Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 634: Harsh Punishments in Troubled Times

Lin Feng frowned: "What? There's a second round?"

"Nonsense, I told you, poetry, songs, swordplay, there are so many, we have to compete in at least three rounds."

"This is also a best-of-three game?"

"We must compete, and the rest is up to you to choose."

Lin Feng's previous actions made him feel happy. He knew that it was not that Zhao Tianyu's skills were bad.

Even if I were to face a taller opponent, I could still defeat him in the same instant.

This is a strong guarantee for your own safety.

"Then let's compare guns."

He was confident that as long as he coordinated his body movements, it didn't matter what weapon he held.

Zhao Tianyu shook his head: "No, we've already competed in martial arts, now it's time for the literary competition."

Lin Fengyi grinned: "Poetry and songs?"

Zhao Tianyu tilted his head playfully: "Well, you pick."

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Okay, since I lost the second round, let's have a gunfight in the third round."

"No, in the second round, we'll compete in poetry. If I lose, I'll fulfill your two conditions and leave. If you lose, we'll compete in song and dance."

Lin Feng was stunned. What the hell is this?

You've come up with so many tricks. I don't have that much time to play with you.

"Have you had enough fun? I have something else to do. I won't mention any more conditions. Please leave."

"Hey, Lin Feng, if you don't want to compete, we won't leave here."

Lin Feng grinned: "Hey, come here, drive them out for me."

His five hundred guards immediately drew their swords and began to advance.

Zhao Tianyu shouted loudly: "Lin Feng, you dare to act like a rogue, do you want to outnumber others? Zhao Gui, Zhao Gui, call your personal guard battalion over."

Lin Feng was stunned. Damn, this woman is not simple. She can actually call Zhao Gui by his name.

Can the Royal Guard Battalion still be mobilized?

He looked around and found that after his order was given, the Royal Guards of the 11th Battalion were all hesitant.

He understood that this was not his territory. These soldiers were afraid of the imperial power and were not as good as the Zhenxi soldiers.

"Stop, stop, how are you going to compete?"

Lin Feng immediately raised his hand to stop the actions of both sides.

Since you can't match their power, you might as well just admit defeat.

Zhao Tianyu smiled proudly when he heard Lin Feng ask this.

"Let's write a poem together based on this situation. I'll take it back to the master for judgment. If you win, I'll return to honor the bet. If you lose, we'll compete a third time."

Lin Feng sighed and said, "How much money do I owe you? It's endless."

"Okay, okay, that's it. Hurry up and write a poem."

Zhao Tianyu's beautiful eyes narrowed from smiling.

This was her ultimate goal, which was to force Lin Feng to write a poem to verify whether the other two poems in her hands were written by Lin Feng.

"Okay, let's start now."

After saying this, he climbed onto the horse's back, sat firmly, looked around, and composed poetry in his mind.

Lin Feng's brain was searching rapidly. He didn't need to look at the environment, he couldn't compose a poem on his own.

Can only rely on carrying.

Lin Feng thought for a while and finally remembered a poem, but he couldn't remember who wrote it.

He gestured to Pei Qiyin to take her notes.

An official had already stepped forward, waiting with a pen in hand.

"Uh...riding north and south to report to the master, the flowers and grasses by the river laugh at my life. Three hundred and sixty days a year, most of the time I am on horseback, sword in hand."

After the official finished recording, Lin Feng took it and took a look. Seeing that it was almost correct, he casually signaled the official to pass it to Zhao Tianyu.

Zhao Tianyu had also finished writing. He reached out to take Lin Feng's poem and read it carefully for a moment.

He frowned and pondered the meaning.

The long-faced young man indicated that it was time to go.

Zhao Tianyu then nodded to Lin Feng: "Wait for my news."

After saying this, he mounted his horse, whistled, and galloped away with a group of knights.

Only Lin Feng was left, smiling bitterly and shaking his head in the wind.

"It's so damn hard to survive in Kyoto. Where's Zhao Shuo?"

Zhao Shuo rushed over from the side, bent down and smiled.

"Hey, brother, you called me."

"Tell me, who is this Zhao Tiantian Yu?"

Zhao Shuo looked miserable: "Brother, she...she is my...aunt."

"Aunt?"

Lin Feng glanced at Zhao Shuo and saw that he didn't seem to be joking. Of course, he didn't think he would dare to joke with him.

"But did you see the man next to your aunt?"

Zhao Shuo nodded: "Brother, that kid is a tough guy. His name is Wan Zhuo, and he is Wan Quan's eldest son."

Lin Feng frowned: "Fuck, there's something fishy going on here..."

"Brother, are you saying that they are causing trouble, not that they are disobeying the Zhenxi Army?"

Lin Feng shook his head: "It's too complicated to sort out right now. We need to speed up the process."

"Brother, are you saying we should fight the Black Scarf Army?"

Lin Feng did not answer, but walked slowly towards the command center.

He is also a little confused now.

Not everyone in Kyoto is united in their fight against the rebels. There are always people scheming against each other and fighting for power.

They actually ignored the rebels' siege and continued to do as they pleased.

Is there any guarantee?

Even if the rebels enter the city and the emperor is replaced, can they protect their own interests?

Lin Feng sat in a chair in deep thought, glancing at Zhao Shuo who was still standing on the side.

"Zhao Shuo, tell me, who in your Zhao family is close to your Emperor?"

Zhao Shuo looked embarrassed: "That's hard to say. On the surface, only my father and Prince Lu firmly support the emperor."

"Oh, by the way, the commander of the Royal Guard, Zhao Gui, is Prince Lu's son and my cousin."

Lin Feng nodded: "Zhao Gui, he was promoted faster than you, and he is now a general."

Zhao Shuo grinned: "This kid hangs around in front of the emperor all day long, so it's natural that he is favored and it's normal for him to be promoted quickly."

Lin Feng sighed: "Zhao Shuo, you have to go explain to your father that this war cannot be fought now."

"Ah? Brother, why?"

"You saw it too. No one obeyed orders, and they even cut off our food supplies. If we attack rashly, these guys will definitely stand by and watch. Are we going to let 40,000 Black Turban Army surround and beat up our 20,000 men?"

At this time, Xie Zhong stepped in and said loudly.

"These guys in front of us are not only disobedient, but also rarely meet the standards. This battle will be difficult to win."

"They have a strong royal aura, and they look down on us Zhenxi people from the bottom of our hearts."

Chu Jiao also followed him into the command center.

"Half of the two thousand Royal Guards I trained have already been eliminated by me."

Coincidentally, Lin Qiaomei also walked in shouting.

Lin Feng sighed deeply.

"Shit, I oversimplified the situation, thinking that the entire capital was united in their hatred of the enemy and their will to fortify the city."

Lin Qiaomei laughed and said, "I didn't expect that they didn't care about these rebels at all."

Zhao Shuo was anxious: "Why don't you care? You were almost starving a while ago."

"The team is difficult to lead, and none of them listen."

Chu Jiao spread her hands and said helplessly.

Faced with this situation, even Ju Chaoyue, who was sitting next to him, had no choice. He couldn't be asked to command the counterattack.

Wouldn't that still be a loss?

Lin Feng frowned and looked around at everyone.

"In troubled times, we use harsh punishments. Do they think I dare not kill people?"