Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 23 Angry Lin Chuan
Under the siege of the Xingtu soldiers, there were two hundred brave soldiers of the Central Army, but the good dogs couldn't stand the wolves, and they were all chopped down to the ground in a short time, turning into cold corpses.

Meng Yi was already struggling under Xiao Zhan's pressure, but now with Lin Chuan, it was even more miserable.

Just as Meng Yi blocked Xiao Zhan's saber, Lin Chuan knocked him to the ground with an elbow. He struggled to get up, but several bright sabers were already on his neck.

Looking at the stopped Meng Yi, Lin Chuan ordered: "Tie it up, and I will interrogate it properly."

"Traitors, my Marshal will not spare you!!" The wolf-like Xingtu soldiers around found a thick rope and tied Meng Yi tightly. No matter how Meng Yi struggled and insulted, Lin Chuan turned a deaf ear to him.

The entire long street was already filled with dead bodies. Under the light of the fire, it was a mess. The residents of Wuzhen hid in their houses, shivering.

"Clean the battlefield and collect the spoils!"

Lin Chuan put the saber back into the scabbard and headed towards the tutelary mansion.

Not long after, Sith, who was in charge of capturing the boats, reported that all the two hundred fishing boats were under his control, and Lin Chuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Due to the rapid flow of the Qinghe River, Lin Chuan planned to cross the river again in the morning, which would be safer and more secure.

"My lord, my subordinates have something to report." Lin Chuan was cleaning the blood on his body in the guard mansion, and the guards were helping him re-bandage the wound when Liu Zichen walked in.

Lin Chuan raised his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

Liu Zichen is a scholar. Although he is wearing a black military uniform, he can't hide his elegance.

Because he was not suitable for fighting, he was specially taken care of by Lin Chuan. He did not have to go to the battlefield to fight. He served as a clerk, responsible for registering military achievements and managing finances.

Liu Zichen stepped forward, "I don't know if I should say something or not?"

"They're all brothers, but it's okay for you to say."

Liu Zichen gritted his teeth, as if he had taken a lot of courage, and said, "My lord, please follow me."

Lin Chuan showed suspicion. He didn't know what kind of medicine Liu Zichen sold in his gourd, but he stood up and walked out with Liu Zichen.

The streets were still covered with corpses, but the corpses of Xing Tujun's own people were being collected and buried, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

As the victors, the Xing Tu soldiers seized a lot of good things in large and small bags at the moment. When they saw Lin Chuan, they saw Lin Chuan and hurriedly paid tribute to the commander who led them to victory.

Under the leadership of Liu Zichen, Lin Chuan had just turned a street corner when his painting style suddenly changed.

A large number of Xingtu fighters are now wantonly plundering the civilians in Wuzhen.

The Xing Tu soldiers broke through the door, and whenever they saw something they liked, they slammed into the sack in their hands. When they encountered a little resistance, their swords slashed, and there was a rain of blood.

Facing the fierce Xingtu fighters, unarmed civilians are like lambs, ready to be slaughtered.

Lin Chuan saw with his own eyes that several Xingtu soldiers threw several commoner women to the ground with ferocious faces, and wantonly abused them. Some women could not bear the humiliation and hit the wall to death.

The Xing Tu soldiers laughed wildly everywhere. The drunk Xing Tu soldiers set fire to the houses of the common people, and a raging fire suddenly ignited. .

The Xingtu soldiers have no military pay and no guarantees. All of their things are obtained from the enemy by fighting with their lives. Almost let it go.

In the eyes of the officers of the Xing Tu Army, as long as they can win the battle, I can agree to whatever you do.

Since the Xingtu Army has not been bound by military discipline since its establishment, the Xingtu Army's army is now defeated. On the way to escape, in order to survive, the Xingtu soldiers also began to plunder and massacre civilians.

Because he had been running for his life and fighting all the time, Lin Chuan had no time to think about military discipline, because at that time the pursuers were pressing hard and would be in danger all the time.

Now that they stopped suddenly, the ugly nature of the Xing Tu army was immediately exposed. Maybe they were brave fighters on the battlefield, but now they are just a group of crazy beasts, thugs without mercy.

If it wasn't for Liu Zichen's reminder, Lin Chuan might not know what unreasonable things his subordinates did.

Lin Chuan's face was ashen, and he shouted: "Thunderstorm, you go to pass the order, whoever dares to stay on the street after half an hour will be killed without mercy!"

Lin Chuan's guard, Thunderstorm, knew that Lin Chuan was angry, so he trotted to deliver the order.

"My lord has an order to return to the camp within half a quarter of an hour. Anyone who does not obey the order will be killed without mercy!" The sound of the thunderstorm echoed in Wuzhen like a thunderstorm.

Half an hour later, most of the Xingtu fighters had returned to the camp, but there were still some Xingtu fighters who did not return.

Lin Chuan stood at the gate of the camp and called Thunderstorm and said: "Take my guards, and those who fail to return to the camp on time will be killed without mercy!"

The thunderstorm led people to start arresting people street by street.

On one street, several drunk Xingtu fighters were beating a woman.

"Catch it!" Thunderstorm waved his hand, and several wolf-like guard soldiers rushed up.

"I see who dares!" A violent centurion yelled, and the guard soldiers stopped and looked at the thunderstorm.

Thunderstorm stepped forward, "My lord has an order, those who fail to return to the camp on time will be killed without mercy."

"What are you! My lord has to be polite when he sees me." The chief centurion, who was clearly drunk, slapped Thunderstorm on the face.

As the captain of Lin Chuan's guard, Lei Tian slowly turned his head, a pair of copper bell-like eyes stared at the centurion who slapped him, and a sternness flashed in his eyes.

"Pfft!" The next moment, the head of the arrogant centurion fell to the ground, and the Xingtu soldiers who were still violent were stunned. They didn't expect that the thunderstorm really dared to kill people, and even killed a centurion.

In the Xingtu army, all those who can become the rank of a hundred commanders are fierce, and all of them crawled out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and now they have their heads chopped off by the thunderstorm.

"Catch them all back!" Thunderstorm's saber returned to its sheath and ordered.

Several Xingtu soldiers wanted to resist, but when they saw Thunderstorm's sharp eyes, they obediently threw away their weapons and let the guards tie them up.

Not long after, all 51 Xingtu soldiers without honor orders were tied up in the camp. Of course, there was also a centurion whose body was separated.

More than 4000 Xingtu soldiers stood in the camp. Lin Chuan stood in front of them with a pale face, and the air was suffocating.

After a long time, Lin Chuan calmed down the anger in his heart, raised his head, looked at these Xingtu soldiers with broken armor, pointed to the burning Wuzhen and asked loudly:
"Tell me, soldiers, what were you doing just now?"

The Xing Tu soldiers lowered their heads in shame, and fell silent.

(End of this chapter)