Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 672 Your last name is Lin

At first, Lin Feng didn't care, because he knew that Liu Shuxue was using this identity as a cover, and she had to pretend that no one could see any flaws on the surface.

But when he heard Wan Zhuo talking about himself, he couldn't help himself.

"Hey, kid, be careful with your words. Not everyone can say that."

Wan Zhuo was cursing fiercely when he suddenly heard Lin Feng speak and immediately turned to Lin Feng.

He had long disliked Lin Feng, not to mention that Lin Feng was his father's enemy.

Just seeing Zhao Tianyu always hanging around Lin Feng made him feel very uncomfortable.

My father once said that he had asked the emperor to marry the eldest princess Zhao Tianyu to him, Wan Zhuo.

Although the emperor had not nodded, he had not explicitly refused.

Therefore, Wan Zhuo has already regarded Zhao Tianyu as his woman.

His narrow eyes narrowed into slits and he licked his lips with his tongue.

"I just said that there's a guy named Lin who doesn't know what's going on. What's going on? Is your last name Lin?"

Liu Shuxue was so frightened that she quickly hid in front of Crown Prince Zhao Cun's table, with a look of horror on her face.

Of course, she was not worried about Lin Feng. There was probably no one in this world who could make Lin Feng suffer.

At least that's what she thought in her heart.

"My last name is indeed Lin. It seems we have a feud. Let's not disturb everyone's fun today. Let's play a game some other day."

Lin Feng also knew that the underworld has its own rules.

"Don't postpone it to another day, let's go out and talk today."

"Okay, I think we should go out and have a good talk."

Zhao Mengfei, who was standing next to Wan Zhuo, looked excited and clenched his fists so hard that they made crackling sounds.

"Hey, good boy, today I'll let you know what a blast hammer is."

"Zhao Shuo, is there a quiet place here?"

Zhao Shuo had already been standing aside, looking at Wan Zhuo and Zhao Mengfei.

Did these two guys take the wrong medicine?

Who gave you the courage to mess with Lin Feng?

Your father couldn't beat Lin Feng, so he wouldn't let you guys come out to be humiliated, right?

"Well...Brother, there are quiet places, but we don't need to follow the younger generation's example. It's meaningless."

Lin Feng waved his hands: "What's the point? If I'm unhappy, can't I find a place to vent my anger?"

"Of course you can. Then let's go to the backyard and take a look?"

Lin Feng stood up and followed Zhao Shuo out of the hall. Behind them were Wan Zhuo and Zhao Mengfei.

Young people are like this. They start fighting as soon as they disagree, no matter what the occasion.

Grand Tutor Wan was debating with Prince Rui. Both of them were so angry that their faces turned red and they didn't notice that their son was arguing with someone else.

Even Zhao Wenqi and Jiao Sanqiang followed the Grand Tutor's lead.

Pei Qiyin quickly caught up with Lin Feng, and whispered to him as he got closer.

"General, this is probably a trap."

"Our people are everywhere inside and outside the palace. How could they dig a hole?"

"There are so many people and it feels like I've met a master."

Lin Feng knew that Pei Qiyin's senses were extremely sensitive. She said that if she had this feeling, there must be a master lurking nearby.

However, since he learned some of Hong Xiao's body movements, his confidence has greatly increased.

Most experts don't really take it seriously. As long as they are prepared, there is no one in this world who can hurt them.

In his previous life, he was almost invincible. With his current physical functions, he has almost recovered more than half of his previous state.

How could there be a more perverted master who could threaten me?

Lin Feng did not stop.

There was also a slight chill on Wan Zhuo's horse face.

He didn't expect that Lin Feng was fooled so easily. Did he really think that he and his people were gangsters?

A group of people strode out of the hall. When they were about to reach the door of the hall, suddenly, someone ran in hurriedly.

He was still shouting: "Prince, the Emperor has arrived, the Emperor has arrived..."

Lin Feng stopped in his tracks. Zhao Zhen is here?

He must have heard that Prince Rui was inviting him to a banquet, so he came over to take a look.

Emperor Zhao Zhen had issued several imperial decrees, ordering him to go to the palace for an audience, but for various reasons, it had never happened.

this time...

I can't avoid the emperor's urgent meeting just because I go to fight.

Wan Zhuo frowned even more. What the hell, why didn't he come earlier or later? Just when the fish was about to be hooked, the emperor happened to come.

Lin Feng is so lucky.

Of course, no one knows now who is luckier.

While he was hesitating, Prince Rui came from behind and pulled Lin Feng's hand.

"Let's go and welcome the emperor together."

Lin Feng was dragged by Prince Rui out of the hall door and came to the spacious front yard of the palace.

A luxurious carriage was parked in the middle of the yard, surrounded by many golden-armored guards.

The eunuch Zhu Qisheng was standing at the door of the carriage, smiling at Lin Feng on his plump white face.

Prince Rui hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.

"I didn't know that my royal brother was coming. I'm sorry for being late in welcoming him. Please forgive me."

After a pause, a man's voice was heard from inside the carriage.

"Has Lin Feng come here?"

Prince Rui pulled Lin Feng and signaled him to speak.

"Uh, your Majesty, I, Lin Feng, greet you. May your Majesty be well."

"Good, very good. I just came to see this great hero who has won countless battles and defeated the rebels."

"The Holy Spirit praises you."

Zhu Qisheng opened the door and helped Zhao Zhen get down from the carriage.

Except for Prince Rui, Grand Tutor Wan and Lin Feng, everyone behind them knelt on the ground. While Lin Feng was hesitating, Zhao Zhen had already grabbed his arm.

"Haha, what a refined general! You won't have to kneel down and bow to me when you see me from now on."

"Thank you Lord for your grace."

Lin Feng immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, he is not used to kneeling down to others, even if it is the emperor.

Like King Rui, Zhao Zhen grabbed Lin Feng's hand and walked forward surrounded by the crowd.

They walked across the Nine-Curve Bridge in front of the courtyard and entered the water pavilion.

The Jinwu Guards stopped everyone at the bridgehead, and only the eunuch Zhu Qisheng remained with the emperor.

"Lin Feng, tell me the truth, when will you be able to defeat this rebel army?"

Zhao Zhen looked at Lin Feng and asked.

"Your Majesty, this is difficult to say. I currently have less than 50,000 troops, while the rebels number over 100,000 and are constantly expanding. The Imperial Guards are stagnant, and the gap between the two sides is widening."

"How could my Imperial Guards, numbering 120,000, be less than 50,000?"

"Your Majesty also said that they are your Royal Guards. How could they obey my orders?"

"You are now the deputy commander of the Royal Guards, so of course you can command them."

"What about the commander of the Royal Guards?"

Zhao Zhen paused. "You're talking about Grand Tutor Wan, right? Alas, a veteran minister who has served for three dynasties, I think it's okay to show him some respect."

Lin Feng shook his head: "Respect is mutual. An army that can win a battle can only have one person who has the final say."

"Grandmaster Wan has returned home to recuperate and is no longer involved in military affairs."

"His influence is so great that some people still don't obey his orders."

"Lin Feng, your Zhenxi Army was able to defeat the rebels before, and it can still do so now."

Lin Feng shook his head: "There are too many places to defend, and not enough manpower."

Lin Feng finally understood that Zhao Zhen just wanted to keep the Imperial Guards and didn't want to hand them all over to himself.

Instead, he was asked to use the Zhenxi Army to resist the rebels.