The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 305: Night Slaughter, Mozhe Tubai

Chapter 305: Night Slaughter, Mozhe Tubai

The light of the torch cast Ying Chengjiao's small figure on the low steps in front of the Bai family's door.

Ying Chengjiao raised his head slightly and looked up. His phoenix eyes, which were very similar to his mother's, reflected the gate of the first-class family in Qin State.

The Bai family residence is the most typical traditional Qin Dynasty building.

The thick outer wall of the mansion was a high rammed earth wall. Ying Chengjiao, who had seen all kinds of buildings in his previous life, did not find it gorgeous but simple.

This is due to the national style of the Qin State.

It emphasizes practicality and military, and despises splendor and luxury.

All the large buildings in the Qin State pursued magnificence, but this magnificence was different from that of other countries.

The magnificence of other countries makes one marvel at their beauty, while the magnificence of Qin makes one feel awe and fear.

Without magnificence, there is no majesty. This is the majesty that the Qin State pursued.

In the night, the Bai family’s buildings appear even larger and more majestic than during the day.

Ying Chengjiao was silent for a moment, his little face looking expressionless in the firelight.

The firelight was limited, and could only draw a yellow halo within three steps of Ying Chengjiao in the darkness.

There are seven people standing within these three steps.

Three steps away is the ink-stained night, and no one knows how much ink is in that seemingly endless night.

The patrolling guards have just left this street, and there will be no more patrollers here for at least half an hour.

"Brother Yan." Ying Chengjiao turned around and fixed his gaze on Prince Yan, who was the youngest and most handsome among the seven.

Prince Dan of Yan, dressed in gorgeous black clothes, twitched the corners of his mouth, and the struggle in his heart melted away under the gaze of Master Chengjiao.

He still had other options, but the State of Yan had no other options.

He is the crown prince of Yan State, and he has the responsibility and obligation to lead Yan State.

"My lord, please don't forget your promise." Prince Dan of Yan said softly.

He climbed the stairs, walked from the edge of the aperture to the center, then walked to the edge of the aperture, walked out of the aperture and plunged into the darkness.

He stood in front of the Bai family's gate, grabbed the brass door knocker in its mouth, and slammed it hard on the door, so resolutely.

This is the condition for Chang'an Jun to help him.

No, it’s not a condition, it’s a proof that Prince Dan of Yan is a moral man.

Dang~!

The Bai family’s front door was also made of copper. The already loud sound of metal collision became even more obvious in the silent night, and could be heard from far away.

The copper bell under the eaves kept ringing "ring, ring, ring" in a rapid manner, perhaps due to the vibration of sound waves or the blowing of the night wind.

Prince Dan of Yan grasped the door knocker and knocked repeatedly, leaving an afterimage of his hand.

Ding ding ding~!

Ring ring ring~!

Ding ding ding~!

Ring ring ring~!

The night is dark and the winter night is cold. The rapid sound of metal and stone not only fails to pierce the darkness and dispel the cold, but instead adds a touch of tension to the atmosphere.

Prince Dan of Yan's breathing became hotter and hotter, and two streams of white air spewed out of his nose like long dragons emerging from the sea, crashing into the cold bronze door again and again, leaving traces of moisture.

"Stop knocking!" Before the door opened, an impatient shout came from inside.

Hearing the sound, Prince Dan of Yan gripped the door knocker tightly and stopped knocking. His fingers turned white from being squeezed and the backs of his hands turned red from being frozen.

The “Dangdangdang” is gone, but the “Ringlingling” is still there.

Perhaps the wind was stronger, the bronze bell rang more rapidly, the bell tongue hit the bell wall frantically, and the sounds connected together to become a "bell"!
"Keep knocking! It's the middle of the night, are you in a hurry to die?" The doorman's voice came closer and closer, and he was very angry.

Judging from the sound, he was walking neither fast nor slow.

Prince Dan of Yan stopped trying to snatch the door ring from Taotie's mouth. He took a step back and grasped the hilt of the long sword at his waist with his five fingers, covering the gold, silver and purple gems inlaid on the hilt.

This is the sword he brought from the State of Yan. Its name is Sanyao, which means the three lights of the sun, the moon and the stars.

The sword is a sharp weapon, and every sharp weapon has two halberds.

One is that the caster opens the light, and the other is to open it by drinking blood.

The Three Yaos, named after the three lights of the sun, moon and stars, have not yet been consecrated a second time.

This sword, even its scabbard, is inlaid with gold and silver threads to outline patterns of tigers, leopards, bears and wolves. It is considered the most magnificent sword of Yan State craftsmanship. It is not used to kill enemies on the battlefield, but to highlight the noble status of its owner.

Its symbolic significance far outweighs its practical value.

Rather than saying that Sanyao means sharp weapons, it would be more appropriate to change the pronunciation of the word "li" to "ritual vessel".

"Are those reckless men blind? There are still people on the street during curfew!" The doorman's curses were close at hand, separated only by a bronze door: "Who is outside? It's a human or a ghost!"

"It's a human." Prince Dan of Yan answered calmly, his breathing slowed down, and the white air from his nose transformed from a long dragon into two small snakes.

