Chapter Seven: Escaping [Seeking Reading]

The dark clouds finally dispersed, and the half-round crescent moon began to come out after a long time.

The starlight was still brilliant, but the cold wind at three o'clock in the morning was bitter.

Zhao Cheng held up a machine gun and confronted a group of people.

After a round of strafing, more than a dozen guards were injured, and most of them fell to the ground and wailed.

But many more remain mobile.

Of course, it also maintains combat effectiveness.

It's just that this combat effectiveness, under the deterrence of modern thermal weapons, appears to be extremely thin and fragile.

Zhu Biao was protected by the crowd, looking at Zhao Cheng in shock, and also at the mysterious thing in his hand.

What is this, and why is it so scary.

Zhao Cheng endured the pain, and his feet were full of bloodstains, and traces of mud, bloodstains, dead branches and leaves could be found on his feet.

Escaping from the dungeon, rushing out of the barracks, and crossing the dense forest, it is difficult for those who have not experienced it to know what weight their feet have endured.

He was barefoot and approached Zhu Biao with difficulty.

"I'm a sick person, you have to be careful, don't act rashly!"

Zhao Cheng grinned, and there were traces of blood, which looked particularly weird under the starlight.

It was only about four hours after crossing over, but the experience of these four hours was far more tragic and terrifying than what he had experienced in the past twenty years or so.

"Don't irritate me, otherwise it won't be good if you accidentally go off and get killed or injured."

Zhao Cheng continued to approach, as if the circle that fell to the ground was not his doing.

He was alone, and surrounded His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty and his dozens of guards!

Seeing this mad demon approaching, the guards suppressed the fear in their hearts and escorted His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to slowly retreat.

But as Zhao Cheng said, they didn't dare to make too many moves, and they didn't dare to provoke Zhao Cheng's nerves.

The power of that thing, they've just seen.

If there is another round, whether they can still stand is a real question.

Can't afford to mess with.

I really can't mess with it!

"You are, Zhao Cheng of the Nanxiong Marquis family?"

After more than ten minutes of confrontation, Prince Zhu Biao suddenly remembered the little marquis.

Although the appearance is very sloppy, there is no similarity, but the body shape is exactly the same.

After many comparisons, the prince's question was blurted out.

"Hey, does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince remember me?"

Zhao Cheng smiled, like a demon coming out of hell, exuding a fierce light.

"I'm Zhao Cheng, but I'm not Zhao Cheng either!"

Zhao Cheng laughed, and a wave of helplessness poured into his heart, this world is really a fuck.

This is the old society, which really eats people.

Zhu Biao didn't know what Zhao Cheng said, what kind of contradiction is this in the new era?

But he didn't think too much about it, just when Zhao Cheng was talking nonsense.

At most, it is to kill out of the dungeon, say goodbye to the past, and achieve a new life.

……

"I wonder if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is interested in accompanying me for a ride?"

Zhao Cheng held up the machine gun, regardless of the injury, and stepped out again.

He wanted to leave, and these people on the other side were afraid that they would not give up easily, but to kill them all, Zhao Cheng was not so ruthless.

Especially Zhao Cheng was ruthless and killed Zhu Biao!

"Yes!"

Zhu Biao glanced at Zhao Cheng deeply, and wanted to push away the guards around him and walk towards Zhao Cheng.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, no."

The chief guard pulled him along, not wanting him to pass.

This is not a question of whether you want to or not, if the prince has some accidents, none of them will be alive.

"It's okay~"

Zhu Biao waved his hand, is he really safe now?

The power of that weapon is vivid, even if it is protected by the guards, but if Zhao Cheng really wants to kill him, can he survive?

What's more, Zhu Biao did not want to increase casualties in vain.

He couldn't do Zhu Chongba's indifference to life, and he didn't want the guards around him to make senseless sacrifices.

The guards still don't let go, it is related to their own lives, how can they be careless?

"You dare to disobey Your Highness's words?"

Zhu Biao shouted, pushed away the chief of the guard, separated the guards, and faced Zhao Cheng.

