The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 316 Kill Me
The main hall and back room of Ganquan Palace.

The Queen Mother Huayang's voice became softer and softer as she spoke, until finally she disappeared.

The fire grew bigger and bigger, using the priceless Shu brocade as fuel, spreading from one point to another, quickly invading the bed.

The fire snake devoured rapidly from bottom to top, and its core was moving in and out of Queen Mother Huayang's body.

The Queen Mother Huayang lay in it, motionless, as if dead.

Two hours ago, she swallowed a whole bottle of tranquilizer pills.

A tranquilizer pill can make a person sleep like a dead pig until dawn.

The irresistible sleepiness had only a little to do with the late night, and most of it came from the whole bottle of tranquilizers.

The corners of Queen Dowager Huayang's mouth curled up slightly.

The raging fire engulfed her, as if she were wearing the most gorgeous dress.

She died a painless death in her favorite flame.

The fire spread to the back room and then to the front hall.

Mi Yang, the Minister of the Imperial Chariots, who was ordered to leave by the Queen Mother Huayang, did not leave.

He held the Chu sword with a rolled blade and stood in the center of the front hall with his head held high.

He looked at the flames coming out from the crack of the back room door, and his eyes occasionally reflected red light.

He bowed his head towards the back room and said respectfully:

“Mi Yang’s life ended when he was in Li Yigong.

“The one standing here now is given the life by the Queen Mother.

"Mi Yang, the Imperial Chariot Officer, will dance with a sword for the Queen Mother again.

"I would like to follow the Queen Mother and drive for her again."

Starting with the sword-raising stance, he danced wildly around the corpses in the blood-spattered ground.

The flames could not scare him away.

The burning fright did not deter him.

He is like a spirit in fire, and the flickering flames are his best dancer.

A sword dance moves the sword in all directions.

Amidst the crackling sound of intense burning and the raging fire, there seemed to be a shadow moving.

"I am a descendant of Emperor Gaoyang, and my father is named Boyong.

"Shetizhen in Mengsou, I was born on the Gengyin day..."

The ups and downs of the chanting sounded like a hymn from ancient times, sung for the people of Chu.

The singing floats on the blood, accompanied by the fire. This is the song of blood and fire.

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Mi Huang looked at the blood and fire not far away, and a strange light flashed in her elf-like eyes.

Holding a telescope in her hand, she stared intently at the battlefield in the distance from the roof of a house.

She couldn't see the details, such as everyone's face.

She could see the situation clearly.

The new arrivals helped the imperial guards to fight the guards, and they were the ones who were loyal to the king.

The newcomers helped the guards to fight the imperial guards, and they were the ones who wanted to assassinate the king.

The imperial guards and the guards wore different uniforms and were very easy to distinguish even at a distance.

"Huang'er, this..." Xiong Qi just started talking.

Mi Huang suddenly turned her head, her eyes fixed coldly on Xiong Qi, and her pretty face turned cold.

Xiong Qi looked embarrassed and said slightly awkwardly:

"Sister, sister."

"Hmm." Mi Huang said unhappily, "What's the matter?"

The girl asked the question in a declarative tone, and she was imitating the Queen Mother Huayang without knowing it.

Parents are the best teachers for their children because they are the people who spend the longest time with their children when they are young. Their every move and every word is watched by their children, and they teach them through words and actions.

When Mi Huang just learned to walk, she was taken care of by Queen Mother Huayang. Queen Mother Huayang accompanied Mi Huang from a little girl to a graceful young girl. She was the person who accompanied Mi Huang for the longest time.

Mi Huang has a teacher, but no master.

Queen Mother Huayang was her best teacher.

"You asked Xiong Wen to lead the prince away. Have you thought about how to explain it afterwards?" Xiong Qi came closer, glanced back, and lowered his voice: "And these officials and guards, so many people were forced by you to wait here. Now you have the tiger talisman and they listen to you, but have you thought about how to explain it to the king afterwards? It is impossible to keep the news secret from so many people."

Mi Huang's beautiful eyebrows were wrinkled into the shape of the Chinese character "川".

She could understand what Xiong Qi said and her concerns.

And this is what she was worried about.

She didn't know how to explain it to the king afterwards, as Queen Dowager Huayang didn't tell her.

She wanted to ask, but she didn't dare to ask in front of the Queen Mother Huayang at that time.

Grandma was so scary just now.

She thought about it, thought carefully, and thought hard, but she couldn't figure it out no matter what.

If you can’t figure it out, just stop thinking about it.

She picked up the telescope and continued to observe the situation on the battlefield, her tone as cold as the coldest winter:
"Grandma arranged it and allowed you to make your own comments. Do you think you are as smart as Grandma?"

Although the tone of these words was as plain as a bowl of water, the content was very blunt.

Xiong Qi was even more embarrassed. How could he dare to say that he could compete with Queen Dowager Huayang in intelligence?
But this matter is obviously a big hidden danger!

If the problem is not solved, even if the king does not say anything after successfully rescuing him, it will be a very sharp thorn planted in his heart.

