Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1189 A Terrifying Smile

Those cavalrymen who were immediately on the riverbank felt a flash of fire, their faces flushed, their horses overturned, and they were thrown off.

The nearby foot soldiers were unaware that the flames had taken away their severed limbs.

The ball of fire merely carved a burning furrow through a group of soldiers before exploding with a roar thirty or forty feet behind them.

The gunner looked out the porthole and knew that the muzzle angle was still too high; at such a close distance, it was indeed difficult to adjust.

He scratched his head: "Report, the cannon muzzle has been raised."

"Report, the cannon muzzle has been raised..."

His report was passed up the chain of command.

Lin Feng shook his head as he listened, realizing that the distance was too close to be suitable for firing artillery.

While they were still debating the angle of the artillery, the large force on the riverbank was thrown into disarray.

Seeing that the cannons on the large ship had begun to attack them, they immediately lost their composure.

Even Wei Nanji stared blankly at the giant ship in the river, his mind racing, unsure how to end the situation.

How can you fight a battle when your own troops can't attack the enemy, but the enemy can fire shells into your own troops?

If we retreat now, we'll lose face. A force of over a thousand men, scared off by a single ship?

He noticed that several of his subordinates were turning their questioning gazes toward him.

"Spread out the team, don't give them a chance to hit."

Several generals quickly shouted orders to relay them to their respective units.

Seeing the effect of the cannon fire from the three-story ship, Lin Feng slapped his forehead.

"Damn it, someone come here, use the ballistae to blow them up."

A distance of forty or fifty zhang is just the right range for a ballista to strike.

I was just thinking about intimidation, and I got a little carried away.

On the deck of Zhenxi No. 2, twelve ballistae were arranged on each side. With a creaking sound from the winches, they were all cocked and the thick arrows were installed.

While the group on the riverbank was still adjusting, a crossbow bolt had already been fired into the crowd.

With a loud bang, a dozen or so nearby soldiers were thrown into the air, spinning and falling into the crowd, knocking over many more soldiers.

The terrified soldiers began to spread outwards rapidly, but they could not escape the crossbow bolts that came flying one after another. Countless soldiers were blown into the air, screamed, and fell to the ground, where they never moved again.

Wei Nanji couldn't hold on any longer and shouted loudly.

"Retreat! Retreat immediately! Everyone retreat!"

The disorganized team began to retreat.

Even more chaotic was the cavalry formation, with warhorses bucking and leaping wildly, the riders unable to control their terrified horses.

After a volley of crossbow bolts, the soldiers on the warship awaited the next order.

Lin Feng squinted at the chaotic queue on the riverbank and licked his lips.

"Let's see if you still dare to be so arrogant with me. Shoot me again..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw four or five warhorses rushing rapidly from the direction of the city gate.

The rider on horseback galloped forward while shouting loudly.

"Stop, stop! It's a misunderstanding, Your Highness! It's a misunderstanding..."

Lin Feng paused, carefully observing the warhorse running at the front, and vaguely recognized that the man was Zhao Chuanzhi, the prefect of Jingnan Prefecture.

Zhao Chuanzhi waved his arms, shouted loudly, and spurred his horse to charge forward.

The soldiers quickly made way for them.

Several loud cannon shots startled everyone in the entire southern part of the city, including the prefect Zhao Chuanzhi.

In his bewilderment, he immediately sent someone to check what had happened.

After the servants reported back, Zhao Chuanzhi realized that something was wrong.

Since Lin Feng left and his fate became unknown, the Zhenxi Army has become much more restrained in its actions. They would not, and dare not, openly fire upon Jingnan Prefecture in such a manner.

If that's the case, what does it mean?

Zhao Chuanzhi didn't need to think too much; the Zhenxi Army must have something to rely on.

Despite the emperor having secretly ordered him to cooperate with the main court and begin resisting the control of the Zhenxi Army.

However, he dared not openly wage war against the Zhenxi Army.

