The dead general was kidnapped by his husband and taken to farm.

Chapter 126 Reinforcements

Ji Yinghuai's white robe was already stained with blood. He kicked the man in front of him to the ground. He took the weapon in the other's hand and kicked the two people who came forward to him to the ground.

At this moment, the people surrounding outside suddenly split into two sides. The imperial guards retreated and the archers instead aimed at the study.

Ji Zexu also reappeared at the door, his arm still wrapped in white gauze, his face a little pale, more sinister than before, looking at Ji Yinghuai as if he wanted to bite a piece of flesh and blood from him alive.

Ji Yinghuai kicked the person at his feet away, tightened the knife in his hand, and looked towards the door vigilantly.

Ji Zexu was not alone this time. Two guards behind him were holding a familiar figure, the old princess who was in the ancestral hall just now.

The old princess's elegance and dignity had completely disappeared. Her hair was messy and her face was pale, with a hint of disbelief on her face. Because of the guards' dragging, her clothes were also a little loose, and she looked at what was happening in front of her with horror.

After Ji Yinghuai said those words, she had some guesses, but she didn't dare to admit that the child she had raised and loved since childhood would attack her brother.

But when the facts were presented before her, she had to believe that he had been used by her most beloved youngest son from the beginning to the end. This son was not her biological son, but he was better than her biological son. She had never treated Ji Zexu unfairly because of the other party's mother, and she even transferred all the maternal love for her biological son to her youngest son.

But everything that happened before her told her that he had been wrong from the beginning to the end. He had been kept in the dark and mistook the jackal for a treasure.

His two sons were killing each other, and he was an accomplice. His biological son looked at him indifferently from beginning to end. Now he brought her here, obviously to threaten his eldest son.

A look of pain flashed across her face, and she looked at the person in front of her sadly: "Ze Xu, how could you do this? He is your brother!"

The old princess seemed to want to give a final exhortation, but she struggled a few times and was held down by the guards behind her.

Ji Zexu looked back at her and smiled: "You are really a good mother to your son. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have caught my brother's flaws. Today's play, mother really made your son look forward to it for a long time."

"you you……"

The old princess looked at Ji Zexu with a pale face, her lips trembling, and the words came to her throat but she couldn't say them.

Ji Zexu lowered his eyes, a hint of satisfaction flashed across his eyes: "Every time you ask me about my well-being, I feel disgusted. You just came before my mother. Why is my mother a concubine and I am a lowly bastard? If it weren't for your suppression, my mother wouldn't have died. Now it can be said that God has a vision. My own son is going to die in your hands. You are the one who really killed my eldest brother."

"Hahahaha!"

As his laughter died down, the old princess' face turned pale. He looked at Ji Yinghuai in the study, whose expression he could not see clearly. There was an unprecedented regret on his face.

It was him, he was the one who killed his own son. With Ji Yinghuai's ability, he could still live well even if he was not in the court. Why did he insist on letting Ji Yinghuai come back? Thinking of the news she had spread these days...

It's all her fault.

Ji Zexu turned around and looked into the house. Although he couldn't see his expression, he could imagine how exciting his brother's face was at that moment: "For the sake of our past friendship, Ji Yinghuai, I will give you two choices."

Fearing that Ji Yinghuai would pull out another hidden weapon, he moved the guards behind him to block him and said, "You just shot me with a sword. I have always been a grudge holder. Stand still and let me shoot ten arrows, or your mother will take it for you. Brother, you are a martial artist after all. I will definitely not let you die. At most, you will break your hands and feet. But your mother is different."

"Big Brother, choose!"

The study was so small, and the doors and windows were open. There were archers all around, and no matter how Ji Yinghuai dodged, he would not be unscathed.

Being able to step hard on Ji Yinghuai has been his hope for so many years. Thinking of the once high and mighty King Zhanbei crawling at his feet, Ji Zexu's eyes brightened, and the crazy look on his face made everyone around him take a step back.

Ji Yinghuai looked at him coldly and said nothing.

If thousands of arrows were fired at once, there would only be one last way, which was the secret passage. However, Ji Zexu could also think of what he could think of. It might be more dangerous inside than the study. This person might deliberately force him to escape through the secret passage. He didn't know what was happening to the black shadow.

Moreover, he glanced at the old princess who was being held down by the guards opposite him. The regret and sadness on her face were really blinding. She regretted scheming to make him come back, and she was sad that Ji Zexu had concealed it for so long, and that he was not the obedient and filial son he used to be.

His lack of response made Ji Zexu feel that he was being ignored. He didn't expect that even at this point, Ji Yinghuai still didn't take him seriously.

A ferocious look flashed across his face, and he immediately had the old princess tied to the tree opposite. He took the bow and arrow from the guard next to him and said, "Everyone says that my elder brother is filial, but it seems that his life is not as important as his own. I won't be polite to you, brother. I haven't practiced archery for a few days, so I may be a little rusty. If I shoot her to death directly-"

"When I was the King of Zhanbei, the soldiers in the army looked down on you. If it weren't for my consideration, do you think you could have risen to the position of a junior general? Now that you have the tiger talisman, I am curious whether the generals in the army really respect you, a good-for-nothing."

Ji Yinghuai suddenly interrupted and stabbed Ji Zexu in the sore spot: "So what if the tiger talisman is in your hand? What do you mean you are a complete scholar and warrior? Your current status and position are all thanks to your father and me. If you relied on yourself, would you be where you are today?"

Ji Yinghuai took a few steps towards the door, looked into Ji Zexu's scarlet eyes, and deliberately sneered, "You are a bastard, and you want to turn a wild chicken into a phoenix."

Ji Zexu's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at the calm and composed person in the study. All the hatred and resentment he had accumulated since childhood surged up.

Ji Zexu said in a hoarse voice: "Come on, one arrow will give you 10,000 taels of silver, one knife will give you 500,000 taels of silver, and whoever can take Ji Yinghuai's head will get 500,000 taels of gold."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a barrage of arrows shot towards the study.

Looking at the dense arrows, Ji Zexu had an excited smile on his face, waiting to see the person inside being pierced to death by thousands of arrows.

Unfortunately, when the arrow fell, no screams were heard from the study.

Suddenly, five or six men in black appeared from nowhere and stood in front of Ji Yinghuai.

They held pure black shields in their hands. The black gold texture of the shields looked extremely hard. There were many ancient patterns engraved on them, and there was a particularly large word "war" in the middle.

The arrow was blocked by the shield. Just as Ji Zexu was about to give the order to shoot again, a sound of breaking air was heard behind him.

Then there were screams one after another.

Except for the imperial guards, all his men fell to the ground.

Without exception, everyone who fell to the ground had silver marks on their necks.

It feels like a silver needle piercing the neck.

The speed was too fast, the person died before any blood was seen, and in a moment the 'silver needle' turned into water stains and disappeared.