"Why are you arresting me! What did I commit!?"
Zhao Cheng, who was about to take advantage of the chaos to slip away, was suddenly caught by several Yang Duan and his guards, and he couldn't help but be extremely excited.
However, Yang Duan and his guards did not explain to him, but directly carried him to Ying Zheng's tent.
Not long after, he appeared in Ying Zheng's tent.
"Your Majesty, you are wronged! These assassins have nothing to do with me!"
As soon as he entered Ying Zheng's tent, Zhao Cheng knelt on the ground and cried out in pain without even seeing Ying Zheng's face.
"I didn't say those assassins were related to you, so why did you take the initiative to recruit them?"
Ying Zheng's slightly teasing laughter rang in Cheng Cheng's ears. Zhao Cheng was agitated and quickly explained: "Your Majesty, I did not take the initiative to recruit, no, those assassins really have nothing to do with me."
"hehe!"
Ying Zheng smiled and continued: "Zhao Cheng, I believe in your loyalty, but I am in danger now. As my loyal minister, shouldn't you protect me to the death?"
"this"
Zhao Cheng hesitated for a moment and nodded quickly: "This is what it should be. I will protect your majesty to the death!"
"good!"
Ying Zheng smiled heartily and nodded, then waved away Yang Duan and his soldiers who were escorting Zhao Cheng: "You guys go and guard outside, I have something to tell him!"
"promise!"
Several guards looked at each other and agreed in unison.
At the same time, a slight doubt arose in my heart, why is His Majesty wearing the armor of an ordinary soldier?
But this doubt just arose before they suppressed it, because there were some things they shouldn't know, and it was best not to know, otherwise.
Needless to say, several of the guards left the tent knowingly.
"call"
Seeing Ying Zheng fight back several personal guards, Zhao Cheng obviously breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked up at Ying Zheng with a flattering face, wanting to say a few nice words.
But the next moment, the expression on his face froze. He looked at Ying Zheng in disbelief and said blankly: "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"
"It's nothing, I just don't have any suitable armor for self-defense, so I'm just wearing an ordinary soldier's shirt."
Ying Zheng explained lightly and suddenly stared directly at Zhao Cheng: "You just said you would swear to be loyal to me to the death, is that true?"
"yes"
Zhao Cheng was stunned and wanted to say a few more words, but when he saw Ying Zheng's sharp eyes, he swallowed what he wanted to say and nodded honestly: "Yes."
"Okay! Since Aiqing is so loyal, I won't treat you badly. Tang Sui, let him put on the dragon robe!"
"Ah? This"
No matter how smart Zhao Chenggong is, he still knows what Ying Zheng is planning to do. He wants to use himself as a scapegoat!
no!
I must not be the scapegoat for Ying Zheng!
You have to escape from here!
My brother said he would give himself immense wealth!
Thinking of what Zhao Gao said before he left, a ruthless look flashed in Zhao Cheng's eyes, wanting to take advantage of Tang Sui's departure from Ying Zheng to pre-emptively take Ying Zheng hostage.
However, just as he suddenly stood up and prepared to attack Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng pushed him to the ground and sneered: "Your brother didn't tell you how I injured Jing Ke back then?"
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, spare your life"
Zhao Cheng was subdued by Ying Zheng with one move, and he was in a panic.
However, Ying Zheng ignored him at all, raised his head and shouted toward the door: "Xia Wuji!"
"The old minister is here!"
Xia Wuqi responded and walked in with a bowl of soup.
Ying Zheng glanced at the decoction and said coldly: "Drink it for him!"
"yes!"
Without saying a word, Xia Wuji picked up the medicine bowl and poured it into Cheng's mouth.
Zhao Cheng wanted to shut up and stop drinking. Ying Zheng's hand exerted a slight force, and he opened his mouth in pain and drank the medicine in a gulp.
Seeing Zhao Cheng drink the medicine, Ying Zheng let him go with satisfaction.
However, just when he wanted to take advantage of Ying Zheng's release to escape and yell, his whole body seemed to have been drained of strength. His legs gave out and he fell directly to the ground. He wanted to shout, but his voice Just like falling home, no sound can be made at all.
"Okay, stop struggling, you are luckier than your brother to be able to wear a dragon robe in this life!"
Just when Zhao Cheng was struggling, Tang Sui came over with the dragon robe that he had prepared, teasing Zhao Cheng while putting it on for him.
It has to be said that being an emperor still requires temperament. With a temperament like Zhao Cheng, wearing a dragon robe does not look like an emperor.
However, what Ying Zheng wants is not that he resembles him, but that he cooperates with him in acting.
Seeing Zhao Cheng put on the dragon robe, he raised his hand to signal Tang Sui to put on Zhao Cheng's clothes and put Zhao Cheng on the dragon couch.
