Chapter 282: Lord Chang'an is killing three aristocratic families, do you want me to ignore it?

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"Shoot! Shoot quickly!"

"Meng Yi, what are you doing! If the rebels are not killed, are you going to join them in the rebellion?"

"The hermit is guilty of the same crime, as is harboring other crimes! Send out troops and kill these rebels on the spot!"

"..."

The three major families roared and clamored, asking Nei Shimengyi to kill all the veterans in front of them who should have died long ago.

They waved their fists, their eyes were red, and they no longer looked like they had just struck a sword for the veteran and did not dare to take a step forward.

The hundred arrows fired by the city defense army are the confidence of the three major families and the spark that changes the mood of the three major families.

How scared they were just now, they are now so angry.

The fear they were filled with turned into fuel, igniting a fire that burned down the Nine Heavens Tower.

In the past hundred years, the three great aristocratic families have never been in such a mess, and have never been in such embarrassment.

They were forced by the untouchables in their eyes to find it difficult to take a step out of the Tingwei Mansion, and even almost died at the hands of these untouchables!

He was awarded a few titles by His Majesty, and became a noble. Can he be on an equal footing with them? Bullshit! Just a fluke!

They do not recognize the titles of veterans.

How could the three major aristocratic families, which even Lord Tsunagi and Cai Ze looked down upon, look down upon a group of veterans who should have died on the battlefield long ago?

"Enough talk, I have caused trouble for the general. Farewell, general." Zhang Heng, a veteran who had just become a father-in-law, knelt on his knees and lowered his head, which was not even lower than the arrow rain.

"In this life, I am very lucky to meet Wu'an and serve Wu'an, and meet Chang'an and serve Chang'an. My only regret is that I can't see Wu'an and Chang'an, and I don't know Chang'an and Wu'an."

The veteran who has lived a lifetime with a voice like thunder has scorching eyes, thinking how great it would be if Lord Changan had known Lord Wuan ten years earlier.

"General, can you collect a body for me? It would be best to erect a stone and engrave the words "王五" on it. If there is still room, engrave the big sword on it as well."

The one-armed old man had a flattering look on his face and made a request to Ying Chengyu while holding his iconic broadsword. He was afraid that he would forget his last name after death, so he wanted to take his most precious character, Wang Wu, underground.

"General, don't bother yourself and just live a good life. We are all useless people. It's not worth it for us."

The old man who has lost his legs and right arm is sitting on a wooden wheel and smiling kindly.

The old man never told anyone that his son who died on the battlefield was very similar to Ying Chengyu.

"..."

Veterans one after another bid farewell to Ying Chengyu.

When Wang Ye boldly slashed his sword, when the veterans in the front row followed the sword without hesitation, when the veterans in the back row used the stupidest method to block the first wave of arrows.

These veterans who have served in the army for many years know that they will not survive this time, and treason is a serious crime.

"Wrong, wrong, all wrong..."

Ying Chengyu murmured to himself.

"If you know how, so what if you don't know. Living in this era, bottom-up ideological emancipation cannot work at all, at least I can't. If you want to change the law, you can only use force! Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish!"

Have faith.

He raised his head and looked at the First Emperor, who was standing behind the crowd of three aristocratic families, with blazing anger in his eyes.

Ying Chengyu read the word "Shu Zi" through the slight movement of the First Emperor's lips.

"Thank you, brother Huang."

Ying Chengyu opened his mouth and spoke softly.

Amid the clamor from the three worlds, the First Emperor did not show up immediately.

Instead of complying with the nobles' wishes and standing up at this moment to order the city defense army to attack the veterans, they chose to wait.

This is the greatest support for Ying Chengyu.

Ying Chengyu took out the pistol from his arms, raised his hand, and pointed it at the crowd of three aristocratic families.

Bang~

In this era, the strongest combat power of an individual soldier bloomed with the hottest fireworks in the solemn, harsh, and cold Xianyang!

Bai Feng, who had been saved twice by Gai Nie's two feet, was jumping and cursing. Suddenly, red and white flowers exploded between his eyebrows, and he fell backwards into the crowd.

Later, another middle-aged man had a small hole in his chest and an injury the size of a bowl on his back.

Only then did the sound of thunder reach everyone's ears, and screams and cries suddenly sounded.

They couldn't understand why Ying Chengyu dared to attack them at this time, and why their lives were still in danger even though His Majesty had given orders.

There was white smoke coming out of the muzzle, and Ying Chengyu flicked it twice.

The veterans all stared at Ying Chengyu, with expressions of astonishment and confusion on their faces.

Before Ying Chengyu fired his gun, this mutiny could be said to be a spontaneous act by veterans.

Ying Chengyu never personally took action against the three major families.

We all thought about committing suicide to prove the general's innocence. After saying goodbye, some Qin swords were about to be held to the neck. General, have you started killing people?

"Why are you standing there? Come on, how many can I kill by myself?" Ying Chengyu frowned.

"General, this..."

The veteran spoke hesitantly.

