It was a long time to say that, then it was soon... When the news that Jia Huan led his troops back to the house ignited the emotions of the entire Jia family, when the female members of the Jia family in Rongxi Hall burst out with great joy after learning that they were rescued, in fact, the hour hand just walked forward a little bit.

Jia Huan did not immediately meet his beautiful wife, beauty, and sisters, enjoy the joy and joy. Instead, he handled the affairs of the Jia family outside the Xiangnan Hall. After a battle, the young and strong people in the Jia family suffered heavy casualties. The injured, dead, and surviving all needed to be resettled.

Jia Huan's face was as quiet as water, and there was no joy. This made the people of the Jia family who gradually calmed down from the joy of being rescued understand: It is not enough to be happy at will. When celebrating, Marquis of Ruyang and his riots were still entrenched in the Jia family.

Blood feud has not been repaid!

Who is the reason for the Jia family's storm today? The direct person responsible is Ruyang Hou. The fundamental reason lies in Prince Ning Pu.

The emotions contained in Jia Huan's heart: they were happy when they mobilized the success of the Beijing camp. When they learned that Sister Bao, Sister Lin and the others were safe, they breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, they were angry, as if there was thunder in their hearts.

His anger was not because of the fact that Ruyang Hou killed many young and strong people in the Jia family. Although he was angry with blood and sacrifice, it was not what made him angry the most. The anger in his heart was that he almost lost the person he cared about the most and cherished the most. He had just taken a step later, Sister Bao, Sister Lin, and the third sister Tanchun would die!

People have reverse scales! People have things they care about! How can they not be angry? Those who cannot protect their wives, beauty, or relatives will be in vain for men! Men should kill people, and they will not teach men to wrap their bodies around their women's hearts.

The battle in Rongguo Mansion continued. In the north street of Rongguo Mansion, the cavalry surrounding the Jingying drove away the rebels of Ruyang Hou on the North Street and killed them. Then, the infantry broke into Wangyueju and Lixiang Courtyard, fighting hand-to-hand combat.

When the battle on Rongguo Mansion North Street began, Jia Mansion and the south hall were also preparing to start the attack. Xie Jing found a manager from Rongguo Mansion, asked about the terrain, and then went to the ladder to see it. He called his subordinates to arrange it, "Let's start!"

The Beijing camp then began to attack. The bows and arrows were suppressed at a high place, and the sword and shield hands rushed forward. The muskets took turns shooting after the shield formation, firing one round of muskets, retreating, and then the second row of muskets stepped forward. The shield formation moved forward. The three-dimensional attack was like mercury pouring out of the corridor in the middle of the Jia Mansion.

Both sides were stalemate at the corner gate. The sound of bowstrings, muskets, shouts of killing, and screams kept ringing.

Going out to the flat ground outside the hall, Jia Huan gathered the last force of the Jia Mansion. About 30 people, Jia Huan stood on the steps and his eyes gathered. Jia Huan looked at his faces that gritted teeth and were happy, and said, "Zhao Yu, the Marquis of Ruyang, followed the prince to rebel and led his troops into our Jia Mansion. He killed your brothers, relatives, and friends. He bleed into a river and the whole mansion was covered in mourning. The way of heaven was easy to return, and every man would avenge him! Now the Beijing camp is massacring these beasts. Kill me. If you have revenge, you will repay your blood debts!"

Jia Huan carried his musket and walked out with great strides. Huang General Banner, Zhang Sishui and others hurriedly surrounded Jia Huan, protected him, and rushed to the east to cross the corner gate of the courtyard. Outside the corner gate, more than ten meters away was the back door of Wangyueju.

"Blood debt and blood repayment!" The young and strong people on the flat ground roared, held up their long swords, followed Jia Huan and his group, followed the Beijing camp, and slaughtered the dogs falling into the water.

The young and strong man in the Jia family was defeated by the riots of Ruyang Hou. However, it was still possible to beat the dogs in the water.

He Yijian, the second son of Grand Secretary He, was not interested in fighting. He was a scholar. Originally, he was quite dissatisfied with Jia Huan's "fooling" his father to "do his death". At this time, looking at Jia Huan's back, he had a little more appreciation. No wonder his father valued Jia Huan, they did have some characteristics that were similar.

