Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 588 Relieve Stress
"Dig the trench a little deeper, and the barbed wire will be strong for me!"

The outside of Hezhong City seems to have turned into a huge construction site. The criss-crossing defensive trenches are densely covered with more than 20 miles of plains, and the Nanchuan army is busy.

Panic caused a large number of people and officials in Hezhong Province to flee. Lin Chuan led the Nanchuan Army back here and began to build a defense line, preparing to stop the Hanhai people from eastward here.

It is also imperative for Lin Chuan to lead the army to stop the Hanhai people. Nanchuan province is on the way of the Hanhai people's eastward advance, and they cannot avoid it. Instead of passive defense, it is better to take the initiative to attack the Hezhong province now, hoping to stop the Hanhai people it's here.

Lin Chuan is not very sure about stopping the Hanhai people. It is extremely difficult for the Nanchuan army to stop the army of a country. Although the hope is almost zero, Lin Chuan still does not want to give up hope. He does not want to be beautiful and rich. The Nanchuan province and tens of millions of people became slaves to the Hanhai people.

In the hinterland of the Far Eastern Dynasty, it has become a mess. The various provinces attacked each other, and the barbarians and Rong people joined the war to exacerbate the chaotic situation. Bloody battles are staged every day, and thousands of people As a homeless refugee, Lin Chuan can do nothing about it now. If he can't resist the Hanhai people's soldiers, then the stable Nanchuan province is also doomed.

Whether for himself or for the Nanchuan Army, Lin Chuan had to choose a battle. This is a life-and-death battle. If the Hanhai people cannot be stopped, then Nanchuan Province will fall, and the Nanchuan Army will become a rootless duckweed. It will die soon, and the grand dream in Lin Chuan's heart will be wiped out like a bubble. This is what Lin Chuan doesn't want to see.

"Young Marshal, according to reliable information, hundreds of thousands of Hanhai people have rushed towards Hezhong Province." Xue Wen, the chief of staff, was worried. Facing the black cloud pressing down on the city, everyone's heart was extremely heavy.

Lin Chuan had known for a long time that the Hanhai people would come, but he was relieved when he found out that they really came.

"How are we prepared?"

"The reserves of food and grass are enough to support our battle for half a year. A new round of conscription is underway. We have assembled 25 banner regiments in River City..."

Chief of Staff Xue Wen assisted Lin Chuan in military affairs and was very familiar with the specific situation. When Lin Chuan asked, he reported in detail.

Lin Chuan took a deep breath: "Where did the Hanhai people arrive?"

Xue Wen walked to the edge of the map and pointed: "Our scouts reported that the Hanhai people's vanguard has approached Hezhong City, and will arrive here by tonight at the latest."

"how many people?"

"There are about two brigades with about 6 people, under the banner of the No.12 Army, and their commander should be Metes, the giant of the sea."

Hearing that Hanhai forwards had two brigades of 6 people, Lin Chuan inexplicably felt a strong pressure. If Hanhai was pressed across the board, would the Nanchuan army really be able to resist it?
"Young commander, should we take advantage of their unsteady footing?" Murong Ke, commander of the cavalry regiment, asked.

Lin Chuan shook his head: "The Hanhai people have concentrated their forces this time. Even if we use cavalry to attack, we can't get any advantage. Send an order to go forward to the various flag regiments and retreat to the defense line, ready to block the front."

The cloud of war hangs over the front line of Hezhong City. Facing the hundreds of thousands of troops rolling in from the vast sea, the Nanchuan Army is under tremendous pressure. Lin Chuan can imagine that this is bound to be a fierce battle. Their opponents are famous for their bravery and skill. Hanhai army.

The rise of the Nanchuan Army has been less than a few years old. Although it has achieved a great reputation in the territory of the Far East Dynasty, facing the most powerful army in the Middle-earth world, a bloody battle is inevitable if they want to successfully stop them.

He led the army when he was young, and led countless bloody battles between the army and the dynasty army. He often won more than he lost, but since Lin Nuoyan passed away, all the burdens have been placed on Lin Chuan's shoulders. Since the commander-in-chief of the army has made a major strategic decision, if he fails, he can't imagine the consequences. Although Lin Chuan is full of confidence in front of the generals, he is under tremendous pressure.

