Chapter 647: Shocking the Imperial Guards
Chapter 647: Shocking the Imperial Guards
Jiao Sanqiang had been on the battlefield many times and was very experienced. He muttered something, shook his head and sighed.
Then, a burst of screams suddenly broke out from the crowd.
Everyone stared with wide eyes, watching the stone pillar that stood as tall as a pine tree collapse with a loud bang.
He plunged to the ground.
A glaring red color gradually appeared on the neck, slowly expanding on the hard ground.
In the crowd, except Pei Qiyin, everyone else thought that Lin Feng was using magic.
This mysterious leader of the Zhenxi Army often uses magic to defeat the enemy.
This time was no exception, and he once again demonstrated his powerful magical abilities.
The knife in his hand and the posture of confrontation with the opponent were all pretense to cover up the process of his skills.
Zhao Tianyu was also frightened and opened her mouth wide. She quickly covered it with her hands, fearing that she would make any strange noises.
Only Lin Feng in the field felt very clear and comfortable.
He himself did not expect that the Hong Xiao movement simulated in his brain could once again exert such great power.
Am I going to recover my original skills?
It's so fucking sharp.
He threw the knife in his hand towards Cheng Liang and brushed off the dust on his body.
If you want to pretend, you have to do it in a cool way.
This time I managed to act like a high-class person.
He glanced around, especially at Zhao Tianyu. Her charming look was gone, and she was left as dull as a wooden chicken.
Pei Qiyin smiled, his eyes full of admiration and respect.
Zhao Shuo was even more exaggerated, with drool flowing out of his wide-open mouth.
Cool!
"Let's go. Let them intensify their training and be prepared to fight back against the rebels."
Lin Feng strode out and patted Jiao Sanqiang on the shoulder when he passed by him.
"Swords and guns are blind. Please forgive me, General Jiao. Go and clean it up."
After saying that, he waved to Cheng Liang to lead the warhorse over, turned over and climbed onto the horse's back, and squeezed the horse's belly with his legs.
The snow-white warhorse neighed sparsely, stamped its four hooves, and rushed out like an arrow.
In fact, Lin Feng’s action this time was not entirely for Shao Yihan.
He felt that the Imperial Guards looked down on the Zhenxi Army from the bottom of their hearts.
Therefore, in all military operations, it was difficult for the officers in Zhenxi to manage these imperial guards.
Therefore, Lin Feng decided to kill the chicken to scare the monkey again and kill at a higher level.
Let the officers and soldiers of the Imperial Guard feel how terrifying he is.
If you dare to violate military discipline, don't blame me for not having a precedent of killing people.
No matter who it is, if they dare to touch my bottom line, they should be prepared to die.
Of course, Shi Tongxiao is a master who can compete with Shao Yihan without losing.
Lin Fengcai couldn't believe that such a master would be unable to stop himself when his opponent was disturbed by a third party.
accidental injury?
impossible.
Lin Feng's sword strike indeed shocked the entire Imperial Guard.
The news spread as fast as the wind, and even the bigwigs in Kyoto City received the news.
After Lin Feng angered Master Wan and drove him away, he first chopped off the heads of seventeen imperial guards.
Then he took action himself and slashed the neck of Shi Tongxiao, the god of war of the Seventh Battalion of the Imperial Guard.
Is there anything else that Lin Feng can’t kill?
Three days later, Lin Feng received battle reports from various Acropolis. Every battalion of the Imperial Guards was training very hard under the guidance of the Zhenxi officers.
The test scores in all subjects have risen sharply.
Lin Feng looked at the battle report and shook his head.
"These guys, their admiration for the strong is genuine and they are not deceiving me."
Zhao Shuo leaned forward and asked doubtfully.
"Brother, what did you say?"
Lin Feng was about to speak when he saw Chu Jiao striding in, followed by two soldiers, supporting Shao Yihan.
