Is it so difficult to become a marquis for meritorious service?
Is Zhang Bu’s ambition to be so great that he will be killed before he can realize it?
Pei Zheng had already dodged aside at this time, his face was livid, and his heart was filled with shame and anger.
What a shame, what a shame, what a shame.
He felt humiliated not because he was a fourth-grade monk but was almost beheaded by a fifth-grade monk, but because he was a dignified monk from the Zhou sect and a member of the noble Pei family in Hedong, but he was almost beheaded by a member of the humble family 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 besiege 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 number one among the nine grades of Zhongzheng in making a family is indeed the one with the highest level of wisdom.
Pei Zheng actually had some insights into the Nine-Rank Zhongzheng System in this environment.
It's just that at this moment, he had already forgotten the time and thought about giving a stick of incense to Huangfu Fu and others 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 seems to be engraved in the bones of these Zhou clan disciples.
Normally. Because if you don't follow these rules among the aristocrats, your reputation will spread in the aristocratic circle immediately. As for the consequences, it is obviously obvious. It will definitely not be judged by the grade.
If Zhou. is not of good grade, he will not be able to hold important court positions and will not be able to inherit the title of his family. For many aspiring aristocratic children of the Zhou family, 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 about one thing in his heart: If Zhang Bu defeated Guo Mo, would he have to let Zhang Bu leave according to the rules among nobles?
But in the blink of an eye, he thought of something else, and the confusion 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 a violation of the rules to send another person.
Pei Zheng himself didn't bother to take action, but a member of the Pei family from Hedong, a dignified family, actually wanted to challenge a lowly family member to a duel, and even though he was passed on as a general, he was still laughed at by those from the Zhou family.
He thought so, 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 shouldn't be too many examples of being killed by the opponent without paying attention.
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The bamboo pole Hou San had already picked up a short crossbow at some point. The arrows on the short crossbow were already in place. With a cruel sneer at the corner of his mouth, he raised the crossbow with his left hand, letting the rear of the crossbow move.
He put the tip on his shoulder, tilted his head, and took a look with his eyes. He saw the right moment and shouted softly: "Hit!" At the same time, he released the handle of the short crossbow with his right hand.
With a "pop" sound, the short crossbow made of iron arrows flashed 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 penetrated into the muscle.
, but the power of the crossbow machine was very powerful. The crossbow arrow still drilled through the tight and strong muscles without mercy, and penetrated deeply. The red blood immediately seeped out along the arrow tip and shear rod, making
Zhangbu cried 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 were also somewhat deformed. Guo Mo is such an experienced monk.
, looking for an opening, he knocked the thick-backed sword in his hand first, and then swung Zhang Bu's long sword around. This time, Zhang Bu's whole body was exposed.
"Whoa." After the thick-backed sword 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 sword strike, knowing that there was no way to hide and block it.
Unstoppable, a strong unwillingness surged in my heart.
I'm just a little short of being done.
I'm just a little short of winning the title of nobility.
The long sky, how can it be so inferior to me?
"I'm not willing to give in!" Zhang Bu yelled without closing his eyes, his red eyes filled with craziness as he watched Guo Mo chop off his head with the big knife.
With a muffled "thud" 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. This blow made Zhang Bu immediately turn into a man.
The gourd rolled on the ground, and his eyes suddenly turned black. Everything in the outside world seemed to have disappeared, and he could neither see nor hear.
"Get this person 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 strokes, they tied Zhang Bu Wuhua, who had been knocked unconscious, to a rope for more than a week.
on top of the wooden pillar.
They were fighting so lively above, and Huangfu Fu and others below were so discerning that people immediately started shouting and cheering.
Zhang Lin, the chief official of the King of Zhao, suddenly had an idea. He rode on his horse and shouted at 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 Highness King Zhao has an order,
No matter who, regardless of whether they were part of Empress Jia’s party in the past, as long as they surrender now, they will not be blamed. But if they insist on going their own way and follow Empress Jia’s rebellion, they will be guilty of conspiracy. The soldiers on the city wall, no matter who they are, as long as they can open the city gate, they can do it.
Fengtinghou!"
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 specially used for beheadings on the city wall. Zhang Lin, Huangfu Fu and others suddenly looked at each other.
stand up.
The Shangluo City Wall is so majestic that if you don't open the door, you can't attack it by force no matter what.
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. Regarding Guo Mo's failure to behead Zhang Bu immediately,
Pei Zheng was very satisfied. 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.
Morale can only be boosted but not deflated.
Pei Zheng, a descendant of the Zhou family who has been familiar with military art since childhood, naturally understands this in his heart. If Guo Mo had killed Zhang Bu at that time, Pei Zheng would not have said anything, even if he would feel very sorry.
In the face of the enemy, for a capable assistant 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 opponent's performance, causing the opponent to shrink back and influence his performance in the next actions.
Pei Zheng has the style of a famous general. This was a comment Wang Yan made to Pei Zheng back then.
Pei Zheng is very arrogant, but he has always hidden this arrogance well in front of his sergeants. He also doesn't like to deal with these sergeants of ordinary background, but he has always been able to get along with these people.
