Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 638: Not Giving Any Face

Lin Feng turned to look at the crowd that was shouting and cursing.

"The people of Zhenxi traveled thousands of miles from remote Zhenxi to the Central Plains, defeating the rebels along the way and arriving at the gates of Kyoto. We have sacrificed countless soldiers in countless battles with the rebels. Don't they fear death? Are they here to seize power? Don't they want to live a prosperous and stable life in Zhenxi?"

As he spoke, Lin Feng raised his hand and pointed around.

"You only care about your own interests and hold on to your power tightly, but have you ever thought about the people or the court? Hundreds of thousands of rebels are at the gates of the city, and you, unaware of your imminent death, are still acting like crazy. The people of Zhenxi can leave or continue to live, but you, hmph, will die when the rebels enter the city."

After saying that, he faced Master Wan again and pointed at him with his finger.

"Remember this, if I leave, it won't be easy to get me back."

With a wave of his hand, he said: "Zhenxi Army, assemble and leave the city."

The whole audience fell silent. Lin Feng's words may have awakened many people's sense of crisis.

They were just impulsive for a moment, but after calming down, they realized that the rebels were all around and Kyoto was in danger.

Without the external support of the Zhenxi Army, the city of Kyoto was just waiting to die.

Wan Quan is even more aware of the seriousness of the matter.

But the words have been spoken, how can I take them back?

He couldn't lose his face here even if he died.

Everyone was silent, watching Lin Feng and others walk down from the execution platform, turn around, mount their horses, and ride away.

The soldiers in Ju Chaoyue's 11th Battalion are not all brainless. From the training and contact in recent days, they have already figured out the key points.

The reason why the Zhenxi Army was able to defeat the rebels was not because of luck, but because of strength.

The real ability to save your life and kill the enemy on the battlefield.

Ju Chaoyue followed Lin Feng down from the execution platform without hesitation.

Among the middle-level officers, a dozen officers headed by Yi Min also followed Lin Feng.

Following Lin Feng were nearly a thousand imperial guards.

Like the Zhenxi Army, they gathered in front of Lin Feng's headquarters, waiting for the order to set off.

These people are indeed clear-headed. If they hesitate for a moment, they will die if they stay.

Lin Feng returned to the command center to pack his things, but was stopped by Zhu Qisheng.

"Oh my, my Lord, why are you angry with such a fool? Listen to what I have to say, Lord..."

Lin Feng looked at Zhu Qisheng's white and plump face indifferently.

"My Lord, you are the Lord of the Imperial Court, the Marquis of Jingguo, and the Deputy Commander of our Imperial Guards. How can you just leave like that?"

Zhu Qisheng forcibly snatched the whip from Lin Feng's hand.

"The Emperor sent us here to support the Marquis. Anyone who dares to question the Marquis's decision can go and talk to the Emperor. I'll spit in his face."

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Eunuch Zhu, didn't you hear that the entire Jingdu City doesn't welcome us Zhenxi people."

"Who is it? Who is it? How can those idiots represent the entire Kyoto City? You are the Marquis, so please stop being so childish with us, okay?"

Zhu Qisheng knew very well that once Lin Feng left, it would be difficult to get him to come back.

Without Lin Feng’s Zhenxi Army, the current imperial court, the emperor, and himself are all waiting to die.

"Eunuch Zhu, you heard me come to Kyoto to fight for power. Is this power so easy to seize? Doesn't it mean I don't have to face 200,000 rebels? Then how about I give this power to him and see who can fight back against the rebels?"

"Haha, Lord Marquis is right, just treat them as bullshit, these little brats don't know how powerful they are..."

Here he urged Lin Feng to calm down.

Wan Quan was still on the military training ground, standing still.

He felt very complicated. He didn't expect Lin Feng to be so stubborn. He didn't even give his immediate superior any face.

How could an officer from Zhenxi, with his status as the Grand Tutor of the current dynasty, not be able to suppress him?

I just said a few words to relieve my heat and he gave up?

Shouldn't you at least give me a way out?

This fucking thing has completely blocked all my escape routes.

I was careless and came a little too hastily.

Wan Quan knew better than anyone that once the Zhenxi Army left, they would all be doomed.

Seeing that Zhao Wenqi and Jiao Sanqiang were still in a daze, he gritted his teeth in anger.

How come these two idiots can't see the difference between them?

"Wen Qi, why don't you go and take a look."

Wan Quan had no choice but to give a hint.

Zhao Wenqi was confused, but when he suddenly heard what Master Wan said, he was stunned for a moment and then suddenly realized.

"Master, I will go there immediately."

As he spoke, he pulled the reins and urged his horse to gallop towards the Kancheng Command Center.

In order to save the Grand Tutor's face, I, the general, have to give up my own face.

Grand Tutor Wan felt a breath stuck in his chest, unable to vent it. He suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous.

Jiao Sanqiang was wondering whether he should take down the seventeen officers tied to the stage.

Suddenly he turned his head and found that Master Wan was shaking on his warhorse.

He was so frightened that he quickly stepped forward to support him and shouted loudly for the guards.

"Come, help the Grand Tutor off his horse and quickly harness the carriage."

Dozens of guards were in a hurry. Some dismounted and carried the Grand Tutor on their backs, while others urged their horses to find a carriage.

Jiao Sanqiang also realized that he had lost this game.

The Grand Tutor is so angry, so the next thing should be decided by the Deputy Commander.

You don’t need to ask to know what Zhao Wenqi went to do.

It's all my fault for being slow to react. I failed at this critical moment.

Jiao Sanqiang commanded the guards to escort Master Wan out of the military training ground, and he himself took a dozen guards, mounted his horse and ran towards the Kancheng Command Headquarters.

He can't fall behind either, as this is related to his future status.

Even the Grand Tutor has been taken over by others, so I am nothing in front of them.

Zhao Wenqi arrived in front of the command center, dismounted, and walked quickly inside.

Unexpectedly, I was stopped by the guard at the door.

"Haha, I'm Zhao Wenqi, the Grand General of the Imperial Guards. I've come to speak to Lord Lin. Please do me a favor."

In front of the guards, he also lowered himself to the lowest level.

Zhao Shuo was in the room and heard someone talking at the door. The voice sounded very familiar.

He quickly leaned over and saw Zhao Wenqi.

"What is General Zhao doing?"

"Alas, Lord Zhao, I'm here to apologize to the Deputy Commander. It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

Of course Zhao Shuo didn't want Lin Feng to leave. Giving up Kyoto was equivalent to giving up his father and the emperor.

He then waved his hand, signaling the guards to let him pass.

Seeing that Zhao Shuo's words were effective, Zhao Wenqi took a few steps forward.

"What's going on? Is the deputy commander still angry?"

Zhao Shuo snorted unhappily, "What do you think?"

Zhao Wenqi put his hands together and said, "Let me go and apologize. The Grand Tutor was just angry. We, the Imperial Guards, are all one family."

Although Zhao Wenqi had spent most of his life in the military, his temperament had long been tempered by the official circles in the capital.

At such a critical moment, why should I care about my own face?