Dark Sand: My Players Are All Actors-Chapter 542 - 276: Circle Kick_3

"Guards! Where is the Imperial Army?"

Chu Ge chuckled darkly, "Your Majesty, we have no interest in plotting to overthrow the dynasty or usurp the throne.

"You really think everyone is coveting your laughable crown?"

Before he had finished speaking, a minister from the crowd stepped forward briskly, "Why waste words with him? Let’s beat him up and talk after!"

He rushed straight to the Dragon Throne, grabbed Emperor Gaozong of Qi, and dragged him down.

The other ministers clearly couldn’t hold back either, rushing up to surround Emperor Gaozong of Qi and started to kick him while he was down in a circle.

"You dog emperor! Go eat shit!"

"You call yourself Emperor Gaozong of Qi? ’High’ my arse!"

"I’ve been wanting to beat you up since the Trial Illusion, but never had the chance!"

"Make some room, let me get a couple of kicks in too!"

The entire Golden Throne Hall instantly turned chaotic.

The other ministers who were not possessed by players stood there, dumbstruck, watching this scene unfold before their eyes.

The emperor was actually pulled down from his throne and then surrounded and beaten up, unable to stand up and fight...

As for Zan Mo, he was also stunned by what was happening before him.

Strictly speaking, although he had never personally witnessed such a scene, he had heard about it.

It was said that the emperor of Jin Country had once been dragged from his throne by Wanyan Sheng leading the likes of Bo Jilie for taking money from the national treasury to drink, and he was beaten with twenty military sticks.

But that was Jin Country after all!

The systems of Jin and Qi were different. In Jin Country, figures like Wanyan Sheng, who was a prince and also a senior official in control of military and government power, had a very high degree of authority in front of the emperor.

But it was not the same in the Qi Dynasty!

The status of military officers was lower than that of dogs, whereas civil officials, though much higher than military officers, had never been seen daring to publicly drag the emperor down and beat him up.

He felt that his diplomatic mission had been quite normal in the first half, but when he arrived at the Golden Throne Hall, the atmosphere had suddenly become quite strange...

Some ministers had already sensed that something was wrong and sneakily tried to run out and call the Imperial Army.

However, before they could take a few steps, they were already stopped.

Zhao Haiping and Fan Cun were each playing a military officer, blocking the entrance to the court.

Despite being unarmed, with their skills, knocking these civil officials down was all too easy.

"Gentlemen, where do you think you’re going?" The two, one on the left and one on the right, stood like door gods, exhibiting a beaming smile.

The ministers wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, "We... we’re not going anywhere, nowhere at all."

Fan Cun and Zhao Haiping exchanged a glance, then smiled, "To be honest, I’ve got a little medical knowledge too. You all seem unwell, why else would you be so pale and sweating profusely? How about I give you all a check-up?"

The ministers were a bit puzzled, "A check-up?"

The next second, they understood what "a check-up" meant.

Fan Cun’s precisely aimed kick had already been delivered!

Zhao Haiping refused to be outdone, swinging his fists, big as sandbags, in a fierce beating.

"Let’s have the lords sweat out their illnesses! It cures all ailments!"

...

Outside the hall.

The soldiers of the Imperial Army hurried over.

They heard a commotion coming from the hall and naturally did not dare to neglect their duty.

However, just as they arrived in front of the hall, before they could clearly see what was happening inside, they saw Yang Zhengfu, the military officer in charge of the Hall Before Department, walking over as if nothing was wrong.

"The court is in order, stand down."

The soldiers looked at each other, and although they still harbored some doubts, the man before them was their immediate superior and the most trusted by the current emperor, so naturally, there was no need for the soldiers to question any further, and they honestly withdrew.

After driving away these soldiers, the player posing as Yang Zhengfu hurried back to the court with quick little steps, hoping to take the opportunity to kick Emperor Gaozong of Qi a few more times.

...

The court had already descended into chaos. For some unknown reason, a group of senior officials had collectively gone mad and started kicking around the emperor and other officials.

The other ministers were trying to resist, but their efforts were doomed to be in vain.

This time there were only forty-five players, and some of the players’ possessed characters did not have the right to attend the court meeting, so the actual number of players present was even fewer than forty-five.

But they firmly held the initiative in the court.

The reason lay in the fact that when selecting identities, the players deliberately chose those who were strong and well-bodied.

After all, when it came to fistfights in the court, what did high or low status matter? Whether one would be beaten depended entirely on their physical condition.

So, the ministers selected by the players were all young, strong, and healthy, naturally taking down the other ministers with ease.

Moreover, there were Zhao Haiping and Fan Cun, too; embodied in military officers, they could each take on at least ten of those ministers with no strength to truss a chicken.

Aside from the scholar players, the rest of the players, whether Ranger, assassin, or soldiers, were very skilled in combat techniques, and at this moment, they fought as if in their element.

Add to that the players’ thorough preparation and tacit cooperation...

The situation in the court quickly became one-sided.

Except for the players, who were still standing, Emperor Gaozong of Qi and the other ministers were basically all knocked to the ground and kicked in a circle.

Zan Mo was thoroughly frozen.

He trembled and said, "You, you Qi Dynasty, you..."

He didn’t know what else to say.

Chu Ge, who was playing Qin Huizhi, was kicking with vigor and suddenly realized that the players had forgotten about him.

"Don’t let this one go! Attack!"

At the command, the players left Emperor Gaozong of Qi, who was lying on the ground with his dragon robe coming apart at the seams and his face black and blue from kicks, and surrounded Zan Mo.

Although Zan Mo was from Jin and had a decent physical constitution, how could he withstand an attack from so many people?

He was kicked into a mess on the spot and could not care for himself.

...

An hour later, the players were each gasping for breath. Some of the possessed ministers with poorer physical quality were now leaning on the columns inside the hall.

While Emperor Yingzong of Qi and those ministers lay groaning on the ground.

A player gave a thumbs-up to the minister played by Meng Yuan, "This is a great idea! I’ve wanted to beat up Emperor Gaozong of Qi for a long time!"

He paused, then asked, "But... what should we do next?"

Chu Ge chuckled, "Isn’t that simple?

"The envoy Zan Mo from Jin spoke out of turn in the hall and was the first to start a fight, causing chaos among many ministers. Although Zan Mo was beaten to death on the spot, the emperor and the ministers were also injured and unable to deal with political affairs, only able to recuperate in the palace.

"State affairs will temporarily be handled by us.

"Bring the emperor to be confined in the Cold Palace, we’ve got big things to do!"