fake prince

Chapter 291 Quarrel
Since Su Ziji was tied to Eunuch Zhao, and then switched camps, he had both ways, but it was easy to capsize.

Seeing that the people in the Shanzhai received food and were commanded by the soldiers of Dazheng to garrison, waiting for the order from the superior, Su Ziji went back with the crowd, because there were quite a few people attending the banquet, originally only a few tables were set up in the big tent, Now they have been re-placed in open space.

This is not a delicacy, but it is meat and wine. When Su Ziji approached, amidst the laughter, he saw the wild Taoist pointing out two people to himself.

It was such a coincidence that one was a Baihu under Cui Zhaoquan's command, and the other was a Baihu under Qian Zhidong's. The two Baihus happened to meet together, drinking at the same table, and they both snorted and did not speak.

Ye Daoist came over at this time, Su Ziji said in a low voice, "You arranged this?"

"Hey, a little trick cost some money." Ye Daoist said in a low voice. Originally, it was impossible for the seat to be like this, but a small mistake was allowed, and it only cost ten taels of silver.

Banquets in the army are naturally relatively violent. Many generals started to drink together, and soon the wine became hot, and the voices became noisy, betting, guessing, and making trouble.

"Where is the change that the young master said?" Ye Daoist returned to his original position. In the small banquet outside, there were only six dishes of wine and food, and he didn't mind. After a few glasses of wine, his face turned bloody, just thinking to himself.

Just thinking about it, the accident happened suddenly.

"Pa" The two hundred households didn't know what to say, they bumped into each other when they got up staggeringly, and they suddenly started fighting at the same time.

On the side, there were soldiers who had drunk too much, and they shouted even more.

Originally, this is not a rare thing in the army, they are all soldiers, once the blood is on the top, if you get into a fight, you may not necessarily end up with an enemy when you turn back.

The phrase "don't know each other without typing" should be on it.

Even Qian Zhidong seemed to be aware of it, and after looking at it, he just smiled and didn't care.

"How dare you scold me, I'll kill you!" Who knows, after cursing and hitting a few times, I don't know which sentence angered Qianbu Baihu, who was only drunk at first, but suddenly became furious at this moment.

There was a knife on the side of his hand, he pulled it out with a swish, and stabbed it directly.

"Hmm!" Baihu on the opposite side suddenly felt a pain in his chest, spurted out a mouthful of blood, lowered his head to look at his chest, the knife had already stabbed himself to death.

"You..." Following Qian Bubai's drawing out their knives, the corpse fell to the ground with a plop.

Those who were applauding before were all stunned.

The audience was silent for a while, and it was only after a few moments of silence that someone woke up and shouted: "Killer!"

In the open space of the cottage that was filled with the joy of victory, many people suddenly panicked, knocked off their cups and saucers, and looked around.

"What's the matter, is the cottage turned upside down again?"

"I, I killed, I killed?"

Seeing the dead body fell to the ground, the smell of blood permeated instantly, and the murderous Baihu was stunned, as if he didn't expect that he would actually kill the other party in public in a fit of anger.

It's nothing to kill people, but it's wrong to kill one's own people.

It wasn't until someone yelled that the people around got up and retreated outwards, surrounding the person in the middle, forming an encirclement circle. Facing the panicked and vigilant eyes, Baihu seemed to have regained his senses. He hurriedly looked at the acquaintances in the crowd.

"I, I didn't mean it! It was he who insulted the ancestors first, and he was the one who made trouble first! It's all because of him that I made a move! It has nothing to do with me! It has nothing to do with me!"

"Lao Liu, you know me best, tell me quickly, I didn't mean it!" The panicked Baihu couldn't help but want to grab the people around him and explain the matter.

But he stabbed the deceased just now, and it was really ruthless and accurate. Not to mention the blood all over his body, his face was also splashed, his hands were even more blood red, and he looked very fierce.

Although all the people present had been on the battlefield, and I don’t know how many dead people have seen it, but it is really rare for them to draw their swords and kill their own people because of quarrels in their own camp.

Facing such a person who can attack his colleagues without mercy, no one wants to gamble on the possibility of getting close to him.

Who knows if he knows he's going to die, and drags on a few more before he dies, so that he can fool himself?

"Zhuang Kang, don't move, put down the knife immediately!"

Seeing the comrades who were happily drinking together just now, they all drew their knives and pointed at him at this moment, their faces were ugly, and they scolded them not to move again, or they would be impolite, Zhuang Baihu felt despair.

It's over, it's over, it's dead!
Fighting in the barracks is nothing, but it can hurt people's lives, and it's still the lives of hundreds of households of the same rank, so I'm afraid they can only die with their lives.

Zhuang Baihu looked around in a panic, feeling that the huge military camp was already a cage for trapped animals, and he was a lone animal waiting to be slaughtered.

As soon as this thought surfaced, he couldn't hold back any longer, and a layer of blood gradually appeared in his unclear eyes.

"Quickly report to your lord!" Someone in the crowd turned and ran towards Cui Zhaoquan's big tent.

Unlike Qian Zhidong and the others, Cui Zhaoquan watched Guijiang's incident outside and knew that he had been duped, so he felt unhappy, so he only drank some wine with the village owner, then sat alone, rubbing his brows in a daze.

In the end, after sitting for a long time, I heard the soldiers outside hurriedly report: "My lord! Something is wrong! Qi Baihu was killed!"

"What did you say?" Cui Zhaoquan was stunned.

"Zina was killed? Who killed it? Who dares to kill a hundred households in the Dazheng barracks?" He got up, walked quickly outside the big tent, and asked incredulously.

"My lord, yes, it's a Baihu under Qian Shuai's subordinates... He drank with Qi Baihu, and there was an argument, and the two started fighting. Because they couldn't fight, that Baihu immediately drew his knife and killed Qi Baihu. Hu..." Halfway through the soldiers' words, they saw Master Cui's expression suddenly turned ferocious, and he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to meet his gaze.

Cui Zhaoquan was almost not pissed off by this matter!

"Bastards, a group of Qiu Ba!" Cui Zhaoquan actually didn't expect that someone would instigate something.

It is obvious that they have won a big victory, and they have a celebration banquet, which will cause major events.

Moreover, although Zener is only a member of a hundred households, he is also one of his close relatives, otherwise he would not have brought him with him when he came to the southwest this time.

He also has a little understanding of Jiner's temper, and knows that this person is indeed a little irritable, but in the same way, Zener can start as a small soldier without knowing a single word, and he can still get to his current position, and he can still be trusted by Cui Zhaoquan, all because of his ability and understanding .

Even if such a person can fight with others, he will never fight to the point of death. Obviously, the responsibility for this murder lies with Qian Zhidong's hundred households!

"Sure enough, the general is rebellious, and the soldiers are not tame. I want to see which hundred households are so bold!"

(End of this chapter)