Journey to the West begins with a full-level Tang monk

Chapter 1482 To kneel or not to kneel?
"What? That's your eldest prince!"

At this time, Zhao Erhu on the roof suddenly shouted.

"Eldest Prince, why is it you? Why didn't you say that you are the First Prince? The Third Prince said, don't hurt the First Prince, why are you pretending to be an ordinary sergeant!"

"You said how unjust you died!"

Zhao Erhu's performance was clumsy, but he still spoke out what Tang Seng taught him.

In fact, Tang Seng didn't want him to act so similarly. This kind of trick can't be hidden from others, and what he wanted was just an attitude.

It is an opportunity to clarify for the third prince. After all, in the future, someone will clarify this matter to the third prince.

He just planted such a foreshadowing first.

When Zhao Erhu yelled so much on the roof, the eldest princes in front of the government office couldn't help being stunned, and then looked at the more than 100 people on the roof with different expressions.

Behind, there were still people coming from all directions, and these people definitely didn't know about the First Prince.

They ran very fast, even if they were walking, even if they were out of breath from exhaustion, they were still running fast, as if they were afraid that they would come back late and be questioned by the First Prince.

However, the people in front stopped there, and the hundred-man team on the roof was exactly what they wanted to hunt down.

This weird scene made those who came later expressed some incomprehension.

What is going on?

The people who arrived afterwards couldn't help drawing big question marks one after another in their hearts.

At this time, Zhao Erhu on the roof just solved the question marks in those people's hearts.

He said loudly again: "Since the eldest prince is dead and your master is gone, you soldiers should also consider your own options."

"In the final analysis, you are serving as soldiers for the Great Xia Kingdom, not for the First Prince. It's just that you have been assigned to the First Prince's camp. If you can turn your back on the dark and turn to the bright, repent and reform, you still have a bright future. If you insist on going your own way , if you want to die for the eldest prince, then you have only one way of thinking!"

"Should we abandon the darkness and turn to the light, repent and start a new life, or die for the eldest prince, and go your own way to death. I will give you ten breaths of time to think about it."

"After ten breaths, you can make a choice. If you abandon the darkness and turn to the light, you can lay down your weapons and kneel on the ground. If you still want to be buried for the eldest prince, then wait to die!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Erhu said to the little brother from Qingchuanying who was born as a little beggar next to him, "Start counting!"

At this time, the little beggar looked confused, thinking, I am a beggar who has never read Mr., how can I count!
However, the captain had already said it, and he had to carry it out.

"one……"

"one……"

"one……"

The little beggar also has his own method, the ten breaths coincide with the number of his ten fingers.

He doesn't know how to check "two", so he simply checks ten "ones", and ten "ones" add up to exactly ten breaths.

Every time a "one" is found, he pops out a finger, and waits until all ten fingers are popped out, which happens to be ten breaths.

"The ten breaths are here, it's time for you to make a decision!"

When the little beggar stretched out all ten fingers, he looked at the officers and soldiers below with piercing eyes.

No one moved!

The audience was silent, and nearly [-] officers and soldiers just stood there quietly looking at Zhao Erhu, with a little daze in their eyes.

There are also people around the observers, looking to see if anyone is kneeling.

but!
Zhao Erhu slowly drew out the knife at his waist, and slowly lifted it into the air.

The hundred brothers beside him followed his movements and drew their knives from their waists.

But at this moment, a whirlwind suddenly appeared out of thin air, getting bigger and bigger, and swept away from the front of the government yamen towards the brigade.

The whirlwind was extremely strong, as if it contained terrifying power, it rushed into the team, and the impact area gradually expanded.

All of a sudden, there was chaos in the ranks, and the officers and soldiers who were standing quietly were knocked upside down by the impact and rolled into a ball on the ground.

Even the officers and soldiers sitting on horseback were all blown down and ravaged by the whirlwind.

"Hahaha……"

On the house, Zhao Erhu laughed loudly: "Look, God's will... What is God's will? God made you kneel down. Don't you kneel? If so, if you don't kneel, then you are against the sky Alright, I'm looking for death!"

Zhao Erhu's voice was very loud, and it was heard far away in the whirlwind of terror.

The whirlwind seemed to have a spirituality. It blew over and over in the army, and then slowly dissipated, disappearing into nothingness, and there was no trace of it.

At this time, on the street in front of the government office, all the officers and soldiers had been blown to the ground, and no one was standing anymore.

"Very good, this is your wise choice, the current kneeling posture is not standard enough, kneel properly!"

Zhao Erhu continued.

"I won't kneel!"

On the street, an officer and soldier stood up slowly from among the officers and soldiers lying on the ground, stared at Zhao Erhu and shouted hysterically.

"I want to avenge the First Prince!"

While shouting, he picked up a bow, drew out an arrow, and aimed at Zhao Erhu on the house.

Zhao Erhu sneered, stretched out his hand, and a brother handed him a long gun.

Zhao Erhu clasped his five fingers, then swung his arm, and the long spear came out of his hand, and a black shadow pierced the man's chest straightly.

But the bow in his hand had just been fully drawn, and with a gesture, he lay down backwards, but the arrow flew into the sky when he let go.

"Who else?"

"Who else?"

On the house, Zhao Erhu jumped to the street, shouting and asking again and again.

"Kneel honestly, kneel decently, if you are not up to standard, you are not sincere!"

As he spoke, the knife in his hand was already on the neck of a sergeant who had fallen to the ground.

Na Jun Shui was startled, he hurriedly dodged to the side, and knelt down.

"Who else?"

"Who else?"

The rest of the brothers also entered the enemy camp on foot just like Zhao Erhu.

At this moment, a Jun Shui who was lying on the ground suddenly rose up with joy, and stabbed a brother from Qingchuanying in front of him with his hand.

It was originally a sneak attack, and it was a sudden attack when it was caught off guard. The person in front should have no chance of surviving.

Of course, this is what the raider had in mind.

However, this is not the case.

When a knife stabbed at the back of the man's heart, the man seemed to have eyes behind his back, and when he turned around suddenly, a knife light suddenly came out.

The attacker's knife unexpectedly missed, but there was a blood slit in his throat, and then the blood gushed out wildly, spraying all kinds of blood into the sky, and the man also fell to the ground slowly.

"Any more?"

This scene made Zhao Erhu's face darken, he looked around at the many officers and soldiers around him, and said loudly.

"Qingchuan Camp Ding Squad listens to the order. After three breaths, if there are still some people who don't kneel, they will be killed on the spot. Everyone will not kneel, and they will all be killed!"

(End of this chapter)