenant counted silently in his heart.

Three, two, one!

He counted silently again.

"Hmm?" He looked at the dark slope with a puzzled face.

Couldn’t they complete the turn?

Why are they still not visible?

Wait.

Even the sound of hoofbeats is gone!

"General?" The lieutenant looked at Chang Wei strangely, unable to figure out what was happening.

Chang Wei furrowed his brows.

A moment ago, it was so noisy it felt like splitting one’s head, how did it become so silent in an instant?

Was it behind the hill while turning... did something happen?

But it shouldn’t lead to a sudden collective—

No, something’s off!

Chang Wei suddenly turned around, looking towards the dense Nangong army behind.

"Woo——"

Suddenly, a battle horn sounded from the rear of the Nangong army, as if raising the curtain on some grand spectacle in the night, followed immediately by someone beating war drums.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Each beat sounded like a roar from Purgatory.

The horn rose, drums sounded, hoofbeats approached in unison, even the armor clanked in perfect synchrony.

In the dark night, the Xuanyuan Family’s flying eagle banner fluttered in the wind, and the wind roaring through the Valley was dragon-like, shaking the spirit.

Twenty thousand Xuanyuan Iron Cavalry donned black armor, wore black helmets, even the warhorses were clad in black armor.

Chang Wei stared intently at the youth leading the Xuanyuan Iron Cavalry.

With just one glance, Chang Wei recognized him as the youth from the Xuanyuan Family.

Not by appearance, nor identity or status, but by the killing aura and wolfish nature the youth exuded.

In an instant, Chang Wei felt as though he had fallen into an ice house!

The youth snapped down the iron mask on his helmet, revealing only a pair of calm, collected eyes: "Attack!"

All the Xuanyuan Iron Cavalry simultaneously raised their hands and uniformly lowered the cold masks on their helmets.

The hunt, began!