Chapter 722 The Final Struggle

When Zhao Ying looked over with her burning and serious eyes, Li Beifeng knew that the deception could no longer be concealed.

To others, it might just be a miraculous trick, but to the eldest princess Zhao Ying, no one knows what it means better than her.

That thing that can easily destroy thousands of armies is even more terrifying and powerful than the current great master.

She saw with her own eyes that the valley collapsed, covering up countless masters and soldiers!

Those people?

Either dead or injured!

She knew very well that it must have been done by Li Beifeng.

But, how did he do it?

How could he control it from miles away and cause such terrifying power?

He actually has such ability?

The current Li Beifeng is very strange to her!

Under Zhao Ying's scorching gaze, Li Beifeng sighed softly and said, "That's called gunpowder!"

"gunpowder?"

Zhao Ying frowned slightly when she heard the name, with a trace of doubt in her eyes: "What is gunpowder?"

"How can I explain it to you..."

Li Beifeng thought for a moment and considered the words: "Have you ever seen fireworks?"

"Fireworks?"

Zhao Ying was startled and seemed to realize something: "What do you mean..."

"That's right!"

Zhao Ying is very smart, and Li Beifeng can react to some things just by reminding her.

"Just think of it as an enhanced version of firecrackers!"

"Enhanced version of firecrackers?"

Zhao Ying was thoughtful, her brows furrowed deeper.

How could that humble little firecracker be so powerful?

Thinking back on the destructive power, could it really be caused by a small firecracker?

Even if it is an enhanced version, how can it be so powerful?

She stared at Li Beifeng with some suspicion, wondering if Li Beifeng was still lying to her.

"I really didn't lie to you!"

Li Beifeng shook his head and said with sincerity: "Ordinary fireworks and firecrackers have limited power, but if enough fireworks and firecrackers are gathered together, they can produce qualitative changes... As long as they are controlled well, they can cause devastation. power!"

What he said was naturally half-truth and half-false!

Gunpowder is indeed an enhanced version of fireworks, but the saying that quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes is pure nonsense.

How can real gunpowder be so simple?

Both the raw materials and the formula ratio are very particular. Even though Li Beifeng knew the principles of gunpowder, he only came up with it after countless experiments.

However, even though it was nonsense, it was enough to deceive the eldest princess.

Zhao Ying stared at Li Beifeng's face and saw that his expression did not look like he was lying.

A somewhat incredulous look appeared on the cold face: "If enough fireworks and firecrackers are gathered together, can they really be so powerful?"

"It should be possible..." Li Beifeng said vaguely.

Zhao Ying was thoughtful, her eyes slightly focused, but her heart was extremely shocked.

She witnessed with her own eyes the collapse of the valley, which was more terrifying than the Grand Master.

If such a powerful thing could be used on the battlefield... Zhao Ying shuddered as if she realized something!

This is a big killer!

With such power, even thousands of troops might not be able to stop it, right? !

In an instant, Zhao Ying's heart skipped a beat, and even her breathing became a little short.

But soon, she suddenly realized again.

wrong!

"You lied to me?!"

Zhao Ying's eyes instantly turned cold and she stared at him: "How could it be so simple?"

If it was really that simple, why were the sales of fireworks and firecrackers not banned by the imperial court? Why has there been no news of such a powerful thing among the people so far?

Something's wrong!

Zhao Ying suddenly realized that there was something wrong with Li Beifeng's words.

"Of course it's not that simple!"

Seeing her reacting so quickly, Li Beifeng sighed: "There are many key details in it that not ordinary people can know!"

Details are the key!

Zhao Ying stared at him suddenly, her eyes gradually changing: "Did you make this?"

"So be it."

Li Beifeng was vague: "I also learned from the experience of my ancestors!"

"Which ancestor?"

"An old gentleman named Sun has passed away..."

Li Beifeng shook his head. Seeing that Zhao Ying seemed to want to ask something else, he sighed softly: "Do you want to ask if this gunpowder can be used on the battlefield?"

Zhao Ying was silent and nodded after a while.

"able!"

Li Beifeng gave a definite answer.

"The power produced by a piece of gunpowder is comparable to the strength of a top-notch master..."

"If it reaches the battlefield, it can easily destroy any army. Any tactics and any elite will be vulnerable to it! It can easily change the outcome of the war..."

Li Beifeng's eyes were calm and he looked at Zhao Ying quietly: "The Jokhang Iron Cavalry is famous all over the world and scares countless people. But it is still vulnerable to it. No matter how strong your armored war horse is, you can't stop its power..."

Zhao Ying's beautiful eyes are particularly shocking and incredible!

She stared at Li Beifeng, breathing rapidly, with a look of astonishment on her cold face!