Jia Rong, Jia Lian, Jia Qiang, Jia Yun and others were watching Jia Huan go out with their men. The core staff was naturally the Huai Shang man brought back from Yangzhou by Jia Huan. With Huang Zhengqi, there were only six people left.

Jia Rong smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Huan, why bother?" The Beijing camp suppressed the rebellion and cleared out the rebellion of Ruyang Hou. Why take this risk? What if there is a good person at the end, what should the Jia family do?

Jia Lian also nodded.

Jia Qiang and Jia Yun had some insights. Uncle Huan is different from them! For Uncle Huan, someone else put the knife on his neck and stabbed it in the stomach. He had to resist, not compromise, and return it. He had to go back with teeth and blood!

…

War is an art, violence is an aesthetic.

At the corner of the east crossing the courtyard, there were corpses and wounded everywhere. The wounded in the Beijing camp soon became servants from the Jia family to transport them away and settle them.

A wailing rant army was crawling on the dead grass, with its intestines exposed and blood stained. "Wow", blood was speared out, and a spear penetrated into the renjun's throat, ending his life.

On the road, broken limbs, broken arms, blood stains, and mixtures of various colors can be seen everywhere.

Outside the corner gate, in this small radius, hand-to-hand combat is in full swing. Catching each other is fighting fiercely. In the open space, in the grass, on the road, on the corridor, and at the door.

In the corridor, a soldier from the Beijing camp was facing a thief with a knife. When the bandit's short axe was about to pass his neck, he took the lead and slashed the scattered soldiers' neck with a knife. The bloody rain blew and killed him, spitting his face.

The soldiers were churning out with blood mist, and most of their necks were broken, with only some flesh and blood connected. At this time, a soldier behind the corridor hit the waist of the soldiers in the Beijing camp with a hammer. There was a huge blow, and the sound of brittle cracks in the bones. The soldiers seemed to be unable to survive.

The soldiers laughed wildly with the bronze hammer, and suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly. "Bang!", a huge blood hole was blasted out of his body, and the bones were visible. Jia Huan lowered the muzzle expressionlessly and reloaded the medicine.

Men should kill people, but they will be merciless.

The appearance of the muskets made the riots here fight towards Jia Huan in unison. The existence of the muskets can't be prevented by sneak attacks during hand-to-hand combat. The main force of the Beijing camp has entered Wangyue and chased Ruyang Hou.

"Swoosh!" Chen Yejun took action, and a sharp arrow quickly penetrated the throat of a rushing rioter. He was the guard in front of the palace, not as powerful as the guard in front of the imperial guards, but he was skilled in bows and horses. Under the protection of the Jia family lineup, the arrows were fired without any ease.

"Swoosh!Swoosh!", several people were killed in succession.

happy!

Suddenly, the two thieves rushed over, wearing armor. Mr. Huang held the sabre and strode out. At this time, he changed into the iron armor of the dead soldiers in the Beijing camp and raised his hand to block the long swords of the rioters. The clanging sound of gold and iron attacks, sparks flew everywhere.

Mr. Huang was extremely brave and slashed his sword and looked forward to see him. He poked the waist of the soldiers on the right, and the sword entered the **. The soldiers immediately screamed, heart-wrenchingly. A large mouthful of blood was vomited out from his mouth.

Mr. Huang drew his sword and turned his body, slashed a cold light, and slashed the bandits on the left side. The huge force drew them and then rushed up with another knife. As a result, the bandits.

Exciting and refreshing.

Violence is an aesthetic. Hand-to-hand combat, cruel, bloody, and full of the courage and bloodiness of a man.

kill!

After Jia Huan, Chen Yejun, Huang Zongqi and other new forces joined, the situation inside the Jiaomen was one-sided, and the dozen or so bandits who were fighting stubbornly were quickly wiped out.

At this time, in the backyard where Wang Yue was dead, there was a sound of muskets and Xie Jing's roar, "Zhao Yu, labor and capital are fucked by you. The musketman is giving labor and capital." The inside is attacking the tough guy. Xie Jing was knocked out by Zhao Yu.

However, Ruyang Hou's situation was not good. He was at Jia Huan's residence at this time, under a corridor in the backyard of Wangyue, and there was no longer the clouds and winds that came into Jia's mansion, and his face was gloomy. There were screams everywhere. Arrows were like rain!

