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Linyi City.

As an important town in the north of Southern Chu, the construction of Linyi City is totally disproportionate to its importance. It is as casual as rebuilding a house on a mound of earth.

It even looks more dilapidated than Qinghe County, which shows Nanchu's attitude towards Daqian.

This is Lin Zhen’s breakthrough.

Once they march from Linyi and then flee in defeat, this small city will not be able to stop Daqian's powerful army.

Xiang Ying temporarily used the government office in the county town as a military camp.

The city is surrounded by thousands of camps, stretching for hundreds of miles, which is extremely majestic.

It can be seen that Nan Chu invested a lot of money in this battle, and Chu Batian was even more determined to achieve success in one battle and capture Daqian.

"Report!!" A voice came from outside the camp gate. Xiang Ying, who was sitting in the middle hall, nodded and went to look.

"Reporting to the commander! Qinghe County Commandant Mao Mengji has returned to the city and there is nothing wrong!"

"Explore again."

"Yes!"

The spy ran out again in a hurry.

At this time, Xiang Ying's military advisor, Zou Renbiao, who was also the chief priest of the Northern Expedition Army, said, "General, it seems we have missed a good opportunity."

"Well, I didn't expect Lin Zhen to be so bold. With our army approaching, he still dared to lead his troops to wipe out the cult. Ha, what a self-righteous fool."

"Opportunities are rare and will never come back. I suggest we attack Qinghe now."

“How come you see?”

"Just think about it, Marshal. Lin Zhen has mobilized the forces of three military guards to wipe out the cult. He should still be in Hejian County now. If we seize the opportunity to attack, how can Qinghe County alone stop our vast army? By the time he comes to his senses, we will have already marched straight into the Central China Plain. How can he stop us? Hehehe."

Zou Renbiao laughed and said, "It's a pity that Lin Zhenxian's brilliant life was ruined by his unlearned grandson in the end."

Xiang Ying was not as optimistic as him.

"How do you know the other three guards didn't come to the front line? How do you know Lin Zhen didn't return to defend? If you ask me, we should wait a little longer."

"Wait? Marshal, it's almost mid-September. If we don't fight now, once the north gets cold, we'll have to wait until next year. How could His Majesty easily forgive you for missing this opportunity? This Lin Zhen is arrogant, conceited, and an uneducated playboy. I heard he even begged Lin Zhenxian to marry a maid from the Minister's family. Do you really need to worry about such a person, Marshal?"

"It's true that he's a playboy, but Lin Zhenxian is not. I don't believe he would take the initiative to push his grandson to the front lines, let alone his only grandson."

"Great Marshal! Now everyone in the family calls me a rat of Nanchu. It's obvious that Lin Zhenxian doesn't take you seriously. This is a humiliation for you! After so many years, don't you want to avenge your previous humiliation? Have you forgotten the battle of the Yellow River?"

"I haven't forgotten!" Xiang Ying's expression was solemn. "But the more so, the more we must not act rashly!"

Zou Renbiao sighed.

Alas, how did I end up with such a handsome guy? I am too cautious!

It's understandable that you were so cautious when beating Lin Zhenxian, but why should you hesitate when beating that big idiot Lin Zhen?

"General, if you truly disagree, we can send a small force to discuss the situation. If Qinghe County's defenses are insufficient, it means the Three Guards haven't returned yet. We can seize the opportunity to launch a large-scale attack. If not, we can make further plans."

Upon hearing this, Xiang Ying looked at the map again and fell into deep thought.

This contemplation lasted the entire afternoon, and Zou Renbiao made the decision only after his tea had lost its color.

"Well, let's give it a try! Send Yang Wenping with 5,000 vanguard troops to challenge. If Mao Mengji dares to come out to fight, we'll kill him and take the opportunity to attack the city. If he doesn't dare to come out, let the 5,000 troops attack the city directly! Also, send Yan Wenbao with 20,000 troops to support the attack. If the situation is favorable, we'll attack directly. If not, we'll withdraw. We won't suffer too many losses."

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll go pass on the order right away."

Zou Renbiao was speechless.

What would happen if you just sent 100,000 troops to attack? And you're even thinking of fighting generals?

......

Lin Zhen also came back with Mao Mengji.

He was just dressed as a follower, and only after entering Qinghe County did he change into the appearance of a prince.

This is also to conceal the truth.

At this time, Qinghe County was already in a level one combat readiness state, and all soldiers were sharpening their swords and ready for battle.

Lin Zhen did not return to the government office to rest, but went directly to the city wall.

He needed to cheer up the soldiers.

Pre-war mobilization is always necessary.

The entire Qinghe County seemed to have only a few thousand soldiers, but in fact Mao Mengji had mobilized all the garrison forces from the three surrounding counties, which was enough to number tens of thousands of people.

Moreover, a month ago, Mao Mengji had trained them in defensive warfare, including moving huge rocks, preparing kerosene, and forging iron shields. Three thousand recurve bows were also transported from the palace.

Xiang Ying didn't know all this. If he dared to launch a large-scale attack, he would repeat the mistakes of Sun Shiwan in Jiangdong in the past.

As for the other three counties, only basic garrisons were left.

The city defenses over there are also tighter, so Lin Zhen is not worried that Xiang Ying will attack.

No one would leave the weak ones alone and chew on the iron sheet.

That's not war, that's mental illness.

