Chapter 212: Seeking Death
"I'm going to get ready." Yang Zheng smiled and turned around.
Little by little, the smile faded from his face.
There is some sadness in my heart.
The opportunity has been given, and the brothers who share life and death have finally gone to the opposite side.
But at this moment, Yang Zheng can no longer tolerate softness.
He is first of all the master of one side, with more than 30,000 troops and more than 100,000 people under his command, and then he is Ling Husheng's brother.
Wang Jinhu really ate the bear's heart and leopard gall.
Anyway, Yang Zheng also wanted to see how powerful he was.
"Why should the general risk his life, his subordinates can lead more than 100 warriors to capture Wang Jinhu alive." Meng Yu said.
"Take this opportunity to wipe out all the fine works lurking in the Western Capital, and these people who can't see the general will never show up."
Yang Zheng wore a layer of Confucian armor inside, a jacket on the outside, a small silver crown, and a Han sword around his waist.
People rely on clothes, facing the bronze mirror, but there is a bit of the appearance of a scholar son.
It's just that the skin on his face is slightly rough, and he has more of the rigidity of a martial artist.
When they went out, more than 50 guards such as Gong Feizhi and Luo Huzi wore leather armor inside, short brown outside, and long knives at their waists.
Only Liu Heng was carrying a mace.
It seems that something is wrong with taking this guy to a banquet......
"Are you carrying this thing to eat or to hammer people?"
"Something else doesn't work well." Liu Heng looked aggrieved.
This mace has always been regarded by him as a treasure of his heart.
Yang Zheng found two short-handled hammers, "You will just do it." β
Meng Yu led a thousand guards to the battalion, standing quietly and solemnly in the courtyard.
This configuration is a bit high-minded to Wang Jinhu.
This guy has always been less successful than he has lost.
Night fell quickly.
The lights of the western capital city are lit up, and it is especially peaceful in the night.
"Haha, after being entertained by Brother Yang for many days, the foolish brother is really ashamed, and today I will prepare a little thin banquet to show my gratitude." After Wang Jinhu saw that there were only more than 50 guards around Yang Zheng, his eyes lit up, and he greeted him with a lower rank, looking like a corporal of Lixian.
"Your Excellency is behind the high gate, and you don't dare to climb high."
is another one who takes the initiative to be a big brother, and he is not thick-skinned these days, so he is embarrassed to come out and mix.
"Brother is too modest, please ......" Wang Jinhu acted as if he was the master here.
Inviting himself with his own things, Yang Zheng felt that he had lost a lot.
The mansion is also one of the three best in the Western Capital.
Yang Zheng asked himself, it was interesting enough for Wang Jinhu.
It's just a piece of kindness that is treated as a donkey's liver and lungs.
How many ungrateful people are there in this world?
Entering the hall, there are screens on both sides, and the lights are dim and dim.
Ling Husheng kept his head down, and no one could see his face clearly.
Wang Jinhu sat on the main seat with a grin, "I was taken in by my brother......"
"Your Excellency may as well speak up if you have something to say." Yang Zheng was not in a good mood, and he had no interest in being false and wronged.
There is no need for this.
"Happy!" Wang Jinhu slapped his thigh, "The elder brother is a great general, only by virtue of the merit of destroying Ye Wudai and being confused, when he was placed in the first emperor, he must be a general, and the marquis is only idle, and now he succumbs to live in this desolate place, he is suspicious on all sides, and he is not willing to do anything, and it is not worth it for his brother to replace his brother." β
is worthy of being born in the Taiyuan Wang family, and his speaking level is quite high.
"So ......," Yang Zheng said.
Only Yang Zheng, Liu Heng, Gong Feizhi, and Luo Huzi entered.
Sitting opposite sat Ling Husheng and a few strong men from Huainan, as well as some people dressed as merchants and scribes.
All waist overhangs.
"So since the court doesn't want it, why don't you take it yourself!" Wang Jinhu straightened up his front half and stared at the majestic light.
Yang Zheng stood up, "I, Yang Zheng, am loyal to Great Wei, how can I be a chaotic minister and thief?" Your Excellency has bad intentions, and you take your leaveβ"
Liu Heng, Gong Feizhi, and Luo Huzi also stood up.
The four people on the opposite side also stood up, their hands pressed on the hilt of the knife, only Ling Husheng was still kneeling, his head bowed, drinking by himself, as if he couldn't see what was going to happen in the hall.
"Yang Zheng, don't know how to lift! Wang Taishou is from the Taiyuan Wang family, and he is just a military slave! A halberd scolded.
Liu Heng's neck immediately flushed, the muscles on his face were squeezed together hideously, and the joints on his hands made a "kaka" sound.
Luo Huzi on the left is also panting like a cow.
The two of them seemed to be unable to control themselves.
However, Gong Feizhi was quite calm and calm, just waiting for Yang Zheng's order.
On this occasion, without Yang Zheng's order, Liu Heng did not act rashly.
Wang Jinhu's eyes gradually turned cold, "Young man, I advise you not to be too arrogant!" β
Yang Zheng was stunned, why is this so familiar?
blurted out a response: "Not angry or young people?" β
With a "snap", the cup in Wang Jinhu's hand smashed on the ground, making a crisp sound.
