Unstoppable [Quick Transmigration]

He Heng almost cried.

He grabbed Meng Zezhi's sleeve tightly, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Are you crazy?"

Meng Zezhi looked calm: "Don't you have other good ways?"

As expected, He Heng choked.

He stretched out his hand to wipe his face. If he had other good ways, he wouldn't have to watch Meng Zezhi pull him to commit the crime of killing the three clans.

At this time, the movement at the gate of the city finally spread into the city.

"What did you say, Third Prince?"

Hearing what the guard commander said, Zhizhou Song Hai, who was urging his servants to quickly move all his belongings into the car at the back door, changed his face.

At this time, the Qianhu Weicheng of the Qianhu Office of Gyeongju also arrived after hearing the news.

Seeing the busy appearance at the gate of the Song Mansion, Wei Cheng's face changed slightly, but he still said respectfully: "Lord Song, the officer was just patrolling the west gate, and then he heard soldiers coming to report that the Third Prince was outside the city."

Song Hai immediately couldn't care less about staring at these servants: "Quick, let's go to the south gate together."

After all, he was the third prince, Emperor Jingping's favorite prince, and also the prince most likely to inherit the throne in the future.

As for the south gate, the archers on the city wall have already drawn their bows and arrows, pointing directly at the refugees below. The old man and others also surrounded Meng Zezhi and others tightly, fearing that a group of rebels would suddenly appear among the refugees. Careful work, hurt Meng Zezhi and He Heng.

Under everyone's strict defense, the refugees did not dare to make any changes.

Meng Zezhi glanced at the heavily guarded defenders on the city wall, and a flash of approval flashed in his eyes.

At this time, Song Hai and Weicheng arrived.

Song Hai immediately stood on the city wall and shouted: "Your Excellency claims to be the Third Prince, do you have proof?"

After all, he was only a mere novice who knew the state from the fifth grade, and he had been sent to Gyeongju for many years, so it was normal that he didn't know the third prince.

This is what Meng Zezhi bet on.

Meng Zezhi deliberately touched his waist, but it was empty. His expression was a little unhappy: "There is a token to verify the identity of my highness, but it may have been lost on the way."

And He Heng on the side finally came to his senses.

Things have come to this point, and he has no way out.

So he gritted his teeth, and took out a specially hidden jade pendant from his bosom: "I am He Heng, the second master of Jing'an Houfu, and I can prove the identity of the third highness."

Seeing this, Song Hai immediately ordered someone to find a bamboo basket, put it down from the city wall, and connected the jade pendant to it.

Jade is good jade, the top warm jade, the kind that is worth thousands of gold.

And the corner of Nuanyu was indeed imprinted with the seal of the Marquis of Jing'an.

Looking at Meng Zezhi again, although he broke his leg, his style cannot be faked.

Song Hai immediately believed it in his heart.

He was about to order to open the city gate immediately, but was stopped by the Acropolis.

Although Acropolis also sympathized with the refugees outside, he was more worried about the [-] people in the city.

So his expression was extremely solemn: "My lord, should you think about it again, what if the rebel army sees that we are not fooled, and the plan fails, and they try another plan?"

Song Hai has already made up his mind.

His tone was particularly impatient: "What do you know as a martial artist?"

It's not that he doesn't doubt, but it's no use even if he doubts again.

The people below are different from the previous Uncle Huainan, they can insist that Uncle Huainan is a fake, and then refuse to open the city gate, because even if Uncle Huainan is real, just a lost count, they cannot threaten him wealth and life.

What's more, it's a troubled time now, whether the other party can live long enough to take revenge on him is a question.

But the situation is different now.

The person below claimed to be the third prince, but he was from the Tian family, and the thousands of refugees outside knew his identity.

How could he not know what those refugees were thinking, but they just wanted to follow that third prince into the city.

