Chapter 77

"Scatter!"

Nalan Yuanshu shouted sternly; he retreated repeatedly, retreating directly into the prefecture office.

Unless he had water in his head, he wouldn't go head-on against a cavalryman as an "infantryman"; naturally, he had to use the terrain to force the other party off the horse, and only then would he have a chance of winning.

Chen Yucheng was indeed a god of war, fierce and invincible, but he was already old after all.

He was in his prime, and there was no reason he would lose to the other party.

Chen Yucheng's expression remained unchanged; he seemed to have expected this scene long ago, so he stepped on the stirrups with both feet and leaped into the air, rushing toward Nalan Yuanshu at a faster speed.

Whoosh!

The spear tip tore through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

Nalan Yuanshu retreated repeatedly again, retreating completely into the prefecture office, surrounded by buildings burning fiercely, the fire red and heaven-soaring.

Just at this moment, a burning wooden beam fell down.

He brandished the wooden stick in his hand, sweeping horizontally, and threw the burning wooden beam toward Chen Yucheng.

Chen Yucheng thrust his long spear straight out, the spear tip piercing into the burning wooden beam; he flicked his wrist slightly, and the wooden beam split into two with a bang, flying toward both sides.

At this moment, Nalan Yuanshu's attack also arrived.

The wooden stick in his hand danced, conjuring up large shadows of sticks, like a huge vortex, shrouding Chen Yucheng from the front.

Chen Yucheng didn't dodge or evade, continuing to thrust his long spear.

Slap!

The spear tip pierced the head of the stick, and two terrifying forces converged here, tearing through the air and making a crisp sound.

At the same time, Chen Yucheng and Nalan Yuanshu both retreated several steps.

The ground bricks shattered one after another under their feet.

Chen Yucheng's eyes condensed, and he said coldly: "Transformation Energy. I didn't expect there to be such young talent in the Manchu Qing. It's just a pity; kill!"

"Hmph, who will win is still unknown."

Nalan Yuanshu wasn't to be outdone.

The two fought again, the sky filled with shadows of spears and sticks.

At the same time, more than a hundred government soldiers and the remnants of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom were also mixed in battle, killing each other in front of the prefecture office.

For a time, the sounds of killing shook the sky, and the sounds of metal and weapons were endless.

When Yin Qi arrived, the battle in front of the prefecture office had already entered a white-hot state.

Although the government soldiers were elite, their numbers were ultimately too few.

Although the battle was fierce, the defeat was already determined.

He also saw Chen Yucheng and Nalan Yuanshu fighting fiercely in the fire of the prefecture office; although Nalan Yuanshu was young and strong, he appeared somewhat exhausted under Chen Yucheng's fierce attacks.

Although fists fear the young and strong, sticks fear the old veteran.

Chen Yucheng's spear technique was honed on the battlefield, not only fierce in attack but also tricky and vicious, with every move fatal, largely compensating for his lack of physical stamina.

Yin Qi wasn't surprised and had no interest in watching the battle, rushing straight into the prefecture office from another direction.

At this time, the prefecture office was in complete chaos.

Because the main gate had been completely blocked, servants and yamen runners were rushing toward the backyard, wanting to leave from the side gate.

Yin Qi discovered that the twelve knights had already left, knowing they would definitely leave from the side gate, so he hurriedly chased after them, but didn't expect to encounter the Prefect.

"These, and these, bring them all!"

"Don't lose these either."

"Quick, you group of dog slaves, burning the master's treasures, I want your dog lives."

Although the front courtyard was fighting fiercely and large areas of buildings were ignited, the Prefect was still directing and urging the servants to move the property, with two or thirty large boxes.

Besides him, his dozen concubines were also directing servants to pack up their belongings.

Cold light flashed in Yin Qi's eyes, and he walked quickly toward the Prefect.

For the sake of convenience, he had long since covered his face with a cloth.

"Who is it?"

A guard shouted loudly, waking everyone up.

Hiss!

The Prefect gasped, his pupils shrinking.

