Mythical Qin: I, Gao Yao, will never be a eunuch!

Chapter 792 The dark moon and high wind kill the night!

The wheels rolled over the dust on the official road, making a monotonous and dull sound. The outline of Huaichun County was faintly visible on the distant horizon. This county town closest to Shu County and Nan County seemed to have become a reassuring coordinate on the long journey.

Halfway through the journey, the escort team remained in good order without any abnormal movement, which made Gongzi Gao, who had been on edge, finally relax slightly like a fully drawn bowstring. He leaned on the luxurious brocade cushion in the carriage, and the fatigue from days of running around and the hidden worries about Gao Yao were forcibly suppressed in the steady pace of the journey, in exchange for a moment of false peace.

In order to hurry on their way, the entire team chose to sleep outdoors. The night was deep and everything was silent. Gongzi Gao, his close minister Gao Yao, and other accompanying personnel could only sleep in their clothes on the carriage after the bumpy ride. But Gongzi Gao's carriage was particularly different - six strong horses stood side by side, outlining a majestic silhouette under the cold moonlight.

This "Emperor's Six Chariots" rule is a strict etiquette passed down from the Zhou Dynasty or even earlier: the emperor has six chariots, the princes have five, the ministers have four, the officials have three, the scholars have two, and the common people have one. Although it was the end of the Warring States period when etiquette and music were in decline, the kings of various countries had already usurped the throne and compared themselves to the emperor. As a king, Gongzi Gao naturally followed this highest standard.

Although Gao Yao regarded him as a puppet in his hand and controlled the power, he never skimped on the ostentation that showed off his status. His clothing, food, housing, transportation, and ceremonial standards were all exactly the same as those of the kings of the six kingdoms in the past, as if he was using this extreme luxury to whitewash the essence of the power change.

Fatigue eventually overwhelmed his restlessness. Gongzi Gao fell into a deep sleep as the carriage rocked slightly. However, the brief peace was instantly torn apart - in the dream, Gao Yao's familiar face suddenly twisted and turned into a hideous evil ghost! The gleaming blade chopped down mercilessly, and the cold killing intent was like a maggot in the bone. Gongzi Gao fled for his life in the nightmare, with Gao Yao chasing him like a shadow and the soldiers shouting to kill him.

There was no way out, no place to escape! Finally, the cold sword blade pierced his chest fiercely with a deathly howl! "Ugh!" Gongzi Gao suddenly jumped up from the couch, his heart beating like a drum, almost jumping out of his throat.

Sweat dripped down his body, soaking his silk shirt instantly, sticking to his skin with a sticky and cold feeling. He was panting heavily, still in shock, and when he wiped his forehead, it was covered with cold sweat. The beautifully embroidered jade pillow beneath him was also completely soaked by his sweat, leaving a dark wet mark. A huge fear seized him, and in the dim carriage, he was like a frightened trapped animal, his eyes filled with lingering fear and deep panic.

With trembling hands, he groped for the water bag on the table, unplugged it, and gulped down a few large mouthfuls of slightly cool water. The cold liquid slid across his burning throat, slightly suppressing the suffocating panic. His panting gradually calmed down, and his reason slowly returned like a tide. He calmed himself and subconsciously looked up at the car window. Outside the window, the night was so dark that it could not be dispelled. A cold moon had hung high in the sky without knowing when, and the cold and pale light shone through the thin window screen, casting a blurry shadow of the window frame on the ground. It was already late at night.

With exhaustion from surviving the disaster and a lingering chill, Gongzi Gao slowly lifted the heavy curtains on the car window. The night wind, with the unique coolness and scent of plants and trees in the wilderness, blew on his sweaty temples. He looked out at the silent camp, where a few bonfires were still burning in the night, making crackling sounds, which made the surrounding area even more dead silent.

Looking at the desolate moonlight, Gongzi Gao felt an indescribable sigh and fear in his heart. The despair of dying in the dream was still like a cold snake, entwining his heart, leaving him with lingering fears. He sighed, as if to expel the remnants of the nightmare, then slowly lowered the curtain, lay back on the couch, and forced himself to close his heavy eyelids again.

Just as his body relaxed and his consciousness was about to sink into the edge of chaos, a cold and abrupt thought struck his mind like lightning!

wrong!

Gongzi Gao's eyes suddenly opened, and his pupils suddenly contracted in the darkness! The shock of being half asleep and half awake just now made him ignore the most fatal problem! He was like being hit by an invisible whip, and he jumped up from the couch in an instant, almost rushing to the window, pulling open the curtain, and looking out again anxiously and fearfully -

This one glance made the blood in his body seem to freeze instantly!

He had not observed it carefully just now because he was distracted, but now, with the cold moonlight and the flickering light of the campfire, he finally saw it clearly! Around the camp, except for the burning campfires that were still trying in vain to dispel a small piece of darkness, there was no one! The camp, which was still orderly during the day, now seemed to have been violently wiped out by an invisible giant hand. As far as the eye could see, there was only a mess: the overturned and extinguished fire, the baggage and sundries scattered on the ground, the tents that were trampled into a mess... What was even more frightening was that there were many broken armors scattered on the ground! The broken armor pieces reflected the cold light in the moonlight, like the abandoned bones on the battlefield, silently telling of ominous things.

"Come here! Come!"

"Escort! Escort!!!"

Gongzi Gao's heart sank to the bottom of a cold valley, and the huge fear instantly seized all his reason. He shouted loudly, and his voice became sharp and piercing due to extreme panic, which seemed particularly abrupt in the dead silent night sky, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no response at all.

Only his own shouts echoed in the empty wilderness, and were soon swallowed up by the endless darkness. This deathly silence was more despairing than any noise!

He was completely panicked! He hurriedly grabbed a robe and put it on without even tying the belt, and staggered out of the carriage. His feet stepped on the cold and hard ground. He looked around in fear, trying to find a glimmer of life, looking for any familiar figure. However, all he saw was a bonfire, a mess, broken armor... and the endless darkness that seemed to swallow people. The invisible pressure was like a huge rock, pressing heavily on his chest, almost suffocating him.

Weapons! His eyes suddenly locked onto an abandoned long sword on the ground not far away. A cold light flashed faintly in the moonlight. Gongzi Gao was not a brave and combative general, and at this moment he was even more confused. He almost rushed towards the sword with his hands and feet, his steps were messy, and he was even tripped by the ropes or debris on the ground. He fell to the ground with a plop, covered in dust and grass. But he didn't care about the pain, and struggled to the sword, rolling and crawling, and tightly grasped the cold metal in his hand!