Chapter 164 Wiping

Is it so difficult to become a marquis for meritorious service?

Is my Zhang Bu’s ambition to be killed before he can realize it?

Pei Zheng had already dodged it at this time. On the side, his face was ashen, and his heart was filled with shame and anger.

What a shame and a shame! What a shame and shame.

He was not humiliated because he was a fourth-grade monk but was almost beheaded by a fifth-grade monk, but he was a dignified Zhou sect monk and a member of the noble Pei family in Hedong, but he was almost beheaded by a monk. The poor man was beheaded in public.

It’s just that he was so angry, but he still kept thinking in his heart that he was a member of the Zhou sect, and it was not in line with the nobles of the Zhou sect to besiege the opponent with others, let alone besieging a poor sect.

Pei Zheng almost gritted his steel teeth while still trying to maintain his previous Zhou sect demeanor.

The poor family really has no bottom line and no rules at all.

The first among the nine ranks to have a good family background is indeed the most intelligent person.

Pei Zheng actually had a glimmer of understanding of the Nine-Rank Zhongzheng System in this environment.

It’s just that at this moment, he had already forgotten how to give Huangfu Fu and others a stick of incense under the city wall.

For nobles like Pei Zheng, even if they fight to the death, they have to follow the rules and do it one-on-one. From childhood to adulthood, all of this seemed to be engraved in the bones of these Zhou sect disciples. Because if you don't follow these rules among the aristocrats, your reputation will spread among the aristocrats immediately. As for the consequences, they are obviously obvious. The rating will definitely not be accurate. If you are not of good rank, you will not be able to hold important court positions, and you will not be able to inherit the title of your family. For many aspiring nobles of the Zhou clan, the consequences would be worse than death.

So, Guo Mo and Zhang Bu were gnashing their teeth and going back and forth like two ferocious beasts fighting for life and death, but Pei Zheng did not give the order for everyone to swarm up and capture Zhang Bu.

He was even hesitating in his heart about one thing. If Zhang Bu defeated Guo Mo, would he have to follow the rules among nobles and let Zhang Bu leave?

But in the blink of an eye, , he thought of another thing, and the entanglement in his heart disappeared.

Yes, this is not a personal grudge, it involves the answer to King Zhao's rebellion. If Zhang Bu defeated Guo Mo, it would not be considered a violation of the rules to send another person.

Pei Zheng himself did not bother to take action, but the members of the Pei family of the mighty Hedong River actually wanted to challenge a poor family member to a duel, and even if the general was announced, they would not be laughed at by the people of the Zhou family.

That's what he thought, but the few soldiers who stayed with Guo Mo every day didn't think so. The sword has no eyes, that is, the skill is superior to the opponent. There should not be too many examples of being killed by the opponent without paying attention.

The bamboo pole Hou San had already taken a short crossbow in his hand at some point. The arrows on the short crossbow were already in place. With a cruel sneer on his lips,He raised the crossbow horizontally with his left hand so that the rear end of the crossbow rested on his shoulder. He tilted his head and took a look with his eyes. Seizing the opportunity, he shouted "hit" with his right hand and released the handle of the short crossbow.

"Crack." With a sound, the short crossbow with an iron arrow flashed through a black light and shot directly in the direction of Zhang Bu's changing figure.

"Ah" Zhang Bu screamed loudly, Hou San's crossbow arrow was fast and accurate, and it hit his thigh hard. Although he instinctively contracted his thigh muscles as soon as the arrow pierced into the muscle, the power of the crossbow was so great that the crossbow arrow mercilessly penetrated the tight and strong muscles and penetrated deeply, blood red. Blood immediately seeped out along the tip of the arrow and the scissor shaft, causing Zhang Bu to cry out in pain.

He was hit by an arrow in the leg. Not only did he stagger, the leg where the arrow was hit involuntarily bent his knees, and he was already half-kneeling on the ground. At the same time, the movements of his hands also became somewhat deformed. Guo Mo was such an experienced monk. He looked for an opening, struck the thick-backed sword in his hand, and then swung Zhang Bu's long sword around. This time, Zhang Bu's whole body was exposed.

"Huh." After the thick-backed broadsword struck the long sword, it turned into a black light from top to bottom and slashed down diagonally. Zhang Bu tilted his head in pain and watched the broadsword slash

At this point, I knew that there was no way to hide and no way to stop me, and I felt a strong sense of unwillingness.

I'm just a little short of being done.

I am just a little short of winning the title of lord.

Youyou Heaven, why should you treat me less than you?