So as long as he dares to keep him out of the city, in the eyes of those refugees, it will cut off their way of life. When the time comes, they will collude and directly put a hat on his head that is greedy for life and fear of death, deliberately turning black and white and rejecting the third prince. The news outside the door, even if the third prince is fake, if the news reaches the ears of the real third prince, if a charge of disrespect is suppressed, he will peel off his skin if he does not die.

What's more, if the third prince is real, then he will not be just peeling off his skin, at least he will start from the three tribes, and he will not be capped.

Moreover, he originally planned to wait for the opportunity to bring his family and private soldiers southward when the rebels attacked the city, so even if the rebels took advantage of this opportunity to sneak in, it would not hinder him.

The most important thing is, if the third prince is real, then wouldn't he have climbed a ladder to heaven.

For this reason, Song Hai was willing to take a gamble.

But these, Song Hai didn't bother to explain to Weicheng.

So he couldn't wait to say immediately: "What are you still doing, open the city gate and welcome the third prince into the city."

As soon as the city gate was opened, a crowd of refugees really rushed in.

At this time, Meng Zezhi had already been escorted to the city wall.

Song Hai immediately knelt down: "My minister Song Hai, the prefect of Qingzhou, sees the Third Highness."

Acropolis at the side also knelt down immediately, but kept his hand on the handle of the knife beside him.

Meng Zezhi: "Get up!"

Song Hai was prostrate on the ground, not daring to get up: "I don't dare, because I just neglected His Highness outside the city, I really have no choice but to ask Your Highness to come down."

Meng Zezhi waved his hand and signaled He Heng to help him up: "I just heard an old man in the city talk about the matter of Qingzhou. Song Zhizhou was also concerned about the safety of Qingzhou, so he was more cautious. Why should he blame him?" have?"

Then without waiting for Song Hai to reply, he looked at the refugees swarming in under the city tower, frowned slightly and said, "I'm afraid there are really secret operations of the rebels here."

At least in such a short time, he has already seen that several people's expressions are not right.

He Heng immediately became anxious: "Then what should we do now?"

Rounding off, these details were put in by them.

It was rumored that most of the rebels were vicious and vicious. It was true that he wanted to survive, but he didn't want to hurt the nearly [-] people in Gyeongju.

Meng Zezhi suddenly asked, "When do the rebels usually attack the city?"

Acropolis immediately said: "After dark."

Meng Zezhi: "So what if we lie about the rebels attacking the city in advance?"

Then these fine works will definitely be unstoppable and come out ahead of time.

Because they were inside the city, they couldn't communicate with the rebels outside the city in time.

At that time, as long as they set up a net, none of these secret works will be able to escape.

Thinking of this, Weicheng was very excited: "The last general will arrange it."

So an hour later, there were bursts of shouts of killing outside the south gate, followed by the news that the rebels raided the south gate spread throughout Qingzhou City.

Another quarter of an hour later, as expected, dozens of secret agents rushed out from all over the city and headed straight for the south gate.

It's a pity that when they arrived at the south gate, what awaited them was not the wolf-like rebels outside the city, but the cold arrows on the city wall.

But in just one cup of tea, dozens of secret workers were all beheaded by the defenders.

Weicheng was so excited that he even looked at Meng Zezhi with a little more admiration.

But even so, there was still a hint of wariness in his eyes.

Song Hai's thoughts were all on Meng Zezhi, and he immediately said: "Your Highness, since all the details of the rebel army have been executed, it is better to go to Weichen's house, Weichen has already ordered people to prepare a few sumptuous banquets. Clean up the dust for His Highness."

Meng Zezhi nodded: "Alright."

When we got to the place, we realized that the sumptuous banquet Song Haikou mentioned was really not mixed with water at all.

Braised bear's paw with crucian carp tongue, shark's fin, charcoal-grilled venison, stewed ham with fish maw... I don't know how Song Hai collected these things during the great famine and war.

In addition, Song Hai also called a group of local officials to accompany him.

However, the dishes in front of Meng Zezhi looked quite simple.

Song Hai immediately explained: "Because His Highness is concerned about his injuries, I specially ordered two chefs who are good at making vegetarian dishes to come back and make a vegetarian banquet for His Highness."

