The Myth of Daqin: The Soul of Yi Xiaochuan

Zhao Gao's heart sank as he witnessed this scene. He instantly realized the situation was dire: Feng Jie was probably not someone he could rely on! At this point, with things having come to this point, and with Meng Yi already completely at odds, there was no need to consider the consequences or troubles he might face in the future.

Thinking of this, Zhao Gao did not hesitate at all. He decisively and resolutely cast a meaningful and suggestive look at Zhao Ping, who was standing not far behind him. This look seemed to contain thousands of words, and seemed to contain endless depth and determination.

However, in sharp contrast to Zhao Gao, Feng Jie chose to turn a blind eye and a deaf ear, pretending to know nothing.

Perhaps for Feng Jie, remaining silent is the wisest choice at the moment? After all, getting involved in this dispute will only put him in a more difficult situation.

But no matter what, one thing is certain - Feng Jie will never be able to make decisions as decisively and ruthlessly as Zhao Gao.

Because they are two completely different people, with very different personality traits and ways of dealing with things. So, it is inevitable that they will react differently when faced with the same situation.

Zhao Ping could only bite the bullet and slowly walk to the front of the team with heavy steps. Every step felt like walking on the edge of a knife, causing him unbearable pain. As he walked, he secretly groaned inwardly: "Oh, I really regret it! If I had known it would be so dangerous, I should have let Li Le and Sun Xi stay. I was so excited that I thought this was a great opportunity to make a name for myself and achieve great things, but who could have imagined that this would be a life-threatening situation!"

Just before arriving, Zhao Ping had been brimming with anticipation of the immense glory this operation would bring him. To this end, he had deliberately transferred Li Le from his post, assigning him to guard the city gates, under the pretext of strengthening the defenses and ensuring absolute safety. He had also assigned Sun Xi to patrol the city. Li Le had no complaints, having long harbored resentment towards Zhao Gao and Feng Jie, and naturally, he was even more reluctant to engage in direct conflict with Meng Yi.

Zhao Ping slowly walked to the front of the team, each step feeling like he was carrying a heavy burden. When he stopped, he took a deep breath of air that wasn't too cold, trying to calm his heart, which was pounding with nervousness.

After a moment, Zhao Ping straightened his chest and shouted with all his strength: "Brothers! We can never tolerate others looking down on our Lieutenant's Office! Even if I have to risk my life today, I must let those guys have a taste of my power!" His voice trembled slightly, revealing the fear that could not be concealed deep in his heart.

Upon hearing this, the soldiers all gripped their weapons tightly, their palms even turning slightly white from the excessive force.

However, surprisingly, no one responded.

The entire venue fell into dead silence, with only the rustling sound of flags in the spring breeze.

At this moment, Qian An hurriedly took a few steps forward, exchanged glances with several confidants around him, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Yes! Fight with them! Fight with them!" His shouts echoed in the open field, but still failed to arouse everyone's fighting spirit.

Faced with such a cold situation, the atmosphere became increasingly awkward. Zhao Gao, standing in the back, witnessed all this and his face instantly darkened to an extremely gloomy expression, filled with uncontrollable anger.

Zhao Ping cursed secretly in his heart. These soldiers who looked so majestic on ordinary days turned into cowards when they were really needed!

He turned his head in anger, his eyes fixed on Zhao Gao. Zhao Gao's icy gaze seemed to penetrate one's soul, causing Zhao Ping to shudder uncontrollably, a chill running down his spine.

"What the hell are you still hesitating about?" Zhao Ping roared in a hoarse and sharp voice. "They're just a bunch of ordinary servants. How can we, with so many of us, be afraid of them?"

However, despite his roar, the soldiers still stared at each other, no one daring to take a step forward. Zhao Ping was extremely anxious, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

At this moment, a lieutenant lowered his voice and said to Zhao Ping: "Sir, you don't know that we are not afraid to act because of fear. It's... This Lord Meng Yi was once our immediate superior - Lieutenant! We are really afraid of his reputation and methods... In addition, this time we have to deal with a member of the Meng family, and his fighting ability must not be underestimated!"

Hearing these words, Zhao Ping was stunned. He finally understood the soldiers' deep-seated worries and fears. Indeed, Meng Yi's name was well-known in the army. Not only was he renowned for his military achievements, but he was also known for his strict discipline. Now that they had to confront him, they undoubtedly faced enormous pressure.

Seeing this, Zhao Ping snorted coldly and cursed with disdain: "What a bunch of useless things!" His words were full of contempt and disdain, as if he was completely disappointed with these soldiers.

As soon as these words were spoken, Meng Yi turned toward the soldiers led by Feng Jie and shouted at the top of his voice, "My dear brothers, I believe you should still recognize me. You should know that this Meng Mansion is a gift from Your Majesty and the late king. It is also a testament to the unparalleled achievements made by three generations of Generals Meng Ao, Meng Wu, and Meng Tian for the Great Qin!"

After saying this, Meng Yi immediately ordered people to open the door. In an instant, a magnificent "screen wall" appeared before everyone, on which was meticulously engraved a vigorous and powerful word "loyalty".

Meng Yi continued, "Brothers, please look! This character 'loyalty' was inscribed by Your Majesty upon the passing of my father, General Meng Wu, as a tribute to the unwavering loyalty and righteousness of the Meng family. Today, you have been ordered to trespass here. When we report this matter to the Emperor, please consider: who bears the blame, the one who gave the order, or are you brothers to bear the consequences?"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers all showed fear on their faces and took a step back simultaneously.

At this point, Zhao Ping was at his wit's end and could only stare at Zhao Gao helplessly. Feng Jie, on the other hand, still acted as if nothing had happened to him.

Zhao Gao's face, which was originally so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it, was now covered with dark clouds, which made people shudder.

He knew full well that the current situation had reached a stalemate. If he couldn't come up with an effective way to break the deadlock quickly, the consequences would be disastrous. His sharp eyes kept flashing, and his brain was working rapidly, racking his brains for a strategy to deal with the current predicament.

At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard coming from afar, and then Xianyang Magistrate Xin Qiliu led a full hundred county government guards and rushed over aggressively, quickly surrounding everyone present.

In an instant, the whole scene became extremely tense and the atmosphere suddenly heated up, as if a spark could trigger an earth-shattering explosion.