"Shoot! Shoot!"
"Meng Yi, what are you doing? Rebels will not be killed. Do you want to join us in the rebellion?"
"Hidden people are guilty of the same crime, as are those who harbor rebels! Send out troops to kill these rebels on the spot!"
“…”
The three great families roared and clamored, demanding that Nei Shi Mengyi kill all the old soldiers in front of them who should have died long ago.
They waved their fists, their eyes were red, completely different from the way they had been before, afraid to take a single step forward after being stabbed by the old general.
The hundreds of arrows fired by the city defense army are the confidence of the three major families and the spark of emotional change among the three major families.
They were as angry now as they were just now.
The fear in their hearts turned into fuel, igniting a fire of rage that burned the nine heavens.
Over the past hundred years, the three pampered families have never been in such a miserable state or in such a difficult situation.
They were forced by the untouchables in their eyes to the point that they could hardly step out of the Supreme Court, and they even nearly died at the hands of this group of untouchables!
Just because His Majesty bestowed a few titles on me, I became a noble and could be on equal footing with them? Bullshit! It was just luck!
They do not recognize the titles of veterans.
How could the three great families, whom Gang Chengjun and Cai Ze looked down upon, take seriously a group of veterans who should have died on the battlefield long ago?
"That's enough. I'm sorry for causing trouble for you, general. Goodbye, general." Zhang Heng, the old soldier who had just served as my father, knelt on the ground and lowered his head, which had never been lowered even a little bit even when facing the rain of arrows.
"In my life, I have been good to Wu'an and Chang'an. I am very lucky! My only regret is that Wu'an and Chang'an have never met, and Chang'an and Wu'an have never known each other."
The old general, whose voice has been like thunder all his life, has burning eyes, thinking how great it would be if Chang'an Jun had known Wu'an Jun ten years earlier.
"General, can you collect my body? It would be best if you could erect a stone and carve the words Wang Wu on it. If there is room, carve the sword on it as well."
The one-armed old man made a request to Ying Chengjiao with a flattering face, leaning on his iconic sword. He was afraid that he would forget his name after his death, so he wanted to take the most precious character "Wang Wu" with him to the underworld.
"General, stop struggling and live a good life. We are all useless people. It's not worth it for us."
The old man who lost both legs and right arm sat on a wooden cart and smiled kindly.
The old man had never told anyone that his son who died on the battlefield was 70% similar to Ying Chengjiao.
“…”
One veteran after another bid farewell to Ying Chengjiao.
When Wang Xi swung his sword fiercely, when the veteran soldiers in the front row followed his sword without hesitation, and when the veteran soldiers in the back row used the most stupid 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, as treason is a serious crime.
"Wrong, wrong, all wrong..."
Ying Chengjiao muttered to himself.
"I know how, but I don't know what to do. Born in this era, bottom-up ideological liberation simply cannot work, at least I can't do it. 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!"
Be firm in your beliefs.
He raised his head and looked at the First Emperor, whose eyes were burning with rage, standing behind the crowd of the three major families.
Ying Chengjiao read out the word "suzi" from the slight movement of the Emperor's lips.
"Thank you, my royal brother."
Ying Chengjiao opened his mouth and spoke softly.
Amid the criticism from the three great families, the First Emperor did not show up immediately.
Instead of following the nobles' wishes and ordering the city defense forces to attack the veterans, he chose to wait.
This is the greatest support for Ying Chengjiao.
Ying Chengjiao took out a pistol from his arms, raised his hand, and pointed it at the group of people from the three major families.
Bang!
The strongest individual combat force of this era, in the solemn, harsh and cold Xianyang, bloomed the hottest fireworks!
Bai Feng, whose life was saved twice by Gai Nie's kicks, was jumping up and down and cursing . Suddenly, a red and white flower exploded between his eyebrows, and he fell backwards into the crowd.
Afterwards, another middle-aged man had a small hole in his chest and a bowl-sized wound on his back.
The sound of thunder only reached everyone's ears at this time, and screams and cries suddenly rang out.
They couldn't understand why Ying Chengjiao dared to attack them at this time, and why their lives would still be in danger even though His Majesty had given orders.
White smoke came out of the muzzle of the gun and Ying Chengjiao swung it twice.
All the veterans and soldiers stared at Ying Chengjiao, looking stunned and confused.
Before Ying Chengjiao opened fire, this mutiny could be said to be a spontaneous act of veteran generals and soldiers.
Ying Chengjiao never personally took action against the three major families from beginning to end.
We all thought about committing suicide to prove the general's innocence. We have said our farewell words and some of us have Qin swords on our necks. General, are you starting to kill people?
"Why are you standing there? Come on, how many can I kill by myself?" Ying Chengjiao frowned.
"General, this..."
The veteran spoke hesitantly.
"Form a formation !"
Ying Chengjiao shouted loudly.
"only!"
The veterans drank without hesitation and quickly found their positions.
Veteran general Wang Xi stopped asking questions, picked up Qin Jian, and silently walked to the front of the veteran team.
