My Brother is the Villain 05

"What, what are you doing?"

"Innocent civilians?" Fang Zhiyi asked with a half-smile. "You call them innocent civilians? Do innocent civilians brandish swords and spears?"

Gongsun Hu remained stubborn. "Don't think you can threaten me with a blade just because you are the Commander's brother. I am a Battalion Commander of the imperial court, and I will definitely report today's matter!"

"Zhiyi!" Tang Zhilin was also a bit dazed. What was going on here?

But then his mouth dropped open, because blood began to gush from Gongsun Hu's neck. Unable to speak any longer, the man simply clutched his neck in panic, continuously making a gurgling sound.

The scene fell silent. The soldiers who had just killed the rebels looked at Fang Zhiyi with nervous expressions.

"Brothers, you all just killed the rebels and established military merits. Is that right or not?" Fang Zhiyi asked as he watched Gongsun Hu slowly collapse.

The soldiers looked at each other. After a long moment, one man stepped forward, holding his sword backhanded, and cupped his fists in salute. "To answer my Lord, yes!"

Fang Zhiyi turned to look at him, his eyes full of appreciation. "But what if someone doesn't want you to claim your merits, and even speaks up for the rebels? What should be done?"

"Kill!"

"That's right." Fang Zhiyi tossed the blade in his hand to the soldier who had saluted. "What evidence is needed to exterminate rebels? Look, the rebels murdered this... uh... Battalion Commander." He glanced at the clothes of Gongsun Hu, who was lying on the ground.

"This is the best evidence."

Everyone present was stunned.

A pure frame-up?

No, not exactly a frame-up. These people had indeed wielded weapons against the government troops, but Battalion Commander Gongsun...

"Everyone present today will be promoted by one rank. Brother, just pick someone you trust to be the next Battalion Commander." Fang Zhiyi clapped his hands.

Tang Zhilin recovered from his shock. "Is... is this okay?"

He also disliked Gongsun Hu, but Fang Zhiyi had just murdered a Battalion Commander in front of so many eyes. How could this be treated as a trivial matter?

However, upon hearing Fang Zhiyi's words, the soldiers' eyes lit up. Who wanted to be a lowly grunt for their entire life?

Fang Zhiyi looked at them as well. "From today onwards, you are the trusted aides of the Commander. You know what needs to be done."

"This humble servant is willing to serve the Commander, braving ten thousand deaths without hesitation!"

"I will go through fire and water for the Lord, braving ten thousand deaths without hesitation!"

"Me too!"

Fang Zhiyi pointed at the last guy. "Come on, say that again."

"My Lord, I'm uneducated..."

Fang Zhiyi turned and left for a moment. When he returned, he was carrying a bag of silver, which had been searched out from Zhu Qingqing's room. He immediately handed the silver to Tang Zhilin, winking at him. "Brother, you know what to do, right?"

Tang Zhilin finally fully processed what had just happened. Looking at the silver in his hands and then at the eager eyes of the subordinates around him, he said in a deep voice, "There is a share for everyone! Come and get it!"

The soldiers' eyes were filled with excitement. Promotions and money to take, who wouldn't be happy?

By now, they had completely forgotten about the dead Battalion Commander Gongsun.

Fang Zhiyi watched all this with satisfaction. After today, these men would be Tang Zhilin's die-hard loyalists. If anyone tried to leak today's events, the others would tear them to pieces without hesitation.

However, thinking about what was to come, Fang Zhiyi felt a bit of a headache. "Weren't we supposed to enjoy life? Weren't you supposed to bring me along for wealth and glory?"

Little Hei laughed. "A beautiful life always requires you to build it with your own hands."

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