Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 677 Testing the Tongue

Seeing that Lin Feng remained silent, Zhu Qisheng smiled awkwardly.

"If Lord Lin has any difficulties, he can report them to His Majesty, and we can also bring a message back to the palace."

Lin Feng shook his head. "I have no hardship. Zhao Gui wants to use these two battalions of soldiers from the Imperial Guard. Just come and get them. I won't stop him."

Zhu Qisheng glanced at Lin Feng's expression and saw that there was nothing strange about it.

"Lord Lin wants General Zhao Gui to lead the troops?"

"Yeah, do I still have to send it to him?"

Zhu Qisheng stood up quickly.

"Okay, that's it. This is the imperial edict. Lord Lin, keep it. I will go to the palace to report it immediately."

He didn't even bother to read the imperial edict and just stuffed it in his hand.

Since Lin Feng said this, Zhu Qisheng felt very relieved.

He did not disobey the order and agreed quite readily. Now it depends on how Zhao Gui will lead the troops.

Lin Feng smiled, motioned Wen Jian to go forward and receive the imperial edict, and then he personally escorted Zhu Qisheng out of the house.

Zhu Qisheng didn't want to stay any longer, so he went out, mounted his horse, waved to Lin Feng who was standing on the steps to see him off, and then urged his horse to gallop towards the city gate.

He had no face to stay even a moment longer to do something like this, which was to take away someone's military power.

Lin Feng's words made Zhao Gui feel troubled.

Of course, he didn't dare to go to Cannes to take over the military power. If he was captured by Lin Feng again, it would be more than just a matter of losing a layer of skin.

With the approval of Grand Tutor Wan, Jiao Sanqiang's Seventh Battalion, consisting of 30,000 troops, has been successfully taken over by Zhao Gui.

Right now is a mixed force of Lin Feng's 30,000 Imperial Guards and Zhenxi Army.

Zhao Gui knew clearly that Lin Feng's 30,000 men were the key to victory in this war.

Although he had a deep hatred for Lin Feng, he had to admit that the combat effectiveness of Lin Feng's team was more than one level higher than Jiao Sanqiang's team.

Whether he could achieve success this time depended entirely on the 30,000 troops under Lin Feng.

If we don’t get it, we definitely can’t go on the expedition.

Zhao Gui thought about it and decided that he had to go to King Rui for a solution.

Prince Rui has always supported Lin Feng. Everyone knows that Lin Feng went to Beijing to support Prince Rui.

As long as his uncle says something, Lin Feng might listen.

Zhao Gui stayed nervously in Prince Rui's study, waiting for Prince Rui to appear.

He waited for a long time before Prince Rui slowly walked into the study. Without even looking at him, he sat down behind the desk.

A maid brought tea, but she didn't serve Zhao Gui a bowl.

Zhao Gui felt uneasy and moved forward with his body bent.

"Uncle Wang, are you feeling unwell today?"

"Who told you?"

Prince Rui glanced at him and asked unhappily.

"You don't look well. You need to get some rest."

"I'm so angry about this. You dare to take on anything? Are you cut out for it?"

Zhao Gui felt aggrieved and argued.

"Uncle Wang just doesn't trust his nephew. Zhao Gui has grown up and is no longer a naive boy. You have to let your nephew fly independently."

King Rui looked up and glared at Zhao Gui.

"I asked you to fly, not to die. Where does your confidence come from?"

"My nephew has memorized all the military books by heart. It's just a matter of taking a city, but he has so many strategies in mind."

Prince Rui shook his head and said, "I won't argue with you about this. Since the emperor has given you permission to lead the troops, you can do whatever you want."

Zhao Gui said anxiously.

"Uncle Wang, I have a problem. How can I mobilize the two battalions under Lin Feng?"

Prince Rui frowned and waved his hand.

"Don't ask me about this, ask Lin Feng."

"Uncle, Lin Feng is someone my nephew can ask."

Prince Rui picked up the teacup and gently blew away the foam.

