"The Northern Army has stolen the camp, run away!" A scream sounded in the dark night. Tens of thousands of people abandoned their helmets and armor and ran southward like a tide. They were defeated like a mountain. You ran and I ran. Among the chaos, one
He stood there stupidly, forgetting to run with everyone.
This fool's name is Wan Lei. A few seconds ago, he was waiting for his girlfriend to appear under the big tree on campus, and then found a place where no one was around to make love to each other. However, he did not expect that something unexpected happened, and a bright lightning struck his head.
He split three souls out of his body and six souls returned to the west.
After a brief daze, Wan Lei was finally shaken out of his wits by the sound of horse hooves coming from far and near. Seeing the chaos all around, he knew that this was not paradise. As for whether it was hell or not, no matter what, he ran away first. Run out.
After more than ten meters, I realized that I was very stupid and naive. The pursuers behind me were riding tall horses, and I was taking the No. 11 bus. Isn’t this a real-life version of the tortoise and the hare? It would be weird if I could outrun him!
Seeing the menacing pursuers approaching little by little, Wan Lei was so anxious that he suddenly thought of a solution that was not a solution - pretending to be dead! He bent his body and got into a corner.
He looked like he could not be more dead, but his eyes were still looking at the direction of the pursuers with worry, and he kept begging God and praying to Buddha in his heart - don't find me, don't find me.
"Hey, that guy in the golden armor looks very arrogant, can't he be the enemy's general?" Wan Lei's eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought to himself: "If we kill him, maybe we can turn the tide of the battle.
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"Brother Guan, the second brother, took the head of an admiral among thousands of troops like he was searching a bag for something. I also learned from him." When Wan Lei thought of this, he suddenly felt heroic, and then thought that after doing this, he could be promoted to an official position.
As he flourished, his brain became crazily congested.
"Fuck you!"
Wan Lei looked around and found a musket thrown there not far away. He picked it up and saw that the ammunition was all loaded. All he had to do was aim, ignite and fire. It was really a blessing, God help me!
"Aim first, don't panic! I've played anti-terrorism before, but now I'm just playing the real version, it's no big deal." Wan Lei encouraged himself, but he was still a little panicked. After all, the guy in his hand was not an AK47.
, without a front sight, it looks like a fire stick, you can only aim roughly, and you only have one chance to fire.
Seeing the golden-armored general rushing closer and closer, Wan Lei also knew that he could no longer hesitate. If he failed, he would be benevolent, ignite the fire, and launch.
Bang! One shot to the head!
"Your Highness, Your Highness is injured!" A member of the Northern Army exclaimed. At a glance, they saw that the general had fallen off his horse, and his head was covered with red and white blood. They were all dumbfounded.
"The enemy is dead, brothers, kill the enemy and make a contribution!"
With Wan Lei's roar, the soldiers of the Southern Army who were still running for their lives suddenly became confused when they saw the Northern Army. As the saying goes, if you don't take advantage of it, you are a bastard. It was like they were given a shot of chicken blood, and they transformed from sheep to wolves in an instant.
After a sudden change, he swung his sword and charged back towards the Northern Army.
The main generals were all dead, so there was no fighting spirit left in the Northern Army. They dispersed as soon as they charged, and ran away as soon as they dispersed. They performed a complete defeat. However, there were a few people who were a bit loyal and collected the body of the golden-armored general.
He glared angrily at Wan Lei, who was hiding among the thousands of troops and was smiling proudly, and retreated while fighting.
The Northern Army was completely defeated. The Southern Army would miss this great opportunity to kill people and make meritorious deeds. They would pursue them all the way until daybreak and they would not stop until daybreak. They made a lot of gains, and everyone had several heads hanging around their waists. Press
The head-level merit record was enough for them to upgrade several levels in a row, so everyone was smiling.
Wan Lei didn't fight for their heads. He was lying on a broken cart with his legs crossed. He was happily imagining that he was standing on the Golden Palace, and the emperor was arm-in-arm with him: "Wan Aiqing killed the enemy chief with your own hands. You are so successful."