She is famous all over the world, and the Jokhang cavalry that she relied on to found the country are no match for this gunpowder?

Vulnerable?

She subconsciously wanted to retort, but when she remembered the devastating power of the movement that she had witnessed with her own eyes before, she fell silent again!

What he said is indeed correct!

That power is too terrifying and unbelievable!

If it is really used on the battlefield, what chances can Dazhao have of winning? !

"So, this is your Northern Qi's trump card?"

Zhao Ying stared at him and spoke in a deep voice.

Li Beifeng nodded, but shook his head.

Zhao Ying was puzzled.

"It can't be considered Northern Qi's trump card. This gunpowder is known to no one else except me!"

Li Beifeng said calmly: "No one else will know!"

Zhao Ying was startled and looked at him in disbelief.

He held such a "divine object" in his hand, but he didn't think of other purposes?

"It doesn't belong to this era. If it spreads out, the consequences will be unimaginable..."

Just imagine, once gunpowder spreads in the world, it will inevitably change the current world situation, war will definitely break out again, and the world will definitely be in chaos.

Li Beifeng can't afford the consequences at that time!

Therefore, he never thought of using gunpowder on a large scale.

"I will never use it unless it is absolutely necessary..."

Speaking of this, Li Beifeng looked at Zhao Ying quietly: "I know what you are thinking. Its existence can easily change the current situation between you and my country. So, I will not give it to you. However, I can promise you one thing..."

"If you and my country go to war in the future, under the premise of non-necessity, I promise that I will never use gunpowder first on the battlefield..."

"..."

The matter of gunpowder has come to an end!

Li Beifeng could not tell Zhao Ying the formula of gunpowder in detail, after all, this is the trump card he holds tightly in his hand now!

It is also the biggest trump card that Li Beifeng can turn the tables in case of the worst situation!

Even though his relationship with Zhao Ying has eased and become close now, the two still have different missions!

If he tells Zhao Ying the formula of gunpowder, it will be considered as collaborating with the enemy!

Zhao Ying also knows this, so he did not ask any more questions.

Although the relationship between the two is close now, their identities are different after all. Such a sensitive, terrifying and perverted thing will never change its principles easily just because of the feelings between the two!

Li Beifeng is like this, and so is she!

However, Zhao Ying is indeed very interested in the existence of gunpowder. Not long after leaving, he sent his servants to buy a lot of fireworks and firecrackers and began to study them.

Night fell.

In the dim room of the inn, there was silence and stillness.

"Squeak!"

The door was pushed open, and a figure walked into the room, bringing in a gust of cold night wind.

Li Beifeng walked into the room and his eyes fell on a figure sitting by the bed in the room.

Prince Zhaonan!

At this moment, Prince Zhaonan lived up to his previous momentum, as if he had aged many years overnight.

He slowly raised his head and his eyes fell on Li Beifeng, and a complex look instantly emerged.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself here.

At this moment, Prince Zhaonan realized.

It's over!

Everything is over!

Unexpectedly, he still lost despite being so well prepared!

He was kidnapped by the young man in front of him in front of countless masters and soldiers under his command in his base camp!

The young man in front of him was beyond his expectations.

"How did you do it?!"

Prince Zhaonan stared at Li Beifeng and spoke in a deep voice.

He didn't understand!

"Maybe it's luck."

Li Beifeng walked into the room, thought for a while and said, "I have always had good luck."

"Luck?"

Prince Zhaonan's face showed an indescribable emotion.

Of course he didn't believe it.

No one in the world can beat him with luck!

"I underestimated you after all!"

After learning about his situation, Prince Zhaonan was shocked and stunned at the beginning, and now gradually calmed down.

"What are you going to do to me?"

He looked at Li Beifeng, his voice slightly deep.

"Don't you have the answer in your heart?"

Li Beifeng glanced at him and shook his head gently: "How to deal with you is your own business in the Dazhao royal family. However, your dream of being an emperor is probably going to be shattered!"

Prince Zhaonan was silent!

A trace of unwillingness flashed across his eyes, and then disappeared completely.

No chance!

When he appeared here, there was probably no chance of a comeback.

"Ahem..."

At this moment, Prince Zhaonan coughed twice.

Then, his face suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of black blood suddenly spit out.

When he saw the black blood, his eyes suddenly condensed.

He remembered that he was poisoned!

Five Poison Powder!

It was because of this that he fell into the hands of Li Er in front of him? !

The poison was spreading at the moment, which made his face look particularly ugly.

Li Beifeng, who was standing aside, saw this and took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it beside him.

"What is this?" Prince Zhaonan said in a deep voice.

"Antidote!"

Li Beifeng said lightly.

