章 719: There Are Snowy Swords And Frost At Cang Mountain (4)

Zhaixing Tower was two or three li to the southeast of the Royal Palace. At such a great distance and under the cover of the swirling wind and snow, no one noticed the slight movement far away. The white and expensive fur coat on Zhaixing Tower trembled slightly. The sparks by the barrel of the gun made a loud noise, but the speed of sound was far slower than the movement of the bullet.

At least in this moment, the people on the palace walls and in front of the corner tower were still quietly looking at the warriors waiting for death on the snow in front of the Palace. The Qing military elites spread in all directions did not have any sense that the god of death's sickle was already cutting through the air and coming closer to their Emperor in a way completely unimaginable to anyone in this world.