Flourishing of the Ming Dynasty Novel - Chapter 15

Chapter 15 Assassination
The night was windy and the moon was faint. It’s such a nice day to do something during the night.

As usual, Lu Zhen entered his tent early after dark, but he did not rest. Instead, he kept an eye on the outside world.

Originally, he was a little worried that He Huer and the others would host a banquet for those messengers because of their ident. I.ty, but soon, he didn’t have any worries about this. Because of the differences between the two sides and Hesha’s disturbance, they disliked to part, let alone sit and drink, sing and dance together.

Just now, Lu Zhen was leaning against the tent and saw clearly that the messengers were sent into the tents not far away. The tent where the leader was staying was only a few hundred meters away from him.

Seeing this scene, Lu Zhen’s heart stopped beating even more violently. Even the heavens seemed to be helping him, wanting him to do what he had to do. However, he still hesitated, “Is it really appropriate for me to do this? Is it really going to succeed? If they catch me, it will be over …”

The worry in my heart was quickly overwhelmed by another voice, “I’m doing this to avenge seventh brother and Cao Bing. I’m doing this to avenge those Han compatriots, Xue Hen!” Moreover, none of them would have thought that someone would do this, so they would definitely not be on guard. “Once this is done, I can still find a chance to escape their grasp and live the life I truly want to live. I will return to the Central Plains!”

“But have you ever thought about how many innocent Rahab tribesmen would suffer, or even be annihilated, as a result?”

“So what? When their people go to plunder the Great Ming Border and kill the local people, they never think about this. These are all debts they owe themselves. This is just for them to repay!”

As the two voices in his mind spoke alternately, Lu Zhen’s gaze gradually darkened. He had already made his final decision.

After taking a deep breath, Lu Zhen turned around, squatted down and flipped up the blanket on the sleeping area. Then, he took out a scimitar from below. This saber had been taken out of Hezha’s tent earlier to be used by his side, but he didn’t expect it to be of such use this time.

He swept his gaze over the blade and was sure that the blade was sharp enough. Then, he came to the tent curtain again and opened a crack. He carefully looked outside.

Everything around them was quiet, not even the sound of insects. Only the occasional autumn breeze blew out a series of whistling sounds, making the surroundings seem even quieter.

After confirming that there was no one outside, Lu Zhen finally took the knife and tiptoed out of his tent. After a few months, he knew the terrain like the back of his hand. Although it was very dark, it did not hinder his movements. He only turned around and quickly moved towards the tent where the target was.

After arriving near the tent, Lu Zhen even lowered his waist. Every step he took was extremely light. He did not want to alert the target inside because of a moment of carelessness. Afterwards, he did not directly enter through the tent door. Instead, he turned around and circled to the side of the tent.

Before leaning against the tent, Lu Zhen held his breath and listened carefully to the commotion inside. Only when he heard the faint snoring sound coming from inside did his face carry a trace of excitement.

The saber was quickly lifted up by him, and the tip of the saber stabbed into the tent made of cowhide, quickly penetrating it. Lu Zhen pulled his wrist down, and without any sound, a slit appeared on the tent. As he moved his saber to the side, a large enough hole formed.

He looked into the tent and saw that it was pitch black. He could only vaguely see a figure lying on his left side. The sound of snoring came from there.

Lu Zhen forcefully suppressed the tremor in his heart. He gently lifted his leg and walked into the tent. Then, he continued to tiptoe towards his target. The knife in his hand emitted a chilling light in the darkness.

Finally, he arrived in front of that person and looked down at him condescendingly. After confirming that this was the leader of those messengers, he took a deep breath and made his move!

When he had stayed in his tent earlier, Lu Zhen had carefully planned out what he should do to make things smoothly without affecting his own ability to kill people.

Since he was using a knife, he had to prevent blood from spitting out. Therefore, the best method was to use something to block the knife when it pierced into the other party’s vital points. In the other party’s tent, the most handy thing was naturally the sheepskin blanket that was used to cover the quilt.

Therefore, as he stabbed the target’s heart, Lu Zhen subconsciously grabbed the blanket covering the target’s body with his left hand, wanting to block the blood that would immediately spit out. His considerations were indeed good, but he had apparently overlooked one point. In this way, it would be very easy to wake up the target!

Sure enough, just as Lu Zhen’s hand was exerting strength, Bo Hu’s eyes suddenly opened. Because he couldn’t get along with the Rahab tribe, he had something on his mind, so he was disturbed by Lu Zhen and naturally woke up.

