Li Zhi, don't be a coward

Chapter 1004 Please enter the urn
Bleak wind and severe rain, lightning and thunder.

Brother Zhong led more than a thousand dead men and strode out of the palace.

The dead soldiers were expressionless, and the rain was pouring on them, but they still followed the team numbly.

Brother Zhong's face was filled with morbid excitement.

His dream of restoring the country, his dream of hegemony, and the power of the sovereign that will be in his hands in the future...

After tonight, everything will come true.

In the history books, he is no longer the king of subjugation, but the lord of restoration, the lord of rejuvenation.

Leading more than a thousand dead soldiers, Brother Zhong is heading towards the Tang Army camp.

What he has to do is not only to drive Tang Jun away.

Stepping on the muddy road, more than a thousand people left the city with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

There were countless people crying and screaming in the city, but Brother Zhong turned a deaf ear to it and only stared at the direction of the Tang army's camp.

The people are like weeds, they will grow back after being cut.But for the power struggle, there is only one chance tonight.

Half an hour later, Brother Zhong finally arrived outside the Tang army's camp. There were more than a dozen Tang soldiers standing quietly outside Jiangyuan Gate.

The soldiers and horses have reached the enemy's door, no matter what the situation is, will they retreat?
"Rush in! Take the rear army's supplies!" Brother Zhong drew his sword and shouted.

More than a thousand dead men roared like tigers out of the cage, rushing towards the gate.

The generals and soldiers of the Tang army standing at the gate remained motionless, just like that being chopped down by the knife.

Shishi, who started his hands, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the feeling of the knife cutting was also wrong. He looked down and couldn't help being shocked: "Your Majesty, it's a scarecrow! It's all fake!"

Brother Zhong trembled all over, feeling more and more that something was wrong.

However, the arrow has already left the string, even if it retreats tonight, it will not end well for him.

"Continue to charge! I want the rear army's supplies!" Brother Zhong roared angrily.

With no way out, charging was his only option.

More than a thousand dead soldiers roared and rushed into the camp.

The tents in the camp were still intact, but there were many dummies pricked with straw all over the inside and outside of the tents. After everyone rushed into the camp, their hearts became more and more heavy.

All the way from the gate to the rear army, the eldest brother Zhong took the lead and arrived at the rear army camp first. The first thing that caught his eye was the mountain of grain and grass, as well as wooden barrels and boxes tightly wrapped in oil paper.

Seeing those wooden barrels and boxes, Brother Zhong couldn't help being overjoyed, and said in a trembling voice, "That's right, that's it! It's what I want!"

Just as he was about to order the barrel and box to be dismantled, suddenly torches were lit all around.

The torches are particularly dazzling on rainy nights, and the torches around Brother Zhong are densely packed and countless.

Brother Zhong was shocked. He knew that there was a person standing under each torch.

Right in front of him, a man in his twenties came out from behind the mountain of grain and haystacks, with a jade-like face, red lips and white teeth, and a mocking smile in his eyes.

"Li Qinzai!" The pupils in Brother Zhong's eyes suddenly shrank.

Li Qinzai smiled and cupped his hands towards the elder brother Zhong: "Your Highness, Li has been waiting here for a long time."

Brother Zhong said with a horrified expression: "You, why are you..."

"Why do I appear here, right? Why do I know that your goal is my camp, right?" Li Qinzai said with a smile.

Brother Zhong stared at him gloomyly.

Li Qinzai sighed, and said, "Don't you think that people in Tang Dynasty are all idiots? Your Royal Highness, your so-called strategy, in our Central Plains, is something left over by our ancestors thousands of years ago. Well, I count it. Count how many tricks you played tonight..."

"Tune the tiger away from the mountain, attack the east and attack the west, secretly cover the Chen Cang..." Li Qinzai opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Tsk, you are so talented and bold!"

Brother Zhong was both angry and desperate, hissed: "Luck is bad, the only thing left is death! A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated!"

Li Qinzai raised his hand suddenly, smiled apologetically at him, and said, "Let's deal with the dead men behind you first, and then have a long talk. I'm always uneasy about keeping these people chatting with you."

After speaking, Li Qinzai's face suddenly darkened, and he shouted: "Except for the king, all the rest will be wiped out on the spot, leaving no one behind!"

There were echoes from all around, and then gunshots rang out.

More than a thousand dead men were surrounded in the middle, which was simply an excellent living target. After a while, the thousand dead men were all annihilated without even struggling.

Brother Zhong's eyes were cracked with anger, but the madness in his eyes became more and more intense.

After all the dead soldiers fell to the ground, Brother Zhong suddenly drew his sword and rushed towards Li Qinzai.

Liu Asi stepped in front of Li Qinzai with a stride, bent his body suddenly, and slammed the scabbard in his hand against Brother Zhong's knee. There was a crisp click, and Brother Zhong's leg bones showed a weird bending angle. Totally scrapped.

Brother Zhong fell to the ground covering his legs and screamed, his face was covered with rain and mud, the madness in his eyes was gone, and only the deep fear of death remained.

At the time of the incident, he was fearless and fearless, with the resolute thought of success or benevolence in his heart, but when death really came to his head, Brother Zhong finally began to fear.

In the face of death, there are not so many heroes. After all, there are very few warriors in the world who look down on death.

Leaving aside the identity of the king, Brother Zhong is just an ordinary person, greedy and lustful, and also afraid of death.

Everything he did was driven and bewitched by something called "ambition".

When the end of failure comes, the ambition is gone, and all that remains in the body is the fear of death.

Seeing Brother Zhong who was hugging his legs and howling, Li Qinzai stepped forward slowly, squatted in front of him, shook his head and sighed: "Qingben beauty..."

"Although His Royal Highness has no power in his hands, at least his life is safe. If you are willing to obey, the royal family can be recognized as orthodox by the Tang Dynasty. Isn't it good to be your king? Why is it so ugly?"

Brother Zhong hugged his legs, his face was distorted beyond human shape, and he begged tremblingly: "The vassal is wrong, I was confused for a while, and I listened to the bewitchment of the vassal, so I acted unwisely tonight... I beg Li County Lord to forgive me. Second-rate."

Li Qinzai smiled and said, "Do you still have a glimmer of hope in your heart, thinking that the 2-strong coalition army in the north of the city can make a comeback at the last moment, and then capture Feiniao City, which will become your bargaining chip for survival?"

Brother Zhong's screams stopped immediately, and he looked at him in horror.

Li Qinzai said with a smile: "Don't look at me like this, my face will turn into a red apple... His Royal Highness, give up, Liu Renyuan's unit, who was sent to the south of the country to wipe out local forces, has long been secretly recalled to Bird City by me It is on standby, and it is now picking up the alliance army."

"With an ambitious ruler like you in Bird City, how dare I take the risk of leaving only [-] defenders? Your Royal Highness, you think I'm too mentally retarded."

Brother Zhong said with a deadpan face: "You have already noticed my thoughts? You have been lying to me?"

"Hey, talk to me, don't make me sound like a scumbag, you lied to me first, okay?" Li Qinzai glanced at him, and said, "I've said it before, the tricks you play, It was left over from my ancestors playing in the Central Plains thousands of years ago."

"Now you are playing this in front of me, isn't it Confucius selling articles in front of Master Guan, playing big swords in front of Erye Guan, and pretending to be a hooligan in front of Li Jingchu..."

(End of this chapter)