One day, this thorn will pop out and hurt the king, reminding him of what the Chu family did tonight.

By then, it might bring a devastating disaster to the Xiong family of the Mi surname and the Huayang family of the Mi surname.

"Empress Dowager..." Xiong Qi hesitated and stammered.

"Are you going to tell it or not?" The girl's voice was impatient, losing her deliberate calmness.

"Empress Dowager, you are already old." Xiong Qi said with his head down.

When people get old, their memory becomes worse and they become confused.

Perhaps, the Queen Mother herself had not thought about how to deal with the aftermath.

Although Xiong Qi's words were tactful, Mi Huang, who had been at the wing of Queen Mother Huayang for many years, heard it clearly.

The girl's already cold face became even colder, paler and brighter.

She wanted to say something, saying that the Queen Mother is more charming now than before, and that even though you are confused, the Queen Mother is not.

But looking at Xiong Qi's serious eyes, she couldn't say anything.

Xiong Qi was concerned about the future of the Chu family, but she was ultimately unable to give Xiong Qi a reasonable answer.

She took a deep breath, snorted loudly to express her dissatisfaction, and then grabbed the bronze tiger and smashed it against the windowsill.

The tiger talisman is in my hand and I have the final say.

Xiong Qi sighed, looking at the brass tiger talisman that was flickering with firelight in the distance, and felt dissatisfied.

How could he let a woman handle such a big thing? Even if this woman was Mi Huang, whom he had loved since childhood, it was not allowed!

Women, you are too emotional! Not rational!
Xiong Qi took two steps back and leaned against the cold wall.

The coolness made him clear-minded, but no matter how clear-minded he was, he could not think of any way to hide the fact that they led Wang He away and did not rescue him in time.

He had practiced martial arts with the king since he was young, and felt that he understood the king's character very well.

The king is not a person who will endure loss in silence.

The back of his head hit the wall lightly, and the repeated shocks made him feel a little dizzy.

Without power, he could only obey the orders of a woman! At the important moment of deciding the future of the Chu family, he could only be a foil!
"Report!" A palace guard came running over. Mi Huang put down her telescope, turned around, and looked at the palace guard who had suddenly arrived, with a serious expression on her face.

She ordered six officers to spread out in the surrounding areas to keep watch and spy, and report any important news immediately.

The official clasped his hands, bowed his head and said:
"Northwest reported that a large group of people were coming, saying that the number was about 2,700 to 2,800."

In Xianyang City, the number of 2,700 to 2,800 is not small. If well-trained soldiers were deployed on the battlefield, they would be able to quickly secure victory.

Mi Huang, who originally wanted to wait a little longer, decided not to wait any longer.

Although this is not the best opportunity as my great-aunt mentioned, it is the last chance under the current circumstances, and there will be no better opportunity in the future.

"Serve the king." The girl ordered.

"Yes!" the official responded.

The girl walked quickly downstairs and passed by the courtyard of the mansion, where the original owner's entire family was tied up.

"Sister, these people..." Xiong Qi asked tentatively.

Mi Huang was wearing armor and a red cloak on her back that fluttered as she walked, like a flag.

The girl slowed down her pace slightly, pursed her lips, and thought of a certain boy.

What will that boy do?

"Let him go." The girl waved her hand and quickened her pace.

Xiong Qi's pace slowed down and he fell further and further behind.

When the girl walked out of the house, Xiong Qi had just walked halfway.

The girl was only thinking about joining the battle before the 2,700 to 8,000 men arrived and helping the king to quell the rebellion, and she didn't care about what would happen after her death.

Soon, half of the imperial guards from the five palaces that were parked on the street moved together and rushed towards the Bai family.

Soon, several dull screams were heard from the mansion where Mi Huang was temporarily staying.

Soon, Xiong Qi walked out of the mansion with a dozen of his followers. The blood marks under their feet became fainter and fainter, and the bloody smell in the mansion became thicker and thicker.

The situation in front of the Bai family was tense.

Yang Duanhe was alone against two generals, Fan Yuqi and Teng, and was unable to hold on.

This kind of on-the-ground command and fighting is different from large-scale troop fighting. It tests the general's micro-control skills and the soldiers' execution time of orders.

If Fan Yuqi and Teng were in command together, Yang Duanhe would not be under much pressure. There were only so many soldiers that could be pressed forward, and the eight hundred generals could only command so many soldiers.

But Fan Yuqi and Teng separated.

The two experienced warriors commanded the soldiers to attack from the southeast and southwest.

Yang Duanhe had to take care of both ends, and it was very difficult to hold on with one against two.

The reason he was able to hold on for so long was entirely due to the fact that the military skills of the Imperial Guards were much better than those of the bodyguards.

Yang Duanhe, who kept giving orders, cursed more than once:
"Where are the people! Are they all dead? Why aren't they coming?"

What Qin lacks the most is generals, so why doesn't it have a future now? Duke Meng only calls him one?