He had reached the end of his journey. This result was not beyond his expectations. When he heard that the prince and the Marquis of Xiangyang did not mobilize the Beijing camp with the imperial edict, he knew that there would be such a day. However, he did not expect that it would come so quickly. He had not had time to destroy the Jia Mansion.

He is unwilling to give up!

At this time, a personal soldier could not withstand the rain of arrows outside and came over and knelt down and said, "Marty, let's surrender!"

"Fuck!" Ruyang Hou took out his short gun and killed his personal soldiers with one shot. Rebellion is a serious crime and he wants to kill the nine clans. Moreover, he led his troops to destroy the royal palace (Prince Teng). Can the emperor spare him? Don't even think about it.

Dead here, he still has a sense of freedom. He cares about the name behind him.

…

When Jia Huan arrived with everyone from the Jia family, Wangyueju’s backyard was in a mess, and corpses of various shapes were hidden.

Xie Jing and his men surrounded Zhao Yu, the Marquis of Ruyang, in the corridor. He was persuading him to surrender. A dead Marquis of Ruyang and a living Marquis of Ruyang, have different contributions to Xie Jing.

Zhao Yu was wearing a red official robe, leaning against the pillars in the corridor, holding a horizontal knife to his neck, and sneered: "Xie Jing, you are also a noble descendant. The generals have the pride of the generals. Don't think about it. Give me a pleasure!"

He had always thought about bringing the big mansion of Rongguo Mansion to the Ruyang Marquis Mansion. Unexpectedly, he had to die here without fulfilling his wish. He also died at Jia Huan's house, which he was very unhappy. It was ironic!

"good!"

Xie Jing was stunned. He didn't say anything. When he turned around, he saw Jia Huan coming with his hands, holding an exquisite short gun in his hand. After thinking about it, he still did not stop Jia Huan. Jia Huan was the younger brother of Concubine Jia. Most of his contribution was to save Concubine Jia's family.

Zhao Yu was a little surprised and his expression was a little confused. Anyone who agreed to his opponent happily would do this.

"I will fulfill you." Jia Huan said only this sentence, flattened the musket in his hand, and shot Zhao Yu's belly in Ruyang Hou. It was clean and neat! He never liked nonsense. Too much nonsense is a common problem for villains in all novels. Then, he turned the tables on people. He refused to do this.

"Bang!"

The sound of the musket, and the white smoke floated out. It was accompanied by the screams of Ruyang Hou. It was heart-wrenching and extremely shrill!

As we all know, the lead bullet is relatively soft. After hitting the human body, it often releases all kinetic energy, causing the human body tissue to appear in a trumpet-shaped cavity, causing the opponent to suffer a thousand damage and pain. Ruyang Hou rolled on the ground and howled.

I'll let you show off.

Jia Huan's face was calm and his heart was as angry as thunder. At this moment, he finally released it completely like a mountain torrent. What would happen if Rongxi Hall was broken, Sister Bao, Sister Lin, and Sister Third Sister?

When he thought of that scene, his heart felt as thick as dark clouds, and he could not circulate. It made him unhappy, joyful, and depression. His life was afraid of a moment of peace. Until this moment, he personally killed Zhao Yu, the Marquis of Ruyang. The clouds slowly dissipated.

Since last night, Jia Huan came out of his home, deployed the defense of the Jia family, and struggled to survive the attack of the riots. Then, he made a decision alone to leave the mansion to ask for a meeting with Grand Secretary He and persuade him. Then he persuaded the Jing camp and sent troops to quell the rebellion. The moment of the shocking moment when he returned to the mansion, he said the hardships along the way, how could he feel it?

With great pain and depression, Jia Huan had not had time to experience the joy of going through the disaster, and the feeling of fatigue surged up. He had no rest until today last night. This series of events was extremely exhausting, physical strength, and mental strength.

At this time, Jia Huan could no longer withstand. His strong will was relieved, and the Jia family was no longer in danger. He no longer suppressed his body's feelings. The feeling of dizziness and spiral came. The musket in Jia Huan's hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

"Third Master."

"Brother Jia."

"Ziyu."
Chapter completed!