Chapter 20 I don't know how to win, but I'm looking for a knife and axe?
spat in the direction of Xianyang County's departure.
Wang Ben returned to the study with the invitation.
He took the invitation with both hands and said:
"Childe, Xianyang County Cheng that little boy came to deliver the post, as soon as I saw him, I couldn't wait to smash his Wang Ba lid.
Before leaving, he wanted to ask me for a reward, so that I was scared away. ”
Listening to Wang Ben's words, everyone burst into laughter.
Bai Qi sneered and teased:
"I really don't know what kind of brains the people around me are, and they dare to ask us for money."
Wang Ben sneered:
"It's just a maggot of the country, tonight I just wait for the son's order, and I'll give him a different place!"
The soldiers talked and laughed.
Yingtian didn't participate in the topic, he opened the invitation.
On a letter of letters, a line of words was engraved with a knife:
"Xianyang County Ling Ying doesn't know Jingqi, Chu Kelou Accord has set up a dinner party, waiting for the third son."
Meng Tian on the side said suspiciously after reading the words on the invitation:
"Childe, Chu Kelu is in the deep alley, and there is only one way to advance and retreat.
Ying doesn't know that this old dog has set up a dust washing banquet here, and I am afraid that there will be fraud. ”
Ying Tian sneered when he heard this, and said:
"It's just a rat, don't be afraid."
Putting away the invitation in his hand, Yingtian said:
"Let's go, and come with me to this dust-washing feast!"
"Yes!"
The twelve shouted in unison.
Meng Tian said loudly:
"Prepare for it, the third son is traveling!"
Meng Tian gave an order, and the carriage and horses were immediately prepared in front of the city lord's mansion.
Twelve generals each rode their own horses to open the way ahead.
Yingtian sat in a chariot embroidered with a dragon and accompanied him.
The group walked towards the Chu Kelou in a menacing manner......
Xianyang City, Chu Kelou.
Inside the Accord, a group of Xianyang officials knelt neatly in front of their respective dining tables.
Sumptuous dishes are laid out on the table.
A wide variety of court dishes are available.
The house is filled with fragrance.
These are all made by the retired imperial chefs in Yongcheng.
If it weren't for the banquet of the third prince, ordinary people would not be able to eat such delicacies at all.
At the banquet, some officials were already drooling.
If it weren't for Ying Buzhi's sitting, I'm afraid they would have eaten a lot of food a long time ago.
Glancing at the moon, Xianyang County Cheng said:
"My lord, I guess the time, the third son is estimated to be coming."
"Well, the sword and axe men, death row prisoners, rangers and others who are ambushed around have all been arranged?"
Xianyang County Cheng picked up the wine jug and poured it for Yingbu, and said with a smile:
"Don't worry, as long as you drop the cup, the knife and axe hands will rush up!
Hack Yingtian's little boy and the people it brought with him to death! ”
Listening to Xianyang County Cheng's report, Ying Buzhi was very satisfied.
He nodded, took a sip of wine, and said:
"It's really a murderous night when the moon is dark and the wind is high~"
As he spoke, he sang a little song.
It seems that the matter of slaughtering Yingtian has been stabilized.
While the two were talking, there was a rush of footsteps outside the private room.
The guard pushed the door in and said solemnly:
"My lord, the third son, they have entered the alley!"
The corners of Ying's mouth curled slightly, and he sneered:
"Jun has entered the urn!"
In the dark alley outside the Chu Ke Building, a team of people and horses were slowly moving forward.
Wang Ben, who was walking in front, frowned slightly, and he took off the long lance on his back.
After a wary glance around, he whispered:
"It's kind of eerily quiet here."
Meng Tian almost sensed that something was not right.
He ordered:
"Protect the third son!"
Eleven people were ordered to circle around Yingtian's chariot.
They vigilantly guarded their surroundings, ready to sacrifice their lives to defend Yingtian from the dark arrows.
"Third son, weren't you very majestic when you entered the city?
How did you become so restrained now? ”
Suddenly, a voice full of banter sounded on the Chu Ke Tower.
The crowd looked up and found.
On the second floor of the Chu Kelou, on the top of the Accord, Ying Buzhi was holding a wine cup, looking at Ying Tian and his party condescendingly.
Seeing this, Bai Qi said angrily:
"Bold and don't know! The third prince arrived, why don't you quickly roll down and bow down? ”
Ying didn't know what to say, and he sneered, and he said:
"The third son? What is that? Yes? Hahahaha! ”
Ying didn't know how to laugh uncontrollably.
When his voice fell, a group of Xianyang officials in the room also echoed one after another:
"The third son is just a milky child."
"I guess the hair hasn't grown yet, right?"
"The little cub is not good to enjoy happiness in Yongcheng, he has to come to Xianyang to fight against us, and he is in a hurry to die!"
"Xianyang City is also where you came?"
Officials, you and I will say word by word.
Between the words, he didn't take Yingtian in his eyes at all.
Wang Ben was furious when he heard this, and he held the lance in his hand and threw it violently.
The lance turned into a straight line of silver in the night sky, and shot quickly towards the second-floor Accord.
One of the most laughing Xianyang officials did not know that death was coming.
Suddenly, the lance broke through the fence and stabbed an official in the chest.
This force was so great that it flew out with the official's body.
Eventually, it was nailed deep into the columns.
The sudden death frightened all the officials present.
However, they soon came to their senses.
The officials, who have mutilated hundreds of people, have long been paralyzed by the deaths of others.
Ying didn't know that someone had died, and his laughter was even worse:
"Third son, your disciple has just killed Xianyang.
His official rank is from the fifth rank, and he is an official of the imperial court!
Now even if you are the third son of the king, you will be punished! ”
Li Xin was furious when he heard this, he pulled the reins sharply and rushed towards Yue Xianglou.
Ying didn't know that Li Xin was attacking, his eyes were sharp, he looked at the night sky and threw the wine cup in his hand to the ground in front of the restaurant!
For!
The wine cup is crisp and pierces the entire night sky.
Li Xin, who was charging, was stunned for a moment, he drove his horse to a steady stop, and looked up at the high walls on both sides.
Not only him, but the rest of the generals also looked to the sides.
Ying Buzhi suddenly smashed his wine glass angrily, and the fool also knew that this was a signal to the ambush.
The twelve generals are ready for battle, ready to meet the incoming enemy.
However, after the sound of the glass, there was no reaction on either side of the alley.
Ying didn't know how to frown, and he asked Xianyang County Cheng beside him:
"What's going on? What about the axemen? What about death row inmates? What about the Ranger? And what about the rest? ”
"No... I don't know? Xiaguan has obviously been deployed. ”
"Where are the swordsmen and axes you deployed?"
Just when the two were arguing.
The curtain of the Tamron chariot is drawn.
Ying Tianduan sat in the chariot and asked playfully:
"I don't know, but I'm looking for a knife and axeman, a house slave, a death row prisoner, an outlaw, a ranger, and a swordsman?"