Volume 4: South Flying Geese

- A man who has been abandoned by countless people, there is always a land to accept him

At the Zixiao Gate, the feather forest is like the sea.

The battle has ended, the Longwu general Lian Wei has died, the Longwu army has accepted the fact of defeat, and the most important thing is that they heard the death knell of His Majesty's death, and they know that there is no point in fighting any longer.

Lin Rong was dressed in armor, holding the saber at his waist in his left hand, and a treacherous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He's always wanted to do something big, and tonight, he did.

It was supposed to be a very quiet and stable night, except for the patrols, most of the people in the Yulin Army had already fallen asleep, including Xue Zhao, the general of Yulin.

However, he privately mobilized some feather forests, sealed the Zixiao Gate and the Canglong Gate, and under the offensive of the Longwu Army, he cooperated with the Shenwu General and finally won.

He was able to do this, relying not only on his prestige, his youthful promising, but also on the terrifying influence of his father Lin Diao.

He stood at the head of the city, imagining the scene of Li Xianyue, the king of Jin, fighting against a thousand armies alone, with some indescribable emotions.

The people of the Northern Tang Dynasty respected Li Xianyue, of course he was, but Li Xianyue actually attached importance to Guan Kuo, which made him very uncomfortable, if Li Xianyue's death could bring a devastating blow to Guan Kuo, it would make him feel very happy.

He calculated the time, and his father should be about to do it.

Under the imperial city, several commotions emerged among the Yulin army.

He was taken aback for a moment and looked down.

A figure came from the gloom in the distance against the icy rain, and it was impossible to see it really.

But the Yulin Army outside the Zixiao Gate saw that person clearly.

The rain dripped on the red armor as if it had been soaked in blood.

It was a very deep red, slightly blackened, as if the blood had been superimposed over many years.

It was a very young man, with a tall posture and a straight waist, and his handsome face was as gloomy as the sky above his head.

The sound of iron grinding against the slabs wafted through the heavy rain, and he dragged his spear, leaving a shallow mark along the way, which was then washed away by the rain.

Several Yulin knelt on one knee, their heads bowed, and no one dared to speak.

More and more Yulin fell to one knee, and that was because they were facing the supreme majesty.

Lin Rong's face became a little unpleasant, and he came down from the city tower.

Clenched his fists and knelt on one knee at the gate of the city.

The young man in bright red armor got closer, and the sound of the spear being dragged continued.

After a long time, it stopped.

Lin Rong saw his feet.

Raising his head and looking at this first person of the young generation in the Northern Tang Dynasty, Lin Rong saw an unforgettable anger on that gloomy face, so he understood and didn't understand.

Xue Zhao didn't speak, and he couldn't speak for a while.

But the oppressive silence still made him uncomfortable.

After a long time, he asked, "Xue Zhao, what do you mean by looking at me like this?" ”

"Please call me General." Xue Zhao said coldly.

Lin Rong felt an indescribable sense of crisis.

Based on his relationship with Xue Zhao, he never called General Xue Zhao, today is the first time, and it is different from Xue Zhao asking others to call him General.

A wave of unwillingness, annoyance, and resentment rushed to his heart, Lin Rong stood up suddenly, took a step forward, looked into Xue Zhao's eyes, and said, "Are you hating me?" You know, everything I do is for myself, but at the same time for you! ”

"For me?" Xue Zhao stared at him coldly, "Let me bear the great sin of rebellion?" ”

"Xue Zhao, you are such an idiot!" Lin Rong yelled at him: "Only His Royal Highness the King of Qin can make the Tang Dynasty prosperous, Li Xianyue, he will only support people like Guan Kuo, when the villain gains power, I am afraid that Her Royal Highness Princess Guangle will fall into the hands of that beast!" ”

Xue Zhao suddenly changed color, and a shot was fired horizontally towards Lin Rong.

His movements were so sudden, and completely unexpected, that even the surrounding Yulin Army let out an exclamation.

Lin Rong's face suddenly became particularly ugly, he didn't expect Xue Zhao to burst out, he didn't have time to draw his knife at all, he could only stretch out his arm to resist.

"Bang!" The huge force made Lin Rong retreat suddenly, the sweat on his forehead dripping down with the rain, his teeth clenched, he knew very well that his arm bones must be cracked.

"Xue Zhao, are you crazy!?" He roared.

Immediately afterwards, he let out a sneer: "Haha, I know, you are in a hurry, you have always wanted to be a gentleman in a pedantic way, when it comes to Her Royal Highness the Princess, you will also be anxious?" ”

"You have to understand, if you don't believe me, let Guan Kuo go, and work with His Majesty to suppress His Royal Highness King Qin, then Li Xiyun will definitely fall into Guan Kuo's hands, and it will be too late for you to regret it then!" He shouted.

Xue Zhao's gun was drawn again.

This time, Lin Rong was already prepared, and he pulled out his knife with a "sonorous" sound to resist the blow.

Xue Zhao didn't make a ruthless move, and the blow was blocked.

He withdrew his spear and said in a cold voice, "Arrest him and deal with it when I get back." ”

Lin Rong's eyes became terrifying, almost hitting his face: "Xue Zhao, I see, you are the real fool, right!?" ”

Seeing that no one was moving, Xue Zhao rushed his spear towards the ground, making a dull sound and hitting the raindrops in the heavy rain.

Several Yu Lin approached with hesitation on their faces, wanting to catch Lin Rong, Lin Rong snorted coldly and shouted, "You dare? ”

He swung his knife a few times, but those few Yulin didn't dare to approach.

Xue Zhao made a move.

He's quick and powerful.

The eldest prince of the Lin Mansion, who had a lot of fame in the Northern Tang Dynasty, was vulnerable in front of him, and retreated, and after a few moments, the long knife was knocked away, let out a muffled snort of pain, and fell to his knees.

"Take him under control and take him away." Xue Zhao's voice became a little calmer at this moment.

"Let's go!" He shouted.

Two or three hundred feather forests at the city gate surrounded them, but they looked suspicious, obviously not understanding what he was going to do.

"What do you want to do?" Lin Rong was struggling, but because he was injured by Xue Zhao, now even two ordinary Yulin couldn't break free.

"Kill the thief Li Zenan, Hei Baicheng and others, and rescue His Royal Highness the King of Jin!" Xue Zhao dragged the spear, crossed the Zixiao Gate, and strode forward, his whole person was filled with a dangerous aura.

The feather forests behind glanced at each other and followed one after another.

"You're such a psychopath!" Lin Rong shouted, and then, he seemed to be extremely proud, and let out a sickly laugh: "Hahaha, Xue Zhao, you go, go, see if you still have time, not long ago, the old general Guanying entered from Zixiao Gate and killed Li Xianyue, I think you still have time to go over now!" ”

Xue Zhao's shoulders trembled, but his pace did not slow down a bit.

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(End of chapter)