Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 383 I Can Testify

As Lin Feng was writing, he suddenly felt something. He raised his head and stared at Li Xinyan curiously.

"Li Yan, have I seen you somewhere?"

Li Xinyan tilted her head mischievously.

"Is this a dream, General?"

Lin Feng suddenly thought of the young man in his previous life and immediately felt aroused.

He stroked his chin with an amused look on his face.

"Li Yan, I guess your identity is not simple, and your name is not this."

"With General Lin's wisdom, he will definitely be able to guess my identity."

Li Xinyan had a charming look on her pretty face.

Lin Feng frowned and tried to recall carefully, but he couldn't remember where he had seen such a beautiful woman.

"I lose. Tell me why you're here."

Li Xinyan's face turned red and her heart was pounding.

For the sake of her dream, she has given it her all. Having come this far, she has no room for retreat.

"Lin Feng, I said I came here for you. Do you believe me?"

Li Xinyan didn't dare to look at Lin Feng and lowered her head waiting for the verdict.

Lin Feng was even more interested. This girl dared to call him by his name, so her identity must be extraordinary.

And looking at her expression, it is definitely the standard posture of a young girl in love.

"Have you known me before?"

Li Xinyan shook her head, took out a piece of paper from her pocket and waved it at Lin Feng.

Then he gently placed the folded paper on Lin Feng's desk.

Lin Feng unfolded the paper curiously and saw that the handwriting on it was neat and beautiful, obviously a woman's.

"Fine wine in a luminous glass..."

Lin Feng only took a glance and understood what was going on.

"Hey, Li Yan, you are from Kyoto, right?"

"Yeah, almost."

"Well, no matter which royal or noble family's daughter you are, since you've found me here, I can solemnly declare to you that this thing was not made by me. Do you believe it?"

Li Xinyan widened her beautiful eyes and stared at Lin Feng's eyes without blinking.

After a moment, he shook his head firmly.

"I do not believe."

Lin Feng smiled bitterly and said, "It's obvious that you've been bewildered by these poems. Think about it carefully. How could a warrior like me, who charges into battle all day, write such nonsense?"

Li Xinyan's eyes began to show confusion.

She was undoubtedly innocent, and there was no impurity in her bright eyes. What Lin Feng said made sense.

This plunged her into a vortex of thought.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "So, these poems really weren't written by me. If you don't believe me, you can ask Manager Bai."

"I can testify..."

As soon as Bai Jing's name was mentioned, she stepped into the room and looked at the two of them with a smile on her face.

Li Xinyan immediately lowered her head, at a loss.

Bai Jing reached out and tidied up the loose hair on Li Xinyan's forehead.

"Girl, I can tell you with certainty that these poems..."

Lin Feng leaned back in his chair and looked at the two of them with a smile.

When Bai Jing said this, Li Xinyan also looked up at her, waiting for her conclusion.

"I witnessed it with my own eyes. It was created by General Lin Fenglin..."

After Bai Jing finished speaking, she looked at Lin Feng's face cunningly, which gradually turned from calm to dull.

Li Xinyan went from confusion and disappointment to joy in an instant.

He looked at Lin Feng with a proud look on his face.

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand: "Go and get busy, I'm backstabbed."

Bo Nanzi finally returned to the Tatar headquarters.

When the coffin, which was pulled by an ox cart, was halfway on the road, he ordered his servants to push it into a ditch beside the road.

Although it cost a lot of money, the result was good and the mission was accomplished.

Not only was the patriarch happy, but more importantly, his reputation as a wise man was not ruined.

Another elder of the Kuro tribe welcomed him into the military tent and had tea served to him.

"Mr. Bo, I wonder how the young patriarch is doing?"

Bonanzi stroked his snow-white beard with a profound look on his face.

"Well, considering the young patriarch's temperament, I think he's still looking for some trouble to vent his anger. He won't come back easily. We have to wait patiently for a few days."

The elder was delighted and said, "Great! I knew that nothing can't be accomplished when Mr. Bo takes action."

"Haha, no prizes, no prizes."

The elder's face darkened.

"It's just that I borrowed 30,000 taels of silver from Wanyan General this time. I wonder if the clan leader will be sad."

Bonanzi held the teacup in his hand and smiled gently.

"Thirty thousand taels of silver can bring back my only son. If it were you, would you be sad?"

The elder blinked and said, "But Mr. Bo said at the time that it wouldn't cost us a penny."

Bo Nanzi frowned and said, "I didn't expect that Lin Feng would be so difficult to deal with. He embarrassed me..."

He paused for a moment.

"Hey, how about letting me find a way to rescue the royal noble Nalan as well?"

The elder immediately clapped his hands: "Excellent! In this way, thirty thousand taels of silver are truly worth it."

"Hmm, let me think about it and dig a deeper hole for Lin Feng."

Zhao Shuo led a team of 300 people.

According to Lin Feng's instructions, he transferred Shen Zheng from the City Guard Camp to serve as his deputy general.

They had a notice written to publicize the crimes and dangers of the Black Scarf Bandits throughout the city.

It was decided that three days later, the statue of the Virgin Mary of the Black Turban Bandits would be publicly burned in the largest square of the castle, and several Black Turban Bandit leaders would be beheaded in public.

On that day, the Castle Square was already crowded with people watching the excitement.

Zhao Shuo also distributed 300 soldiers along the main passages.

Shen Zheng also borrowed hundreds of soldiers from the city guard camp, disguised them as ordinary people, and dispersed them among the crowd.

A high platform was built in the center of the square so that everyone could see clearly.

At noon, teams of soldiers brought the six captured Black Scarf Thief Preachers to the platform.

All the prisoners were tied up, with eyes stuck in their backs, and forced to kneel on the edge of the platform, facing the crowd.

Behind them, four black androgynous statues were placed on piles of firewood, ready to be burned.

A civil servant, holding a notice, read it aloud.

List the harm caused by the Black Scarf Bandits and their crimes of misleading the people.

Zhao Shuo and Shen Zheng stood on one side, scanning the crowded crowd below the stage.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Shuo waved his hand and shouted, "Execute him!"

Several executioners came forward and pulled out the eyes from the prisoner's back, then they held up a machete and drank a sip of water.

Then with a "puff" sound, it sprayed onto the exposed back of the prisoner's neck.

Then he raised the machete high.

Behind them were soldiers holding burning torches, ready to light the firewood under the black statue.

Zhao Shuo, Shen Zheng and the other four kept scanning the audience, observing their reactions.

At this moment, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.

"Master, spare his life!"

The crowd suddenly became noisy and turned to look for the person who was speaking.

Then someone else shouted, "Don't kill innocent people, they are good people!"

The crowd dodged to the side, making way for a man in black who was kneeling on the ground with his hands raised and his head looking towards the sky.

In another direction, there were also people kneeling on the ground, kowtowing towards the platform.

The executioner's machete froze in mid-air, awaiting the next instruction.

There was no expression on Zhao Shuo's face, and he stopped giving orders.

A moment later, more people knelt down and shouted loudly.

"They are good people, we cannot kill innocent people..."

Others shouted: "Don't blaspheme the Virgin Mary, you will be punished by God..."

The scene became chaotic.