The screen and wooden door were immediately knocked down, and hundreds of people were fiercely carrying ring-headed knives.
He was also wearing two crotch armors.
It's not difficult to get a knife, Xiping doesn't have a forbidden knife, but it's a little difficult to get a standard equipment like two-crotch armor.
"So, you're all complicit?" Yang Zheng looked at the group of merchants and scribes with cold eyes.
No one dared to look at Yang Zheng.
"I'm the Taiyuan Wang family, the world's most famous family, I fancy you, it's your blessing!" Wang Jinhu stood up slowly, as if he had a chance to win.
Yang Zheng sighed, "If you are willing to bow your head and live with peace of mind, you may live longer." β
Wang Jinhu took a step forward, "How can a husband walk between heaven and earth, how can he bow down to the knees of others?" Yang Zheng, today's events, you have to follow, and you have to follow if you don't! β
Yang Zheng couldn't help but be happy, this kind of character, no wonder he jumped out to rebel in a hurry.
"Everyone in the world says that Wang Ling's four sons are talented, but today it seems that he is just a reckless man."
"Die!" There was a loud shout around him, and two figures shot out.
Liu Heng couldn't hold back any longer.
The hammer shadow knife light blew a gust of fishy wind.
The two soldiers who stood in front of Wang Jinhu had their heads split like melons and fruits.
"Die!" Liu Heng's face was distorted, his mouth was wide open, and his white teeth were exposed, like a mad beast.
The other person, Luo Huzi, was not so terrifying, carrying a knife, and still had a simple smile on his face, but as soon as the knife went down, the head flew up.
The madness of the two frightened the rebellious army in the hall for a while.
The merchants and scribes crawled all over the ground, trying to escape from this purgatory.
It's just that the sonorous sound of armor also sounded outside the hall.
Then came the screams of the people.
In an instant, the peaceful night of the Western Capital City was awakened.
The sound of weapons colliding and bows and crossbows gradually sounded.
Gong Feizhi carried a knife to protect Yang Zheng's body.
More than 50 soldiers outside the hall rushed into the hall to protect Yang Zheng.
And Yang Zheng sat cross-legged on the soft collapse, picked up a glass of wine, and was just about to enter it, thinking that if this wine was poisonous, it would be too much.
In the narrow space, Liu Heng's two hammers are simply artifacts.
With his divine power, he fought in close quarters, and his armor was shattered.
Blood soon flowed down the plank.
He was trampled on by hundreds of feet, leaving strings of blood-colored footprints.
"Yang Zheng!" Wang Jinhu was furious and rushed towards Yang Zheng with more than a dozen armor soldiers.
but was kept out.
"Yang Zheng!" Wang Jinhu's roar was soon mixed with helplessness and despair.
The sound of spears piercing armor, stomachs, and flesh was heard from all sides.
Creepy in the night.
Wang Jinhu's men fell one after another.
However, Wang Jinhu didn't give up, and rushed at Yang Zheng with blood-red eyes.
Again and again, but on the outside.
"Yang Zheng'er, dare to fight me to the death!" Wang Jinhu's voice gradually became hysterical.
"Why should I fight you to the death?" Yang Zheng enjoyed the pleasure of crushing.
What kind of scholar clan, what world's famous family, in fact, is nothing more than that.
"Coward! Cowardlyβ" Wang Jinhu's voice stopped abruptly.
A long knife pierced him in the neck.
Blood gushed down the tip of the knife.
Wang Jinhu tried his best to turn his head and look at the person behind him.
The person behind him took the initiative to walk in front of him, "Uncle, it's me." β
There was no life in Hu Sheng's eyes.
Wang Jinhu's eyes widened, and he eventually lost his luster and fell to the ground.
"Stop!" Linghu Sheng roared.
The Huainan army in the hall stared at all this blankly.
Eventually dropped the weapon.
Ling Husheng cut off Wang Jinhu's head with a knife and threw it in front of Yang Zheng, "Xingyun ......"
"You can't die yet." Yang Zheng saw through the will to die in Ling Husheng's eyes at a glance.
Ling Husheng lowered his head slightly, and there was no trace of gleam in his eyes, as if he was already a dead man at this moment.
"I heard that you have two sons and two daughters, and Ling Tang is nearly sixty years old."
The dead aura in Hu Sheng's eyes turned into pain, "Please also ask Xingyun to take care of one or two for me." β
"I can tell you clearly, Wang Ling will be defeated, and when the time comes, the three clans will be wiped out, and if you don't save them, no one will be able to save them."
Let's get off the book
Ling Hu Sheng's whole body was shocked.
Yang Zheng continued: "It's easy to die in this world, it's not easy to survive, if you die for Wang Jinhu, it's worthless, if you feel indebted to me, you might as well leave your life and slowly return it to me in the future." β
The knife in Hu Sheng's hand fell to the ground.
Yang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.
You can be open to him, but you have no mercy for the betrayer.
Repeated tolerance, repeated favors, no one remembers.
can only use knives and blood to give people with ulterior motives a long memory.