He saw a masked man covered in blood, holding a blood-stained samurai sword, walking toward him quickly, the murderous intent in his eyes already overflowing.

"Quick, stop him!"

The Prefect's face turned pale, and he screamed shrilly.

"Kill!"

More than a dozen guards rushed toward Yin Qi one after another.

Yin Qi's speed soared suddenly; just as those guards raised their knives, he had already rushed in front of them, and then brandished the samurai sword, slashing across the neck of the leading guard.

A blood arrow sprayed, the guard's pupils dilated rapidly, his eyes full of despair and unwillingness.

Before he could fall, Yin Qi turned sideways and attacked again.

Although these guards were strong and their skills weren't weak, they were ultimately just ordinary martial artists, so they had absolutely no power to resist under Yin Qi's attack.

If their residences were close together, it wouldn't have been easy for him to quietly leave the Yamen.

Soon, he arrived at the agreed-upon place.

"Mr. Michael, you've come!"

In the darkness, a sentence in English was uttered.

Subsequently, a person walked out from the darkness.

With the help of the faint street lights, Michael could see clearly that the other party was a Chinese person.

He couldn't help but frown secretly, questioning: "Who are you? What do you want to do by tricking me here?"

"My name is Chen Mingxuan."

Chen Mingxuan shook his head, his eyes sharp: "I didn't trick you, because I know who the murderer is. Although I don't have evidence either, I can help you deal with them."

Michael said: "Why should I believe you?"

Chen Mingxuan said: "After I finish telling you the whole story, Mr. Michael will naturally believe me."

Michael's heart stirred, and he nodded slowly: "Alright, speak!"

"The matter has to start from more than twenty years ago..."

Chen Mingxuan was half-truthful, portraying himself as a victim.

Even joining forces to set a trap to pit the Yin family was because the Yin family was aggressive, and Father William couldn't bear it and took action to help.

In the end, their plan succeeded.

But because of this, they angered the Yin family, thereby destroying the church overnight and killing Jason and Davis and the others.

Michael was both surprised and angry, not expecting there to be such hidden circumstances.

He felt he was the dragon-slaying hero, about to slay the evil dragon.

"This Yin family is truly damnable, and that Yin Qi, I knew he was the murderer. He killed so many of our God's people; I must personally send him to hell."

Some things don't need evidence, but they do need evidence.

Suspecting the Yin family doesn't need evidence.

But dealing with the Yin family, especially going through judicial procedures, requires evidence.

If there were no Nalan Yuanshu, he would have plenty of ways to deal with the Yin family, but now this had become a problem.

Michael suppressed his anger, frowned and said: "Although we all know it was done by the Yin family, how are we to deal with them? That Nalan is shielding them; if there is no evidence, it's very difficult for us to deal with the Yin family."

(End of chapter)

Xuezi is Japanese.

Flames filled the city, and shouts of killing shook the sky.

As Chen Yucheng attacked the prefecture office, the Taiping rebels also acted one after another; first was the garrison stationed outside the city, who were either in dreams or still gambling.

Therefore, when the Taiping rebels attacked the camp, many hadn't reacted yet.

Next, naturally, was a one-sided slaughter.

As for inside the city, a large number of people suddenly appeared near the city gates, attacking the government soldiers guarding the gates.

Soon, the various city gates were also taken.

Subsequently, a large number of Taiping rebels were dispatched to attack various pre-planned targets, such as the various institutions of the prefecture office and the noble families and wealthy merchants in the city.

In reality, Nalan Yuanshu's plan wasn't wrong.

If the leader of the Taiping rebels was still Shi Zhongkui, although Shaoxing City would be in chaos and many noble families would be implicated, everything would still be under his control.

But it was a great pity that he calculated everything but didn't calculate that the new leader was Chen Yucheng.

In this way, not to mention suppressing the rebellion, whether he could survive was an unknown, naturally losing control of the overall situation.

However, he had a backup plan; the large army he had ambushed was already on its way.

Provided he could hold on until the large army arrived.

This was a race of life and death.

(End of chapter)