When he saw someone standing in front of him with a knife in his hand, he naturally understood what was going on. This shocked Bethhud. He had never imagined that the people of the Rahab Tribe would actually be so bold as to dare to assassinate him in a situation where they were unable to reach an agreement!

But at this moment, he no longer cared about guessing the other party’s thoughts. He immediately opened his mouth and wanted to shout. At the same time, he used his strength at his waist to bounce to the side to avoid this fatal saber strike.

Lu Zhen was also shocked to see him suddenly wake up, and then his heart tightened. If the other party shouted out, not only would his plan fail completely, he would even risk his life! Moreover, he could already see that the other party had opened his mouth and straightened his waist at the same time.

With Lu Zhen’s ability, it was obviously impossible for him to stop the other party from shouting. He even felt that he could hear the shout that cut through Jing Ye, and the movement of his hand slowed down. In the end, he was not a real killer, and he was already worried. Now that such a change had occurred, his heart became even more panicked.

But just as he was on the verge of despair, something miraculous happened. The shout that should have appeared did not come out. Although the other party’s mouth had already opened, the sound seemed to be sealed and did not reveal the slightest bit. Moreover, the body that this fellow was about to bounce off was also moving towards the side with an extremely slow movement …

Seeing this scene, Lu Zhen immediately understood. It was the ability he had mastered that had helped him greatly, and it had actually slowed down the target’s movements completely.

This time, he did not hesitate any longer. The sheepskin blanket in his left hand immediately covered it. At the same time, the knife in his right hand decisively stabbed straight into the other party’s heart. Just as blood sprayed out, the blanket had already been covered, blocking the blood that was also spraying out slowly.

At the same time, Lu Zhen’s left hand had already rushed forward and pressed down on the other party’s mouth!

Only after doing all of this did a sob come from Bo Hu’s mouth, but because Lu Zhen was so good at pressing down on him, the scream before he died was almost inaudible.

Bo Hu’s eyes were wide open at this moment. He wanted to struggle but had lost his strength. At the same time, his heart was filled with doubt and fear. He couldn’t understand why the knife that was still a distance away from him had pierced into his heart and the blanket that the assassin had just picked up had been covered up.

Bo Hu would never understand these questions, because after a short twitch, his legs kicked and he was completely silent.

However, Lu Zhen still didn’t dare to relax at all. He still pressed his hand firmly on the other party’s mouth, as if he was afraid that if he let go, the fellow below would suddenly cheat the corpse and cry out again.

After a while, Lu Zhen finally let go of his hand that was covering his opponent’s mouth after a short breath. Then, he found that his palm was covered in blood.

His heart was pierced by a knife, and blood flowed back from his body. A portion of it surged back and spat out from his mouth, all of which sprayed onto Lu Zhen’s palm. Fortunately, he had already pressed down on Bo Hu’s mouth. Otherwise, if he really spat out blood like this, Lu Zhen, who was approaching, would definitely not be able to escape. He would definitely be sprayed with blood all over his face.

When Lu Zhen saw the blood from this palm and glanced at the dead corpse, he was shocked and abruptly retreated. Only at this moment did he truly feel a deep sense of fear surge into his heart.

It wasn’t until he took a few deep breaths that he regained his composure. Immediately after, he subconsciously wanted to pull out his saber, but the moment his hand touched the hilt of the saber, he stopped moving again. If he pulled out his saber and spat out blood, he wouldn’t be able to dodge it.

“Anyway, I don’t have the technology to check fingerprints, and the murder weapon is not something I have with me. They definitely won’t be able to find it!” Lu Zhen, who had calmed down a little, quickly came to a conclusion and gave up the idea of drawing his saber.

After carefully listening to the outside world and confirming that there was no movement, he quietly retreated to the side and left the tent through the gap just now. Behind him, a pool of fresh blood continuously flowed out from the corpse that had lost its life, soaking the entire wool blanket. There was even a lot of blood flowing to the ground, like thin dark snakes …

After safely returning to his tent, Lu Zhen’s heart, which had been hanging in his throat, returned to its original place. Only at this time did he realize that his body was already wet, but it was not stained with blood, but sweat. Although the assassination just now was only a short moment, and there weren’t too many clashes, his sweat was already soaked with nervousness.

Now, just wait until tomorrow morning, when the corpse of the messenger is discovered, then we’ll see how the next reaction will be.

After Lu Zhen changed his clothes, he sat in the tent blankly, his mind blank …