Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 137
Lin Chuan ignored these soldiers who were on the verge of a formidable enemy. After all, he was also a dignified general of the Nanchuan Army, and these soldiers dared not do anything to him.

But things were beyond Lin Chuan's expectations. When he got off his horse and strode towards the wooden house, more than a dozen soldiers guarding in front of the wooden house raised their weapons to block his way.

Lin Chuan's complexion suddenly darkened. As a general of the Nanchuan Army, he was first surprised and then sneered that some soldiers dared to draw their swords and guns at him.

"Sir, no one is allowed to approach here without the order of our Dis Banner Battalion Commander, please forgive me." A soldier wearing a sergeant badge said with a cold tone, completely ignoring General Lin Chuan .

The black cavalry led by Thunderstorm came down one after another, stood silently behind Lin Chuan, and put their hands on the handle of the knife. As long as Lin Chuan gave an order, they would get rid of them in the shortest possible time. guy.

Lin Chuan sneered, he didn't expect that the majestic general of the Nanchuan Army, the person in charge of the whole army plan, would be blocked by a small sergeant. No one would believe it if he said it, but the fact is like this.

Lin Chuan's face was serious, and he strode forward. He didn't see Lin Chuan before, how many soldiers would he be afraid of?He wants to see how this sergeant dares to treat him like this!
"Sir, if you move forward, you will be at your own risk—" Seeing that Lin Chuan ignored the warning and continued to move forward, the sergeant took a step back and threatened.

A flash of anger flashed in Lin Chuan's eyes, didn't he see the golden eagle badge on his collar?Or is he unscrupulous? !
Lin Chuan stared coldly at the sergeant blocking the way, he wanted to see what made the sergeant so unscrupulous.

The sergeant raised his head and looked at Lin Chuan, his eyes were rebellious, without any humility and politeness that a subordinate should have.

"Go away!" Facing the sergeant's provocative gaze, Lin Chuan became angry, and kicked the sergeant's lower abdomen fiercely with his left foot in combat boots. With a scream, the sergeant fell down like a kite with a broken string. He flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

The sergeant clutched his stomach and curled up on the ground, howling in pain. The rest of the soldiers blocking the way were startled and pulled out their weapons with a clang.

Lin Chuan has undergone continuous training with special forces training methods, and now his body has returned to its peak state, and he will lose half his life if he does not die with one kick.

"Crack!" Seeing the soldier in front of him pull out his weapon and point it at him, Lin Chuan shook his hands like a big ear, and five red fingerprints appeared on the soldier's face immediately.

Lin Chuan said angrily: "Give me their weapons!"

Thunderstorm bared his teeth and smiled, revealing his snow-white teeth, which looked extraordinarily austere.

With a wave of his hand, the cavalry behind him swarmed up. More than a dozen soldiers were punched and kicked immediately, and their weapons were confiscated.

These soldiers were just obeying orders. Seeing their sergeants being kicked away, pulling out their weapons was just a subconscious action, and they didn't dare to really want to kill the officer at all.

"I'll come out to deal with you later!" After Lin Chuan finished speaking, he pulled out his saber and smashed the door lock of the wooden house with one stroke, and walked into the wooden house.

The wooden house had no windows, and was damp and dark. It took Lin Chuan a long time to get used to the sudden darkness. With the light coming in from the door, Lin Chuan saw the military judge tied to the stake.

Judge Junker Lin Chuan had seen it before. During the Battle of Sangganhe, he made a fuss against the Seventh Banner Regiment, and it was Judge Junker who came to inform him of the punishment.

At that time, Judge Junker was working beside Lin Nuoyan, full of vigor, and his military uniform was always neat and clean.

But now Lin Chuan can hardly distinguish the faces of the people tied to the stakes. Judge Junker's black military uniform has been turned into strips of cloth because of the whipping, and his whole body can be seen through the thin strips of cloth. Covered with horrific wounds.

Judge Junker's face was bloodless, his eyes were dull, and a long blood groove was drawn on his face. The blood had solidified and turned dark red. His helmet was gone and his hair was disheveled. He was still breathing. It's no different from a dead person.

What a great hatred it is to strike such a ruthless hand, the anger in Lin Chuan's heart churned like magma, and the murderous aura of Ling Lie made the surrounding air freeze.

Swinging a knife, he cut off the rope that was tied to Judge Junker, and Lin Chuan carried Judge Junker out of the cabin. When Thunderstorm saw Junker's appearance, his face showed consternation, and then his eyes were about to burst into anger.

"Water...water..." Military Judge Junker was already extremely weak at this moment, stretching out his hand and shouting weakly, only then did Lin Chuan realize that there were only three of Junker's fingers left, and the other two had turned into bloody wounds.

Thunderstorm hastily untied the water bag at his waist and handed it over.

"Drink slowly, don't rush, don't rush." ​​Lin Chuan whispered while supporting Jun Ke.

The once majestic military judge Junker is now like a weak baby, which makes Lin Chuan feel distressed.

What a good officer, to be tortured to this extent.

"General...I didn't do a good job..." After drinking water, Jun Ke recovered a bit, saw Lin Chuan, and said intermittently.

Lin Chuan comforted: "You've done a good job, take a good rest first, and leave the next thing to me. With me here, I won't allow them to be rampant."

At this moment, a group of officers rushed out from the camp of the No.30 Banner Battalion, and the leader was Diss, the commander of the No.30 Banner Battalion.

Diss was born in Xingtu, with a sultry face and a fierce look. He used to be a bandit and was famous for his ruthlessness. Relying on his bravery on the battlefield, he is now the commander of the No. 30 Banner Battalion.

Dissatisfaction flashed in Diss' eyes when he saw the cronies clutching their stomachs and curling up on the ground and moaning, as well as the military judge Junker who was released.

But facing General Lin Chuan, Diss hid his dissatisfaction very well. After all, Lin Chuan was a general, and he was just a battalion commander.

"Oh, General Lin, why didn't you let me know when you came, you were greeted at a distance, and you were greeted at a distance—" Diss strode over with a smile on his face.

Thunderstorm snorted coldly and stopped in front of Diss, preventing him from approaching Lin Chuan.

Dissatisfaction with the thunderstorm's actions flashed away, and he laughed dryly to hide his embarrassment, and turned his head to the military judge Junker who was lying on the ground.

"General Lin, why did you release the spy of the Dynasty army?"

Judge Junker, who was lying on the ground, was so angry that he couldn't speak when he heard this, and immediately struggled to refute, but was stopped by Lin Chuan's eyes.

"Oh? He's a spy?" Lin Chuan watched Diss' dancing performance with cold eyes.

Diss pretended to be very angry: "General Lin, you don't know, this spy is very powerful. A few days ago, he brought a team of dynasty troops over here, and many of our brothers died!"

"Is it true that all the dead are members of the military discipline team?"

Diss laughed dryly, "The brothers in the military discipline team are all brave, and there are many casualties."

Hearing this, Judge Junker's eyes were a little moist, and he finished with his old brother, and died tragically at the hands of his own people, all because of his own incompetence.

　In fact, the shelves are in a hurry. I have a lot to say. First of all, I would like to thank the book friends who have been supporting me. Thank you for your support. Your support is my biggest motivation. This is my first book. I am constantly learning and working hard. I also hope to do better and better, I will keep working hard, come on.

　　
　
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