"Array up!"

Ying Chengyu shouted loudly.

"only!"

The veterans quickly found their positions while drinking without thinking.

Veteran Wang Ye stopped asking, mentioned Qin Jian, and silently walked to the front of the veteran team.

In the Qin army, the general gave an order, and the people below just obeyed. There were no words to say, even if it was an order to commit suicide by jumping off a cliff.

"kill!"

Ying Chengyu shouted loudly.

"only!"

The veterans formed a team of five or ten, which was the most basic fighting method of the Qin army.

They were organized and orderly and charged bravely towards the three major families who were crying and howling.

To deal with these losers, you don't need any advanced tactics, you can just charge them and it's over.

They have no hatred against the three major families, they just obey orders.

The general wants these people dead, so these people deserve to die and be killed.

"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raised an army, he repaired my sword and spear, and I share the same enemy with you!"

Ying Chengyu charged with the veterans, arriving first and he quickly reached the front of the team.

Holding the Qin Sword in his hand, he soared into the air, like a roc bird with its Kun body that leapt from the water into the sky, swooping down to hunt the members of the three aristocratic families who were the first to scream.

With one sword sweep, he killed three people in a row without losing his momentum. Among the crowd, he was like a black and white man trying to make a profit at the end of the year, cold-bloodedly harvesting the lives of three aristocratic families.

The first sword killed nineteen people in a row.

He took the lead in singing "No Clothes", and the young and sonorous war song ignited the fighting spirit in the hearts of the veterans that had only been temporarily buried by years of mediocre life.

Their eyes were brighter than ever before, and many of them felt as if they had returned to a few years ago.

It was the first time to fight with such a general, and the first time to encounter such tactics.

The general does not sit in the big tent, strategizing and winning thousands of miles, but charges into the battle and takes the lead.

"How can I say that I have no clothes? I am in the same boat with you. When the king raised an army, he repaired my spear and halberd, and I worked together with you!"

They sang "No Clothes" loudly, with their hoarse old voices paired with their sonorous young voices. It sounded a bit incompatible to outsiders, but to them they sounded like a perfect match!

The Broadsword King Wu wields the sword with one arm. The sword, which looks like a door panel, has not stopped since it started, spinning endlessly in the air.

The way this kind of sword exerts force is different from that of an orthodox sword. It is not that the owner exerts force to block or slash.

Rather, it uses inertia to launch an attack along the direction of the sword. All the owner can do is to constantly fine-tune the direction to guide the sword.

It is better to say that people use swords than to use swords.

This kind of broadsword is difficult for ordinary people to master with both hands. That is to say, Wang Wu, who is born with supernatural power, can use it with great skill.

The blood-colored door panel slashed across the crowd, and there was no intact body wherever the sword passed. The one-armed old man lost a lot of military merit because he couldn't piece together the enemy's head completely.

There is also a veteran who is good at assassination and spying. He holds a broken dagger in his hand. He is like an old Yan who touches the water lightly. He cuts his throat with one blow and immediately goes away, which highlights his efficiency.

More veterans were holding Qin swords, using slashes that had been engraved in their bones to cut across and mechanically kill everyone from the three major families one by one.

"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same clothes with you. When the king raised an army, he repaired my armor and soldiers and went with me!"

Veteran Wang Ye was so excited that he released the accumulated depression in his heart.

You nobles from aristocratic families are fighting for power, why did you tie Lord Wu An to a chariot?

We only know how to fight, we just want to fight, we just want to win, we just want to see Qin dominate the world, we just want to have the title of Chehou to honor our ancestors.

Mr. Wu An did not die on the battlefield, but died at the mouth of you birdies!

Should be killed! They all deserve to be killed! Birds who don't go to the battlefield should be killed!

The veteran hadn't killed like this for a long time. He had stopped charging into battle since he became a general.

One person leads the army and coordinates the overall situation from the rear. Following Wu'an Lord Bai Qi, he checks for Wu An Lord's mistakes and fills in the gaps, and also protects Bai Qi, who has ordinary martial arts.

He once thought that as a general, he should be like Lord Wu An, using skilled military skills to defeat the enemy's army, defeating him, and waiting for the report of the battle.

It wasn't until he met the young royal child that he realized that there was another way to fight.

All military strategies are unimportant.

Just do it and it's over, it's just digging all the way through, it's just winning streaks all the way.

The veteran always remembers that the royal family member said that this was a military situation. It was not that he didn't have strategies or that he didn't use military tactics, but he didn't use military power as much as he did.

The veteran doesn't believe it. This is a ridiculous art of war. Isn't it just relying on bravery and invincibility, relying on superior weapons to kill and crush all the way? Bullshit soldier situation.

The veteran began to think that fighting like this was not military at all and was too rough, just like fighting in the market.

But after fighting a few battles, the veteran had to admit that he fell in love with this style of play and the military situation!

"Walk."

The First Emperor glanced at Ying Chengyu, who was covered in blood, and asked Zhao Gao to take him away.