In the Qin army, when the general gave an order, the people below just had to obey it without any words, even if it was an order to commit suicide by jumping off a cliff.
"kill!"
Ying Chengjiao shouted loudly.
"only!"
The veterans formed groups of five and squads of ten. This was the most basic fighting method of the Qin army.
They charged towards the three crying and howling families in an organized and orderly manner.
To deal with these good-for-nothings, you don't need any sophisticated tactics, just charge in and they'll be done.
They have no hatred towards the three major families, they just follow orders.
If the general wants these people to die, then they should die and be done with it.
"Who says I have no clothes? I share my clothes with you. When the king raises his army, I will sharpen my spears and halberds, and I will share your hatred!"
Ying Chengjiao charged forward with the veterans, and soon reached the front of the team despite being the last to arrive.
He held the Qin sword in his hand and flew into the air, like a roc that had shed its Kun body and leaped from the water into the sky, swooping down to hunt the people from the three great families who had screamed first.
With one sweep of the sword, he killed three people in a row without losing momentum. In the crowd, he was like the Black and White Impermanence who were rushing to achieve year-end sales targets, ruthlessly reaping the lives of the three great families.
With the first sword, he killed nineteen people in a row.
He was the first to sing "Without Clothes". The young and loud war song ignited the fighting spirit in the veterans' hearts that had only been temporarily buried by years of dull life.
The light in their eyes was unprecedented, and many of them felt as if they had returned to several years ago.
This is the first time I have fought with such a general and the first time I have encountered such tactics.
A general does not sit in a big tent, planning strategies and winning battles thousands of miles away, but charges into battle and takes the lead.
"Who says I have no clothes? I will share the same clothes with you. When the king raises his army, I will sharpen my spears and halberds and work with you!"
They sang "Without Clothes" loudly. The hoarse and old voices matched with the loud and young voices might sound a bit out of place to outsiders, but to them it was a perfect match!
Wang Wu, the big knife, swung the big knife with one arm. The big knife, which was as big as a door panel, never stopped since the start, and kept rotating in the air.
The way this broadsword exerts force is different from that of an orthodox sword. It is not the owner who exerts force to block or chop.
Instead, he uses inertia to launch an attack along the momentum of the knife. All the master can do is to constantly fine-tune the direction to guide the knife.
It would be better to say that people draw the knife rather than saying that people use the knife.
It is difficult for ordinary people to master the use of this kind of broadsword with both hands. Only Wang Wu, who is born with supernatural powers, can use it with extreme skill.
The bloody door panels slashed across the crowd, leaving no intact corpse where the sword passed. The one-armed old man lost a lot of military merit because he couldn't put together a complete enemy head.
There was also an old soldier who was skilled in assassination and espionage, holding a broken dagger in his hand. He moved as lightly as an old swallow touching the water, cut the throat with one blow and immediately flew away, highlighting his efficiency.
More veterans held the Qin sword and used the chopping and cutting skills that had been engraved into their bones to mechanically kill the people from the three major families one by one.
"Who says I have no clothes? I will share my clothes with you. When the king raises his army, I will prepare my armor and weapons and go with you!"
Veteran Wang Xi's blood boiled, and he released all the pent-up depression in his heart.
You aristocratic families are fighting for power, why do you want to tie Wu'an Jun to the chariot?
We only know how to fight, we only want to fight, we only want to win, we only want to see the Qin State unify the world, we only want a title of Chehou to bring honor to our family.
Wu Anjun did not die on the battlefield, but died at the hands of you bunch of bastards!
They deserve to be killed! They all deserve to be killed! All the birdmen who don’t go to the battlefield deserve to be killed!
The veteran hadn't fought like this for a long time. Since he became a general, he no longer charged into battle.
One person led the army and coordinated the overall situation in the rear, while the other followed Wu'an Jun Bai Qi to check for omissions and fill in the gaps for Wu'an Jun, and also to protect Bai Qi, whose martial arts skills were mediocre.
He once thought that a general should be like Wu'an Jun, using skilled military tactics to defeat the enemy and then wait for the battle report.
It was not until he met the young royal son that he realized there was another way to fight a war.
All military strategies and tactics are not important.
Just do it, and you will be done. Just chisel through all the way and win all the way.
The old general always remembered that the royal son said that this was a military situation. It was not that he did not have strategy or did not use military tactics, but he did not use them as much as he did military power.
The veteran general didn't believe it. What kind of military strategy is this? Isn't this just relying on bravery and superior weapons to charge and crush the enemy all the way? What a bullshit military situation.
The veterans began to think that this way of fighting was not military at all, it was too crude, like a street fight.
But after fighting a few battles, the veteran had to admit that he liked this style of fighting and military situation!
"Walk."
The First Emperor took one look at Ying Chengjiao, who was covered in blood, and asked Zhao Gao to take him away.
"Your Majesty, if you let Chang'an Jun go now, he will become a big trouble in the future!" Zhao Gao knelt down and tried to dissuade him.