Immediately afterwards, he took out dozens of packs of explosives that Zhao Hao had prepared in advance, placed them under the bed, and placed the fuses.
After all the preparations were completed, Ying Zheng smiled and said to Xia Wuji: "Old Ling, I didn't expect that at our age, we would still play this trick. Isn't it interesting?"
"Your Majesty, the young master told me that you can live at least a hundred years. At your current age, you are not even fifty, so it is nothing."
"You just listen to that kid's nonsense, a hundred years old? Who can live that long!"
"I don't believe it when others say this, but if the young master says this, it's a different matter!" Xia Wuji said seriously.
"hehe."
Ying Zheng smiled noncommittally. He did not believe that he could live to be a hundred years old, but it was always good to live for a few more years.
"Your Majesty, will the next step proceed as originally planned?"
Tang Sui came over and asked.
Ying Zheng nodded and looked at Xia Wuji: "Old Ling, the rest is up to you!"
"good!"
Xia Wuji responded, then pretended to be nonchalant and walked out of the tent.
at the same time.
Because the assassin suddenly attacked the camp, he did not appear to be in a panic, because Yang Duanhe had made arrangements in advance.
After seeing clearly the logs that fell from the tree, he shouted: "Array up!"
Immediately, soldiers held shields and formed a triangular defensive formation.
Although the log fell from the tree, it did not fall vertically. Instead, it fell from the tree to the slope, and then rolled from the slope to the camp below.
Yang Duanhe stood in front of the triangular battle formation, holding a spear, forming a sharp spear tip.
boom!
Boom!
A huge log half as tall as a man rolled down the hillside and ran straight towards Yang Duan and here.
"snort!"
Yang Duanhe snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "You dare to raid my camp even though you are a small skill, let me defeat you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the spear in his hand suddenly stabbed forward. With a whistling sound, the tip of the spear punched a deep hole in the crushed log. Then the veins on his forehead popped out and he pushed hard. , the originally menacing log was stopped.
However, just as Yang Duanhe and the soldiers behind him breathed a sigh of relief, a figure hidden behind the log suddenly rushed out.
"Be careful! There's an assassin behind the log!"
Yang Duanhe's pupils shrank and he shouted loudly.
Unfortunately, some logs had already hit other soldiers in formation. When they blocked the logs, the assassins hiding behind the logs suddenly rushed out with swords.
I saw the long swords in their hands flashing with a sharp cold light in the moonlight, accurately and directly cutting the soldiers' necks, where the defense was most vulnerable.
"Puff puff--"
Several streaks of blood filled the night sky, and there were some gaps in the shield array.
Seeing this scene, Yang Duanhe frowned, and a trace of anger burst out from his body.
"die!"
When the word "death" came out, Yang Duanhe suddenly swung the spear in his hand, and directly knocked away the log that rolled past him.
The assassins hiding behind the logs were kicked in the chest, vomiting blood, and looked like they would not survive.
After this wave of raids, the assassin hiding behind the logs had obviously lost the opportunity.
The prepared Qin army gave up the shield formation, ignored the logs, and surrounded and killed the assassins hiding behind the logs.
The log with a huge impact, without the obstruction of a shield, directly crushed the tent behind the soldier.
Yang Duanhe, who was at the front, knocked two logs away and found that there was no assassin inside, and suddenly felt something was wrong.
The rolling logs had disrupted the privacy of the camp.
Each black figure also used the unobstructed view of the camp to kill towards Ying Zheng's tent.
Yang Duanhe's face was gloomy, and he quickly judged that others had come prepared, otherwise they would never be fully prepared.
When thinking about Ying Zheng's insistence on meeting Zhao Cheng just now, it is not difficult to guess that Zhao Cheng must have exposed their whereabouts. No, it must be Zhao Cheng who knew they were hiding here, so he allowed them to come here to take shelter from the rain and set up camp. of!
hateful!
Zhao Cheng is a thief!
I really can’t trust him at all!
Looking at the figures getting closer and closer in the distance, Yang Duanhe knew that the best time to defend had passed. If the logs hadn't hit the defensive formation, this would have been the time for volleys of muskets or crossbows to fly.
Obviously, the opponent understood this, so he chose to use log attacks to destroy his battle formation, and then took advantage of the chaos to assassinate him.
"Swear to protect His Majesty to the death!"
Yang Duanhe gritted his teeth secretly, shot off the horse rope tied to the side with one shot, then got on his horse and shouted: "Those who have horses mount up! Those who don't have horses, form where they are!"
After saying that, he rushed out at the lead.
The cavalry he brought were basically cavalry, and they were the most elite cavalry in the Qin Dynasty. They were new cavalry that could compete with the Huns and came standard with a three-piece horse suit.
