In the middle of the night, everything is silent, only the occasional insect chirping breaks the silence of the night.

In Longguan Guanzhong, the moonlight sprinkled on the bluestone pavement of the general's mansion, reflecting the mottled shadows of the trees.

Three men in black, agile and ghostly, quietly climbed over the wall.

They were dressed in night clothes, their faces covered with black cloth, and only a pair of shimmering eyes appeared.

At this moment, they walked lightly, flying up the wall, and skillfully dodging the patrolling pro-soldiers.

In the night, their figures quickly shuttled between the eaves and corners of the mansion without a sound, as if they were one with the night.

After some twists and turns, the three of them finally came to the door of Hao Zhao's room.

They exchanged glances, and one of them gently pushed the door, only to find it locked from the inside. The other quickly pulled out a hair-thin wire from his bosom and expertly fiddled with the door lock.

There was a soft click on the door lock, and the door was slowly pushed open. The three of them quickly dodged in, their movements swift and silent.

The three of them tiptoed to Hao Zhao's bed, only to see that the person on the bed seemed to be immersed in sweet dreams, snoring like thunder.

Hao Zhao wielded the ring-headed knife and engaged in a fierce battle with the three assassins.

However, at the moment when they were about to swing their knives at Hao Zhao, Hao Zhao, who was originally asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.

His movements are swift and decisive, and every swing of the knife is a killing technique.

It turned out that Hao Zhao had woken up the moment he opened the door.

However, Hao Zhao was undaunted, first roaring angrily to deter the Assassins, and then, with lightning speed, he leaped to his feet and snatched a ring-headed knife from one of the Assassins.

In fact, he didn't even take off his armor when he slept, his spirit was highly tense, and he must have reacted when there was wind and grass outside.

The last Assassin saw that the situation was not good, and turned to flee.

When the three assassins found that Hao Zhao had woken up, they immediately raised their weapons and were about to kill Hao Zhao.

He quickly chased after him, slashing off one of the Assassin's legs and subduing him to the ground.

The room was a mess, the bedding on the bed was red with blood, and the floor was littered with broken weapons and torn night clothes.

The knife is pointed at the vital point.

In an instant, the whole room seemed to be transformed into a battlefield.

They looked at each other and smiled, as if they had seen the scene of Hao Zhao's head falling to the ground, and the swords in their hands shimmered in the cold light under the moonlight.

Hao Zhao stood in the center of the room, holding a ring-headed knife, panting, with a slight chill in his eyes.

"This matter is lost!"

As a general of Longguan, he has experienced the battlefield and is extremely alert. The sound of the door opening was subtle, but it was enough to wake him up from his sleep.

Intimidated by Hao Zhao's bravery, the Assassins tried to fight back, but each attack was skillfully defused by Hao Zhao.

In the fierce battle, the two Assassins fell to Hao Zhao's sword, blood staining their night uniforms red.

However, how could Hao Zhao let him escape easily?

There was a sharpness and alertness in his eyes, as if he had expected this moment to come.

"How daring!"

Hao Zhao looked at the fallen assassin on the ground, his heart full of doubt and anger.

He didn't know who had sent the Assassins.

Probably both.

The noise in the room quickly attracted the attention of the soldiers outside.

"General, what happened?"

As soon as he walked into the room, the strong smell of blood made the face of the captain of the pro-soldier change suddenly.

He immediately knelt in front of Hao Zhao, his face red.

"The subordinate patrol is not good, let the traitor enter the general's room, and almost killed the general, and the subordinate is really dead."

Hao Zhao shook his head and said, "Get up, they are dead soldiers who are raised, and they are specially here for assassination, and it is normal for you to be negligent for a while." ”

The guards are all from his hometown, and they are existences that can be entrusted with their lives.

Hao Zhao couldn't have punished him for this incident.

"Interrogate this person well and find out who is behind it."

"It's too late."

The assassin who was beheaded by Hao Zhao is already lifeless at the moment.

"It's a dead man! He had poison in his mouth, and this time he knew that he had no way out, and he had already committed suicide by taking poison. ”

The face of the captain of the pro-soldier changed suddenly.

"This kind of thing can only be raised by a family, the general, it must be the Longxi Shi clan, maybe the Longxi Li clan, or the Longxi Xin clan is behind the general's life."

The cost of raising the dead is very high.

This can be seen from Jing Ke.

In order to make Jing Ke die, Prince Yan asked Jing Ke to use gold to throw turtles, eat thousands of miles of horse liver, cut off the hands of beauties and give jade plates to Jing Ke, and then "eat in the same case and sleep in the same bed".

It can be said that a huge material, manpower and time cost has been invested.

All of this is for one purpose, to make Jing Ke a dead soldier, go to assassinate Qin Shi Huang, and go to the soup to fight the fire.

This, of course, is the highest cost of raising a dead man.

Although the cost of the dead soldiers of the family is not as high as that of Jing Ke, every dead soldier needs to spend a lot of money and time.

Most of these dead men were raised from childhood.

The family will find some orphans whose parents have died from the people, and there is no kinship bond, so naturally they will not be trapped by kinship in the future, and the family is also their life-saving benefactor, so there is also a layer of friendship to save their lives.

It is naturally impossible to completely control the dead soldiers by relying on feelings alone, so in the process of cultivation, the family will always let his subordinates instill the idea of loyalty to the family in the dead soldiers.

In ancient feudal society, mind control was very terrifying, and the things that these dead men were exposed to since childhood made them unable to get rid of these mental controls, and they would not even think that this was a kind of mental control.

Finally, it is necessary to "beat a stick to give a sweet date", not only to train the dead in a strict way, but also to make them profitable.

Precise identity selection, plus thought control, plus training and inducement complement each other.

The time and money spent is not something that ordinary people can afford.

It was the captain of the old family who insisted on assassinating him, and behind him stood the Longxi family.

"General, you can't let them go, if you don't hold them accountable this time, there will be a second and third time, it's easy to dodge with open guns, and it's hard to guard against hidden arrows!"

Oh, yes~

Open guns are easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are difficult to defend.

Hao Zhao sighed.

said: "The generals above the rank of Guanzhong Qu Lieutenant were all summoned to the General's Mansion, and the Longxi family also issued an invitation." ”

"The general is going to do something to them?"

Hao Zhao shook his head slightly.

"Tell them that they don't have to come and kill me, I want to join the Han!"

If you continue to be foolish, your fate will be very miserable.

The state of Wei is in Longxi, and there is no future at all.

is like a rootless Ping, who was originally in the midst of the storm, and after experiencing a defeat, there is no possibility of turning over.

Now while you have capital in your hands, you can also surrender in exchange for fame and fortune.

If the head of his own item is taken, then what is his fame and fortune?

I can't save my own life.

"General, you." The captain of the pro-soldier had a look of astonishment on his face.

"Good birds choose trees to perch on, and virtuous ministers choose their masters. It's not too early to see the opportunity, it's too late to regret it! I am a Han general, and now I abandon Wei and return to Han, why not? ”

Of course, Hao Zhao also understood in his heart that the pressure to surrender would be great if the resistance was not guaranteed.

After all

The surrender of capital should always be conditional, right?

If the Longxi Shi clan wants to change the master, do you also have to talk about the conditions?

If he doesn't meet the conditions of the family, I'm afraid that these people will coerce him and fight him until the Han Kingdom meets their conditions.

At that time

His Hao Zhao's situation is not good.

(End of chapter)