In Sheji, I will designate you as the King of One Side by Side, with a fiefdom of thousands of miles, and a reward of ten thousand taels of gold, so hurry up and use a cart to pull you."
Every time he thinks of this, Wan Lei wakes up with a smile. It seems that his years of anti-terrorism are not in vain. This headshot is really cool. Even the robes next to him look at him a little strange, and even
I don't dare to get close, probably out of envy and jealousy.
"Did you kill His Highness Prince Yan?" A silver-robed young general led a team of troops and rushed to Wan Xiaobing, who was having sex, and asked.
"Yes, it's the little one." Wan Lei was about to say it was me, but then he remembered that his current identity was still a small soldier in ancient times, so it was better to keep a low profile. When he was granted the title of "King of Side by Side", he could show off his authority and do it.
Return home in fine clothes.
Oh, by the way, now that I have traveled through time, I am no longer in my hometown.
"Come here, take him down and chop him down." The young silver-robed general shouted angrily, and several wolf-like soldiers stepped forward to take him.
Wan Lei was dumbfounded. I had just made a great contribution, so even if I didn't get a big reward, I still had to behead him. Is there any justice in this world?! He was picked up by a few wolf-like soldiers, and then he realized
Realizing that he was no longer dreaming, he struggled and shouted: "I have merit and innocence, you can't do this to me."
"With meritorious deeds and without guilt? The Holy One has clearly ordered that His Highness, King Yan, must not be harmed. You blind thing actually beat His Highness King Yan to death, making the Holy One gain the reputation of killing his uncle, and you still claim that you are not guilty? Pull him down and beat him first.
One hundred big boards, and then show your head to the public."
"Bah! There are no eyesight on the battlefield. Either you kill me or I kill you. There is a reason that only others are allowed to kill me but I cannot kill. According to what you said, there is no need to fight this battle. Let's just line up as small soldiers.
Go ahead and stretch your neck so that they can chop you." Not only did he want to behead his head, but he also had to suffer the consequences. Wan Lei was even more dissatisfied and started to curse.
There were many sergeants watching nearby. After hearing what Wan Lei said, they suddenly became very angry and started making noises.
"This little brother is right. We all risk our lives on the battlefield. How many of our brothers died unjustly at the hands of King Yan for the sake of a false reputation? If the little brother hadn't killed him,
I don’t know how many people will die at the hands of the rebels in the future. Could it be that King Yan’s life is life and our life is grass?!” A veteran was filled with resentment.
"Zhao Juntou is right, our lives are not grass, and we are not meant to be chopped down and killed indiscriminately."
"The emperor is foolish and ignorant. Brothers, let's not sacrifice our lives for him, lest we end up like that little brother who wanted to be beheaded despite his merits."
"That is, if you do not reward your merits but must be beheaded, is there any natural reason? If I had known this, I would have surrendered the Northern Army."
There was a noise from the soldiers below, and there was a strong possibility of mutiny. The silver-robed young man was a little scared, and the officers behind him said: "General Li, this person is of great importance, it is better to put him in prison and return him to the capital at night to be dealt with by the court."
"Lock him up and take him back to the capital overnight."
Being imprisoned, Wan Lei was so regretful that his intestines were blue. When this man got unlucky, he could feel his teeth filling up even if he drank cold water. He couldn't figure it out even if he thought about it: he had obviously made great contributions, but instead he became a
Imperial convict, what kind of world is this? I dare not dream about being crowned king now. If I don't get my head sealed, I will burn high incense.
If I had known this, I would have surrendered to the Northern Army at that time. With the marksmanship I have learned over many years of anti-terrorism, I am not afraid of not being reused. This is really a wrong step! Wan Lei also knows that regret is useless, so he can only curl up in the prison car, desperate
He looked at the escort team composed of dozens of strong men around the prison car. It seemed that there was no way to escape. Let's just leave it to fate.
