C61 A Mutiny(1)

While Fu Si was busy trying to save the book, a riot broke out in the army of Zhang Prefecture. It was not an exaggeration to call it a rebellion. This disturbance hindered the rapid advance of the army and delayed the plan to capture Emperor Zhou Wen alive in Zhang Province.

The cause of the matter was the food for the surrendered soldiers. The five thousand soldiers used to persuade the surrendered soldiers were all from the south. The main grain was rice, not flour, so the Great Zheng Army opened up a group of grain rice. This matter was normal in the Great Zhou army. This army was originally from the west to assist Mount Tangtang. The difference in food and drink between the north and the south was obvious. No one would say anything good about it. However, when it came to food with ulterior motives, the taste changed. It turned a meal of rice grains into a small meal.

The grassland people hated the southerners. They had previously said the reason. These five thousand people, as surrendered soldiers, were not welcomed in the first place. In addition, some people had ulterior motives, fanning the flames. The conflict quickly escalated into a riot. However, how could a meal of grain stir up a mutiny? The princes of the army knew that... The true source was actually the extremely tempting authority of the Grand Marshal of the army.

At first, the riot was only instigated by the troublemakers who did not know the truth and led more than a dozen soldiers. They charged in. They were the only ones to reason with the camp that the surrendered soldiers had set up. Due to language barriers, he couldn't understand what the other party said, but he was also excited, so he leveled up to scold. The curse was upgraded again, and it quickly evolved into pushing and pushing against each other. It became harder and harder to deal with them in the future, and the soldiers of the Great Zheng Dynasty rarely suffered any losses. Thus, he flashed his weapon.

The surrendered soldiers did not have weapons, because their mission was only to lure the Southern Army into surrendering. The armor was not given out either. When the weapons of the soldiers lit up, they immediately poked a hornet's nest. The surrendered soldiers were furious when they were rolled in the eyes. How could they tolerate it when they saw the blade? After the two sides started fighting, there were some who drew their weapons against each other, and there were some who tried to take their weapons away with their bare hands. In the chaos, people were injured.

Because there were many surrendered soldiers, the soldiers of Dazheng were clearly at a disadvantage. Everyone ran back to the camp after dying. This group of people returned to the camp because they were afraid that the military order would not dare to cause trouble. They hid in their tents and felt aggrieved. However, they could not bear to see someone cause trouble. They deliberately led the Second Prince to see the wounded. They heard the slanderous words.

He was already unhappy that he did not seize the position of Grand Marshal. When the second prince heard that his own people were beaten up by the surrendered soldiers, he could not tolerate it. He grabbed a long saber and rushed towards the surrendered soldiers' camp with a dozen or so relatives.

Ji Cheng, the new commander, had long received the letter and was in front of the surrendered soldiers' camp to understand the situation. When he saw the second prince charging over aggressively, he was shocked. He stood in front of the camp and blocked the way. "Second brother, what are you doing?"

"Get out of my way." The Second Prince pointed his blade at Ji Cheng. "I am going to kill all these southerners today."

"What a big tone!" Ji Cheng had already investigated the reason for the chaos. Recently, there had been some unusual movements in the army. The spies that had been buried by the princes had also been reported. At this moment, seeing the Second Prince charging over in anger, he knew that he had been bewitched. He did not want to really have a grudge with the Second Prince.

A day ago, during a secret meeting with his master, the two of them talked about how the three armies were unconvinced of the Marshal. The master and disciple had agreed that they had to make a classic example of it. Otherwise, it would be difficult to establish the marshal's prestige. "Second Brother clearly views military orders as nothing?" Helpless, they could only make a move on the Second Prince.

"Bah! You're a coward raised by a southerner. I haven't seen you in real battles, but you're the one playing tricks on me." The long blade in his hand danced with a cold light and stopped at the tip of Ji Cheng's nose. "I don't like you. What do you want?"

Ji Cheng waved his hand and the soldier under the tent brought his horse over. "Then I'll ask Liu to compete with brothers. If I lose, the Grand Marshal will hand one over with both hands." He mounted the horse and took the silver spear. "What if second brother loses?"

He knew that the Twelve Princes' martial arts skills were the worst. The Second Prince's long blade was pointed at the ground, and he shouted in disdain, "I will not lose!"

"If I lose!" Ji Cheng raised his silver spear. "From now on, Second Brother will listen to the orders of the Grand Marshal, and you are not allowed to disobey!" He grabbed the horse with his legs, and the thirty-six spears of the Qi Family pounced on the Second Prince, creating a fierce wind.

The spears and spears of the Qi Family were struck by swords, and the thirty-six spears attacked without any defense. The sharpness of the spears was something that many martial arts techniques could not compare with. Back then, the Qi Family's general had used this set of spear techniques to run amok in the Central Plains, and no one could stop him. He had never met an opponent who had guarded the territory of the Great Zhou's Rong Border. Now, it was a piece of cake for him to deal with the Second Prince of Great Zhou. The final five absolute arts did not even need to be used. Of course, this was talking about the true martial arts of the horse - sword, spear, and archery. It had nothing to do with the Legend of the Sword and Fairy. )

When Qii Liufeng fought alongside Ji Jiang, all the princes were still young. None of them had seen this spear technique before. As arrogant and domineering as the Second Prince, he never thought that the usually gentle and respectful Little Twelve would actually be a fierce tiger out of its cage. The moment he attacked, he was able to shake mountains and shake the earth.

In just seven or eight rounds, Ji Cheng had knocked him over with his spear, and with a lift, he had thrown him off his horse. He was lying on the ground with his hands on his back. "Are you convinced?"

The grassland people were easily convinced. If they were not convinced, they were not convinced. The second prince turned around and got up from the ground. He picked up his long saber and walked over to fight. "Grandfather, I am not convinced..."

Ji Cheng did not lie to him. He turned his horse around and landed on the ground. With a thud, he received the attack. "Then let's do it again." With a gentle push and a push, he stabbed the second prince's face with his spear, which was several inches long.

In a panic, he took a few steps back. The Second Prince did not manage to steady his feet and swung his sword again. In Ji Cheng's eyes, he had completely lost his order.

However, after three moves, Ji Cheng had already sent Second Brother's saber flying. He kicked his chest and said, "Are you convinced?"