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Chapter 214
"I'll go get ready now." Yang Zheng turned around with a smile.

The smile faded away bit by bit.

Somewhat sad in my heart.

The opportunity has been given, and the brothers who live and die together have finally come to the opposite side.

But at this moment, there was no room for Yang Zheng to be soft-hearted.

First of all, he is the ruler of one side, with more than [-] troops and more than [-] people under his command, and secondly, he is Linghu Sheng's brother.

Wang Jinhu really ate the bear's heart and leopard's gall.

Anyway, Yang Zheng also wanted to see how good he was.

"Why should the general take risks with his own body? If his subordinates lead more than a hundred warriors, they can capture Wang Jinhu alive." Meng Xi said.

"Taking this opportunity, we can wipe out all the secret agents lurking in the Western Capital. These secret agents will never show up if they can't see the general."

Yang Zheng wore a layer of Confucian armor on the inside, a shawl on the outside, a small silver crown, and a Han sword hanging on his waist.

People rely on clothes, facing the bronze mirror, he looks a bit like a nobleman.

It's just that the skin on the face is a little rough, and there is a little more brutality of a warrior.

When going out, more than 50 personal guards including Gong Feizhi and Luo Huzi all wore leather armor inside, short brown outside, and long knives at their waists.

Only Liu Heng was holding a mace.

There seems to be something wrong with taking this guy to a banquet...

"Are you carrying this thing to eat or to hammer people?"

"Other things are not easy to use." Liu Heng looked aggrieved.

This mace has always been regarded as his darling.

Yang Zheng found two short-handled hammers, "You can do it."

Meng Yu led a battalion of one thousand personal guards, standing quietly and solemnly in the courtyard.

This kind of configuration is a bit high on Wang Jinhu.

This guy has always done more than failed.

Night fell soon.

The western capital was lit up, and it looked particularly peaceful in the night.

"Haha, Brother Yu is really ashamed to have been entertained by Brother Yang for many days. I prepared a small banquet today to show my heart." Seeing that there were only fifty guards around Yang Zheng, Wang Jinhu's eyes lit up, and he stepped down to greet him, with a look on his face. The appearance of Li Xian Corporal.

"Your Excellency is the queen of the high school, and Zheng dare not climb high."

Another one who took the initiative to be the big brother. He is not thick-skinned these days, so he is too embarrassed to come out to mess around.

"My brother is too modest, please..." Wang Jinhu acted like he was the master here.

Yang Zheng felt that it was a big loss to treat himself with his own things.

The mansion is also one of the three best in the western capital.

Yang Zheng asked himself if he meant enough to Wang Jinhu.

It's just that kindness is taken as a donkey's liver and lungs.

How many ungrateful people are there in this world?
Into the hall, there are screens on both sides, the lights are dim, and the light is dim.

Linghu Sheng kept his head down, no one could see his face clearly.

Wang Jinhu sat on the main seat carelessly, "Brother takes in..."

"If you have something to say, you might as well speak it out." Yang Zheng was in a bad mood, and he lost the interest in being hypocritical.

There is no need for this either.

"Happy!" Wang Jinhu slapped his thigh, "My brother has a lot of talent, just because of his ability to kill Ye Wudai and Midang, he must have been a general in the first emperor's time, and the title of Marquis is just like waiting for nothing. Now he lives in this desolation My land is surrounded by suspicion, and I have no ambitions in everything, and it is not worthwhile to be a brother for a brother."

As expected of being from the Wang family in Taiyuan, his speaking level is quite high.

"So..." Yang Zheng said flatly.

Only Yang Zheng, Liu Heng, Gong Feizhi, and Luo Huzi entered the room.

Opposite sat Linghu Sheng, several strong men from Huainan, and some people dressed as merchants and scholars.

All waist hanging devices.

"So since the imperial court doesn't grant it, why don't you take it yourself!" Wang Jinhu straightened his front body and cast his eyes on Xiongguang.

Yang Zheng stood up, "I, Yang Zheng, am loyal to the Great Wei, how can I be a traitor? You have wrong intentions, so I bid farewell—"

Liu Heng, Gong Feizhi, and Luo Huzi also stood up.

The four people on the opposite side also stood up and pressed their hands on the handle of the knife. Only Linghu Sheng was still kneeling, with his head lowered, drinking a cup by himself, as if he couldn't see what was about to happen in the hall.

"Yang Zheng, don't know how to flatter you! Taishou Wang was born in the Wang family in Taiyuan, and you are just a slave!" One man pointed at him and cursed.

Immediately, Liu Heng's neck turned red, the muscles on his face crowded together ferociously, and the joints on his hands creaked.

Luo Huzi on the left is also panting like a cow.

The two seemed unable to control themselves.

On the contrary, Gong Feizhi was quite calm and calm, just waiting for Yang Zheng's order.

On this occasion, without Yang Zheng's order, Liu Heng did not act rashly.

Wang Jinhu's eyes gradually turned cold, "Young man, I advise you not to be too aggressive!"

Yang Zheng was taken aback, why are these words so familiar?

He blurted out and responded, "Aren't you still a young man if you're not arrogant?"