Are you kidding me?

He had witnessed the fighting prowess of the Zhenxi Army.

Before there is sufficient power to counterbalance them, no one dares to touch the Zhenxi Army in the slightest.

However, while they could use other pretexts to put pressure on the Zhenxi Army, they dared not go too far.

Without much thought, Zhao Chuanzhi quickly got up, dressed, and had his warhorse brought over. He took only two or three guards with him and rushed out of the city.

Even if we rushed as fast as we could, we were still a step too late.

Seeing the devastation suffered by the garrison in Jingnan Prefecture, they were even more terrified and convinced that the Regent had returned.

He was the only official of the Great Zong Dynasty who believed that Lin Feng was not dead.

It wasn't that he was smarter, but rather that he lived closer to Yufu Mountain and frequently delivered offerings to Yuquan Temple, so the information he received was more accurate.

The disciples of Yuquan Temple were all very curious about Lin Feng, this newly entered genius disciple. With the unwavering confidence of Daoist Zhen Zhuo, they all believed that Lin Feng would not perish easily.

Therefore, this idea unconsciously influenced Zhao Chuanzhi.

In addition, the great victory at Fuzhou City, where the Zhenxi Army defeated a large number of pirates with a force of just over 10,000 men, routed nearly 30,000 pirates and killed more than 13,000 pirates in battle.

With such a display, who in the world could pull off something like this?

Aside from Lin Feng, I have never heard of any other general in the Grand Clan who has such ability.

Before him, Zhao Chuanzhi disregarded everything else, reined in his warhorse on the riverbank, jumped to the ground, and immediately knelt down.

"Your Highness, Zhao Chuanzhi is late, please forgive him!"

Lin Feng heard his shouts from afar and had no choice but to retract his order.

"Alas, there are not many high-ranking officials as sensible as him anymore."

Lin Feng shook his head and waved his hand to give the order.

"Bring the warships to shore."

The Zhenxi No. 2 slowly moved toward the riverbank, and soldiers once again placed the gangplank on the gunwale.

Without thinking of anything else, Zhao Chuanzhi stepped forward, onto the gangplank, and resolutely boarded the warship.

He knew in his heart that thinking too much was useless. If it really was Lin Feng, it wouldn't be difficult for him to take his life. Rather than hiding, he might as well face it openly.

Even the guards following behind him were waved away by Zhao Chuanzhi, who told them to wait below the boat.

Guided by a guard, Zhao Chuanzhi ascended to the third-floor ship.

Sure enough, a young man leaning against the ship's railing was looking at him with a smile.

Who else could it be but Lin Feng?

That face, that smile, were already etched in his heart.

With Lin Feng's abilities, destroying Jingnan Prefecture would probably be as simple as just talking to him.

Zhao Chuanzhi's back was soaked with cold sweat. Ignoring the cold sweat running down his face, he took two steps forward and knelt down on the deck with a thud.

Lin Feng reached out a hand to help him up, with a smile on his face.

"Prefect Zhao, there's no need for this. Please rise."

Zhao Chuanzhi dared not get up, remaining kneeling on the ground, head bowed, choked with sobs.

“It is my fault that I failed to restrain these scoundrels, who dared to ram the Prince’s ship. I beg Your Highness to punish me, and I will not utter a single complaint.”

Lin Feng sighed inwardly, "What a smart man! He had such an attitude from the beginning, so how could there be any resentment?"

"Get up and talk."

Lin Feng no longer held back.

This cold tone actually put Zhao Chuanzhi at ease. He wiped the tears and snot from his face with his sleeve and got up.

Lin Feng turned to look at the riverbank below the boat, where a large group of soldiers were clearing away their comrades who had been killed or wounded in the explosion.

"Where did that Wei Nanji come from?"

Zhao Chuanzhi bowed and said, "General Wei was sent by the imperial court and carries an official document from the Ministry of War."

"Why are you inspecting the ships of my Zhenxi Army?"