On the city wall, the soldiers were on high alert, not daring to be careless at all. Lin Zhen shouted every few steps.

"Soldiers! This battle concerns the life and death of our Daqian. I, Lin Zhen, will always be with you!"

"You are the bravest soldiers of my Great Qian, and the pride of the prince! After this battle, anyone who survives will be promoted two ranks and rewarded with five hundred silver coins!"

Mao Mengji also understood this, and after Lin Zhen finished shouting, he joined in.

"Soldiers! The Crown Prince is on the battlefield himself, and he's not afraid. Why should we be afraid? For the Crown Prince, for the people of Daqian! We must defend the city to the death and not retreat a single step!"

"Defend the city to the death and never retreat!"

"Defend the city to the death and never retreat!"

The soldiers also shouted along with Mao Mengji.

Lin Zhen's heart was pounding.

No wonder every man dreams of becoming a general.

The feeling of inspecting troops on the battlefield is so cool.

After patrolling along the city wall and cheering up the soldiers, Lin Zhen returned to the government office.

Mao Mengji followed him, and the two sat opposite each other in the central hall. When the guards brought lunch, Mao Mengji asked.

"Prince, will Nanchu really attack today?"

"Don't worry, eat something first so you can go out and fight later."

"Prince, you are even more confident than Xiang Ying. Are you so sure they will attack today?"

"Of course he will. Even if Xiang Ying is patient, he won't be able to withstand Chu Batian's imperial decree. I've already calculated that he will send a small force, not a large army."

Mao Mengji saw Lin Zhen eating so sweetly that he felt anxious and helpless for a moment.

I really don't know where this brother-in-law's confidence comes from, he has obviously never fought in a war.

"Alas, please forgive my impatience. Please eat slowly. I still need to go to the city wall to take a look."

"Well, let's go."

Lin Zhen was not worried at all.

The army of Southern Chu was good at naval battles rather than sieges.

The geographical situation gave them more warships but fewer war horses, so even if they attacked the city with an absolute numerical advantage, they were no match for Daqian.

What's more, Lin Zhen's plan was very careful, and he took into account almost every possibility. If he couldn't win again, he could travel back and continue to be a shameless leader.

......

Before sunset, Yang Wenping, the vanguard general of Southern Chu, led 5,000 soldiers to the city.

Behind him were countless ladders, siege engines, battering rams, and catapults, and it looked like they were about to attack the city.

I saw this guy holding a big knife at the bottom of the city wall and cursing: "Mao Mengji! Fuck your mother!"

"I..." Mao Mengji was stunned by the scolding.

"You cowardly little coward, why don't you open the city and surrender to your grandfather? Otherwise, when I get in, no one in Qinghe County will be left alive!"

grandma's.

Mao Mengji was so angry that his whole body was shaking.

I knew I was going to be scolded, but I didn't expect the scolding to be so harsh.

Is this still a general? He's just a gangster!

"Yang Wenping! You're a general, but you speak so vulgarly!"

"Stop the bullshit, if you're a real man, come down and fight me to the death! If you don't, yell three times that I'm a bitch!"

Lin Zhen also stood on the city wall, holding a piece of dogtail grass between his teeth. He nudged Mao Mengji with his elbow and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Can you tolerate this?"

"You bastard! Someone, take my weapon!"

"Yes!"

Mao Mengji ran down the city wall, and the city gate was wide open.

He was seen riding a horse, holding a spear, wearing silver armor and a black robe, without a single soldier following him. Finally, he and Yang Wenping looked at each other on the bank of the moat, and the difference in strength was immediately apparent.

He turned around and shouted, "Let go of the drawbridge!"

“Crunch—”

The drawbridge was lowered. Seeing the courage of such a young general, Yang Wenping praised him immediately, "What a courageous young man! Look at the sword!"

Yang Wenping rushed over on a fast horse, holding a big knife.

Then Lin Zhen shouted, "Lift the drawbridge!"

Crunch——

The drawbridge was raised again.

This is also Lin Zhen's cautious consideration.

Although there are rules for fighting generals, Nan Chu is a coward. Who knows if they will rush in and attack the city while the fight is going on?

"Get your death!" Yang Wenping held a long knife in his hand, made a knife flower at his waist, raised it high, and smashed it straight towards Mao Mengji's crown.

If it hits, even the warhorse will be split in half.

However, Mao Mengji was not in a hurry and did not take it head-on. He lightly touched the side of the knife with the tip of the spear, causing it to deviate from its trajectory, and then pulled it out and thrust it forward.

Yang Wenping didn't expect that Mao Mengji could easily resolve his shocking attack, and hurriedly drew his sword to block it.

But how could he be as fast as Mao Mengji? The bullet was about to pierce his head. He turned pale with fear and lowered his head instantly.

Clang——

The helmet flew up into the air.

A head of long black hair fluttered down.

Before he could come to his senses, Mao Mengji had already drawn the long sword from the horse's back and slashed it from bottom to top with all his strength!

歘——

"Forehead...."

A crack deep enough to see the bone started from the horse's belly and extended all the way to his throat.

Then: "Puff——"

Blood gushed out like a fountain.

Both the man and the horse fell to the ground.

Lin Zhen shouted from the city wall: "Good!!"

"Dong dong dong dong dong——"

The drumbeat of victory was sounded, Mao Mengji put down his spear, looked at Yang Wenping's face with his eyes open in death and said.

"Dare to insult my mother, this is what happens."