"Shut up!" Yang He shouted with a livid face, and several juniors were so frightened that they dared not speak for a moment.
He originally wanted to use a life-and-death situation to force Wei Zhuang to give in, but Zhang Chan and these idiots attacked Wei Zhuang. Seeing that Wei Zhuang's face became increasingly ugly, Yang He also knew that peace talks were impossible.
In fact, since Wei Pengcheng and Lin Jianghe were killed, he had foreseen his own ending, so after learning that his son had kidnapped the queen's maid, he immediately contacted several other senior officials of the military department.
Then several soldiers joined forces to protect themselves.
If you can't protect yourself, then start a rebellion.
They knew that Wei Zhuang had not yet given birth to any offspring, and as long as they killed him, there would be a short vacuum in the court, at which time they would have a chance to stand up.
So at this time, Yang He's eyes were particularly firm.
Wei Zhuang calmly glanced inside. The soldiers were so dark that he couldn't even see them. What he saw was more than five hundred.
At this moment, soldiers from both sides surrounded the Shangshu Mansion. It was very difficult for Wei Zhuang, who was surrounded in the middle, to escape, especially if a fight broke out soon, and the sword without eyes might really hurt Wei Zhuang.
I have to admit that Wei Zhuang was a little careless this time. He did not expect that Yang He would call several people with military power from the Ministry of War.
To be honest, if he had been in previous lives, he would probably have chosen to make peace with the other side temporarily, and then find a way to take revenge after he returned safely.
But now...
Sorry, buddy, I am no longer the person who used to be hesitant when doing things.
In this life, Wei Zhuang's principles of doing things are just eight words.
If you don't care about life and death, do it if you don't accept it!
Aren't there hundreds of soldiers? Do you really think I will give in?
Wei Zhuang stared at the soldiers opposite and asked, "You guys, do you really want to rebel?"
As soon as these words were asked, the soldiers on the opposite side felt guilty for a moment, and none of them dared to look at Wei Zhuang.
Yang He frowned and immediately shouted angrily: "The matter is now over. If we don't resist, we will be massacred by this tyrant sooner or later, so why should we hesitate!"
Zhang Jingcheng on the side also excitedly echoed: "Don't be afraid, we can kill the tyrant and then establish a new king!"
The soldiers were affected by the words of the two men, and their originally hesitant eyes became determined again. Each of them assumed an attack posture with ferocious faces, waiting for an order to rush over.
Wei Zhuang sneered and clapped his hands.
Ten people holding books and brushes appeared between the ranks.
"The imperial historians are here. What happened tonight will be recorded in the history books word for word."
Wei Zhuang took three steps forward under everyone's surprised eyes, and then shouted solemnly: "Let's see who wants to bear the name of regicide!"
After saying this, Yang and the soldiers over there suddenly froze. They looked at each other with a layer of surprise in their eyes, and their original attacking posture became relaxed.
If regicide is recorded in the history books, it will be said that everyone can kill it. At that time, everyone in the world can kill people in the name of destroying national traitors.
To put it further, even if you survive after killing the king, you will not be able to escape the fate of being infamous for thousands of years. When the time comes, your children and grandchildren will be embarrassed along with you!
Not to mention this group of ordinary soldiers without any background or power, even big shots like Yang He were confused by Wei Zhuang's words.
Looking at Wei Zhuang again, he slowly walked up to an armored soldier on the opposite side and stared at him closely.
"Are you Wen Tao?" Wei Zhuang asked him.
The soldier looked at Wei Zhuang in shock. He had never spoken to the emperor. How could the emperor know his name?
Thinking of this, Wen Tao suddenly felt excited and nervously replied: "Yes!"
Wei Zhuang glared and shouted: "You are a senior officer in the army, why are you leading the army to rebel now? Do you want to kill the king!"
Wen Tao's face suddenly turned pale, and he knelt on the ground involuntarily, cold sweat dripping from his head: "Wei Chen does not dare, Wei Chen will never dare to offend Tianwei!"
"Humph, I wish you had served the imperial court for many years, so I would spare your life, why don't you come here and make meritorious deeds!" Wei Zhuang said.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Wen Tao stood up and went straight to Wei Zhuang.
Xu Shiyou was afraid that he was cheating and immediately drew out his knife to stop him, but Wei Zhuang shook his head at him. Wen Tao was even more moved when he saw this. After he stood behind Xu Shiyou, he stared at Yang He and others opposite him with stern eyes.
Yang He was dumbfounded...
This is too nonsense. One of the main players on his side was instigated to rebel before he started fighting. Now he is still looking at himself with an angry face, which is somewhat magical.
As for Wei Zhuang, he was quite calm.
In his previous life, he fought with the Wu Kingdom. Wen Tao's bravery in charging was remembered by Wei Zhuang.
"Don't be fooled by him, he won't let us go even if we surrender!" Zhang Jingcheng shouted angrily, "As long as we rush over now, we can..."
Before Zhang Jingcheng finished speaking, he heard a whooshing sound!
A short sword flew over and was inserted into Zhang Jingcheng's heart. He looked at Wei Zhuang in disbelief as he threw the sword. His eyes were full of unwillingness and pain. He vomited blood and fell to the ground as he approached.
"Dad!" A shrill scream rang out, and Zhang Chan looked at Zhang Jingcheng who fell to the ground, trembling and crying.
"Tyrant, I'll fight you. Come and kill him!" Zhang Chan yelled like crazy and rushed towards Wei Zhuang. However, when he got close to him, he found that no one was following him.
All the soldiers hesitated and froze on the spot, their eyes evasive.
"Cowards, a bunch of cowards!"
Zhang Chan cursed angrily, but suddenly felt a huge force coming from his abdomen, followed by severe pain. He fell to the ground in pain, saliva flowing out of his mouth uncontrollably.
Wei Zhuang grabbed his neck and picked him up. The next moment, his murderous intent suddenly emerged: "Zhang Chan, I really regret not killing you directly this morning."
"Hmph..." Zhang Chan stared at him and said with difficulty: "I pinched the maid in the same way at night. I regret not killing her directly now..."
thump!
Zhang Chan's body fell from the air, and he sat on the ground and breathed rapidly.
Looking at Wei Zhuang's face again, it was extremely ugly.
Canglanglang!
Wei Zhuang suddenly pulled out the knife, raised the knife and dropped it!
Along with a shrill scream, an arm appeared on the ground.
Then another stab...
One more knife...
One more knife...
Zhang Chan's screams became weaker and weaker, until finally they disappeared completely.
At this time, the ground was already a dazzling red.
Wei Zhuang shook off the blood on the knife and glanced coldly at the other side. Everyone suddenly felt their hairs stand on end.
An unprecedented sense of fear enveloped the hearts of every soldier.
"Anyone who surrenders will be spared the death penalty. Anyone who dares to resist will be like Zhang Chan!"