"Squeaky——" Lin Chuan's door was pushed open, and Frost in military uniform stepped in lightly.

"A Chuan, what are you thinking?" Hanshuang put her arms around Lin Chuan's neck, instead of being sharp and capable as usual, she said coquettishly like a little girl.

Lin Chuan smiled and stroked Hanshuang's jet-black hair, "I was wondering what to do if I failed this time?"

Frost's dark eyes showed a smile: "A Chuan, we all believe that we can win this time."

"Oh?" Lin Chuan asked curiously: "Are you so confident?"

Frost broke free from Lin Chuan's arms and spun to the window, pointed outside and said, "Look, we all believe that we can win this victory under your leadership, why are you not confident?"

Lin Chuan looked in the direction of Frost's finger. Waves of Nanchuan soldiers in black armor sang battle songs and marched to the front line in neat steps. Their morale was high and they were full of confidence.

"The soldiers believe in you, and I believe in you too. We will definitely win the battle." Frost waved his small fist at Lin Chuan, giving Lin Chuan encouragement.

"Yes, we will definitely win!" Lin Chuan took a deep breath and dispelled all the worries in his mind. Faced with so much trust, he had no reason to be depressed and lose confidence.

"By the way, Ah Shuang, what did you come to see me for?" Lin Chuan became confident and calm again, returned to his seat, and asked Han Shuang.

"I can't come to you if I have nothing to do, hum." Frost pouted her small mouth and snorted dissatisfiedly.

"Okay, okay, I won't ask any more." Lin Chuan relaxed, with a smile on his face, looking at Frost like a little girl, his heart was full of warmth.

After Lin Chuan got married, he originally hoped that Hanshuang and Lan Yu would stay together in the back house, but Hanshuang simply couldn't stay, so he ran back to the barracks within a few days and continued to be her female general.

Lin Chuan is not a person who sticks to the rules. Anyway, the Nanchuan Army lacks generals, and Hanshuang has military talents, so he simply ignored her.

With the re-expansion of the Nanchuan Army, Frost accidentally defeated the remaining generals of the Guards Corps, served as the head of the guards' banner, and became a real female general. Her current job is to be responsible for the security of Lin Chuan.

"A Chuan, I haven't seen the people of Hanhai yet. You see, my guard flag group has been staying behind, how boring." Seeing Lin Chuan burying his head in ignoring her, Frost was bored, and leaned in front of Lin Chuan again, Hug his shoulders and act like a spoiled child.

"Oh? For this matter, you go to the Thunderstorm of the Guards, and he will arrange it." Lin Chuan was sloppy, he didn't want his delicate wife to take risks on the front line, and let's talk about the original definition of the Guards Banners It's not going to the battlefield. If the Guards Banner Regiment is really needed to go to the battlefield, then the situation must be very bad.

"Hmph, that big guy will perfunctory me." Frost said angrily.

"Thunderstorm is perfunctory to my Ah Shuang, that's okay, let me teach him a lesson." Lin Chuan was ready to settle the score with Thunderstorm as he spoke.

"Don't, don't, I'm just talking, he's not bad, he just won't let me go to the front line, so I'm begging you." Frost hurriedly pulled Lin Chuan to explain.

Lin Chuan asked: "Do you really want to go to the front line?"

Frost nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, her eyes full of anticipation.

"Hey, I don't agree." Lin Chuan looked at Frost and smiled.

"You bullied me too! I fought with you—" Seeing that she was being teased, Frost became extremely angry, and rushed forward with her fists waving. There was a sound of tables and chairs rolling in Lin Chuan's office.

"Oh... it's really hard for the young commander." Li Qiye was guarding outside, and he heard the sound of ping-pong from inside, and shook his head gloatingly, who made him marry such a capable wife.

"Boom!" The door of Lin Chuan's office was kicked open, and Frost walked out angrily, scaring Li Qiye to salute hurriedly.

(End of this chapter)