The hand holding the hilt of the sword looked even whiter on this cold winter day.

The sound so close to them made the copper bells under the eaves, which were already ringing rapidly, ring even more violently.

The bronze door was slightly ajar, and the doorman's impatient head popped out from the door, showing no sign of being wary of outsiders during curfew.

He was guarding the gate of the Bai family, one of the three great Qin nobles.

The King of Qin has changed several clans, but the Bai family is still the Bai family. Who dares to come here and cause trouble?
"Who are you?"

Prince Dan of Yan moved.

In the night, a sword shadow rose from bottom to top. It couldn't break through the pitch-black ink, but it could cut the doorman's throat.

The ritual object turns into a sharp weapon.

Three stars and two consecrations.

The strong blood pressure forced the blood from his neck to spurt three feet into the sky, and some of it splashed onto the copper bell on the eaves.

When there is external impact, the ringing sound becomes more urgent and louder.

Under the cover of darkness, the golden brass bell turned into a bright red blood bell.

Prince Dan of Yan pushed open the brass door with his left hand, which was not holding the sword, and walked in with a graceful manner, sword in hand.

From this moment on, he had no other choice.

Fortunately, the person who made the promise to him was the most famous and virtuous young man in the world today - Lord Chang'an.

Prince Dan of Yan believed that Chang'an Jun would keep his promise and let him return to Yan.

His country was being attacked by the State of Zhao, and three of his cities had been captured by Li Mu.

He was anxious for Yan to return, anxious to death.

So, Zhao Yi didn't come, but he did.

Ying Chengjiao followed closely behind the Bai family gate opened by Prince Dan of Yan, and Mozhe followed closely behind Yingzi in the inky night.

Soon, silence returned to the front door of the Bai family.

The door was closed, the bell was silent, and everything was the same as before.

Under the eaves, the sound of dripping blood is heard from the copper bell.

The main buildings of the Bai family are distributed along the central axis, with the hall in front and the bedroom in the back, and the functional areas such as the gate, courtyard, hall and bedroom are clearly divided.

This is a house with seven courtyards, connected by corridors, forming a deep enclosed space.

The beams and columns of each room are painted mainly in black and red, decorated with Kuilong patterns, geometric patterns, etc. The doors and railings are all fine wood carvings.

The roof is covered with tiles, the interior is paved with patterned square bricks, and there are ceramic drainage pipes in the courtyard.

Winding water flows and there are jagged rocks.

Pavilions, towers, talented men and beautiful women.

If it were daytime, this would be a magnificent painting that no matter how skilled a painter is, he would not be able to depict.

But it is not the case at night.

It seemed as if a water ghost would emerge from the dark pond at any time. The willow branches hanging by the pond were like the deadly arms of a mountain spirit. The bizarre rockery emitted terrifying ghostly cries from time to time.

The ghosts kept screaming and the people kept shouting.

"Who are you?" "Where did this thief come from?"

"Be bold!"

"How dare you, Zhu Zi!"

"..."

After the first few scoldings, all that remained was endless crying and screaming.

After entering the Bai family, the Mohists divided into groups of three or five, cooperated with each other, and started killing.

They cooperated well, and their coordination in killing and covering up was even better than that of the soldiers.

Mohism is the only school among all schools of thought that has real armed force.

When the philosophers were still expounding on the principles of governing a country and trying to get the princes to believe in their teachings to govern the world, Mozi had already led his disciples to meet the powerful princes and told them in person that if they dared to attack, he would join the war.

I don't understand the logic. Mohism also involves the use of force. Isn't mediation by force not mediation?
Sharp swords, small crossbows, and short axes... the Mohists harvested lives with their homemade weapons.

The Chu Mohism led by Deng Lingxue was the most martial of the three Mohists and pioneered the chivalrous culture.

They like to be chivalrous, meddle in other people's affairs, and do good things without seeking fame.

They killed without mercy because what they were doing was morally right.

Deng Lingxue told Chu Mo a day ago how the Bai family oppressed the people, seized good farmland, raped people's wives and daughters, and how the people whose families were destroyed had to kowtow in gratitude and thank the adults.

They did not suspect that the tycoon was deceiving them.

In Mohism, apart from the almighty Heaven and the Holy Son of Heaven who acts on behalf of Heaven, Ju Zi is the unquestionable absolute leader.

Their boss certainly didn't lie to them.

The Bai family is indeed like this...which noble family is not like this?
Chu Mo killed with great pleasure and without any psychological burden.

These evil people who oppress others should die and be punished.

Many of them would shout viciously when faced with beggars begging for mercy:
"When you do evil things, you know that this is the retribution!"

Compared with Chu Mo, Qin Mo is much more low-key.

They ignored everything, didn't shout or cry out, and didn't even make a sound.

There was not much fluctuation in their eyes, they only wanted to kill people in the most efficient way possible, slitting their throats and causing them to feel pain.

When faced with a member of the Bai family kneeling at his feet and begging for mercy, he would seize the opportunity to wipe their neck and quickly walk away.

Qin Mo's philosophy is that if the world is unified and there is no war, the people will suffer much less.