Tolerance is a big problem.
The First Emperor thought of what the veteran general Meng Ao had told him, that it was Ying Chengjiao who had given him the tiger talisman and asked him to mobilize 8,000 troops into the city.
Thinking of Ying Chengjiao, with his bronze head and iron arms, and his armored body that had survived hundreds of battles, he broke through the rebel Lu Buwei's line of defense.
Thinking of how Ying Chengjiao had killed all the ministers who wanted to rebel and refused to recognize him as the king overnight.
He thought of the past when Ying Chengjiao pretended to be crazy and stupid and asked the previous king to make him, Ying Zheng, the next King of Qin.
Too many, too many...
Thinking back on it, the First Emperor realized that his half brother had done so much for him.
Cheng Jiao, this is the last time.
You are so willful and reckless that you are bringing disaster upon yourself.
You can't stay in Xianyang anymore.
"Walk!"
The First Emperor issued another order.
"His Majesty!"
Zhao Gao shouted loudly, and his voice seemed to be raised involuntarily and was so loud that the three major families outside could hear it.
The three great families that were being slaughtered cried and splashed their own blood to find the First Emperor.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is here? Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty, save me! Your Majesty, save me!"
"His Majesty is here in person, why don't you stop?"
“…”
The First Emperor narrowed his eyes, as if he wanted to see Zhao Gao's inner emotions through his eyes. What he saw in his eyes was not only loyalty but also worry.
"I said go."
The First Emperor spoke in a very soft voice.
"only."
Zhao Gao was sweating profusely and escorted the First Emperor away.
The first emperor's last glance before leaving was at the old soldiers who had not hesitated at all and showed no sign of stopping when they heard the three great families shouting "Your Majesty is here".
Wang Wu’s sword continued to move forward.
The scout kept slashing his throat with a dagger.
Qin Jian chopped without stopping.
Is this what you mean by the will of the people? It is indeed quite interesting...
The Qin State was a utilitarian country. People went to the battlefield to kill the enemy in order to stand out, they started a rebellion in order to gain merit by following the emperor, and they restored order in order to pass on their family heritage.
The First Emperor had seen the brave and fearless Qin soldiers on the battlefield. They were a group of Qin men who were inspired by the twenty ranks of military honors.
But what can these veterans get by obeying Ying Chengjiao’s orders?
The veterans got nothing.
Less than two thousand veteran soldiers, without weapons, joined Ying Chengjiao in rebellion in Xianyang City, which had city defense troops and imperial guards. Anyone would know that this was courting death.
But they still obeyed orders and were willing to die with Ying Chengjiao.
In terms of prestige in the army, Bai Qi, the Marquis of Wu'an, was unmatched in the Qin State. However, Bai Qi was sentenced to death by King Zhaoxiang of Qin, and there was no mutiny in the Qin army.
After this mutiny, the First Emperor gained a further understanding of his brother's so-called public opinion.
It turns out that the Qin army can be fearless and brave without the need for profit.
When Nei Shi Meng Yi saw Ying Chengjiao shooting Bai Feng to death, his face instantly turned ugly.
He didn't expect that the situation would deteriorate to this extent after Ying Chengjiao came out.
As the internal historian, he just heard Ying Chengjiao's order to stop the city defense army, which can be said to be obeying the order of the prime minister.
Now, he can't just sit back and do nothing.
If the prime minister leads the rebellion, then the prime minister's orders will be invalid. The only one who can make him, the internal historian, ignore this matter at this moment is the First Emperor.
"Your Majesty's order."
Just as Meng Yi was about to give an order, a figure in white suddenly appeared in front of him.
Sword Saint Gai Nie, the Minister of the Palace of Seals, was the personal bodyguard of the First Emperor.
Meng Yi had no doubts and bent his head to hold the handrail.
"Never mind."
The Sword Master said expressionlessly.
"ah?"
Meng Yi suspected that he had heard it wrong and looked up in surprise.
Chang'an Jun is killing the three great families, and you want me to do nothing about it?
Is this really His Majesty's order? His Majesty wants to kill the three great families? Even if His Majesty wants to kill them, there is no need to use Chang'an Jun's hand!
Meng Yi, who had followed the First Emperor since he was a child, knew the First Emperor's character very well and did not believe that this was something the First Emperor would do.
"Your Majesty has given your order, so don't worry about it."
Gai Nie repeated it again.
Meng Yi looked at Gai Nie's expressionless face and blinked.
Mr. Gai, you should not dare to falsely convey the imperial edict. Perhaps there is a deeper meaning behind His Majesty's order?
"only."
Meng Yi simply responded and took a group of city defense troops to watch the three major families being killed.
Meng, Xi, and Bai are the three ancient families that have developed from the time of Duke Mu of Qin to the present.
Ying Chengjiao led less than two thousand veteran soldiers and slaughtered them all in front of the gate of the Tingwei Mansion, which symbolized the highest judicial trial of the Qin State, and expelled them from the city of Xianyang.