"Your Majesty, if you let Lord Chang'an go now, you will be in serious trouble later!" Zhao Gao knelt down and tried to dissuade him with kind words.

If you let it go, you will be in serious trouble.

The First Emperor thought of the veteran Meng Ao telling him that it was Ying Chengyu who held the tiger talisman and asked him to mobilize eight thousand troops into the city.

Thinking of Ying Chengyu, with his bronze head and iron arms, and the armored door that was unscathed in a hundred battles, he broke through the front of the rebel Lu Buwei.

Thinking of Ying Chengyu, overnight, he tried his best to rebel against the ministers who did not recognize him as the king.

Thinking of the past where Ying Chengyuan pretended to be crazy and acted like a fool to ask the late king to change him and make Ying Zheng the next King of Qin.

Too many, too many...

After thinking about it like this, the First Emperor realized that his half-brother had done so many things for him.

Cheng Xi, this is the last time.

You are so willful that you bring disaster upon you.

Xianyang, you can't stay any longer.

"Walk!"

The First Emperor ordered again.

"His Majesty!"

Zhao Gao shouted loudly, and his voice seemed to be raised involuntarily, so loud that the three major families outside heard it.

The three aristocratic families who were being massacred were crying and spilling their own blood to look for the First Emperor.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty is here? Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, save me! Your Majesty, please save me!"

"Your Majesty is here in person, why don't you stop!"

"..."

The First Emperor squinted his eyes, as if he wanted to see Zhao Gao's inner emotions through his eyes. What entered his eyes was only worry.

"I said leave."

The First Emperor's voice was very soft.

"only."

Zhao Gao, sweating like raindrops, escorted the First Emperor away.

The First Emperor's last sight before leaving fell on the veterans who heard the three aristocratic families shouting "Your Majesty is here" but still did not hesitate at all and showed no signs of stopping.

Wang Wu's sword is unstoppable.

The scout kept wiping his throat with his dagger.

Qin Jian slashed without stopping.

Is this what you are talking about, the will of the people? It's really interesting...

Qin is a utilitarian country. Going into battle to kill the enemy is to get ahead, raising troops to rebel is to follow the dragon's merits, and bringing order to order is for family inheritance.

The First Emperor had seen the warriors of the Qin army who were brave and fearless on the battlefield. They were a group of Qin soldiers who were stimulated by twenty-level military merit.

But what can these veterans gain by obeying Ying Chengyu's orders?

The veterans get nothing.

There are less than 2,000 veterans with no weapons. In Xianyang City, which has a city defense army and a imperial guard, they join forces with Ying Chengyu to rebel. A person knows that this is to die.

But they still obeyed the order, and they were willing to die with Ying Chengyu.

In terms of prestige in the army, Bai Qi, the king of Wu'an, was unrivaled in Qin. However, Bai Qi was ordered to die by King Zhaoxiang of Qin, and the Qin army did not mutiny.

During this mutiny, the First Emperor gained a further understanding of his brother's so-called public opinion.

It turns out that the Qin army does not need to be driven by profit, and the Qin army can be brave and not afraid of death.

When Nei Shi Mengyi saw Ying Chengyu shooting Bai Feng, his face turned ugly.

He didn't expect that after Ying Chengyu came out, the situation would still deteriorate to this point.

As an internal historian, he just listened to Ying Chengyu's order to stop the city defense army, which can be said to be obeying the order of the prime minister.

Now, he couldn't just sit back and watch.

The Prime Minister took the lead in the rebellion, and the Prime Minister's orders were not counted. The only one who could make him, the internal historian, ignore the matter at this moment was the First Emperor.

"Your Majesty orally."

Meng Yi was about to give an order when a man dressed in white suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The Sword Master Gai Nie served as the official of the Xingxi Mansion and served as the personal bodyguard of the First Emperor.

Meng Yi had no doubts and bowed his head.

"Don't worry about anything."

The sword master said expressionlessly.

"ah?"

Meng Yi suspected that he had heard wrongly and raised his head in shock.

Lord Chang'an is killing three great families, do you want me to ignore him?

Is this really His Majesty's decree? Your Majesty wants to kill three great families? Even if His Majesty wants to kill him, there is no need to borrow the help of Lord Chang'an!

Meng Yi, who had followed the First Emperor since childhood, knew the Emperor's character very well and did not believe that this was what the First Emperor would do.

"Your Majesty's instructions, don't worry about anything."

Genie repeated again.

Meng Yi looked at Gai Nie's expressionless face and blinked.

Mr. Gai, you shouldn't dare to falsely convey the imperial edict. Maybe your Majesty's order has a deeper meaning?

"only."

Meng Yi simply responded and led a group of city defense troops to watch the three great families being killed.

Meng, Xi, and Bai are the three ancient aristocratic families that have developed since the time of Qin Mugong to the present.

For Ying Chengxuan, he brought less than two thousand veterans and killed them all in front of the Tingwei Mansion, which symbolized the highest judicial trial in the Qin State, and removed them from Xianyang City.