Chapter 427: The storm subsides (please subscribe, please vote)
When the situation was changing, the seventeenth prince sounded the clarion call for counterattack.
In the past two days, the Seventeenth Prince had been quietly accumulating strength in the dark, waiting for the opportunity. He would not take action until Prince Longte got rid of the Crown Prince.
Because he saw through Prince Longte's ambition, he also saw through the prince's cowardice and incompetence.
Therefore, the seventeenth prince stood still in order to give the enemy a fatal blow at this moment.
Just when Prince Longte was complacent and thought the world was settled, the Seventeenth Prince decisively issued an order.
In an instant, half of the army that Prince Longte thought was rock solid began to turn against him.
This sudden change was like a bolt from the blue, catching Prince Longte off guard, and his dream of becoming an emperor began to collapse.
The originally unified army was now divided into two factions. The conservatives insisted on their loyalty to Prince Longte, while most of the junior officers of the younger faction turned to the Seventeenth Prince.
The armies of both sides faced off in the streets of the city. The tense atmosphere was like a dark cloud over the city, making people breathless.
On the city wall, the soldiers were arrayed neatly, with serious faces. The archers' fingers were tightly clasped on the bow strings, waiting for an order to fire thousands of arrows.
On both sides of the street, war horses raised their heads and neighed, and the sound of armor clashing echoed in the silent night.
The generals waved their weapons and flags, and led their soldiers towards each other.
Every collision, every intersection of swords, was accompanied by blood splatters and screams.
The moon was obscured by thick clouds, as if it didn't want to see this tragic scene.
This night is destined to be a sleepless night full of swords and bloodshed.
"Seventeenth nephew, why are you and I fighting each other like this? How about we join forces and I will manage the country for the first thirty years, and you will manage the country for the next thirty years?"
Prince Longte tried to use family affection as a bargaining chip to shake the seventeenth prince's determination, but this strategy seemed too naive.
The seventeenth prince did not grow up under the aura of the royal family. His childhood memories were filled with the tyranny and ugliness of the nobles.
Amid the ridicule of his contemporaries, the Seventeenth Prince learned early about the warmth and warmth of human relationships within the royal family, which gave him a profound understanding of power and status beyond his age since he was a child.
The seventeenth prince, who grew up in this special environment, had deep suspicion and distrust of the concept of "family love" promoted in the royal family.
In this royal family full of power struggles, so-called family ties are often ruthlessly crushed by power and interests.
The seventeenth prince witnessed too many unscrupulous behaviors for power and gain, and witnessed the endless intrigues and betrayals among family members.
These experiences made him deeply realize that in this cold palace, the struggle for power is the eternal law.
Therefore, when Prince Longte tried to use family affection as a bargaining chip to sway him, the Seventeenth Prince only felt disgusting.
Ever since his biological mother was forced to succumb to those despicable powerful people for a living, the Seventeenth Prince made a vow in his heart: He would completely subvert this decadent country and expose all injustice and darkness to the light of day. .
But now, everything he does is just the first step to realize this grand plan.
The seventeenth prince raised his right hand high and swung it down suddenly: "Fire the arrow!"
The soldiers unfurled their bows and arrows in an orderly manner, and then, dense arrows flew like a storm in the direction of Prince Longte.
The arrows pierced the sky and made a whooshing sound. The sound was sharp and harsh, as if it was about to tear the sky apart.
Prince Longt was not unprepared.
The elite soldiers in front of him were well-trained, and they did not appear panicked in the face of the sudden rain of arrows.
Instead, they formed a solid defensive formation, raising their shields to form an impenetrable barrier. The arrows hit the shields and defenses hard, making a deafening metallic collision sound, accompanied by flying sparks.
"Okay! This is my royal heir!"
After surviving this wave of attacks from the seventeenth prince, a complex expression of regret finally appeared on Prince Longte's face.
He looked at the young and powerful prince and couldn't help but feel filled with emotion.
It is not easy for the royal family to emerge such an outstanding junior, but it is a pity that he is destined to die here today. This is really sad.
To be honest, Prince Longte did have the idea of wooing the seventeenth prince in his heart.
Being able to conquer such a huge force by oneself is a rare talent and courage.
If the seventeenth prince can really join forces with Prince Longte, then the Longteng Empire will be as solid as a rock for the next hundred years, and no one can shake it.
However, how can one allow others to snore while sleeping soundly?
Although Prince Longte had a deep appreciation for the talents and abilities of the Seventeenth Prince, his years of political experience told him that one of them must fall between him and the Seventeenth Prince today.
Otherwise, the Soaring Dragon Empire will soon fall into a divided and chaotic situation, which Prince Long Te never wants to see.
The Seventeenth Prince also understood this very well, so he chose to stick to Holy Dragon City instead of breaking out of the city and starting a decisive battle with Prince Longte elsewhere.
This historic city has become a battlefield for the two of them to fight to the death.
They all know that this battle is not only a matter of personal life and death, but also determines the future destiny of the Soaring Dragon Empire.
In this fateful showdown, only one person can stand to the end and become the true master of this country.
"It's so noisy outside, I can't even sleep well."
Lin Yi sighed and woke up from the single bed in the dormitory. Tonight, there were shouts of death and screams everywhere in Shenglong City. It would be a problem if he could sleep peacefully.
In fact, not only Lin Yi, but also the entire students of Shenglong Academy could not sleep tonight.
They gathered in front of the window and witnessed the fierce fighting of the army outside and the Holy Dragon City falling into a sea of fire.
Both the Seventeenth Prince and Prince Long Te have personally ordered that soldiers are strictly prohibited from harassing the Holy Dragon Academy. Violators will be severely punished.
Old Man Yunlong even activated the defensive array of Holy Dragon Academy, making it the safest place in Holy Dragon City.
Many civilians are eager to enter the Holy Dragon Academy to escape the war, but unfortunately, once the alchemy circle is activated, the entire academy enters a state of comprehensive defense.
At this moment, people inside the college cannot go out, and people from outside cannot enter.
Holy Dragon Academy seemed to have become an island, isolated from the chaos of the outside world.
The cry of killing echoed in the night all night, accompanied by the flames of war and gunpowder smoke, bringing unprecedented turmoil to Shenglong City.
As the dawn gradually dawned on the horizon, these fierce sounds began to slowly subside, and were eventually drowned by the tranquility of the morning.
At dawn, the soldiers began to walk out of the trenches, with tired faces on their faces.
On the streets, last night's war left a mess. Broken buildings, scattered weapons, and corpses scattered all over the place silently told the horror of the battle.
The soldiers began to move silently, collecting the bodies scattered on both sides of the street.
In this age where technology is not yet developed, it is particularly important to handle and bury corpses in a timely manner, otherwise it may trigger an uncontrollable plague.
(End of chapter)