In the eyes of these ordinary sergeants, Colonel Pei was known to be approachable.
Even though Zhang Bu suddenly made an assassination attempt just now, 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 that Captain Pei was bolder in this matter, and they were sure that Guo Mo would stop Zhang Bu.
That sword.
What they were thinking in their minds was: Tsk, tut, tsk, Colonel Pei deserves to be from a Zhou family, his demeanor is indeed so elegant and refined.
"Wow." A basin of cold water was poured over his head, and Zhang Bu, who was almost unconscious, woke up with a jolt.
Pei Zheng looked at the so-called Three Heroes of Hongdu with leisurely eyes, with both anger and appreciation in his eyes.
What makes him angry is that this person almost caused himself to be humiliated for the first time in his life.
What I admire is that this person is so brave and courageous without caring about his own life.
What a pity. Pei Zheng sighed in his heart. If a hero like this were placed in the army, he would definitely be a capable general in the Jin Dynasty in the future, but he didn't want to die by his own sword today.
But he couldn't be spared today.
Pei Zheng confessed in his heart, let alone the people in Shangluo, even his own soldiers, most of them were angry with Empress Jia, and even more sympathized with the prince. What's more, Zhang Lin had just loudly promised a heavy reward to lure these men.
A soldier of ordinary origin.
Damn it! Pei Zheng couldn't help but get angry when he thought of this. When will you, Zhang Lin, be able to promise the imperial court's rewards and knighthoods on your behalf?
Not to mention you, Zhang Lin, the Duke of Tinghou, even King Zhao is not qualified to make such a promise.
Since ancient times, this kind of title can only be granted to 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 people, and they were the most willing to disregard all customs and systems in order to achieve their own goals. Looking at it today, it turned out to be so.
People from poor families should not occupy the positions of the three nobles and nine ministers. This is a saying that the second-grade purple-clothed cultivator of their Pei family often talks about.
He had always disapproved of this, and often retorted secretly in his mind: Zhang Hua and Zhang Sikong also came from a poor family. However, with their talents, skills, and moral standards, they were all role models for the monks of the Jin Dynasty.
Zhang Hua and Zhang Sikong are an example. 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 seemed so important.
Pei Zheng needed to chop off Zhang Bu's head to intimidate his ordinary soldiers. The war was about to begin, and killing people to establish power was the most common method. Pei Zheng was originally unwilling to use this method, but now he
Have to use it.
"Zhang Bu, do you have any last words?" 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. But the pillar behind him was blocking it emotionlessly, so he could only
Looking straight, he struggled a few times and found that the struggle was so weak and useless.
He could no longer feel pain, or even despair. What he could feel was still unwillingness.
"Zhang Bu only wishes 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.
Banban, including the classmate surnamed Liu who was beheaded by him, most of it came from his own body. On his head, mouth, and thighs, the eye-catching blood red stained the originally nice and clean parts of his body.
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 speak loudly: "Master Xiaowei, Zhang Bu, I will go first, but Mr. Xiaowei may be here soon. I think you are too, sir."
You know what you are doing, who is still standing on the side of Empress Jia in Shangluo? Mr. Xiaowei is such a great talent, why do you insist on guarding this city gate for Empress Jia? Zhang Bu's parents died young, how can he come to this day?
, these are all the grace of the imperial court and the emperor of Jin Dynasty. If you receive a little kindness from others, you should repay it with springs. Zhang Bu is not from a Zhou family. Zhang Bu is just a son of a poor family, so there is nothing.
I am a relative of the family and do not have a manor title. But I have a heart of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism. Now that Empress Jia is here, everyone will kill her. Not to mention giving away one life of Zhang Bu, but ten or eight lives. What can I do?
Rare? A real man should act with integrity, know how to repay kindness, be loyal to the king, and filial to his parents. I, Zhang Bu, died in a king's affair today, why should I regret it? I'm afraid of you, the captain, for the sake of Queen Jia
You are going against the grain, you can kill me, Zhang Bu, but you can also kill all the people in Shangluo who want to kill Empress Jia?"
"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 his knife, and a human head rolled cleanly to the ground with the extremely sharp blade, and a stream of 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. The sunlight shone down and shone on the blood, revealing a trace of desolate beauty.
Everyone was stunned.
Zhang Bu was stunned.
Guo Mo's sword actually cut off the head of the unsuspecting City Gate Captain Pei Zheng.
Huangfu Fu, the Crown Prince of Zhao, rode on his charcoal-covered Zhou Da horse and stopped beside the suspension bridge that had been lowered. He raised his head and looked at the head that had just been hung on the city wall. The blood on the head was still there.
Before it was 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, and he knew that it was Pei Zheng's blood that had fallen on his face.
He didn't wipe it.
This man had been drinking and chatting with me two days ago. This man was personable and well-travelled. They had known each other for more than ten years. They both valued each other's talent and character, and regarded each other as a close friend.
But now the head of this close friend is hanging on the city wall this week, and the eyes that were full of wisdom in the past have long lost any sparkle at this time.