My Cultivation Starting from Archery

"Capture the assassin!"

Ziwei Mountain.

At the mountain gate.

Chen Sansi, responsible for patrolling the perimeter, suddenly heard shouts everywhere.

"Capture the assassin!"

"Rustle rustle——"

"Bang!"

He saw a figure drop from the sky.

"General Meng?"

Chen Sansi feigned confusion and asked, "What happened?"

"There are assassins, and not just a few!"

Meng Quji spoke with a grave expression, "I will chase ahead; General Chen, take your men and cut through the shortcut, you must intercept them on the official road twenty miles out!"

"Alright."

Chen Sansi agreed, "Xuanjia Army, search for the assassins!"

Xuanjia Army.

They were solely responsible for the outer security.

The Imperial Guard would not easily leave Ziwei Mountain; theoretically, if there were problems, it should indeed be the responsibility of the Xuanjia Army to handle them.

But Chen Sansi knew in his heart.

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It was nothing more than the start of a military coup, meant to draw his forces away.

"Deng Feng."

Chen Sansi instructed, "The terrain nearby is complicated, have the brothers form small teams and search separately; if there is a discovery, signal with an arrow shot."

"Alright!"

Soon.

The Xuanjia Army dispersed.

Chen Sansi also took advantage of the chaos to disappear into the darkness, altered his appearance to resemble Lai Zi, and confidently made his way through the mountain gate, returning to the top of Ziwei Mountain, heading straight for the palace.

...

Ziwei Palace.

Moon Sleep Gate.

Entering through this gate, one could directly reach the Cloud Palace where the Emperor rested at night.

In front of Moon Sleep Gate.

Zhu Jianliang, the Assistant General of the Imperial Guard tasked with defending this location, stood by the gate, resting with his eyes closed, his hand on his sword at his waist, while his mind wandered to when he could return home to reunite with his wife and children in Capital City.

"Clack clack!"

The sound of armor colliding rang out.

Another group of the Imperial Guard hurriedly approached.

"Old Pan?"

Zhu Jianliang opened his eyes and greeted him cheerfully, "Old Pan, what brings you here? It's not time to change guards yet, is it?"

"I'm taking over for you today."

Pan Cheng said, "I have some personal matters to attend to tomorrow, so you'll take over for me then."

"Oh?"

Zhu Jianliang didn't rush to agree, "Brother Pan, with the recent string of events, isn't it better to avoid any adjustments? If something happens, neither of us can afford to explain."

"It's fine."

Pan Cheng's tone became even more courteous, "I've already notified Commander Jiang, if you don't believe me, brother, you can go and ask."

"Alright."

Zhu Jianliang yawned, waved his hand, and was ready to leave with his subordinates, "Then we're off to drink."

But just as he was passing by these men, he suddenly sensed that something was amiss.

"Old Pan?"

Zhu Jianliang silently drew his sword, "Why do these men look so unfamiliar? The Imperial Guard that came to Ziwei Mountain didn't include any new recruits."

"Don't ask any more questions."

Pan Cheng frowned, "These are brothers who have been through life and death with us; give and take a little. I really need to take care of something tomorrow."

"What's the matter? Is it a victory celebration?!"

"Clang——"

Zhu Jianliang's sword at his waist swiftly unsheathed, the cold light flashed towards the opposition with the speed of lightning.

But at the same time,

One of the men disguised as an Imperial Guard burst forth with enveloping Purple Energy, seemingly an armor clinging to his body, he blocked this full-force sword with his bare hands.

"This..."

Zhu Jianliang couldn't believe it, "Sorcery?!"

"Spurt——"

Just as he was struck with shock, the knife in Pan Cheng's hand had already pierced his heart. "Brother, I originally wanted to let you go, sorry!"

"Heh..."

Zhu Jianliang's eyes were wide open as he fell to the ground with a thunderous thud, dead with eyes unshut.

What a pity this commotion was.

In the end, it was impossible to enter the sleeping palace silently.

The nearby hundreds of Imperial Guards reacted promptly, shouting phrases like "There's an assassin!"

"Boom—"

The palace was ablaze.

In front of Moon Sleep Gate.

Very soon, thousands of Imperial Guards gathered.

"Such audacity!"

"Pan Cheng, what are you trying to do?! Are you an assassin too?"

"..."

Pan Cheng cried out defiantly, "The current Emperor is old and muddled, surrounded by treacherous officials, resulting in a veiled monarchy. Hence, our great Dasheng is rife with turmoil. We are following the mandate of heaven, here to cleanse the royal side!"

"You dare rebel?!"

"Who is the mastermind behind you?!"

"..."

No answer came.

The deputy commander of the Imperial Guards, General Wei Chi Lingjie, shouted angrily, "Bring men, take them down!"

"General!"

"This is bad..."

During the conversation,

Subordinates came running in a flustered manner to report.

"The Eastern Garrison!"

"The Eastern Garrison has rebelled!"

"..."

"What did you say?"

General Wei Chi Lingjie's eyes widened like bronze bells, "Rebelled?! How many men?!"

"Don't know..."

"It's too dark to see clearly!"

"People from all sides!"

"..."

"Report—"

"General!"

"I have news! There are eight thousand men!"

"Meng Quji, two hours ago, had dispatched twelve thousand men, and then the remaining eight thousand men headed straight for Ziwei Palace!"

"..."

"Meng Quji?!"

General Wei Chi cursed loudly, "That tortoise of a general, how dare he!"

"When Meng acts, he is cautious yet decisive in critical times!"

Meng Quji, holding a spear quietly appeared, "Take them all down!"

The entire Ziwei Palace.

There were only three thousand Imperial Guards, and they were scattered at the four palace gates.

They were swiftly encircled by their assailants.

"Make way for us!"

Meng Quji's resounding voice echoed throughout Ziwei Palace, "We are all brothers. I, Meng, do not wish to harm anyone's life. As long as you don't resist, everything will be back to normal after dawn!"

"Meng Quji!"

General Wei Chi pointed his Double Maces at him, spitting curses, "Do you realize what you are doing?"

"Merely rebelling."

Meng Quji said calmly, "General Wei Chi, surrender!"

"Go to hell!"

General Wei Chi swung his arms, "Brothers, to arms! Kill for me!"

The melee began.

"Stop, stop it!"

In the dark of the night,

A figure in a red robe hurriedly approached.

Yan Maoxing, who lived at the foot of the mountain, somehow received the news and arrived in time.