My brother Ying Zheng, who dares to kill me?

Chapter 19 I want to see blood flow into rivers!
Set the time back a quarter of an hour.

In the side courtyard, more than a dozen bonfires were burning brightly. On each bonfire, a white-striped sheep weighing more than 60 kilograms was being licked by the high temperature.

More than 240 tables were filled with various kinds of barbecued meats, and [-] soldiers from different generals' mansions ate the meat in silence.

Different from the liveliness in the main hall, the atmosphere in the remote area is particularly dull.

A musician's figure flashed outside the courtyard gate. Seeing this, the fortune teller directly picked up the wine jar and walked towards Fan Hu, smiling and inviting him to drink:
"Brother Fan! Come and have a drink together!"

Fan Hu refused in a calm voice: "Brother Gua, there is no need to persuade him. Since the head of the family has an order prohibiting drinking, no soldier in the family will drink."

"Do you think any of the soldiers have had a sip of wine in the past few days?"

The hexagram master sat helplessly next to Fan Hu: "You are all the leader of the army, is it possible that we will harm you all?"

"My general allows you to drink, why can't you take a sip?"

"If you don't even drink a sip of wine at this fine banquet, what kind of atmosphere would there be!"

Fan Hu just shook his head: "This is a family soldier, not a soldier. There is no need to obey the general's orders."

"As for the suspicion, Brother Gua is overthinking it. If someone is really jealous, he will not eat this barbecue."

In fact, on the first day of the banquet, all the soldiers did not eat a morsel of the food at the banquet or drink a sip of the water in the house. They only used the dried meat and water bags they brought with them to quench their hunger and thirst.

It wasn't until the next day that Ying Chengyu provided live sheep and deer, as well as unground salt and other seasonings. Fan Hu and other soldiers confirmed that there was no chance of poisoning Ying Chengyu, and then they cooked the food themselves. , finally had a warm meal at Ying Chengxuan's house.

Even so, they did not allow all the ingredients to leave their sight, which is why there were more than a dozen bonfires in the good yard.

Although he said he had no suspicions, Fan Hu and the other soldiers' guard against Ying Chengyu was clearly written on their faces!

The hexagram master shook his head helplessly: "I finally understand why my head always scolds me."

"Compared with Brother Fan, my soldier is really incompetent."

"But the head of my family has told me that I must accompany you all, but you see..."

After looking around the dull scene, the fortune teller shook his head helplessly: "Since you don't drink, let me sing a song for you!"

Fan Hu could also understand the helplessness of Gua Fu, and had no reason to refuse Gua Fu, so he smiled and nodded: "Brother Gua, please!"

The hexagram master cleared his throat, slapped the table with the wine cup to make a rhythm, and sang loudly:

"Why don't you say no clothes? Robe with your son!"

Other soldiers of Ying Chengyu also sang along:

"Wang Yuxing, repair my spear, and share the hatred with my son!"

As soon as this sentence came out, all the soldiers in the audience knew what the hexagram master was singing.

There are many songs written by the people of Lao Qin, but in terms of popularity, none of them can be as good as "Wu Yi".

And among the Great Qin Army, this is a war song that inspires military morale more than war drums!

Involuntarily, other soldiers also sang along:

"Why don't you say you have no clothes? You are in the same pool as your son."

One, two, as the music became more and more exciting, more than two hundred soldiers all sang:
"Wang Yuxing, repair my spear and halberd. Work with my son!"

Listening to the singing, Fan Hu felt a little emotional.

The song is impassioned, but what they want to do is to settle down.

They share the same lyrics, but what they want to do is kill their comrades.

How ironic!

How sad!

"Why don't you say you have no clothes? The same clothes as your son."

"How brave! You really have evil intentions!"

"Wang Yu Xingshi, repair my armored soldiers. Walk with you!"

After finishing the song, the hexagram master laughed heartily: "Color!"

"You guys are really awesome!"

Fan Hu suddenly sat up straight and asked hesitantly: "Did there be any noise just now?"

Fan Yuqi's scolding had already faded away after being blocked by walls and doors.

In the sound of more than 200 soldiers singing in unison, there was only a little splash.

Even though Fan Hu's ears and eyesight were sharp, he could only vaguely detect a hint of discordant sound.

If it had been the first day, just this little disharmony would have been enough to make Fan Hu get angry.

But precisely because on the first day Fan Hu overturned the table and rushed to the main hall with just one word of "kill", which made it very difficult for Fan Yuqi, so today Fan Hu dare not directly expose him just because of this slight suspicion. rise.

The hexagram master shouted generously: "This is the voice of my great Qin who dares to wield my sword against the six kingdoms!"

All the soldiers applauded enthusiastically: "Color!"

The hexagram master beat the rhythm again and shouted loudly: "Everyone in charge, sing together!"

