There is only a hundred household office with a quota of 70 or 80 people. You Dongchang Factory actually mobilized elite warrior camps and even used twice the number of people to conduct the so-called exercises?

What is this not bullying?

Not to mention a hundred and fifty people, according to Emperor Tianqi's prediction, only twenty people were needed to dispatch to beat these Jinyiwei to the ground for teeth.

Wei Zhongxian looked trembling and said tremblingly: "I... I am negligent, but I die. I think this is a trivial matter, so I don't pay too much attention. I will never give up on the king's body."

Emperor Tianqi glared at him angrily and said, "Of course I can't spare him, so why not... I'll send an order quickly and transfer someone back to me immediately."

Emperor Tianqi was already anxious to become an ant on the hot pan, but suddenly thought of something and said, "I understand, I understand, Wang Tigan is just taking personal revenge. It's really outrageous. This dog slave is so bold! I will never forgive you, nor can I forgive him. Oh no, did you Dongchang be beaten to death?"

Wei Zhongxian looked innocent and stuttered: "Your Majesty, it's not our Dongchang, I'm just the eunuch of the Dongchang, but just the deputy. I'm beaten to death? Yes... is there such a thing... But I think... Wang Tigan can't do this regardless of importance."

Emperor Tianqi trembled, and at this moment he felt cold all over his body.

Then, he gritted his teeth and said murderously: "Why don't you call someone back?"

Wei Zhongxian said in embarrassment with a bitter face: "Your Majesty... I'm afraid it's too late."

"It's too late?" Emperor Tianqi was so angry that he smoked his seven orifices and shouted: "If Zhang Jingyi makes any mistakes, I swear to kill the king's body!"

After saying this, Emperor Tianqi suddenly fell to the imperial chair in dejection.

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"Not good, no good."

At this time, someone in the Hundred Houses Station ran into the public housing in panic and hurriedly.

Zhang Jingyi in the public room was taking a nap.

After lunch, I was sleepy and Zhang Jingyi always took a nap.

In fact, this hundred households don’t do much.

Now when he heard the word "not good", he shuddered and woke up immediately.

Then he saw the clerk with a pale face and hurried in and said, "Not good."

Zhang Jingyi immediately cheered up: "What happened?"

The clerk immediately said, "A large group of people entered Qingpingfang, and was fighting for our hundred households. They were holding the sign of the East Factory, but they looked... not like the East Factory's characters."

Sure enough... it's still here.

Zhang Jingyi didn’t know whether to cry or laugh. In fact, he expected that the revenge of Dongchang was not difficult, but this was what he meant... It seemed that Dongchang had hired foreign aid?

"It's not the Dongchang man, under their banner? It seems that they not only attacked, but also did not talk about martial ethics!"

However, Zhang Jingyi quickly regained his energy. After all, he was not a 69-year-old comrade.

Zhang Jingyi said seriously: "Go and invite Mr. Lu."

"Mr. Lu has learned the news and has gathered at the gate of the Hundred Houses with the lieutenant at the school grounds."

Zhang Jing sighed.

Be calm at this time.

Although he was still a little nervous and scared.

It is obvious that the people from Dongchang came for revenge and would never be polite to him.

So he hurried out of the public housing and waited in front of the gate. Sure enough, Lu Xiangsheng was already calling for people to gather.

Seventy-six lieutenants were already lined up on the street, each holding a whistle stick with expressionless faces.

Zhang Jing looked at it and immediately said, "Hurry, let's unpack your sandbags."

At this time, everyone realized that the lieutenants were actually wearing sandbags.

At this time, it is not practice, but actual combat, tied with a sandbag of three or five kilograms. Isn’t this asking for death?

Without hesitation, everyone began to untie the sandbags one after another.

Deng Jian took the lead in untiing the sandbag.

These days, he has become dark, but he has become obviously strong. His temperament is completely different. He used to be loose, but now he is like a javelin at any time.

At first, when the sandbag was tied to his legs, he felt like his legs and feet were filled with lead, but later, he gradually got used to getting used to it.

But at this moment... he took off the sandbag and suddenly felt that his whole body seemed to be brisk, as if his body was light and he was still a little uncomfortable.

This feeling... is very comfortable!

As for the whistle stick in his hand, it feels even lighter.

At this time, Lu Xiangsheng shouted again: "Everyone who follows my orders and dares to retreat in the face of war will be dealt with by military law."

Everyone was shocked.

I have been practicing for nearly two months. In the past two months, everyone has become accustomed to obeying orders, because at any time, the consequences of not following orders are very serious!

At this time, everyone subconsciously agreed.

Of course, this is the next thing, but I am still very nervous.

Because at this time, rapid steps had already been heard from the end of the street, and these steps were stacked together, making people feel timid.