Prince Zhaonan suddenly raised his head and stared at Li Beifeng: "Where did you get the antidote?"

As we all know, the Five Poison Powder is a rare poison in the world, with no antidote!

Where did he get the antidote?

"Others don't have it, why can't I have it?"

Li Beifeng said lightly: "It's up to you whether you believe it or not."

Prince Zhaonan was silent, staring at the porcelain bottle beside him, silent.

The only antidote to the Five Poison Powder is the Soul-Guiding Grass. Li Beifeng has successfully mastered the use of the Soul-Guiding Grass. After many experiments, he refined the Soul-Guiding Grass into pills.

"Who are you?!"

Prince Zhaonan suddenly raised his head and stared at Li Beifeng.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that Li Beifeng in front of him was familiar.

It's hard to describe the feeling!

"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is..."

Li Beifeng said, "The war should end!"

Just then, there was a sudden movement behind him.

Li Beifeng turned his head and saw Zhao Ying stepping into the room.

"Uncle!"

Zhao Ying glanced at him, and then his eyes fell on the uncle, with a slightly complicated and guilty look.

Prince Zhaonan looked at Zhao Ying, and then looked at Li Beifeng.

"Uncle lost!"

Prince Zhaonan looked at Zhao Ying quietly: "Ying'er, after all, uncle underestimated you!"

Zhao Ying was silent.

She knew very well that if the uncle had not shown mercy, she would never have had such an opportunity.

"Uncle, after returning to Beijing, Ying'er will definitely ask my father to forgive the uncle and let him stay in Beijing to enjoy his old age!"

Zhao Ying made up her mind.

"Enjoy his old age?"

There was an indescribable look in Prince Zhaonan's eyes.

That smile seemed to be unwilling, but also seemed to be relieved!

"It doesn't matter anymore!"

"..."

The wind is blowing!

On the way back to Beijing, it was already winter!

The weather was even colder, and the entire Nanzhou was shrouded in desolation.

Li Beifeng, Zhao Ying and others escorted Prince Zhaonan on the way back to Beijing.

At the same time, countless masters from Nanzhou and Jiangnan appeared on the way back to Beijing.

Prince Zhaonan was kidnapped!

This news has not yet spread among the rebels, but the commotion that day has caused many people to feel uneasy.

The rebel generals immediately panicked and were at a loss. With the forced appeasement of the military advisor, the situation was barely under control.

At the same time, the military advisor sent almost all the masters to appear on the road back to Beijing, and began to search for the whereabouts of Prince Zhaonan along the way.

They knew very well that once Prince Zhaonan fell into the hands of the court, their rebels would have no hope!

Therefore, they must try every means to rescue Prince Zhaonan on the road again!

But on the other hand, under the arrangement of Chen Yannan, the prefect of Chaoyang County, countless disguised carriages set out on the road to the capital in batches and on different routes, confusing and blocking the masters under Prince Zhaonan.

On the desolate official road, in the endless distance, there was no figure except a row of carriages.

Prince Zhaonan sat in a carriage, looking at the road ahead, and glanced at the extremely cold weather around him, as well as the fully armed masters along the way beside the carriage, with a low look.

At this moment, he has no power to resist!

His martial arts acupoints were blocked, and he had no chance to escape!

He encountered many lurking masters along the way, trying to intercept and rescue him, but they were all solved without exception!

He didn't even have the chance to go back and report the news!

Prince Zhaonan could clearly see that among the masters gathered around Li Er, there were countless people from various major sects in the martial arts world!

This made Prince Zhaonan horrified and confused. Who is he?

As he went north and got closer and closer to the capital, Prince Zhaonan's heart suddenly dropped.

There is no chance!

He knew very well that he had failed!

At this moment, after despair, he gradually calmed down!

Decades of fame and fortune seemed to disappear at this moment. He looked ahead and remained silent.

But, did it really disappear?

It was not until a cough that he came back to his senses.

"Puff..."

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face looked particularly ugly.

Under his sleeves, the hand holding the porcelain bottle tightly clenched!

His eyes were slightly cold!

He was unwilling to accept that his plan of many years had failed!

He couldn't go to the capital, he didn't want to see him!

He was unwilling...

Even if he lost, his army had not lost yet!

He still had a son and the support of countless families in Jiangnan. They controlled the areas of Jiangnan and Nanzhou, and occupied a quarter of Dazhao's territory...

Haven't lost yet!

At this moment, Prince Zhaonan's eyes were firm, as if he had made up his mind!

"Ding!"

A light sound, a shattering sound was heard.

The porcelain bottle tightly held in his hand was crushed by him.

The blood mixed with the powder dripped down. Then, it quickly condensed in the cold winter wind!

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