As he said that, he served Meng Zezhi a bowl of porridge: "Your Highness, try it. The bird's nest is made from high-grade bird's nest. I don't know if it suits your taste."

Thinking about the skinny refugees he saw outside the city before, and looking at the bowl of porridge in front of him, Meng Zezhi couldn't help laughing again, then he picked up the spoon and took a sip of the porridge: "Not bad."

Song Hai really thought that Meng Zezhi was in a good mood, so he immediately smiled.

He clapped his hands, and the band behind the screen immediately played a festive ditty.

The atmosphere also became lively.

Unexpectedly, halfway through the meal, soldiers rushed to report: "Third Highness, Lord Zhizhou, Qianhu, rebels, rebels are coming to attack."

"what?"

The rebels actually came during the day.

All the officials panicked immediately.

Acropolis stood up immediately, but luckily they were well prepared and did not drink alcohol during the banquet.

"Walk."

Meng Zezhi also supported the table and stood up: "Let's go and have a look."

"what?"

Song Hai, who was about to persuade Meng Zezhi to leave, suddenly changed his expression.

But before he opened his mouth, Meng Zezhi had already followed with He Heng's support.

Song Hai had no choice but to grit his teeth and follow.

"Kill kill kill!"

Seeing the rebels rushing neatly towards the city wall, Acropolis' face changed again and again. This group of rebels was different from what he had imagined. Not to mention that they were obviously well-trained, the number of them was at least three times that of them. many.

But right now, they have nowhere to go.

So Weicheng could only take a deep breath and said, "Go, and bring up all the recruited men."

"Yes."

Meng Zezhi couldn't help squinting his eyes when he looked at these rebels, especially the young man at the head of the rebels.

He Heng's legs were a little weak: "What should we do now?"

Then I heard Meng Zezhi say: "Tell me, how about we subdue this rebel army?"

He Heng: "..."

He couldn't help but said: "Are you kidding, we are the ones who are at a disadvantage now."

"And this is the rebel army. Is it so easy to subdue it? You have no relatives and no reason with them. Why do they obey you?"

Meng Zezhi thought about it, yes.

And downstairs, the rebels finally assembled.

The leader is a beard, a red nose and the young man.

The bearded beard drove the horse to the front of the formation, and pointed at the long knife in his hand: "Listen, officers and soldiers on the tower, you are already surrounded by us. Don't kill those who surrendered the city, otherwise, when we enter the city, all of you will die!" Can't escape."

Everyone immediately looked at Meng Zezhi.

Meng Zezhi stretched out his hand directly: "Give me a bow."

An archer standing beside him immediately presented him with the bow and arrow in his hand.

Only then did Meng Zezhi say: "I see that you seem to have a bit of martial arts skills, how about if you surrender me and recognize me as a foster father, how about I protect you on your way to success?"

Beard: "..."

Song Hai: "..."

He Heng: "..."

Meng Zezhi actually came to the truth.

The bearded man was the first to react, and he immediately burst out laughing: "Accepting you as foster father, you are also worthy?"

The rebels at the bottom heard this and laughed too.

"It's just a brat, I'm afraid he hasn't even grown his hair yet?"

"You think our big leader is more or less a father."

For a moment, the entire battlefield was filled with the laughter of the rebels.

Even Weicheng and others felt that Meng Zezhi was talking nonsense.

Song Hai immediately said with embarrassment: "Your Highness—"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Meng Zezhi directly pointed his bow and arrow at the sky, and then let go of his fingers.

It happened so quickly that the bearded man didn't react at all, and when he subconsciously wanted to raise the long knife in his hand to block the arrows that were coming quickly, the arrows had already shot into his body.

The bearded man glanced blankly at the arrow on his chest.

The next second—

boom!

The beard fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Zezhi's voice came: "I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it."

A group of rebels: "..."

Acropolis: "..."

He Heng: "..."

The air was quiet for a moment.

really!

For a moment, only this sentence remained in everyone's mind.