"Heh, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not afraid that I will kill you?"

Zhao Cheng chuckled, hiding the pain in his body to make himself look stronger, more sober, and calmer.

"If you want to kill me, these guards can't stop me."

Zhu Biao also chuckled, he is the prince of the Ming Dynasty, he has never seen anything in the world, how can he be afraid of this?

Although he was also panicked and quite frightened in his heart, he wanted to save face by dying!

Old traditions.

Zhao Cheng leaned over, looked at the front and back, and took full precautions, not giving Zhu Biao any chance, nor giving the guards behind him the possibility of attacking.

"Okay, then trouble the prince's guard."

Zhao Cheng carried his gun, glanced at the guards behind Zhu Biao, and then glanced at the road leading to the river.

His purpose is very simple, that is, to hold Zhu Biao hostage, use Zhu Biao as a cover, and when he escapes to the river and jumps into the river, he will be basically safe.

"Okay."

The crown prince agreed, he didn't know what Zhao Cheng was going to do, but the situation was stronger than people.

Although he is the crown prince of the empire and the future emperor, although his head is now on his own neck, his life is not completely in his hands.

I can't help him.

In order to survive, try to meet Zhao Cheng's conditions as much as possible.

Maybe it is difficult to escape today, but if the casualties can be reduced, then he Zhu Biao can also be regarded as doing something.

That's how he behaves in the world!

Confucianism is ridiculously righteous and awe-inspiring!

Zhao Cheng and the crown prince were two meters apart, kept a distance and walked a few steps, and found that the group of guards behind him followed suit, and even secretly made a lot of small movements.

"Dada~"

Zhao Cheng directly suppressed the firepower, causing the floor tiles in front of them to burst and smoke to rise.

"If you take a step forward, it won't be like this."

The corners of Zhao Cheng's eyes flashed with a cold light, in order to survive, he did everything.

Why did you want to hold the crown prince Zhu Biao hostage, just to use him as a hostage to deter those guards, and also to deter the officers and soldiers who may appear in the future.

Although this hijacking looks "chic".

But in fact, it is hijacking.

Modern thermal weapons VS ancient weapons.

There is little possibility of comparison.

Unilateral crushing!

Zhu Biao wants to escape, but can he escape with modern weapons?

"All stand back, don't follow~"

Zhu Biao was very knowledgeable and took the initiative to give instructions to the guards behind him.

But if that is the case, it is not known whether the guards will listen to him.

In addition, he behaved calmly.

But the appearance is the appearance after all, and the hand hidden in the robe is much more trembling than when Zhu Chongba whips it.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, let's go~"

Zhao Cheng glanced at the guards behind him, watched them collectively retreat dozens of steps, glanced at the prince, and motioned for him to go first.

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

Zhu Biao nodded, not timid, and walked in the direction indicated by Zhao Cheng.

He didn't know Zhao Cheng's purpose, but it didn't seem to matter.

His own life and death are not under his control, how can he take care of anything else, everything is arranged.

If Zhao Cheng really shot him, then he would definitely bear the wrath of the Ming Empire, the world is so big, there is no place for him.

As for whether Da Ming can do this, Zhu Biao is naturally convinced.

As for whether it can really be done, it is unknown.

Zhao Cheng walked very slowly, and every step he took seemed to be suffering from the pain of the cone.

His legs were covered with injuries, and he was even numb.

If it weren't for his strong personal willpower, how could Zhao Cheng have survived to this point.

Although Zhu Biao walked in front, he also paid attention to Zhao Cheng all the time, and he also discovered his state.

This little marquis, the injury is not small.

Especially noticing that Zhao Cheng's body would tremble a little with every step he took, Zhu Biao's heart was greatly shocked.

He didn't know what Zhao Cheng had experienced, and he didn't know how Zhao Cheng escaped from the dungeon.

But he endured such a serious injury, this kind of willpower, it is really terrifying.

Anyway, he is also a little marquis, and his father, Nanxiong Marquis, even fought for the empire in the south.