"How dare you take on this job and propose such a hot-button task? Don't you have a plan in mind?"

Zhao Gui swallowed his saliva and said, "Uncle, the imperial edict has been passed on. Lin Feng replied and asked his nephew to lead the troops himself."

"Then go ahead."

"You are really sending your nephew to his death, uncle."

"Then how about you being alone?"

"Say something, Lin Feng will probably listen."

King Rui looked at Zhao Gui seriously.

"You mean to have Lin Feng bring the team over and hand it over to you personally, right?"

Zhao Gui shook his hands vigorously: "No, no, no, as long as he sends the team to Qiancheng, the rest of the nephews will deal with it themselves."

"Oh? You've already taken over the Seventh Battalion in Qiancheng?"

"Yes, General Jiao has already agreed. As long as my nephew goes to Qiancheng, the handover procedures will be completed immediately."

Prince Rui asked doubtfully, "Without Jiao Sanqiang, can the Seventh Battalion obey your command?"

"Hey, the Grand Tutor said that General Jiao will also be under the command of my nephew."

Prince Rui nodded: "This Wanquan really supports you."

"Grand Master Wan has great confidence in his nephew."

"Humph, I think he has ulterior motives."

"Uncle Wang, you've always lacked confidence in me. This time, I'll show you clearly that if you don't take Jingdong City within ten days, I'll bring my head to you."

Zhao Gui raised his hand firmly.

Prince Rui waved his hand and said, "Stop. You'd better save your life so that I can explain to your father."

"Uncle Wang, do you agree?"

Prince Rui drummed his fingers on the desk, frowning in thought.

"How about this, let Shuo'er go and test Lin Feng's intentions. I can't guarantee whether it will work or not."

Zhao Gui excitedly cupped his hands and said, "As long as Uncle Wang says something, Lin Feng will definitely listen."

"Go back and wait for news."

"Yes, Uncle Wang, I still have to go to Qiancheng to strengthen the team's training."

After saying this, he bowed and took his leave.

When Zhao Shuo received the news from his father, he immediately looked sad and anxious.

On one side is my father, and on the other side is my elder brother. What should I do?

He knew that asking Lin Feng to hand over his military power would be equivalent to squeezing Lin Feng out of the center of major power.

The deputy commander of the Imperial Guards is just a title without any say.

As soon as the military power is handed over, Lin Feng's Zhenxi Army will have no foothold in Kyoto.

Zhao Gui took away the soldiers of the two camps. Regardless of whether the battle was won or lost, he would not hand over the military power back.

However, I still have to complete the task assigned by my father. Time is tight and I can't delay.

Zhao Shuo scratched his head and came to the Kancheng Command Center.

Lin Feng is researching his new warship.

He found that the Zhenxi could only sail or fight in the mainstream of the Jinjiang River, and many tributaries of the Jinjiang River could not be entered because the ship was too large.

However, these tributaries can directly reach the vicinity of many cities.

If we build some small warships, they will play a huge role in sieges of cities.

This idea made Lin Feng very excited.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Just as Lin Feng was immersed in thinking about the small warship, he heard Zhao Shuo asking questions.

He looked up and saw Zhao Shuo peering into the blueprints on his desk.

"Is something wrong?"

"Hehe, it's nothing serious. I just heard that Zhao Gui wants to attack Jingdong City. What do you think, big brother?"

"What am I looking at? This fight should have been fought long ago. These big guys are only concerned with fighting for power and profit all day long, not knowing that death is imminent."

"It's just dull and lifeless. There's no motivation at all."

Seeing Lin Feng lowering his head to look at the drawings again, Zhao Shuo hesitated.

"Hmm...Brother, do you think Zhao Gui can capture Jingdong City?"

"How would I know? I'm not a fortune teller."

Lin Feng didn't pay much attention to him, but was just thinking about how big the small warship should be.

Pei Qiyin stood aside and looked at Zhao Shuo.

"Lord Zhao, please speak frankly. You seem so anxious."