Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

Chapter 492: A Group of Guards

"The Second Prince asked me... asked me to monitor His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and report His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's whereabouts to him." Xiao Dezi did not dare to hide anything and explained everything in detail.

After hearing this, Zhang Ling was furious.

He didn't expect that his own brother was so vicious and wanted to kill him!

"Was Qiuyue also sent by him?" Zhang Ling asked.

Xiao Dezi hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

Zhang Ling took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart.

He looked at Xiao Dezi kneeling on the ground, with a cold light in his eyes: "Go away, just pretend nothing happened tonight."

Xiao Dezi was stunned for a moment, unable to believe his ears: "Your Highness, you...you won't kill me?"

"Get out!" Zhang Ling roared.

Xiao Dezi was so scared that he ran away crawling.

Zhang Ling stood there, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Lingyun, since you want to play, I will play with you to the end!

In the following days, Zhang Ling pretended to know nothing on the surface, but secretly began to make plans and prepare for a counterattack.

He used the clues provided by Xiao Dezi to gradually disintegrate Ling Yun's power.

Although Ling Yun is ambitious, he is still too young and lacks experience.

Under Zhang Ling's careful planning, Ling Yun's conspiracy failed again and again.

Finally, Ling Yun was forced into a corner and decided to take the risk and launch the attack.

However, all this was within Zhang Ling's expectations.

On the night when Ling Yun launched the attack, Zhang Ling had already laid a tight net to capture all of Ling Yun's followers.

Ling Yun was captured and knelt in front of Zhang Ling, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness.

"Why? Why do you know my plan?" Ling Yun asked gritting his teeth.

Zhang Ling sneered: "Do you think that your little trick can hide from my eyes?"

"You..." Ling Yun was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. I have nothing to say." Ling Yun lowered his head dejectedly.

Zhang Ling looked at Ling Yun who was kneeling on the ground, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

He didn't want to kill his own flesh and blood, but Ling Yun forced him to go down this path.

"Come here, take the second prince to the Sky Prison and await his fate." Zhang Ling said in a cold voice.

The guards stepped forward and took Ling Yun away.

Zhang Ling stood there, looking at Ling Yun's receding back, feeling mixed emotions.

He won, but he couldn't be happy.

Because he knew that this struggle had just begun...

Suddenly, Zhang Ling felt dizzy, his eyes went dark, and he passed out. When he woke up again, he found himself lying in an unfamiliar room.

A woman in white was sitting beside the bed, looking at him with concern.

"Are you awake?" the woman said softly.

Zhang Ling looked at the woman in front of him, his heart full of doubts.

Who is this woman? Why is he here?

"Who are you?" Zhang Ling asked.

The woman smiled and said, "I am your wife, Luo Ling."

Zhang Ling felt dizzy, as if his soul had been pulled out. When he woke up again, he found himself lying on a strange bed. The furnishings in the room were simple and elegant, but there was a strange atmosphere.

He struggled to sit up and looked around. The carved wooden windows and antique furniture all indicated that he was in a completely unfamiliar place.

"Where is this?" Zhang Ling muttered to himself, his mind in a mess.

At this moment, a clear voice sounded in his ears: "Master, are you awake?"

Zhang Ling looked in the direction of the sound and saw a maid dressed in green standing by the bed, holding a bowl of medicine in her hand. The maid had a pretty face and a hint of concern between her eyebrows.

"Who are you? Where is this place?" Zhang Ling asked in a hoarse voice.

"Young master, don't you remember me? I am Cui'er, and this is the Prime Minister's Mansion." Cui'er replied with a hint of surprise in her tone.

Prime Minister's Mansion? Zhang Ling was even more confused. He clearly remembered that he was in the palace, so how could he suddenly end up in the Prime Minister's Mansion?

"I...I don't seem to remember anything." Zhang Ling held his forehead and pretended to have amnesia.

Cui Er heard this and showed a worried look on her face: "Master, do you really not remember? You fell off your horse a few days ago and were unconscious for several days."

Fell off his horse? Zhang Ling's mind was moved. Could this be the reason why he traveled through time?

He groaned in mock pain: "My head hurts so much, I can't remember anything."

Cui Er quickly put down the medicine bowl in her hand, walked to the bedside, and gently massaged his head: "Master, don't worry, think about it slowly, and you will remember it eventually."

Zhang Ling closed his eyes and pretended to be trying hard to recall something, but in fact he was organizing his thoughts.

He traveled through time and space and lost his memory. This was both a challenge and an opportunity for him.

He can take this opportunity to re-examine the world and re-plan his life.

"Sir, how do you feel?" Cui'er asked with concern.

Zhang Ling opened his eyes, looked at Cui'er, and smiled slightly: "Much better, thank you, Cui'er."

Cui Er was startled by his sudden smile, her cheeks slightly flushed: "Sir, you must be hungry, I will go get you something to eat."

After saying that, Cui'er turned and left the room.

Zhang Ling looked at Cui'er's departing back, and a deep light flashed in his eyes.

He must find out as soon as possible what this world is like and why he came here.

For the next few days, Zhang Ling recuperated in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Under the guise of amnesia, he indirectly tried to get information about this world from Cui'er and other servants.

