Chapter 44: The Eight Directions Move

Lin Bin sometimes really wonders if the Han people like infighting by nature, and always don't want to plunder from other races, but attack their own compatriots, with Gongsun Hong's point of view, coupled with many things he has experienced, Lin Bin is more and more sure of his ideas, the accumulation of long-term depression, coupled with Gongsun Hong's chatter, he finally got angry......

"Do you know why they don't want to talk to you more?" Lin Bin shouted angrily: "Why can't you think more for others, always focus on self-interest!" ā€

Gongsun Hong was stunned, according to his thoughts, of course, everything must be self-centered, people are not for themselves, and those who do not know how to pursue self-interest are fools. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info He was a smart man who knew what kind of reaction to make at what time, and like that, he quietly listened to Lin Bin roaring, and in the middle of the night, the roar spread far away, so much so that it alarmed the scouts sent out to guard.

The scout ran in a hurry, but only panted slightly, he came to Lin Bin's horse and clenched his fists: "My lord? ā€

Lin Bin suppressed his anger and waved his hand, "It's okay, go on alert." ā€

The scout's sense of responsibility is too heavy, "My lord, do you want to invite Chief Jiashi?" ā€

"......" Lin Bin raised his head and looked at the sky, the stars dotted, "No need." ā€

Waiting for the scout to go away, Lin Bin couldn't get up anymore after being stirred up like this, and sighed in his heart, "Brother Gongsun, if you continue like this, you will suffer, and when you are in real danger, who is willing to sacrifice your life to save you?" After speaking, he patted the horse's neck, and the war horse slowly stepped forward.

Although Lin Bin gathered more than 600 people around him, the feeling of loneliness haunted him all the time, it was okay when the war was frequent, he didn't have time to think about it, whenever it was quiet at night, even if he was holding a swallow in his arms, the feeling of loneliness never disappeared.

He is like a leaf falling on the surface of the river, with the river constantly drifting, I don't know what lies ahead, I don't know where the end is, as the strange and familiar people around him have been replaced, the heart that originally wanted to build a career and participate in the rise of the nation is like hanging in the air constantly ups and downs, never stable.

Immediately, looking at the endless darkness, the cool and cold wind blowing, I couldn't hear the sound of the grass being moved, where did the grass come from in Chenzhuang, which had experienced burning? There is only the ruined wall, and the tragic scene of being burned. The wind whistled by, forever like the screams of the Han people when they were slaughtered.

"It can't go on like this!" Lin Bin clenched the hilt of the scimitar, he seemed to have become accustomed to the killing arena, and began to dislike enjoying the peace, "To find a way to suppress Gongsun Hong's ambitions, he began to become more and more uncontrollable." Koga is a good candidate, but unfortunately he is too proud to stretch or shrink. ā€

Lin Bin firmly believed that Gongsun Hong would be a threat sooner or later, and under Gongsun Hong's intentional or unintentional manipulation, the soldiers from Yanmen County who came to join the whole collective after the last rectification began to frequently complain about the injustice between the team rates in recent times. Lin Bin thought for a long time and found that Gongsun Hong was trying to create the so-called balance, Lin Bin felt that there was no need to make any checks and balances at all, there were only a few people in the team, and then forming a gang could only be internal attrition.

Chen Yi ...... Chen Yi ......, what is he thinking? "Lin Bin still remembers the man in shabby clothes and armor who sobbed because he found a sense of security," Chen Yi seems to be weak, but his character is very resolute, and he treats his subordinates very sincerely, which is a personal choice. ā€

Thinking all the way, the horse was actually close to the entrance of the village, and the soldiers who were ambushed in the dark to guard saw that the person who came was Lin Bin, and walked out of the broken wall, and respectfully hugged his fists, "See my lord!" ā€œ

"Is there anything unusual?"

"An hour ago, the scouts in front reported that they found more than 20 unflagged knights, and the knights who did not know where they belonged fled south in panic, and there were more than 300 horsemen behind them in pursuit."