The successful news of defeating the Northern Army and killing King Yan soon spread back to the capital. In the Jinluan Hall, Emperor Jianwen was furious.
"Didn't I tell you not to hurt the emperor's uncle? Why didn't the soldiers obey the order?"
"Your Majesty, calm down. There are no eyes for swords and guns on the battlefield. No wonder the soldiers. General Li has written a letter to plead guilty, and has sent people to transport the principal culprit back to the capital to await your Majesty's fate." Qi Tai, Minister of War, hurriedly came out.
"What else can I say? The thief is so tired that His Majesty has earned the reputation of killing his uncle. No matter how many times he dies, he will not be able to atone for his crime. I ask the Holy One to issue an edict that the thief be executed in Lingchi and be punished according to the canon." A Hanlin bachelor came out.
Listed.
"Holy Majesty, this is absolutely impossible. The crime of killing the prince by hand is unforgivable, but his move turned the tide and turned our army from defeat to victory. For meritorious service, we will not reward but punish. I am afraid that the soldiers on the front line will not accept it, and the people of the world will also not accept it." 1
An old minister came out.
"Master Fang is talking about the bad reputation of killing uncle..." Emperor Jianwen still looked angry.
"He has merits and demerits, and the merits and demerits cannot be balanced. He will be punished with a hundred sticks and exiled to Liaodong." Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment suggested.
"The thief killed the prince by mistake, and the punishment of being banished with a stick was too light. I thought that he should be executed on the spot as a warning to others," said the Hanlin scholar.
"Master Jie keeps saying that he wants to kill people. Is it possible that he wants to avenge the Yan thieves?" A top-ranking duke from the military generals queue came out and said sternly: "The Yan thieves raised their troops to rebel. The crime is unpardonable and everyone can kill him. That person is human.
The world has done a great service to the country by eliminating this traitor and deserves a heavy reward. How can we inflict additional crimes on him?"
"Mr. Xu, please don't slander others. A humble minister is loyal to the court, and the sun will tell." The little Hanlin was anxious.
"Okay, don't argue. Master Fang issued an edict on my behalf, stating that the death of the emperor's uncle was not my intention and was the result of random actions by the rebels. In addition, the Ministry of Punishment sentenced the man to a hundred punishments with a cane and exiled him to Liaodong."
"The war situation is still undecided. If we punish that man, I'm afraid it will chill the hearts of the soldiers on the front line. I hope your Majesty will think twice. I believe that we should increase the reward to strengthen the morale of the troops." The Duke said again.
"What Mr. Xu said is absolutely true, and I agree with it." A group of generals came out to agree.
Naturally, Wan Lei didn't know about the court meeting that decided his fate. He had already been imprisoned in prison, waiting for the verdict of his fate. On the way south to Nanjing, he had already figured out that it was Jianwen II of the Ming Dynasty at this time.
In the autumn of that year, the guy whose head he shot was none other than King Zhu Di of Yan.
Wan Lei felt a great sense of accomplishment after killing a prince with one shot. He was also lucky enough to "stay" in the highest level prison in the Ming Dynasty - Zhao Prison. This was considered a small achievement, but he didn't know if he would get out alive.
No matter what, if my head falls off, it will only have a scar as big as a bowl. Anyway, I have already died once. At worst, if I start over again, I will be a good man again after eighteen years...
Just as Wan Lei was thinking wildly, several jailers opened the cell door, brought him an official document, and told him that he could be released from prison and that he would immediately go to Changping Station of Shuntian Prefecture to take up the post of Prime Minister.
His life was saved and he became a minor official. Wan Lei secretly rejoiced and plucked up the courage to ask: "What grade of official is Yi Cheng?"
The jailer burst into laughter and said: "No quality, not in the mainstream."
"Not in the stream?" Wan Lei didn't understand what this meant.
"If you haven't joined the stream, you haven't joined the stream. You killed Prince Yan by mistake. If you can save your life, you should burn incense and worship Buddha. You still want to be an official? Get out of here and don't be an eyesore."