Chapter 11 — The day I returned, the entire General's Palace was afraid

Turns out, he used the "lost soldier" drama to fool Tran Bac Vuong. Then he led a team of soldiers and secretly returned to the capital. Originally, he wanted to link up with the city's defenders, coordinate inside and out, and destroy all the rebels in one action. But unexpectedly, the general guarding the citadel had long been bribed by Tran Bac Vuong. As soon as he entered the city, he immediately fell into the trap that the rebels had set. Right now, you and my two senior brothers, as well as several hundred loyal and dedicated Lam family troops, are being trapped at "Pha Mieu Hang" in the west of the city. That place was surrounded by tens of thousands of rebel troops to the point where even water could not penetrate. Tran Bac Vuong has given a death order and must capture them alive. Therefore, they can still resist for the time being. But, it's only temporary. After listening, I did not hesitate for a moment.

"A That, take ten people with you and guard the General's palace. The rest of you, follow me!"

“Eldest lady, impossible!”

The deputy general quickly said:

"The Hang Mieu Temple has been surrounded like an iron barrel. With just these few people of yours, going there is just going to die!"

“Death to death?”

I turned my head and looked at him. Just that one look made him immediately shut his mouth, cold sweat flowing down. I stopped paying attention to him, turned around, jumped on the back of the black war horse that Truong Cuong left behind, and used my strength to pull the reins. The black horse neighed loudly, its front legs stood up, then turned into a black lightning bolt and rushed out. Behind me, were four female guards, along with thousands of rebel soldiers who had just surrendered, all with complex expressions on their faces. Demolition Temple Hang. True to its name, this place is both dilapidated and devastated. This is the poorest, most chaotic place in the entire capital. But at this time, it became the most tragic battlefield of the entire capital. The screams, the screams, the sounds of weapons colliding with each other were so shocking that they almost deafened the listeners. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood that made others nauseous. The beginning and end of the alley were blocked by rebels using horses and bodies, leaving no gaps left. My father, Lam Uy, led the remaining Lam family troops, leaned against a ruined temple, and conducted the final resistance. Each of them had more or less injuries on their bodies, their armor was torn, and they looked tired. But their eyes still look like wolves. Great decision. My father, Lam Uy, was even more of a good fairy, fighting on the front lines. The long spear in his hand danced like a dragon out to sea, with each sweep causing a rebel to fall. However, after all, he was already old and had been continuously fighting for many days. By this time, he had exhausted all his momentum, his strength was exhausted, and he could only rely on his will to support. With just a little carelessness, he was stabbed in the left shoulder by a rebel army's long spear.

“Great general!”

The soldiers nearby shouted in horror.

"No problem!"

Lam Uy gritted his teeth, broke the spear handle with one hand, and stabbed the spear with the other hand, knocking the sneak attack rebel out. But this attack also caused wounds on his body It got worse, causing his face to turn a little whiter in an instant. The surrounding rebels were like a group of sharks smelling blood, rushing madly forward. Seeing that they were about to be destroyed by the entire army. Right at that moment. A clear call rang out from behind the rebel army. Lam Uy suddenly raised his head. He saw a figure that was both familiar and strange, riding on a black horse, holding a black long sword, like a black lightning bolt, rushing straight into the rebel camp. That is his daughter. She is the daughter to whom he has been in debt for sixteen years. The girl he once thought was cold and heartless, had completely abandoned them. Lam Kinh Nguyet. I don't come alone. Behind me, there are four female guards following. Behind us, there are several thousand rebels who have been subdued by me and have just surrendered. Maybe they don't really want to help us. But they are more afraid of us.

“Whoever stops me will die!”