Zhang Jingyi couldn't help feeling nervous, but he also made up his mind and shouted: "Dongchang is here to seek revenge. Don't be afraid. Remember it all today. Don't have any scruples. Let them see the power of our hundreds of households."

On the other hand, Lu Xiangsheng was ready to go. Obviously, he had a very bad impression of Dongchang. Before the people from Dongchang arrived, his eyes were red.

But when the dense figures appeared at the end of the street, Zhang Jingyi realized something was wrong.

It is obvious that these are not Dongchang's players. He still has a lot of impressions about the appearance of those Dongchang's players. Most of them are just a scattered person, but now... he clearly sees a serious army.

nature……

The other party flapped the flag, as if he was afraid that others would not know that they were from Dongchang. The flag was written with the words "Zhengyin Dongchang King".

These Dongchang's "fanzi" also carried whistle sticks, each of them was like a wolf or a tiger, and the number was about twice that of the captains of the Jinyiwei Hundred Houses Institute. On this not-so spacious street, it was like dark clouds, which made people feel a little breathless.

In the back team of the "Fanzi" were Wang Tiqian, who was riding on a tall horse.

Wang Tiqian was smiling at this time and looked at the direction of the Baihu Institute with confidence.

Another burly military man who was riding a horse was like an iron tower. His eyes were full of majestic eyes and his temples were bulging, which was hard to mess with at first sight.

"Zhou Baihu, I'll leave it to you next." Wang Tiqian looked at the man named Zhou Baihu and said with a smile.

"Please don't worry, Eunuch Wang, I will definitely let none of these Jinyiwei stand up today." Zhou Baihu nodded, and responded by loudly beating, but he was still a little worried, so he said, "It's just that the attack is too heavy, so there won't be any trouble, right?"

Wang Tigan said disapprovingly: "Don't worry, this is the exercise that you like most in the performance. This exercise was also approved by Your Majesty himself, in order to be the key to the Jinyiwei. So... work harder and don't have any worries."

"Okay." Zhou Baihu was overjoyed, and turned over and got off the horse happily without any scruples, and bowed to the horse's eunuch Wang: "I should serve you in a humble manner."

As he said that, he took a whistle stick and then kicked the "fanzi" in front of him and shouted sternly: "Do you have no strength? Take out all your energy and get rid of these people in one stick of incense. Then, Eunuch Wang invites us to Deyilou for tea."

The "fanzi" were immediately overjoyed. In fact, to them, it was like an outing for them today!

Dealing with the Jinyiwei? They are the famous Warriors Camp. In those days, the Warriors Camp was all elite soldiers selected from the Beijing camp. Although they have been a little relaxed over the years and are no longer as good as some of the military horses in the border town, they have never been afraid of anyone in this capital, let alone a group of Jinyiwei?

This feels like it's like hitting the security guards of later generations.

At this time, the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer.

Zhou Baihu looked straight ahead, with a trace of contempt flashing in his eyes, and then shouted loudly: "Did you see it? Just there, give it to me!"

A command.

The 'fanzi's' all shouted and killed, each holding a whistle stick, and then charged directly without hesitation.

In their opinion, one charge can probably take away the people on the other side.

But this shouting to kill is enough to make people feel palpitations.

Outside the Hundred Houses, more than 70 lieutenants have been listed as the platoon with Zhang Jingyi and Lu Xiangsheng as the core.

Lu Xiangsheng frowned and said coldly: "Get into a formation to defend to the death, prepare to resist!"

The lieutenants were already worried. After all, the charges of the players in front of them were still very scary. This was their first time participating in the actual combat. At this time, they had to hold on to the whistle stick and keep in line.

It’s okay for Deng Jian and Wang Cheng to say that they have seen the world and have killed people in the past.

But Jiang Jian and others are different. Jiang Jian has never even killed a chicken. At this time, his face is nervous and his calves can't help but tremble.

He bent slightly and stood shoulder to shoulder with the person.

If it were Jiang Jian, who had encountered such a group of cruel people, he would have turned around and ran away long ago.

But now... every command from Lu Xiangsheng was like magic. Lu Xiangsheng asked him to form a formation to defend the death, and his feet seemed to have nails, and he would never dare to move even if he moved, even such thoughts never arise.

The daily practice changes a lot. I am used to obeying orders every day. If I neglect the orders on weekdays, I may be punished, which has caused Jiang Jian to form a certain conditioned reflex.

But at this time, his mind was now blank.

The "singers" on the opposite side were getting closer and closer. They rushed to fill the streets. The power of these people was terrifying, like tigers heading down the mountain.

On the other hand, the captains here stood there with their breaths held in their hands.

"Put it up."

A call sounded, and the whistle sticks that were brushing out immediately.

Immediately afterwards... the wave of people arrived in a flash.
Chapter completed!