He gradually came to understand that this world was called Tianyuan Continent, a world where the strong were respected.

His current identity is the second son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, named Zhang Ling.

Coincidentally, Zhang Ling in this world is also an unpopular prince like him.

The difference is that Zhang Ling in this world is a playboy who idles around all day and does not work properly.

And he is a time traveler with modern knowledge and thinking.

He knew that in this world where the strong are respected, only by possessing great strength could one protect himself and control his own destiny.

He began to practice martial arts and exercise secretly.

He discovered that the martial arts in this world were very different from the fighting skills he had learned in his previous life.

The martial arts in this world focus more on the cultivation of internal strength and the use of true energy.

He began to try to combine modern fighting techniques with the martial arts of this world to create his own unique fighting style.

One night, Zhang Ling was practicing martial arts in the room when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Second Young Master, the master wants you to come over." A servant's voice sounded outside the door.

Zhang Ling's heart moved, he knew that his chance had come.

He straightened his clothes, then walked to the door and opened it.

"Lead the way." Zhang Ling said to the servant.

The servant responded respectfully, then took Zhang Ling to the prime minister's study.

Prime Minister Zhang Yuanshan was sitting at his desk, holding a book in his hands and frowning.

"Father, are you looking for me?" Zhang Ling walked up to Zhang Yuanshan and asked respectfully.

Zhang Yuanshan put down the book in his hand, raised his head, looked at Zhang Ling, a complicated light flashed in his eyes.

"Ling'er, you have changed a lot recently." Zhang Yuanshan said slowly.

Zhang Ling's heart sank. He knew that his disguise had been seen through by his father.

He took a deep breath and said, "Father, I did something wrong before and disappointed you. But I know I was wrong and I will change for the better."

Zhang Yuanshan looked at Zhang Ling, was silent for a moment, and then said: "Ling'er, do you really want to turn over a new leaf?"

Zhang Ling nodded without hesitation: "Yes, father, I will definitely work hard."

Zhang Yuanshan's eyes flashed with relief, and then he said: "Okay, if that's the case, then prove it to me. In a few days, the Royal Hunting Conference will be held, and you will come with me to participate."

Royal Hunting Conference? Zhang Ling's heart moved. He knew that this was a good opportunity to show his strength.

"Yes, father, I will never let you down." Zhang Ling said firmly.

Zhang Yuanshan looked at Zhang Ling, with a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes.

He hoped that his son could truly reform himself and become a man of integrity.

A few days later, the royal hunting meeting was held as scheduled.

Zhang Ling followed his father Zhang Yuanshan to the royal hunting ground.

In the hunting ground, flags were flying and the crowds were bustling.

Princes and nobles from all walks of life, as well as young talents, gathered here, ready to show their skills.

Zhang Ling looked at the scene in front of him, his heart filled with excitement and anticipation.

He knew that this would be the beginning of a new life for him.

Just then, a familiar figure appeared in his sight.

That is... the second prince Ling Yun!

A cold light flashed in Zhang Ling's eyes. He never expected that he would meet his enemy here.

It seems that this hunting meeting is destined not to be peaceful.

Zhang Ling's eyes were fixed on the second prince Ling Yun, and the flame of hatred burned in his eyes. In his previous life, it was this Ling Yun who caused his family to be destroyed and his reputation to be ruined. Now, when the enemies met, they were particularly jealous.

Ling Yun was surrounded by a group of nobles, all dressed in gorgeous clothes, talking and laughing. They rode on tall horses, showing off their power, as if the whole world belonged to them. Zhang Ling looked at them coldly, and a strong disgust surged in his heart.

"Ling'er, what are you looking at?" Zhang Yuanshan followed Zhang Ling's gaze and saw the Second Prince Ling Yun and his group.

"It's nothing, father." Zhang Ling retracted his gaze and said lightly.

Zhang Yuanshan frowned. He knew that there was some conflict between his son and the second prince, but he didn't want Zhang Ling to cause trouble on this occasion.

"Ling'er, remember, today is the royal hunting meeting, don't create unnecessary trouble." Zhang Yuanshan said earnestly.

"I understand, son." Zhang Ling replied in a low voice, but the coldness in his eyes did not diminish at all.

The hunting competition officially began, and the sound of horns resounded throughout the forest. Everyone spurred their horses and chased the prey. Zhang Ling also rode his horse and rushed into the depths of the forest.

He was not in a hurry to hunt, but approached Ling Yun intentionally or unintentionally. He knew that Ling Yun was surrounded by many experts, and he would definitely not be his opponent if he fought head-on. He needed to wait for the right opportunity to strike a fatal blow.

After traveling through the dense jungle for a long time, Zhang Ling finally found a perfect ambush location. The terrain here is steep and easy to defend but difficult to attack, making it an ideal place for an ambush.

Zhang Ling dismounted and hid behind a huge ancient tree, quietly waiting for the prey to appear.

Time passed by minute by minute, and just when Zhang Ling was about to lose his patience, the sound of horse hooves came from afar.

He stuck his head out and saw Ling Yun and his group walking towards him.

"It's like searching for a needle in a haystack, but finally I got it without any effort." Zhang Ling was secretly happy, he knew that his chance had come.