With a "snap", the cup in Wang Jinhu's hand hit the ground with a crisp sound.

The screen and the wooden door were knocked down immediately, and hundreds of people held the ring sword fiercely.

There are also two crotch armors on the body.

It's not difficult to get a knife. Xiping doesn't have forbidden knives, but it's a bit difficult to get standard equipment like two crotch armor.

"So, you are all accomplices?" Yang Zheng looked coldly at the group of merchants and scribes.

No one dared to look at Yang Zheng.

"I am the Wang family of Taiyuan, a famous family in the world. It is your blessing to have taken a fancy to you!" Wang Jinhu stood up slowly, as if the winning ticket was in his hands.

Yang Zheng sighed, "If you are willing to bow your head and live with peace of mind, you may live longer."

Wang Jinhu took a step forward, "How can a man bow his head at the knees of others when he walks between heaven and earth? Yang Zheng, you have to obey what happened today, and you have to obey if you don't!"

Yang Zheng couldn't help laughing, with this kind of personality, it's no wonder he jumped out to rebel in a hurry.

"Everyone says that the four sons of Wang Ling are talented, but today, they are nothing but reckless men."

"Death!" There was a loud shout from the side, and the two figures shot out.

Liu Heng couldn't bear it anymore.

The shadow of the hammer and the light of the knife blew gusts of fishy wind.

The heads of the two soldiers standing in front of Wang Jinhu were split open like melons and fruits.

"Death!" Liu Heng's face was distorted, his mouth was wide open, showing his white teeth, like a crazy beast.

The other person, Luo Huzi, was not so scary. He was holding a knife and still had a simple and honest smile on his face, but when he stabbed down, his head flew up.

The madness of the two frightened the rebellious army in the hall for a while.

Merchants and scribes crawled all over the ground, trying to escape this purgatory.

But there was also the clanging of soldiers' armor outside the hall.

Then there was a human scream.

In an instant, the peaceful night in the western capital was awakened.

The sounds of weapons colliding and crossbows being drawn gradually sounded.

Gong Feizhi raised the knife to protect Yang Zheng's body.

More than fifty soldiers outside the hall rushed into the hall to protect Yang Zheng.

And Yang Zheng sat cross-legged on the rug, picked up a glass of wine, and just about to drink it, he thought to himself that if the wine was poisonous, then he would be over-pretending.

In the narrow space, Liu Heng's two hammers are simply magical weapons.

Coupled with his divine power, a hand-to-hand combat will shatter a man's armour.

Blood soon flowed all over the planks.

It was trampled by hundreds of feet, leaving a series of bloody footprints.

"Yang Zheng!" Wang Jinhu was so furious that he rushed towards Yang Zheng with a dozen soldiers.

But was blocked outside.

"Yang Zheng!" Wang Jinhu's roar was quickly mixed with helplessness and despair.

From all sides came the sound of spears piercing armor and flesh.

Creepy in the night.

One by one, Wang Jinhu's men fell.

But Wang Jinhu didn't give up, and charged at Yang Zheng with bloodshot eyes.

Again and again but outside.

"Yang Zheng, how dare you fight to the death with me!" Wang Jinhu's voice gradually became hysterical.

"Why should I fight to the death with you?" Yang Zheng enjoyed the thrill of being crushed.

What kind of aristocratic family, what kind of famous family in the world, is actually nothing more than that.

"Coward! Coward—" Wang Jinhu's voice stopped abruptly.

A long knife pierced his neck.

Blood spurted out along the tip of the knife.

Wang Jinhu tried his best to turn his head and look at the people behind him.

The person behind took the initiative to walk in front of him, "Uncle, it's me."

There was no life in Linghu Sheng's eyes.

Wang Jinhu's eyes were wide open, and finally lost his luster, and fell to the ground.

"Stop!" Linghu Sheng roared.

The Huainan army in the hall stared blankly at all this.

Finally dropped the weapon.

Linghu Sheng chopped off Wang Jinhu's head with one knife and threw it in front of Yang Zheng, "Xing Yun..."

"You can't die yet." Yang Zheng saw through the death will in Linghu Sheng's eyes at a glance.

Linghu Sheng lowered his head slightly, and there was no expression in his eyes, as if he was already a dead person at this moment.

"I heard that you have two sons and two daughters, and Ling Tang is nearly sixty years old."

The death in Linghu Sheng's eyes turned into pain, "Please also ask Xing Yun to take care of me."

"I can tell you clearly that Wang Ling will be defeated, and your family of Linghu will be wiped out. If you don't save them, no one will be able to save them."

Linghu Sheng was shocked.

Yang Zheng continued: "In this world, it's easy to want to die, but it's not easy to live. If you die for Wang Jinhu, you are worthless. If you feel that you owe me, you might as well keep your life and pay me back slowly."

The knife in Linghu Sheng's hand fell to the ground.

Yang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

You can forgive him, but you don't have any sympathy for the betrayer.

Repeated tolerance, repeated favors, no one will remember.

Only knife and blood can be used to give those with ulterior motives a long memory.

(End of this chapter)