Yang Duanhe had no idea that after the old general Meng Ao called him to find Teng, he was killed by Teng. All the generals in Jiangjunfang and Banfang were standing in the courtyard in armor, looking at the gate.

If no one opens this door, the military commanders in this half square will not move. Qin has not been at war recently. The king does not mention war and the prime minister does not mention war either, so they have no intention of participating in this turmoil and internal fighting.

In the other half, the veteran general Wang Ling was playing tricks again and insisted on gathering all the generals to attack together.

The veteran general Wang He who arrived first was intercepted by Xiong Wen halfway and rushed to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Half of the troops from the Five Palaces of Xianyang, who were most capable of deciding the situation on the battlefield, were quietly parked on a street less than a thousand steps away from the Bai family.

The woman who controls this army wants to kill more and more of them.

“Ying Chengjiao! Ying Chengjiao!” Yang Duanhe knew that if he continued, he would surely be defeated. His dry upper lip touched his lower lip and he shouted repeatedly: “Bring this kid to me!”

Flesh and bones were torn apart, and blood splattered.

Ying Chengjiao, with swollen cheeks, came in front of Yang Duanhe, with traces of tears still on his face.

“What are you crying for!” Yang Duanhe yelled, grabbed Ying Chengjiao’s clothes and lifted the boy up, showing him to the soldiers around him: “Chang’an Jun is in command over here!”

After saying this, the general didn't care about Ying Chengjiao's reaction. He walked towards the southeast with anger and burning eyes:

"That mother! Fan Yuqi! Your grandfather is here! I will kill you if I don't do that!"

The general deliberately did not think about whether the boy could do it.

He knew that the boy had experienced the battlefield for quite some time, and that was enough.

Live if you can!

If you can't do it, just kill them to boost morale! Kill until you die!

Take this identity of Chang'an Jun! This life! Feed it to the thieves! Use it to buy time for the king!
Southeast of the battlefield.

Fan Yuqi immediately realized that something was wrong, and the opposing imperial guards' response speed had obviously increased a lot.

Not only did he lose his suppressive advantage, but he also fell into a disadvantage.

"Why is Yang Duanhe here again! What is this bastard Teng doing!" Fan Yuqi, with a ferocious look on his face, spat and the spit fell into the blood.

If the soldiers on both sides were switched, he would never be overwhelmed when commanding the imperial guards.

"Damn it, I'm not afraid of you!" Fan Yuqi's eyes flashed with ferocity: "Teng can't hold you back, let's see if Nai Gong can hold you back! Kill Nai Gong!"

Knowing that the quality of his troops was inferior to that of the enemy, he not only did not order a retreat, but instead ordered a forced attack!
The imperial guards and the guards were all Qin soldiers who had fought in the battlefield. Although their combat power differed, it was limited. It would take at least half an hour to determine the winner.

Fan Yuqi planned to delay Yang Duanhe.

Without Yang Duanhe’s presence on the battlefield, Teng could just die if he failed to break in!

On the opposite side, Yang Duanhe's forehead was throbbing with veins:

"You still dare to fight! You are used to bullying the old man! You are rebelling! Kill! Kill him!"

One side was confident that their teammates were strong, while the other side risked the life of the king's only younger brother to buy time.

The two sides engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat, neither giving in.

On the other side of the battlefield, Ying Chengjiao, who was commanding a corps battle for the first time, had sweat on his forehead.

He tried hard to recall what he had learned from the confession.

But this knowledge, which entered his mind from the bamboo slips, did not fit in with reality.

He was beaten back step by step by Teng, as if all the knowledge taught by Bai Qi was wrong!
Once the signs of defeat become apparent, morale drops.

Ying Chengjiao felt dry-mouthed, knowing that if this continued, the two would fall into a cycle of disadvantage, like a snowball that would get bigger and bigger until it collapsed.

The young man grabbed a Qin sword, quickly adjusted his breathing, and sank his energy into his dantian.

He couldn't command Teng, but he dared to fight to the death.

The narrow road meets the brave to win!

He has a unique trick, but I don’t know if it will be useful to everyone. We’ll know only after we use it!

Ji Yaoyao's almond-shaped eyes had a fierce look on her face, but regret flashed in them from time to time.

Han Fei, who was following his cousin, seemed to be lost in thought. Although he stuttered, his eyes were fine and unusually bright.

It seems that the Qin State is not as united as my cousin claims.

This good show tonight seemed to have been ruined in the end?

With my cousin's strategy, the situation should not have been allowed to get to this point.

"Mother, you take command." Ying Chengjiao said this and prepared himself to charge.

This is the only trick he has!
The crowd at the back parted and a man in fancy clothes strode over.

"How dare you!" the man shouted, "I am not dead yet!"

King Zheng of Qin just appeared without charging, but the originally depressed morale suddenly soared.

There is still a difference between a king and a prince.

"I am with the warriors!" Qin Wang Zheng came over with a sword in hand, stared at the rebels, and shouted: "Kill them!"

(End of this chapter)