"I am not willing to do so" Zhang Bu roared, without closing his eyes, his eyes were red and full of craziness as he looked at Guo Mo's big knife. He chopped off his own head.

With a muffled "dong" sound, Guo Mo twisted the blade at the last moment when the big knife struck Zhang Bu's neck, and hit Zhang Bu hard on the head with the back of the knife. With this blow, Zhang Bu immediately turned into a rolling gourd, and his eyes suddenly turned black. Everything in the outside world seemed to disappear, and he could neither see nor hear.

"Take this person down for me." Pei Zheng said calmly at this time, and at the same time, he put the long sword in his hand, which was already sweating, back into the scabbard.

Hou San and others had obviously been cooperating for a long time. Before Pei Zheng finished speaking, those people had already taken the rope in their hands and rushed over. With three strikes, five divided by two, they knocked Zhang Bu unconscious. The five-flowered flower is tied to a wooden pillar that has more than one person around it.

They were fighting so lively above. How discerning were Huangfu Fu and others below? Someone immediately started shouting and cheering.

Zhang Lin, the chief official of the King of Zhao, had a sudden thought, and he rode on his horse and shouted to the city wall, "Queen Jia rebelled against the prince and killed the prince. We came to the city on the order of King Zhao to clear the emperor and depose the Queen Jia." His Royal Highness King Zhao has ordered that no matter who is a member of Queen Jia's party in the past, as long as he surrenders now, he will not be punished. But if he insists on going his own way and follows Queen Jia, he will be guilty of conspiracy. city ​​gate, that isThen I can make him a Marquis of the Pavilion."

Before Zhang Lin finished speaking, Zhang Bu had been knocked to the ground by Guo Mo, and in the blink of an eye he was tied to the wooden pillar on the city wall specially used for beheadings. Zhang Lin, Huangfu Fu and others immediately looked at each other in disbelief.

The Shangluo City Wall was so majestic that it would be impossible to attack it without any help.

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Pei Zheng looked at Zhang Bu who was tied to the pillar with his head drooped and motionless, as if he was dead. When he heard Zhang Lin's shouting outside the city wall, he couldn't help but sneer at Guo Mo. Pei Zheng was very satisfied with Zhang Bu's beheading. If he hadn't been afraid of damaging the morale of the army, he would have almost exhaled before Guo Mo saw Zhang Bu's neck.

The morale could not be improved.

Pei Zheng, a member of the Zhou family, has been familiar with military literature since he was a child, so he naturally knew this. If Guo Mo had killed Zhang Bu at that time, Pei Zheng would not have said anything. , even if he will feel very sorry. In the face of a powerful enemy like Guo Mo, Pei Zhengxingbai should try his best to mobilize his positive emotions, instead of stopping him at every turn and thus affecting the other party's response. In the following actions, Pei Zheng has the style of a famous general.

Pei Zheng is very proud. But he has always hidden this kind of Zhou Ao well in front of his sergeants. He doesn't like to deal with these ordinary sergeants, but he has always been able to get along with these ordinary sergeants. The lieutenant is famous for being approachable.

Even when Zhang Bu suddenly attacked, Pei Zheng was so shocked that he forgot to dodge, but in the eyes of the sergeants around him, many people took it for granted. The captain was brave enough to predict that Guo Mo would block Zhang Bu's sword.

What they thought in their minds was, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk."

"Wow. "A basin of cold water was poured on his head, and Zhang Bu, who was almost in a coma, woke up with a jolt.

Pei looked at the so-called three heroes of Hongdu leisurely, with anger in his eyes. , and also appreciate it.

I am angry that this person almost suffered humiliation for the first time in my life.

I admire that this person is so brave and brave.

What a pity. Pei Zheng sighed in his heart. A man like this would definitely be a capable member of the Jin Dynasty in the future, but he didn't want to die by his own sword today.

But today he did. Spare him.

Pei Zheng confessed in his heart that most of his subordinates, not to mention the people in Shangluo, would be angry with Empress Jia and sympathize with the prince. What's more, Zhang Lin had just loudly promised a large reward to lure these ordinary soldiers.

Damn it, Pei Zheng couldn't help but get angry when he thought of this. What a reward from the imperial court. Then you, Zhang Lin, can make the promise on your behalf

TingMarquis Zhijue, not to mention you Zhang Lin, even King Zhao is not qualified to make a promise.

Since ancient times, this kind of title can only be granted by the emperor or the imperial court.

At the thought of this, Pei Zheng couldn't help but feel a dull pain in his heart.