Qin Mo, who defected to the Qin State, did not kill as many people as the chivalrous Chu Mo.

However, the number of people who died under the Qin weapons that Qin Mo had modified and improved was more than a hundred times the number killed by Chu Mo!
When it comes to actually killing people, Qin Mo is more efficient than Chu Mo with his self-developed killing weapon specifically for killing.

They did not need pre-war mobilization.

Those who were in the workshop knew what these nobles were like much better than Chu Mo.

Qin Mo, who came from the same school of Mohism as Chu Mo, was different from Chu Mo in his actions, but there was not much difference between the two in their ideas.

The blood did not spatter their clothes, and the bodies did not lie at their feet.

Long before that, they were already looking for their next target.

The Bai family was not without defense capabilities. All the servants, retainers, and guards came out to fight a desperate battle with this group of unknown thieves.

The sharp sword split the silver moon, and the big knife cut the night wind.

There are many strong players, but they are all like short-lived flowers, appearing only briefly.

Ever since the State of Jin was divided among Zhao, Han and Wei, all the princes of various countries have strictly controlled the families under their command and did not allow the emergence of too powerful individual armed forces.

If a prince has a subordinate who has a powerful private army.

No need to doubt.

It’s not that the princes were not wary of it, but that they were unable to curb its development.

The Qin State did particularly well in this regard.

No matter whether they were old Qin nobles or outsiders, they could not own a private army that could be considered a powerful force in Xianyang.

Most of the retainers recruited by the Bai family from the outside world are indeed very skilled, and there are many extraordinary people among them.

However, facing the Mohists who were more disciplined than the army, he could force them to retreat temporarily with his courage and blood. At most, he could not fight for more than ten rounds, and if he did not escape, he would die.

Faced with a situation in which they were sure to die, most of the retainers employed by the Bai family fled, and only a few fought to the death.

It's just a way to make a living, why do you want to risk your life?
Seven courtyards.

The Mohists were unstoppable and killed their way through courtyards one after another.

The only ones who could survive Mohist's sword were his followers with great martial arts skills and children.

Killing is to save others because the person is guilty.

The Mohists will not kill the innocent children.

Some of the Bai family children whose parents and uncles had died just cried and made a fuss, while others knew to run away quickly.

None of them could escape.

The Bai family has retainers, and Ying Chengjiao also has retainers, and quite a few of them.

The four princes of the Warring States Period were all good at nurturing scholars, and Chang'an Jun, who was more famous than the four princes of the Warring States Period, was even better at nurturing scholars.

His followers blocked the doors of the Bai family and refused to let anyone escape.

When a child ran over, they couldn't bear to kill him, but they wouldn't let him go either.

I was so upset from crying that I fainted.

The pond changed color, the willow branches were dipped in blood, and the strange rocks supported the corpse.

Since Shang Yang's reforms, the Bai family never thought that the old house in Xianyang could resist an organized army.

The King of Qin will rely on them to govern the world and will not take action against them.

As long as the King of Qin does not take action against them, where would Xianyang find such powerful armed forces?

Those assassins who were famous in the martial arts world, if they could escape the search of the guards and enter the mansion, they would just die.

Ninety-nine percent of the top retainers in the underworld are supported by major families.

Those crazy thieves who think they are famous in the underworld will find out that there are many people more famous than themselves after entering the Bai family, and then they will die.

The Bai family could not have imagined that in Xianyang, in addition to the King of Qin, there would be a private armed force that was not controlled by the King of Qin, and that this private armed force was so powerful that the famous figures in the martial arts world that the Bai family had supported with real money were unable to fight back.

People kept dying and blood kept flowing.

There were seven courtyards. In the fifth courtyard, the powerful Ying Chengjiao encountered decent resistance.

The sixth and seventh courtyards are the inner courtyards where the female members of the Bai family live. They are not connected to the first, second, third and fourth courtyards.

The fifth courtyard is where Bai Fan, the head of the Bai family, and the former head of the Bai family, Bai Jia, live.

The Bai family concentrated all their strength to defend the building, and three flaring arrows shot into the night sky with thunderous explosions.

Hearing the voice, Ying Chengjiao's face darkened.

He didn't understand why the Bai family had such a crappy thing as flares at home!

Although many people have been killed now, Bai Fan and Bai Jia are still alive, so it is not enough.

But... it's very difficult to break in right now.

Where there are arrows, there are bows.

On the wall, which was eighty or ninety feet wide and two people high, there were archers lying there with their bows and arrows drawn, having already fired three rounds of volleys.

Eight injured Mo Zhe and two dead Mo Zhe were the results of these three rounds of volleys.

"You daring thieves! Are you looking for death?" Someone in the courtyard shouted, "If you don't retreat, I will shoot you all!"

Ying Chengjiao recognized the voice of Bai Fan, the head of the Bai family, and took a step back:
"What a noise! ​​If you really had so many arrows, why didn't you shoot them earlier?"

There was a very brief silence, and then the Bai family's head's voice, filled with shock and anger, came over the high wall, resounding through the night sky with endless hatred:

"Ying Chengjiao! It's you, a brat!"

(End of this chapter)

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