dognovel Chapter 652 A great victory
Chapter 652 A great victory
The Jiangcheng private army was the first to be transformed by Lin Ping. They were equipped not only with powerful bows, strong knives, and military daggers, but also with bayonets and stirrups. After several months of training, their strength has greatly increased, and 10,000 men are definitely equivalent to 20,000 men.
The private army of the mountain city government followed closely behind, and its strength should not be underestimated.
To demonstrate his stance, the lord of the mountain city not only mobilized all his private troops but also dispatched 10,000 well-trained military households.
Thirty thousand warhorses marched steadily toward the battlefield, causing even the earth to tremble.
"What happened? Lü Yan, you've ruined me!" The Lord of Ningguo City said in despair, regretting his alliance with Lotus Palace to attack the imperial court.
Lu Yan was also quite frightened and stammered, unable to utter a single word.
Lotus Palace had long planned this rebellion, secretly joining forces with the six city lords.
Although only the three city lords were willing to form an alliance, the other three city lords remained neutral and had no reason to help the imperial court.
After all, the imperial court had the idea of reclaiming the fiefdoms of the six major city lords, and since their positions were different, they naturally could not help each other.
Recent events have completely stunned Lü Yan. First, the Lord of Fengyang attacked Lotus Palace, and now the Lords of Jiangcheng and Shancheng have joined forces to help the imperial court.
This doesn't seem to be the direction the story is heading.
With 35,000 men against 20,000, Lin Ping already held the advantage. In addition, they were well-equipped and brave, making the situation completely one-sided.
The hundreds of disciples of Lotus Palace were all in danger. Although they were experts, the feeling of being besieged by tens of thousands of troops was really unpleasant, and the thought of escaping was growing in their hearts.
Lu Yan's murderous eyes were fixed on Lin Ping, and he kept gritting his teeth.
He wanted to take the opportunity to kill Lin Ping, but felt it would be too difficult.
The enemy seemed to have been prepared long ago, deliberately hiding behind tens of thousands of troops, and protected by thousands of crossbowmen. Even experts at the Red Lotus Realm could not break through.
"Lotus Palace disciples, listen to my command! Retreat immediately!" Lü Yan shouted.
Faced with the siege of Lin Ping's army, the Ningguo Prefecture's private troops were unlikely to escape.
Lu Yan had no choice but to abandon this ally and gather all the forces of the Lotus Palace to escape.
Once he successfully enters Tianmu Mountain, Lü Yan will not be afraid of Lin Ping.
On the towering mountain peaks, the imperial army was unable to maneuver effectively, and besides, entering the Lotus Palace required passing through that underwater secret passage.
As long as the Lotus Palace disciples guard the exit of the secret passage, they can kill any number of people who come.
Their plan to attack the imperial court did indeed fail, but it wouldn't bring utter destruction to the Lotus Palace. At most, it would just keep quiet for a while, proving that as long as the green hills remain, there's always hope for a future resurgence.
The Lotus Palace disciples had long intended to flee, and upon hearing Lü Yan's order, they immediately behaved like birds and beasts.
"Can the monk escape but the temple escape?" Lin Ping said coldly, without ordering an operation to capture them.
Compared to ordinary soldiers, these Lotus Palace disciples were all experts.
If they want to run, the chances of stopping them are slim.
Lin Ping didn't want to waste too many troops on them, since they would be able to meet again soon anyway.
"Master Lü, save me!" The City Lord of Ningguo pleaded desperately, seeing the situation was dire.
A city lord without military power is of no use to the Lotus Palace.
Lu Yan naturally didn't want to take this burden with him, so he declined, saying, "I'll go back and get reinforcements. You guys must hold on!"
The city lord of Ningguo felt a chill run down his spine and shouted, "Screw your reinforcements! I'll haunt you even in death!"
Seeing his soldiers being killed one after another, the Lord of Ningguo City was filled with rage, and all his anger was directed at Lin Ping.
"You brat, you ruined my plans! I'm going to drag you down to hell with me!"
The city lord of Ningguo rushed over, his face contorted with rage.
"I also want to go to hell, but the King of Hell won't take me!" Lin Ping shook his head and said, "Since you insist, I will grant your request."
After saying that, Lin Ping pulled a cold-looking pistol from his crotch. As he pulled the trigger, a flash of light shot out from the barrel.
Then... a large pit appeared on the forehead of the Lord of Ningguo City, and drops of red and black blood dripped down his cheeks.
The Lord of Ningguo City looked at Lin Ping unwillingly, but the curse he was about to utter remained unspoken.
The city lord of a generation is dead!
Lin Ping shook his head regretfully and said, "Brother Pang, cut off his head and keep it for him."
Pang Xingji glanced at Lin Ping timidly, thinking he was going to collect the body, but instead he was chopping off the head.
This is too cruel; it's exactly the kind of thing Pang Xingji likes.
The lord of Ningguo City died, and his soldiers threw down their weapons and surrendered.
Lin Ping was not a butcher after all; he accepted their surrender, but kept the number to around ten thousand.
On the city wall of Yingtian Prefecture, everyone stared in disbelief at the battlefield.
"Is this a victory?" The king rubbed his eyes, still unable to understand what had happened outside the city.
"It's probably a victory," Xia Linglong nodded in agreement.
"But we didn't do anything!" The king felt a little guilty about this sudden victory.
"My husband, my husband has returned!"
Even if Lin Ping were hidden among tens of thousands of troops, Zhou Xiyin could spot him at a glance.
She excitedly ran down the city wall, ready to rush out of the city gate.
The city guards dared not open the gate, but they were no match for the three thousand crossbowmen, so they had no choice but to obediently let them pass.
The king realized what was happening and ordered the city gates to be opened wide to personally welcome Lin Ping's triumphant return.
Faced with the simultaneous appearance of the King and Zhou Xiyin, Lin Ping naturally chose the latter.
"What a stupid woman, doesn't she know it's dangerous here?" Lin Ping scolded, feigning anger.
"I'm afraid the city gates will be breached," Zhou Xiyin said, sounding aggrieved, like a child who had made a mistake.
"Defending the country is my husband's business, why are you getting involved?" She said fiercely, but her heart was in turmoil.
Lin Xiaomei hid behind Zhou Xiyin, not daring to face Lin Ping's murderous eyes.
After hesitating for a long time, she decided to take the initiative to apologize: "It's all my fault for not taking good care of my sister-in-law. Please punish me, brother."
The girl's flustered appearance was quite adorable, and Lin Ping couldn't help but laugh.
"Look how much trouble you've made for your little sister! You're not allowed to bully her anymore!" Zhou Xiyin said, pouting, ready to be Lin Xiaomei's strong support.
"Cough cough cough..."
A soft cough came from not far away.
"Are you choking on a feather? What are you coughing for!" Lin Ping said angrily. How could he tolerate being interrupted while he was being intimate with his wife?
When he looked up, he was immediately terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.
His previously cold face instantly transformed into a blooming chrysanthemum, and he said respectfully, "Your humble servant greets Your Majesty."
Lin Ping was a hero who saved the country, so even if he had a bit of a rascal-like personality, it wouldn't be a big deal.
The king smiled kindly and helped Lin Ping up, saying, "My dear minister, you may rise. You have worked hard. Come with me to the court and we will talk slowly."
Riding in the same carriage as the king is the greatest honor for a subject, enough for him to brag about for a year.
Logically, he should have walked respectfully behind the king, but he disregarded this and rushed ahead, constantly scrutinizing the king's carriage with the eyes of a commoner.