These people, you are committing a crime. You are trying to destroy the Jin system.

Everyone said that Shen Xiu and Zhang Lin, King Zhao's right-hand men, were the most evil villains, and they were the most willing to disregard all customs and systems in order to achieve their own goals. Looking at it today, it is indeed the case.

People from poor families should not occupy the positions of the three nobles and nine ministers. This is a sentence that the second-grade purple-clothed cultivator of their Pei family often talks about.

He has always disapproved of this. He often secretly retorted that Zhang Hua and Zhang Sikong also came from poor families. But with his talent, ability, and moral standards, he was a role model for the monks of the Jin Dynasty.

Zhang Hua and Zhang Sikong are an exception. Pei Zheng sighed in his heart at this moment. Most of these people from poor families really only recognize benefits and do not recognize rules.

At this moment, Zhang Bu’s head seems so important.

Pei Zheng needed to chop off Zhang Bu’s head to shock his ordinary soldiers. A war is imminent, and killing people to establish authority is the most common method. Pei Zheng was originally unwilling to use this method, but now he had to use it.

"Zhang Bu, do you have any last words to say?" Pei Zheng had made up his mind and asked coldly without any emotion in his tone.

"Last Words" Zhang Bu, whose head was still dripping with blood, was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he tried to raise his head. It's just that the pillar behind him blocked it emotionlessly, so he could only stare straight at it. He struggled a few times and found that the struggle was so weak and useless.

He can no longer feel pain, or even despair, but what he can feel is still unwillingness.

"Zhang Bu only regrets that he could not behead the head of the school captain. These are my last words, Zhang Bu." When he said this, blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth. At this time, he was covered in blood from head to toe. Most of it came from his own body, including the classmate named Liu who had his head chopped off. On his head, mouth, and thighs, the eye-catching blood red stained his originally beautiful and clean brocade robe.

As soon as he opened his mouth, suddenly there seemed to be countless words in his stomach that he wanted to say, so he continued to say loudly, "Sir, Captain, Zhang Bu, I will go first, but I am afraid that Lord Colonel will arrive soon." . I think you know it well, sir. Who else is standing on the side of Empress Jia in Shangluo now? Why is the captain so talented, so stubborn, to guard this city gate for Empress Jia? Zhang Bu’s parents died early. Being able to reach this day is all the grace of the imperial court and the emperor of Jin Dynasty. I should repay every kindness I receive from others. Zhang Bu is not from a Zhou family, he is just a son of a poor family. , I have no family relatives, and no manor title. But I have a loyal and patriotic heart. When Empress Jia is here, everyone will kill her.If I, Zhang Bu, are given away one life, it means ten or eight lives. How can I be a real man? I should act with integrity, know how to repay kindness, be loyal to the king at the top, and be filial to my parents at the bottom. I, Zhang Bu, died in a royal affair today. Why should I be afraid? I am afraid of you, the captain, for the rebellious behavior of Empress Jia. You can kill me, Zhang Bu. You can also kill all the people in Shangluo who want to kill Empress Jia. "Man"

"Bold, what a piece of nonsense" Pei Zheng was furious after hearing Zhang Bu's words, and shouted sternly, "Guo Mo, cut off this man's head, I will use him to sacrifice the flag." "

"Yes, sir"

Guo Mo, who had been standing aside for a long time, suddenly swung out his knife, and a human head rolled cleanly to the ground with the extremely sharp blade. Blood spurted out from the broken cavity.

The rising sun that had just risen from the east just tore through the morning glow on the horizon, and the sun shone down, illuminating the blood. There was a hint of desolate beauty in it.

Zhang Bu was stunned.

Guo Mo's sword turned out to be unprepared. The head of the school captain Pei Zheng was chopped off.

The Crown Prince of Zhao, Huangfu Fu, was riding on his charcoal-covered horse, and he stood beside the lowered suspension bridge and raised his head. , looking at the head that had just been hung on the city wall, the blood on the head had not completely dried. A drop of blood was blown by the wind and scattered into countless small dots. Huangfu Fu felt a slight chill on his face. He knew that it was Pei Zheng's blood that spilled on his face.

He didn't wipe it off.

This man was having a good time drinking with him two days ago. He was very personable. . The two have known each other for more than ten years. They both value each other's talent and character and regard each other as a close friend.

And now the head of this close friend hangs here. On Zhouzhou's city wall, the eyes that were full of wisdom in the past have lost all their sparkle. Please remember: Free and fastest update, no anti-theft, no anti-theft

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