Chapter 3: The Night of Bloodshed

Things did get a big deal.

In particular, when the head of the family, Zichuan Shenxing, appeared at the venue, and when he saw Yang Minghua sitting on the chief seat, everyone saw his hands trembling with anger and his tight teeth.

However, what relieved everyone was that Zichuan Shenxing chose to back down at this time, stomped his foot, and turned around and left the conference hall.

This also means that everyone does not have to participate in this unprepared situation.

This is fatal, and it is a big matter related to the fate of the family, how can you make a decision so rashly.

With different faces, Yang Minghua sat in the center of the rostrum, taking in the expressions of everyone on and off the stage.

He needs to know who will support him in this situation, even if it is just in favor of himself, which can be the difference between success and defeat in the end.

Naturally, at this time, he hopes that a bird will emerge so that he can make an example of the monkey.

Just as he scanned the whole scene, didn't find a bird, and was about to start the meeting, a rookie popped up.

"Your Excellency, I'm sorry, but you may have been in the wrong seat..."

The audience was in an uproar, and everyone turned their heads to look at the young man who was standing up, a young bannerman, cowering, and stunned at first glance.

Yang Minghua raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "This colleague is very faceless, I sat in the wrong seat?" ”

"The lower officer is the Black Flag Military Banner Bendeko... Please don't mind the president, the lower officials have no malicious intentions. It's just..."

"Uh-huh..."

With a snort, Deco slumped into his seat with a pale face.

Everyone suddenly wondered, why didn't this little stunned young man continue to talk about it? No one here is so good at kung fu, right?

I didn't see it, Yang Minghua tried it on the rostrum, and Di Lin's hand had hit the knife on his waist.

Only Zi Chuanxiu looked meaningfully in the direction where Yi Xiaojin was sitting.

After such a long period of contact, he knew that Yi Xiaojin was definitely a top master, and he could easily deliver a fatal blow with every move.

The most important thing is that he knows that Yi Xiaojin is also a traverser.

When the fellow saw the fellow, he didn't have tears in his eyes.

Zichuan Xiu feels pretty good, at least for now, it's very good, at least, the relationship between him and Zichuan Ning is making rapid progress, not to mention, it's not like the original book, some people are stubborn and don't take refuge in Zichuan Sanxing.

At this time, he can also be regarded as a person from Zichuan Shenxing.

How to do it, he knows.

At least you can't disappoint Zichuan Shenxing, right, even if the other party doesn't have a few years to live.

"Then, the meeting continues." Yang Minghua is also strange, but in this case, everyone can see that there is such a master present, who is it? Everyone doesn't know, so there's no need to grab this chicken and kill it.

so as not to have accidents.

But the little stunned young man sat down, and the other stood up again.

"Your Excellency, you are sitting in the wrong place!" Shirakawa Kimoto, who was under Shirakawa Shu, stepped forward.

In fact, relatively speaking, Zichuan Xiu and several of them all know that Shirakawa is actually Zichuan Shenxing's person, but now Zichuan Xiu is not worried about anything, because Shirakawa is actually quite sensible.

It's also good, but what's the situation now?

Zichuan ginseng star must let people deliver food? Must this arouse the other party's killing intent, and then let everyone show hostility towards Yang Minghua?

At such a moment, Zi Chuanxiu thought a little too much, and also felt that his heart was a little cold.

What about the traverser, they are just pawns on other people's chessboards.

"Oh?" Yang Minghua felt a little strange at this time, a little surprised, and a little confused.

Sleepy came to send a pillow, but this pillow was delivered in a timely manner, right?

Di Lin's face was slightly gloomy, and he slowly pressed towards Bai Chuan, as if a black cloud was approaching, so that the people around him couldn't help but get out of the way.

Seeing this, Zichuan Xiu and his two subordinates immediately stood up to block Di Lin, and Sterling, who was not far away, also got up in response.

At this time, Di Lin hesitated a little, and the knife in his hand was slightly lowered.

Zichuan Sanjie faced each other, and the atmosphere that was a little Fan Song just now suddenly became more and more tense.

At this time, a bigwig spoke up: "The head of the family needs to be decided by the senators, and the president is sitting in the wrong seat, so it is still necessary to move." ”

The voice was gentle, but it seemed a little forceless.

Ge Yingxing, the real nominal and actual boss of the Far Eastern Army.

His words, on behalf of the entire Far Eastern Army, are of great significance.

What's more, in recent years, the Far Eastern Army has achieved a lot of results in the war with the demons, which adds a bit of prestige.

With his words, all the officers of the Far Eastern Army stood up.

Immediately afterwards, all the officers of the Praetorian Guard stood up.

Then the rest of the officers stood up.

It's a big deal.

Xiao Long, the head of the Supervision Department, who was the first in line in the command office, waved his hand and let the military police in charge of guarding him rush in.

In any case, things can't be made big.

Of course, he didn't want mass bloodshed.

The strength of these major military regions has rebounded, and it is not something that he can solve with a single commander, and when the time comes, it will be dead and there will be no place to bury.

On the rostrum, several commanders of the military region had different expressions, but they could clearly see that they did not agree with Yang Minghua.

The general trend is available, and they are not needed to make the first bird, which can be compared with each other, and it is nothing.

The commander of the Central Army on the side approached Yang Minghua and said something, and then several of them got up and left quickly.

The tension was lifted, but everyone knew that something was going to happen tonight, and there would be bloodshed.

Yes, there will be bloodshed, there will be great blood.

Most of the people present were human spirits, and they knew that things had slipped into an uncontrollable direction.

What the result is, we can only sit and wait.

The result will be known by looking at the colors on the street the next morning.

All night, the imperial capital city was filled with shouts of killing, pleading, crying for help, etc., as if everyone was not in the capital city of a country, but as if they were going to hell.

Yang Minghua and his family were wiped out, the damned died, the undeserved, and the captured all died.

The Central Army, which originally belonged to Yang Minghua's side and was neutral at the time of the incident, nearly eighty percent of the officers above the flag were killed or wounded, and nearly 10,000 family members were implicated.

Zi Chuanxiu hoped to save the entire Central Army officers who had stood neutrally, but in the end, he saved only a few dozen people. Compared to more than 300 people, it is a little too little.

The night of bloodshed lasted only one night, and after a day, only the collapsed houses, faint traces of blood, marked what kind of chaos the imperial capital had experienced last night.

Yi Xiaojin didn't get involved, but was at the top of the imperial capital, watching the city fall into chaos and then fall silent again.

"You're really good at infighting." Cardin whispered from the side.

"Intelligent beings have such an instinct, which is a kind of pursuit, and it is just a conflict caused by the same purpose pursued by everyone." Yi Xiaojin shook his head and smiled.

"We Protoss won't," Cardin argued.

She refers to the Senea royal family, if you talk about the entire demon clan, she is not so big, the imperial war once every few decades is very cruel, she has read the history books.

"Hehehe..."Yi Xiaojin shook his head slightly.

Traverser Zichuan Xiu, in the end, failed to save the lives of all the middle-level commanders of the Central Army, even if he knew that Zichuan Sanxing was going to let Di Lin kill them, but he still wanted to save, such a group of middle-level officers who could play a great role in the war with the demons in the future.

The most difficult thing to train in the army is not low-level officers, not non-commissioned officers, but a large number of suitable middle-level officer corps, with a large number of middle-level officers, as long as those high-ranking commanders are not fools, it is generally difficult to make low-level mistakes.

That's professionalism.

And this group of people in the Central Army is a professional soldier, but unfortunately, there are not many left.