During the march, the Hun cavalry could often be seen chasing and killing the herdsmen of various ethnic groups, so they were not surprised by this, just as it was another ordinary chance encounter, as long as the target was not them, as for who was being chased, it had nothing to do with them. The closer you get to the Loop, the more frequent this happens, and as those familiar with the Loop say, there is never a shortage of killings.

Lin Bin learned from many people that Heshuo is only more than 400 miles away from Chang'an, the capital of the Han Kingdom, if it were not for the Qinling Barrier in the south, the Yellow River moat in the north, and the years in the east, which were originally condescending, there were forbidden ditches, original Wanggou, Manluochuan and other natural defense lines that cut off the east and west, and the Hun cavalry could send troops to Chang'an City within five days, and from here we also knew why the Han State would lay heavy defenses in this direction all year round.

Chang'an, the capital of the Han Kingdom, ruled over 14 million Han people, and it is so close to the habitat of the alien race. In this era, there is no such thing as the Son of Heaven guarding the country, but it is precisely because of its existence that the alien race really cannot drive straight down. It is precisely because the Son of Heaven who lives in Chang'an is so close to the alien race that he has a strong sense of existential crisis.

...... changing the status quo, what Lin Bin has to do is to change the current status quo, and he must suppress Gongsun Hong's ambitions, otherwise all the people will be dragged into the abyss and fall to pieces. He thought about it a lot, and it seemed that he had not been at peace for a moment since he came here, as if there was a line manipulating all the time, what he wanted, where he went, all of his body could not help himself, whenever he thought he was going to settle down, something would happen to change the originally peaceful situation.

"Look! There's someone ahead! ā€

Lin Bin heard the voice and looked forward, he couldn't really see it in the dark vision, he could only vaguely see a lonely black shadow moving rapidly in the darkness, and it rushed straight towards the village.

"Knight, a knight!" The scout's eyesight was very good, and he hurriedly ran to Lin Bin, "My lord! What to do? ā€

Lin Bin put aside those messy thoughts and shouted: "Go back and gather people and horses, so that the non-combatants are ready to withdraw!" Others, follow me! He drew his scimitar, clamped his legs between the belly of the horse, and the horse galloped with a snort and hooves.

Five men ran out of the darkness, and they were the guards who had been assigned to be on guard, and they also ran with their weapons......

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Lin Bin's horse was galloping, his eyes were fixed on the approaching lone horseman, the scimitar in his hand was horizontal, and he was about to chop.

"Is it the Huns' scouts?"

It was about to get closer, and the knight in front seemed to find someone in front of him, and he wanted to urgently rein in the horse and turn around in the case of the war horse's rapid gallop, but the war horse stumbled, neighed and fell, and with a 'bang', the knight was thrown out and rolled on the ground for a few meters, trying to get up.

"......" Lin Bin's speed did not decrease, the originally lofty scimitar was pressed down, and his body was also tilted, intending to chop down with a knife once he approached.

10 meters ......

Five-meter ......

Lin Bin's eyes had narrowed, the hand holding the handle of the knife, the green tendons on the back of his hand had skyrocketed, he had adjusted the speed of the horse, and his arm was fully extended, when he was about to split out, he heard the knight who had fallen off the horse kneeling on one leg, drawing out the iron sword and roaring, "Come on!" ā€

"Han Chinese!?" Lin Bin's scimitar was too late to regain momentum, so he could only control his strength, and lifted the blade that was originally going to be chopped to the neck, and with a 'bang', the blade slashed at the sword body, the iron sword was knocked away, and the knight's arm also made a strange sound, and he hung down weakly, and his body fell to the ground.

Lin Bin tightened his horse's belly with his legs, tightened the reins, and immediately quietly watched the knight who got up from the ground again, trying to pick up the sword. At this time, the soldiers had already followed, and they didn't need Lin Bin's instructions to surround the knight in a circle, and just waited for Lin Bin's order to poke out the spear in his hand.

"Live!"

"No!"

After a futile struggle, the knight, whose right arm was dislocated, was pounced on by the soldier and fell to the ground, and he was still roaring, and the roar was heard far and wide in the middle of the night. Lin Bin was afraid of attracting foreign races, so he dismounted and walked behind him, and slashed his palm at the knight's neck, causing the knight to faint.

"Take it back!"

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