After all, he was just hit by the gun tip, which was not fatal. After a doctor adjusted his bones, he recovered quickly thanks to his superb physical fitness.
Chu Jiao came to the lobby and stopped, smiled at Lin Feng, and turned to look at Shao Yihan.
Two soldiers supported him and slowly came to a place not far from Lin Feng's desk.
Kneeling down on both knees with great effort.
"General Shao Yihan greets the Deputy Commander."
Lin Feng stretched out his hand to support him.
"You're already in this state, why are you kneeling? Normally, you just bow your hands and that's it."
Chu Jiao smiled and said, "Boss, I told him to have a good rest, but as soon as he could move a little, he insisted on coming to see you."
Lin Feng waved his hand: "Zhao Shuo, get him a chair to sit on."
Zhao Shuo quickly waved to the guards, signaling them to move the chair over.
Shao Yihan was still kneeling on the ground, shaking his head.
"Sir, Shao Yihan has been so devoted to me, and I have no way to repay you..."
Lin Feng waved his hand to stop him from continuing.
"Alright, we are all brothers in the army. Stop being so chivalrous. Live well and remember the lesson learned today."
Shao Yihan gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, sir. It has been engraved into my bones, including your kindness."
Lin Feng was helpless: "You can see it in your eyes, hurry up and get some tea."
Pei Qiyin rolled his eyes at him. He was really good at pretending. He gave people tea just because he heard something nice?
We had just served the hot tea when a soldier came to report.
"Report, General, General Wei Ming, the commander of the 9th Battalion of the Imperial Guards, is here to pay his respects."
Wei Ming strode into the house, took two quick steps, and bowed.
"Sir, Deputy Commander, Wei Ming is willing to accept the reorganization of the Zhenxi Army. Please accept it."
Lin Feng was stunned and laughed.
"Thank you, General Wei, for your trust. I believe our cooperation will be even more harmonious."
Wei Ming thought about what happened a few days ago for a long time before he made up his mind to surrender.
Jiao Sanqiang is a direct descendant of Grand Tutor Wan and a die-hard supporter.
Even so, with just half of his arm, Shi Tongxiao, a general of the Zhenjun Army, killed Lin Feng.
Xie Weicheng, a centurion commander with a strong family background, was almost whipped to death.
The reason was simply that they conspired to seriously injure a captain of the Zhenxi Army.
But Jiao Sanqiang could only swallow his anger and had no way to resist.
And none of the bigwigs in the court even had a say.
The Emperor and Prince Rui kept their mouths shut and allowed Lin Feng to run rampant.
Grand Tutor Wan claimed to be ill and refused to go out, closing the door to visitors.
why?
It’s because the entire clan knows that if the court leaves Lin Feng and the Zhenxi Army.
Two hundred thousand rebels were able to capture Kyoto City in less than a month.
With the change of dynasties, these generals who fought desperately against the rebels of King Fu will not have a good end. Confiscating their property and destroying their families will be the most basic outcome.
In the vast territory of Dazong Dynasty, there will not be a single inch of place for them to stand.
Master Wan was such a strong man, but when faced with Lin Feng, he could only claim to be sick and go home.
Wei Ming thought about it again and again and felt that the Zhenxi Army was unstoppable. If he got there first, he would definitely receive better treatment.
This kid Ju Chaoyue, although he doesn't talk much, he is very smart.
Why am I so slow in turning?
After analyzing the pros and cons, Wei Ming no longer hesitated.
Facing Lin Feng, he sincerely submitted and was willing to offer his Ninth Battalion.
The 11th Battalion of the Imperial Guards, which Lin Feng first received, had one-third of its members persuaded to withdraw due to failing to meet the assessment standards.
Wei Ming's arrival gave Lin Feng greater confidence.
If we strengthen training and eliminate the dross and retain the essence, we can have an army of 30,000 strong.
It shouldn't be a problem to counterattack the 40,000 Black Turban Army troops stationed in Kuncheng.
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