"Why don't you say no clothes? Robe with your son!"

Two hundred soldiers sang in unison again. Only Fan Hu pretended to stroll to the edge of the yard and listened.After a while, another voice finally penetrated the chorus and reached Fan Hu's ears.

"Wang Yuxing, repair my spear and halberd. Work with my son!"

"Stop hurting my lord!"

Faintly hearing this scolding, Fan Hu pulled out his long sword and shouted angrily: "There is something wrong in the main hall!"

"Zhupaoze, protect the master of the family!"

With an order, not only Fan Yuqi's soldiers, but also the soldiers of all other generals stopped singing in an instant and drew out the swords from their waists.

The hexagram master did not draw his sword, but opened his arms to block the courtyard door and shouted loudly: "Brother Fan, what do you mean?"

"The generals and the dancers are doing something new, shouting "You" and the wind will make it rain?"

"Because you were too sensitive last time, three of my subordinates were injured, and I was scolded by the head of the family for a long time."

"Are you acting like this again today? If I didn't entertain you well, you can speak up and don't use this to sow discord among the generals!"

After the first day's misunderstanding, Fan Hu was not sure whether the killing cry he just heard was due to a misunderstanding or a fight.

Fan Hu didn't dare to delay, but he was also worried that this was Ying Chengyu's plan, which was to deceive these family soldiers, use their hands to expand the conflict in advance, and ruin Fan Yuqi's plan.

Therefore, Fan Hu did not dare to kill directly, so he could only give orders in a deep voice.

"Fan Mansion soldiers, break the road!"

Fifty domestic soldiers lowered their swords and slammed their heads at Gua Fu. How could Gua Fu stop this?

Even though the fortune teller blocked the door with twenty soldiers attending the banquet, he was still knocked out of the way. He could only shout anxiously: "Brother Fan, what are you doing!"

"If you think my singing is unpleasant, just say so!"

Fan Hu said in a low voice: "If someone made a wrong judgment, he should apologize and be willing to be punished."

"Soldiers of the Fan Mansion, follow me!"

With Fan Hu taking the lead, all the soldiers ran towards the main hall. The hexagram master did not dare to delay and quickly followed.

The side courtyard is on the side of the front yard, and the main hall is in the front yard. The distance between the two is less than fifty feet.

In just over ten breaths, Fan Hu rushed to the entrance of the main hall.

At this time, he no longer cared about etiquette and dignity. With a flying kick, Fan Hu kicked the door open.

What caught Fan Hu's eyes were several corpses and blood on the ground, and a Qin sword was stabbing Liu An!

Liu An's soldiers' eyes were red, and they roared angrily: "Master, be careful behind you!"

"Protect the master!"

After receiving the reminder from the family soldier, Liu An quickly turned around, swung his sword horizontally to deflect the stab, and looked at the person behind him in disbelief.

"Captain Yang, do you want to kill me?"

Captain Yang Hu said nothing, just stabbed again with his sword.

How could Liu An's soldiers sit back and watch their master being killed?He rushed forward without hesitation.

At the same time, although Yang Hu's soldiers didn't know what was going on, since their own family leaders had started killing, how could they fall behind?He stabbed Liu An's soldiers with his sword!
A total of twenty soldiers from both sides fought together, roaring angrily, and other generals also gave orders:

"My general, kill Captain Liu quickly!"

"Zhang Tang, come and protect me!"

"Stop them! The head of the family has the upper hand now, we can just stop these soldiers!"

"I'll stop them, and you can go and protect the head of the family immediately!"

The soldiers whose master is still alive are fine, they have a command.

The soldiers whose master was dead were completely at a loss.

Who is the enemy?
Who is You?
Who should I protect?Who should I kill?
Fan Hu was stunned as he looked at Fan Yuqi lying in a pool of blood.

"Patriarch! Patriarch!!!"

Fan Yuqi died, and Fan Hu felt that his sky was about to collapse!

He didn't know why Fan Yuqi died here and what he went through before his death. He was only filled with self-blame and regret.

Why didn't he come earlier!
Kneeling on the ground, he kowtowed three times to Fan Yuqi. Fan Hu roared angrily:

"Soldiers of Fan Mansion, fight to the death! Fight to the death!"

"Kill Ying Chengxiu and avenge the family master!"

Yang Hu felt a chill in his heart and even gave up on killing Liu An. Instead, he hurried towards Ying Chenglong and shouted angrily:

"Anyone who dares to approach the general will be killed without mercy!"

The narrow doorway became a meat grinder.

The soldiers who were arming each other, singing and dancing just now are now facing each other with swords, fighting to the death!

On the high platform, Ying Chengyu took a sip of Juezhong wine and quietly looked down at the river of blood below the platform.

(End of this chapter)