"What?" Luo Zheng looked at the phone screen, his face turning serious. The image lasted only a few seconds before disappearing as the caraman was hit by a ninja, and the cara was smashed to the ground. However, in those few seconds, Luo Zheng noticed that there were no fewer than fifty ninjas attacking the palace, each moving with incredible speed. It was hard to tell if they were Kaga or Iga ninjas, but one thing was certain: soone was making a major assault on the palace.
"Could this blatant act be Shijing Kong?" Lan Xue whispered beside him.
Everyone else also wore solemn expressions, considering all possibilities. Such a fierce attack on the palace ant the situation was completely out of control—sothing no one could manage. The loss of control was not necessarily a good thing for everyone. Luo Zheng, too, had a serious expression as he asked through his earpiece, "Lan Xing, any updates?"
"Yes, one mont." Lan Xing's voice ca through the earpiece. Shortly after, the television screen suddenly changed, showing a satellite aerial view of the palace. Countless ninjas were seen rushing into the palace, while within its walls, there seed to be just as many ninjas erging from the darkness, engaging the attackers in battle.
Everyone realized that Lan Xing had hacked into the television in the room and transmitted the live footage, watching intently. They saw the two sides engaged in a fierce battle, with flashing blades and shadows. People were being killed and falling to the ground frequently. Suddenly, nurous ninjas stord into the palace, brandishing guns and firing continuously.
Luo Zheng was taken aback. With a stern face, he said, "Zoom in on one of the gun-wielding n."
The cara quickly focused on a gun-toting ninja and zood in several tis. When Luo Zheng felt they were close enough, he signaled them to stop. He watched the adversary intently with a grave expression. Even through the screen, he could feel the coldness and death emanating from the figure, and he was shocked. "It's the Death God Killer Organization. It seems Shijing Kong is making a full-scale counterattack."
"Isn't this better?" Ghost Hand questioned.
"If both sides kill each other off, the Kaga ninjas will benefit. This doesn't align with our interests," Luo Zheng said coldly. However, in such a situation, there was nothing anyone could do but worry anxiously.
"Sothing seems off," Lan Xue suddenly said.
"What do you an?" Luo Zheng asked in surprise.
"It's been a while, and the police and constitutional soldiers are only loitering on the streets, maintaining order at the hospital. No one is heading towards the palace. There's probably sothing fishy here. I suspect the news about Shijing Kong's worsening injuries is fake, or perhaps he's putting on a show, a smokescreen to cover the night's attack." Lan Xue explained coldly.
"That's possible." Luo Zheng's face darkened as he fixed his gaze on the screen. The battle on the screen was brutal; Shijing Kong's forces, with the Death God Killer Organization's support from outside, were gaining the upper hand. The palace guards were gradually retreating and suffering heavy casualties.
A few minutes later, suddenly, over a hundred ninjas burst from within the palace, scattering quickly to join the battle. Inside the palace, dozens of gunn fired at the Death God killers, all ard with heavy machine guns. Under the intense barrage, the Death God killers had to hide, and the situation reversed again.
Luo Zheng's face grew even grim as he watched this unfold. Everyone maintained a solemn silence, never anticipating a reserve force inside the palace, waiting for its adversary to show up. Luo Zheng's expression was deep and serious, his gaze piercing the screen. He felt a sense of relief amidst the tension. After a while, as the battle reached a stalemate, he said coldly, "I never expected such a force within the palace. Could they be affiliated with the Imperial Family?"
"It's possible. It seems even Shijing Kong didn't anticipate this force within the palace. Otherwise, he wouldn't attack so aggressively. If this keeps up, it will only lead to mutual destruction." Lan Xue said in a deep voice.
"This battle now looks more like a struggle between political power and royal authority. The constitutional soldiers and police haven't arrived, which clearly shows the Pri Minister's stance. However, if this goes on, it won't favor us." Luo Zheng said with a cold face, his expression as cold as iron, contemplating the plan.
"A large number of constitutional soldiers are arriving," Lan Xing's voice suddenly ca through the earpiece.
Luo Zheng widened his eyes and saw the scene change. On the road surrounding the palace, a large military force ard to the teeth appeared, along with armored vehicles and helicopters, advancing nacingly. This force quickly surrounded the palace but did not imdiately attack—instead, they set up a defensive position, allowing the battle inside to continue.
"What are they doing?" Luo Zheng exclaid in surprise.
"Has Shijing Kong been betrayed by the Pri Minister?" Lan Xue shouted in surprise.
"What do you an?" Luo Zheng looked at Lan Xue and asked. The series of unexpected events was making his head spin, leaving him bewildered.
"I estimate that the Pri Minister promised Shijing Kong sothing, which is why he dared to launch an attack on the palace. However, in reality, the Pri Minister secretly mobilized troops, waiting for both sides to wear each other out before moving in to quell the disturbance. This way, they can wipe out the Shijing family forces and rescue the Emperor, providing an explanation to the public and boosting the Pri Minister's status and authority. That must be it." Lan Xue quickly explained.
"Makes sense." Luo Zheng was montarily stunned, then imdiately understood and agreed.
"These political players are truly ruthless," Ghost Hand sighed beside them.
Everyone deeply agreed. As soldiers, they employed so tactics, but mostly acted straightforwardly, disliking scheming and intrigue. Listening to Lan Xue's explanation, everyone was stunned. This Pri Minister was not simple, manipulating both forces and reaping the benefits of their conflict.
"We're in trouble now," Luo Zheng said with a calm face.
"How so?" Ghost Hand asked in surprise.
"If the constitutional soldiers succeed in quelling the disturbance, the Shijing family forces will be wiped out and the royal forces exhausted. Yuanfei Zuo is likely to seize the opportunity to rise as the new power beside the royal authority, which also needs such power. We would end up opposing Yuanfei Zuo, and after all our efforts, he would be the ultimate winner," Luo Zheng said angrily.
"Not necessarily. Look over there," Lan Xing's voice suddenly chid in through the earpiece.
Everyone focused their attention, seeing countless ninjas appear in the woods surrounding the palace, followed by constitutional soldiers. Luo Zheng was shocked to hear Hong ihua's voice in his earpiece: "They should be Yuanfei Zuo's n, ready to make a nightti assault on the palace, but Shijing Kong acted first. They waited on the sidelines, not expecting the constitutional soldiers to search the area, leaving them no choice but to flee. Now, this will be interesting."
"Can we confirm they are Yuanfei Zuo's n?" Lan Xue asked, surprised.
"Not definitively, but it's very likely. If they were Shijing Kong's n, they would have already joined the battle instead of lurking in the surrounding woods. No other force is likely to be here; they must have intended to benefit from the chaos, failing to retreat in ti. But no one anticipated the Pri Minister sending a large military force to restore order," Hong ihua analyzed seriously.
"Very likely, a grand spectacle indeed," Luo Zheng agreed, his tightly knit brow relaxing. As long as all the ninjas were cleared, it didn't matter if the Pri Minister beca the ultimate winner. But what if not? This thought startled Luo Zheng. He quickly said, "We must confirm the identity of those forces."
"Look quickly, who is that person?" Lan Xue suddenly exclaid in surprise.
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