How easy is archery?

It's almost 150 meters away, and you're not even aiming—

However, before everyone could react, Meng Zezhi raised his bow and arrow again, and looked at Hongbitou: "And then you, will you surrender or not?"

Acropolis: "..."

A crowd of city guards: "..."

This is a rebel army, you killed Big Brother Ren, and you say whether he will surrender or not!

He Heng was even more inexplicably guilty.

Because he realized that he was the one who said, 'You have no relationship with them, why should they obey you? ', Meng Zezhi would want to press the heads of these rebels and recognize him as a foster father.

Sure enough, the red nose finally reacted and roared: "Brother——"

Then he stared at Meng Zezhi: "I want to kill you and avenge my elder brother."

After finishing speaking, he drew out the long knife at his side: "Attack——" the city.

However, the voice stopped abruptly, because in the next second, there was an arrow on his chest.

boom!

He also fell to the ground, stirring up dust on the ground.

Then I heard Meng Zezhi sigh and say: "This is purely what you asked for."

It's just that while he was talking, he didn't forget to draw his bow and arrow again, aiming at the young man, that is, Gong Sheng, the time traveler in the original plot.

"It's you in the end."

Meng Zezhi said slowly, "Don't even think about running away, otherwise you can try whether you run faster or my arrow flies faster."

All of a sudden, everyone looked at Gong Sheng.

Gong Sheng: "..."

Gong Sheng's face split open.

But he still tried his best to maintain his composure, and said righteously: "I, Gong Sheng, have never been afraid of death—"

When He Heng heard this, he couldn't help turning his head.

Obviously he didn't want to see Gong Sheng's miserable end.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Gong Sheng turned over and dismounted: "It's just unavoidable to be overwhelmed by the majesty of the lord."

Then he knelt down on the ground: "My lord foster father, I will be worshiped by my son."

He Heng: "..."

He Heng turned his head quickly, almost breaking his waist.

They looked at Gong Sheng.

exist?

What about manners?

Gong Sheng burst into tears.

Is this still worth trying?

He is just a helpless history teacher who crossed into this world by accident in order to save two drowning children. He just learned how to ride a horse half a month ago.

After finally recovering a life, who would want to die.

What's more, only by being alive can one have a chance of revenge.

He could only comfort himself in his heart. Fortunately, he was an orphan in his previous life, so it's okay to have another adoptive father. Although this foster father is a bit young, he may not even be an adult...

With bearded beard and red nose dead, and Gong Sheng surrendered, the other rebels would naturally be unable to make a fuss.

All of a sudden, the city walls were filled with cheers from the guarding soldiers: "Your Highness the Third is mighty!"

"Dajian mighty!."

……

Meng Zezhi was satisfied.

He Heng and the others were dumbfounded.

They looked at the rebels who put down their weapons and lined up into the city, and it took them a while to recover.

So a great battle concerning their life and death was resolved by Meng Zezhi like a spring breeze and light rain?

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes on Meng Zezhi changed.

And Meng Zezhi finally saw Gong Sheng up close.

Gong Sheng finally adjusted his mentality, but before he could speak, Meng Zezhi patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, I've sent your two brothers to the medical officer. "

Gong Sheng was stunned for a moment: "What?"

Only then did Meng Zezhi say: "We are getting married, not enmity, so the two arrows I shot only sealed their hearts, and did not really hurt their lives."

His voice was not low, at least the captured rebels heard it.

Gong Sheng was very excited: "Really?"

Meng Zezhi: "I can still lie to you."

Weicheng at the side heard this, and couldn't help but look at Meng Zezhi more.

Good trick to buy people's hearts!

Now, not only would this group of rebels not hate Meng Zezhi, but they would be very grateful to Meng Zezhi instead and obeyed.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-1320:45:10~2020-08-1422:20:09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Xi Yang, just name one;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：若即若离60瓶；玥轩苡芸8瓶；忘界5瓶；瓶装。simplicity、柳叶贰2瓶；梧、天晴无雨、yiyi1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!