Only on war horses can they exert their greatest combat effectiveness.
Yang Duanhe, who rushed out of the position, was like a tiger rushing out of the cage, with astonishing power.
The next moment he set off, dozens of cavalrymen who immediately mounted their horses immediately followed Yang Duanhe, formed a typical awl-shaped formation, and began to charge.
They are all experienced warriors of the Qin Dynasty who have experienced hundreds of battles. They do not need too much command at all. The tacit understanding between them has already reached the highest level.
When Yang Duanhe started to charge, the assassins hidden behind the logs had already rushed down the hillside.
The two assassins raised their swords, one on the left and the other on the right, and stabbed Yang Duan and the neck, angrily saying: "Die!"
In just a moment, the assassin who wanted to be alive was shot in the head by Yang Duanhe.
The next moment, his brain exploded.
The other assassin, on the other hand, didn't care about the death of his companion at all. The sword in his hand suddenly changed when it was about to stab Yang Duanhe.
Yang Duanhe reached out and grabbed the assassin's sword.
Immediately afterwards, he broke it with force, and the long sword in the opponent's hand broke instantly.
The assassin was obviously stunned. It seemed that before he had time to react, Yang Duanhe's hand, which was still bleeding, had already grabbed his neck.
The cold gaze was like a tiger staring at its prey, with a chilling light.
"that."
The assassin opened his mouth, about to say something, but Yang Duanhe made a 'click' sound, and his neck was violently broken, and his head tilted.
Bang!
Throwing away the corpse in his hand, Yang Duanhe didn't care about his wounds at all and rushed towards the assassins again.
And assassins will always be assassins.
Only in specific circumstances can they play their best role, such as sneak attacks and assassinations.
But in a head-on confrontation with the regular army, even if the numbers are the same, the assassins have no chance of winning.
Under the charge of dozens of elite cavalry, the already small number of assassins were like leeks, being ruthlessly harvested by the elite cavalry, killing them all.
There were dozens of cavalrymen behind them, already mounted. As long as there was another charge, there would probably be very few assassins left.
Seeing that the outcome was decided, Yang Duanhe could finally let go of his worries.
No matter what Zhao Cheng's plans are, Ying Zheng's safety is the most important.
Therefore, Yang Duanhe did not rush to kill the assassins, but turned his horse's head and dared to go towards Ying Zheng's tent.
The moment this thought arose, his tiger-like eyes glanced at several dark figures in front of Ying Zheng's tent.
not good!
Fell into a trap!
A gust of cold air rushed up from his back to his head. Yang Duanhe was shocked and shouted quickly: "Behind!"
Before he could finish his words, the powerful war horse rushed towards Ying Zheng's tent with four hooves.
"hehe."
A burst of cold laughter suddenly sounded, followed by a burst of red light suddenly appearing in the night sky.
Afterwards, the four or five pro-army soldiers who were guarding in front of Ying Zheng's tent hurriedly covered their throats and fell to the ground.
Yin Yu walked at a leisurely pace and arrived at the door of Ying Zheng's tent, with a faint smile on his lips.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
The surrounding Qin soldiers raised their shields again and rushed towards Yin Yu.
Yin Yu in the dark night is like a ghost, moving very fast.
Just like a flash, he had already passed through the defenses, and the long sword with silvery white light went straight to Ying Zheng's tent.
However, at this critical moment.
Yin Yu's figure suddenly raised his head, and then quickly took two steps back.
"Whoosh!"
"clang!"
A sound of gold and steel clashing sounded in the air.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Duan and the spear he was holding just now fell to the ground.
The tip of the gun instantly sank into the wet soil.
The war horse neighed, and Yang Duanhe, who was riding on the horse, leaped high like lightning, while maintaining a posture of throwing a spear.
Yin Yu, who was forced back by Yang Duanhe's gunshot, narrowed his gloomy eyes slightly.
"If you want to hurt Your Majesty, step over my body first!"
"Hehehe"
A burst of laughter came: "I followed General Yang all the way, but I didn't expect General Yang to be a loyal and loyal minister. If Ying Zheng knew that it was you who brought us to assassinate him, I don't know how he would feel."
"You're talking nonsense!"
When this matter was mentioned, Yang Duanhe became furious and scolded Zhao Cheng as shit in his heart.
I thought that I would tell His Majesty the truth later and bring Zhao Cheng to justice.
However, before Yin Yu could speak, Ying Zheng's voice came from the tent:
"General Yang, I believe in your loyalty, don't let assassins"
Before he finished speaking, Tang Sui's voice suddenly sounded: "Zhao Cheng! What are you going to do!? Your Majesty. Your Majesty! Call the imperial doctor!" (End of Chapter)
