Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 488 Major General Amu's Rebellion
"President Lin, I have already ordered someone to prepare the meal, why don't we chat while eating?"

Lin Chuan said with a smile: "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."

Lin Chuan is very happy now. With the support of Marshal Qin Lan of the Southern Army, the reorganization of the Southern Army will go much smoother.

It has been a while since I was ordered to lead the Western Army of Hundred Thousand Towns to fight against the Rain King Longjing when I was in danger, and then led the army to sweep across the twelve provinces, and then to deal with the affairs of the Southern Army.

Thinking of his wife Lan Yu and Frost who had been separated for a long time, Lin Chuan had a feeling of returning home, and wanted to finish the matter here as soon as possible and return to Wangjing to reunite with his family as soon as possible.

"President Lin, please come here--" Qin Lan, as the master at the moment, is trying his best to treat this prosperous inspector-general at this moment, hoping to get closer to him. Home also has a big influence.

"Bang——" Lin Chuan had just turned around, and before he could take a step, the door of the meeting room was knocked open with a bang, and an anxious Southern Army soldier broke in.

"Marshal Qin, Major General Amu is leading troops towards this direction! Killed some of our brothers."

After hearing this, Qin Lan raised her brows coldly and said angrily, "He's courting death!"

When Lin Chuan was negotiating in the conference room, he had already seen that although Qin Lan was a marshal, he could not actually control the southern army, and the major general named Amu didn't take Qin Lan seriously at all.

"Marshal Qin, do you need my help?" Lin Chuan asked with concern when he saw Qin Lan's livid face.

After all, Qin Lan is now a supporter of the reorganization of the Southern Army, and Lin Chuan does not hope that the Southern Army will change hands before the reorganization, so the previous negotiations will be nothing but meaningless.

Qin Lan calmed down his excitement due to anger, and politely declined Lin Chuan's help: "It's all my fault that I am not strict with my subordinates, which makes Amu look like no one. Chief Lin, don't panic. Sit for a while, and I will deal with this matter immediately. Absolutely It will not affect the compilation."

Although Qin Lan said it lightly, it seemed to be a trivial matter, but with Lin Chuan's keen observation ability, he naturally saw that it was by no means that simple.

"Anyway, I'm fine, why not go with Marshal Qin."

Qin Lan hesitated for a moment and then nodded: "That's fine."

Qin Lan strode outside and shouted, "Qin Liang, gather the guards immediately!"

Qin Liang was a descendant of Qin Lan's family, and served as the officer of Qin Lan's marshal guard. After hearing Qin Lan's order, he immediately agreed and trotted to assemble the guard.

When Lin Chuan stepped out of the conference room, Li Qiye and Lei Tian who had gone to eat also rushed back.

"General, the situation has changed. Let us escort you to evacuate immediately." The noise outside became louder and louder, mixed with curses and screams before dying. Both Lei Feng and Li Qiye held swords in their hands, ready to cover Lin Chuan evacuate.

Lin Chuan looked solemn: "It's too late."

Before Lin Chuan finished speaking, he saw a large number of black soldiers from the Southern Army approaching the official office, and the leader was Major General Amu, the head of the Southern Army who left the scene angrily.

The marshal's guard soldiers at the gate of the official office wanted to stop them from breaking in, but only heard a scream. Major General Amu had already cut several guard soldiers to the ground with a knife in his hand.

Amu raised his bloody saber and yelled towards the official office: "Brothers, Miss Qin Lan wants to betray our southern army, rush in and kill her and Wang Jing's envoy!"

"Hoho, kill!" The soldiers of the southern army who were bewitched by Amu let out a loud cry of killing, and rushed towards the official office.

"Brothers, don't be fooled by him, I didn't betray you." Qin Lan, Marshal of the Southern Army, a female class, wanted to explain to the soldiers who rushed in aggressively, but her voice was quickly drowned out by the shaking of the sky. In the sound of shouting and killing.

Qin Lan was about to take a step forward to explain, but Lin Chuan dragged her back as soon as she took a step: "Now that I've seen blood, it's useless to explain, let's organize a guard to defend."

Qin Lan wanted to speak, but seeing Lin Chuan's resolute and confident face, he couldn't help swallowing the words in his throat. Lin Chuan was right, and now that they have met each other, explanations are futile.