But because Hu Weiyong's case was implicated, it became like this......

After all, creation makes people!

Zhu Biao was full of emotion in his heart, and he was a little ashamed of Zhao Cheng.

What a shame!

The Zhao family fought for the empire, but ended up like this.

It's a pity!

"Actually, we don't have to evolve into such ......"

In just 100 meters, the two of them walked in unison for four or five minutes, and Zhu Biao finally mustered up the courage to break the temporary silence.

He was very interested in the weapon in Zhao Cheng's hand, although he didn't know how Zhao Cheng got it.

But if such a divine object can be mass-produced like a firebolt, then the military combat effectiveness of the Ming Dynasty will definitely increase by several orders of magnitude.

The Ming army is strong enough, sweeping rebellion internally, and fighting a strong enemy abroad, which is definitely a great merit for the benefit of the country and the people.

If Zhao Cheng can give up resistance, he can absolve Zhao Cheng of the crime of offense today.

Even, he will try his best to protect Zhao Cheng, so that he will be spared from prison and will not die because of Hu Weiyong's case.

But it's just a matter of trying to keep it.

As for whether it can be saved, that's another question.

And it is also a question that Zhu Biao himself does not know the answer to.

In other words, he knows the answer - there is a high probability that it will not be saved.

Even if Zhu Chongba didn't kill Zhao Cheng for the time being because of such weapons, it would only be temporary.

What is the temper of his father, who is famous for murder, is he Zhu Biao still unclear?

Not to mention that Zhao Cheng was implicated in Hu Weiyong's case, even if there was no such thing, he would be old Zhu liquidate the home of the heroes, and Nanxionghou would definitely not be able to escape.

As the son of the Marquis of Nanxiong, how could Zhao Cheng survive.

"Hehe, hahaha, hahaha~"

Zhao Cheng laughed, this prince was so naΓ―ve that it made people laugh.

It doesn't have to evolve like this?

Yes, with the lofty attitude of the Zhu family, whatever you want is what you want.

If there is a problem, then solve the problem, and if there are no conditions, then create conditions......

Anyway, everything is to serve the Zhu family, the royal family, and the Ming Dynasty.

Doing everything is just to let the one on the throne do whatever he wants!

But this was by no means Zhao Cheng's purpose.

Tonight's experience made him deeply understand that this is the old society and can eat people.

And it is eaten raw, without any disguise, without any modification, one thing, one sentence, can eat countless people.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, is Zhu Chongba helpless about your naivety?"

Zhao Cheng carried a gun, no longer feared the emperor, and bluntly said his name, and even more so in front of the prince.

"You~"

Zhu Biao had suffered such humiliation and was furious, but in an instant, he understood.

So far, how can this Zhao Cheng still be grateful to Emperor Hongwu?

What's more, his Zhu Biao's life is in his hands.

Honor him, honor his father......

Is it possible?!

Zhao Cheng continued to walk, and every step was extremely difficult.

The lymphocytes stopped the bleeding for him, but the movement tore the wound again, and the blood flowed, forming a distinct bloody footprint on the long street.

After walking for another hundred meters, the severe pain stimulated Zhao Cheng's nerves all the time, forcibly keeping him awake.

His own strong willpower, coupled with the elite education of the 21st century, gradually calmed him down.

"Actually, I still wanted to support the crown prince and gain the emperor's trust through you......

With the support of the royal Zhu family, it can also greatly facilitate me to do what I want to do.

Change the world and push the wheels of history forward.

Unfortunately, there was no chance and no possibility. ”

Zhao Cheng shook his head, and finally smiled helplessly, the plan could not catch up with the changes.

After all, so much preparation was made before the crossing, but after all, it was in vain.

"Yes, there is a chance, there is a possibility, I will ...... as the prince"

Hearing Zhao Cheng's words, Zhu Biao thought that fantasy had the possibility of turning into reality.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Cheng.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, don't fantasize, it's impossible."

"Tonight, Zhao Cheng is dead."

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Boom

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