Chapter Eighty-fifth Registration Certificate
Zhao Ben refused to admit it. Zhao Cheng was already glaring at that side. He did not expect that Zhao Ben, who had pleased him like a dog, had not died yet. He actually surrendered to Li Yuan and even took advantage of the situation. At this moment, Zhao Cheng's resentment towards Zhao Ben was far greater than Li Yuan.
Shameless villain—— Zhao Cheng roared in his heart.
"Bai Guangji, give your sword to General Zhao Tun. This messenger pretended to be a doctor. He really didn't want to live anymore. Why would you ask General Zhao Tun to take action and make the Zhao family clear." Chen Ping smiled at Zhao Ben and said slowly. The change in Zhao Ben's eyes naturally could not escape Chen Ping, who was famous for his insight into the hearts.
"This, Chen Changshi, I, Zhao Ben, are as timid as a mouse, how can I do something to kill people? Why not--!" Zhao Ben was trembling with fear. He was shocked by Chen Ping's thoughts, and he was worried that Li Yuan, who was still studying strategies in the central army's tent, would appear in front of him. Facing Chen Ping, he could still say one or two lies, but facing Li Yuan, he could not say a lies. The scene in Xingyang City that was caught out from the county magistrate's mansion really left a deep impression on him.
"Why, there are countless unjust souls waiting to reunite with Zhao Tun in Xingyang City. Do you want to go immediately?" Chen Ping's face was gloomy and his face was iron-clad. Today, Zhao Ben had to kill him if he didn't kill him. Only by placing this letter of fame can he have a way out in Li Yuan's army. If he didn't kill him, Zhao Ben and Zhao Cheng would not be able to survive.
"Hey!" Zhao Ben sighed and took the bronze sword from Bai Guangji helplessly. The excuse just now was too bad. Chen Ping didn't believe it. Many of the generals present had strokes from Xingyang. When did the prefect of Xingyang County become timid? It was really ridiculous.
Zhao Ben held the sword and approached step by step.
Zhao Cheng was struggling constantly, his eyes were full of fear, his mouth and nose were blocked tightly by his personal soldiers, and he could only make a "whimper" sound.
Over the years, as the eldest brother Zhao Gao became more powerful, Zhao Cheng has also risen and has been in a state of great power. He has become a fish in water in Xianyang. He has gone from a minor official to a doctor's position. In the Guanzhong area, Zhao Cheng has even robbed him and occupied tens of thousands of hectares of fertile land. In his mansion, he still has several beautiful young ladies. Could this fairy-like life be over today?
Zhao Ben's sword tip had already reached Zhao Cheng's heart. He could even see his figure reflected in Zhao Cheng's eyes at close range. The breath of death made Zhao Cheng struggle in vain again and again. His eyes were full of poison and curses.
"Thief, how dare you pretend to be my brother Cheng! Damn!" Zhao Ben closed his eyes hard and stabbed out the sword in his hand.
"puff!"
The sword entered his body, and a mass of blood mist was oozing. Zhao Cheng only struggled for a while, and then fell softly to the ground. Zhao Ben also fell to the ground at the same time as him.
"I've killed someone! I've killed someone." Zhao Ben shouted randomly, his eyes dulled. Chen Ping's urgency completely left Zhao Ben completely dead.
Individually killing his clan brother, no matter what, this is an unforgivable crime for the clan. From this moment on, the relationship between Zhao Ben and Zhao has completely broken down. Next, unless he can one day become the head of the Zhao family, erase this fact without leaving any trace.
Outside the Central Army's tent, Li Yuan did not see this scene of the Zhao brothers killing each other by Chen Ping. Even if he knew about it, he would not pay attention to the life and death of Zhao Cheng and Zhao Ben.
Xianyang is right in front of you.
For Li Yuan, who has not yet gained a foothold in Guanzhong, the situation he faces is only a little better than before. Looking around, he is full of heroic soldiers and generals. In comparison, Li Yuan is like a minor boy fighting with a strong adult with bare hands.
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In Xianyang City.
Zhao Gao, who had not waited for news about Zhao Cheng for a long time, was restless. The development of the matter had completely broken through his expectations. Li Yuan, how could this inconspicuous little stone be so difficult to deal with? Zhao Cheng can be regarded as a scheming person. Zhao Gao did not trust him, and Zhao Cheng could not impress a young man with Zhao Cheng's words.
"Report to the Prime Minister, something is not good, the doctor is killed!" A mansion manager staggered and rushed into the Prime Minister's Mansion, running while crying.
"What, what did you say?" Zhao Gao was shocked and wondered. How could it be possible that the two armies fought and did not kill the envoys. Zhao Cheng went there and said that it represented the court. In the smallest, he was also passing messages on behalf of Li Si and his son. How could he be killed? Could this little thief Li Yuan be the devil king who had no father or mother?
"Aweng, Uncle Cheng's head is hung outside the city. This matter is absolutely true. We have miscalculated." Before Zhao Gao could react, Xianyang ordered Yan Le to walk in with a solemn expression.
"Oh, Li Thief, I, Zhao Gao, have a mortal hatred with you, and I will never stop until I die." Zhao Gao cried out in pain, and two lines of tears burst out from his eyes.
Zhao Cheng is Zhao Gao's only younger brother, and they have a good relationship with each other. When they were in a downturn, Zhao Gao led Zhao Cheng, who was only seven or eight years old, and lived a difficult life. However, he did not expect that now when he was in power and wealthy, Zhao Cheng suddenly lost his life.
"Aweng's mourning, and things have come to this point, and it is irreversible. Only now we have only thirty-six strategies, and leaving is the best strategy." Yan Le urgently advised.
In the past few days, the city of Xianyang has been in chaos, with only two or three thousand soldiers left, Yan Le can no longer control the grass and trees in the city as before. The people sent to monitor Ying Ziying and other clans in Anlefang have long been removed. As for the other ministers in the city, Yan Le cannot take care of it.
"Hey, Li thief misled me. Ale, you go and sank the troops and prepare to leave the city. Remember, go to the palace to take the emperor away, I will go to Tingwei Prison to make a final decision with Li thief." Zhao Gao said fiercely. At this time, his mind had been tortured by successive blows and almost crazy. He had been with Li Si's old rival for more than 20 years, plus today's new sorrow, and he wanted to make a liquidation together.
"Please rest assured that I have my own arrangements for the emperor. In addition, Arong will invite the family members in the mansion to retreat together." Yan Le nodded and led the order to leave as he said.
Facing a thousand and thousands of holes in Xianyang City, it is impossible for him to defend it, but if it is destroyed, there is still power and time. This capital city that Qin State had accumulated for hundreds of years has many great buildings that are amazing. Since all of this cannot be possessed, it cannot be left to the enemy.
Chapter completed!