"Qin Liang, organize the guards to resist! Ask our people for help!" Qin Lan shouted at the captain of the guards.

"Hurry up, resist, resist." Captain Qin Liang had never participated in actual combat, so he panicked at the moment. Although he said resist, he had no fundamental measures at all.

"Retreat to the steps and form the formation!" Lin Chuan suddenly stood up and shouted loudly. The soldiers of the marshal's guard who had been fighting on their own heard the order, and it was too late for who gave it, so they hurriedly retreated from the melee.

Lin Chuan ignored Qin Lan, Marshal of the Southern Army, who was there, and took over the command without hesitation: "The first row of sword and shield hands, the second row of stabbing gunmen!"

Because the marshal's guards were caught off guard by the attack, they thought that Amu brought people here just to demonstrate, but he didn't expect that he would really kill the killer, and suffered heavy losses for a while, bleeding profusely.

Hearing Lin Chuan's order, only a few dozen guards were able to evacuate from the melee, and the rest were instantly overwhelmed by the rebels. Qin Lan was terrified after seeing it.

Under the organization of Lin Chuan, dozens of guard soldiers who had evacuated to the steps quickly formed a defensive formation by relying on the houses.

"Shield hand to block! Stab spear ready! Stab!" Lin Chuan ordered calmly without any panic at the moment, having experienced many battles.

Lin Chuan's composure affected the guard soldiers to a certain extent. They calmed down from the original panic and began to act according to Lin Chuan's orders.

The menacing rebel soldiers didn't pay attention to the dozens of guard soldiers at all, they yelled and killed them in a chaotic manner.

But what greeted them was a sharp stabbing gun with a cold light. With the sound of popping, the stabbing gun easily penetrated their bodies, and scarlet blood spurted out, forming waves of blood mist.

"Take it!" Seeing the guard soldiers where Leng was, Lin Chuan shouted.

After hearing Lin Chuan's order, the soldiers of the guard carried out subconsciously. The stabbing gun was pulled out and blood was splashed everywhere.

"prick!"

Following Lin Chuan's rhythmic orders, the guard soldiers kept stabbing and retracting, and the rebel soldiers who rushed up the steps kept rolling down the steps, screaming one after another.

The fighting continued. Facing the continuous influx of rebel troops, the marshal's guard, which consisted of only a few dozen people, could not resist at all. A gap soon appeared, and the sword and shield soldiers were chopped down. Lin Chuan and the others had to pull out their sidearms Join the fight.

As a high-ranking general, Lin Chuan has not personally fought against the enemy for a long time, but this does not affect his toughness, because his Lin's sword technique has reached the point of perfection, and the sword in his hand, which is as dazzling as snow, is the god of death The blade, only to bring up pieces of afterimages, and then the enemies around him fell down in pieces, and corpses lay all over the ground around him.

"Send a signal for help!" Although Lin Chuan was brave and good at fighting, he knew that it would be difficult for him to stand alone. Facing the influx of rebels several times, they could not last long.

After hearing Lin Chuan's yell, the captain of the marshal's guard was full of bitterness: "The call for help was sent out when the attack occurred."

Qin Lan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. It has been more than ten minutes since the call for help was issued. It is reasonable to say that the reinforcements should come, but now there is no sign. There are only two reasons. Either they also rebelled, or they were kept out Can't get in.

Lin Chuan did not expect that Qin Lan, the majestic Southern Army Marshal, would be so unreliable, and there was only one marshal's guard who was loyal to her.

"Li Qiye, let our people come in." Lin Chuan smashed the head of an enemy soldier with a knife, and the red blood and brain sprayed Lin Chuan's face.

Because he was afraid of accidental injury after the Zhenxi Army came in, Lin Chuan never sent a signal. Now seeing that Qin Lan had lost control of the situation, he decisively ordered the Zhenxi Army to attack.

Under the cover of the thunderstorm, the guard Li Qiye, who was fighting, drew his bow and set up an arrow. The sound of the arrow shot into the air with a shrill sound of piercing through the air, and then exploded, the sound piercing the eardrums.

"Hold on for a while, the reinforcements will arrive soon." Lin Chuan said to Qin Lan with a smile.

Qin Lan's face was full of embarrassment. On her own territory, she asked others to rescue her. She had failed too much as a marshal.

(End of this chapter)