Auto Chess in the Heavens

Chapter 223 The First City (for Subscription)
"Come here, shoot arrows, and light a fire. I don't believe that these beasts are not afraid of fire!"

A general cursed.

"Whoa!!"

The overwhelming flaming arrows swept in, and I saw monsters of various colors emanating from the king and other chess pieces, and they immediately pushed the arrows away to extinguish the flames.

"This, this... a monster..."

Whether it was the enemy soldiers or the Mingjiao army, their hearts trembled.

These behemoths must be monsters without a doubt.

However, the war was still going on. Seeing that Mingjiao had over a hundred casualties, Zhao Zheng frowned.

Too many casualties will easily damage morale, and too few casualties will make soldiers feel slack. This level is just right.

This is the end of the experience.

"Blow the horn and the whole army retreat!" Zhao Zheng ordered.

"Yes!"

"Woooo..."

……

At night, Zhao Zheng camped.

"According to reports, the food and grass sent to the army has been burned." Zhao Zheng said slowly.

"How could it be possible, the one who escorted the grain and grass was Yang Guo, his black iron epee is invincible, who can burn the grain and grass under his nose?" Li Mochou exclaimed.

Zhao Zheng waved his hand, "That's the truth, there's no need to discuss it."

Then he slapped the stone slab, and the stone ghost surrounded by black air appeared in the big tent.

Whether it's the first time seeing them, everyone still feels a little guilty.

"Tonight, I'm going to take down the first city and use it to support the war. It doesn't matter if the food is lost. If there is no food, we will grab it!"

Zhao Zheng slapped the table, his tone full of confidence.

"As long as the first city is captured, this general will be sure to conquer the city all the way north in a short period of time, recover the sixteen prefectures of Youyun, and finally drive the tartars back to the grassland!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

They also thought that the leader just wanted to gain a good reputation in the hearts of the people and change the impression that the Mingjiao did all kinds of evil in the hearts of the people in the world.

Didn't expect the leader to come for real?
……

Lin Lang leisurely returned to Guo Mansion all the way, and was immediately approached by Guo Jing.

"Haha, Brother Lin, Dasheng..."

"Have you captured the first city?" Lin Lang asked back.

Guo Jing was taken aback, "Brother Lin, you have already received the news?"

Lin Lang rolled his eyes, "Xiangyang City is already decorated with lanterns and festoons, singing praises for the Ming Cult.

It's all like this, and Lin doesn't know about it. Could it be that Guo Daxia thinks that Lin is weak and mental? "

"Brother Lin, please don't get me wrong, Mr. Guo didn't mean that, but he was too excited." Guo Jing quickly explained.

Huang Rong came from outside the door with lotus seed soup, and said with a smile, "Brother Jing, Brother Lin is joking with you! I can't help but laugh!"

Guo Jing was taken aback for a moment before he realized it.

"Brother Lin, you..."

Lin Lang smiled lightly, chatted with Guo Jing for a few words, and then returned to the room to meditate.

He was not too surprised that a city was captured so quickly.

The city built by the boulder seems to be indestructible, but in the eyes of Shi Yuangui, it is really like a back garden.

At night, as long as Shi Yuangui is given some time, he can make the city wall a Jedi-like existence.

As long as there are stones, even if Lin Lang takes action himself, it will not be able to do anything to Shi Yuangui.

Not to mention some ordinary soldiers.

Then with a thought in his mind, Wangcai's figure instantly appeared in the room.

"Wow, woo...Master, they are so cruel, vicious, and unreasonable. I am so cute. He managed to cut off my head abruptly. It hurts..."

Wangcai lay at Lin Lang's feet, crying hard.

Lin Lang was speechless, "Okay, you won't die, then you hide behind the king, don't rush into the crowd to die."

Wangcai didn't do it anymore, it said angrily: "Don't mention that unjust tiger of the king, it only cares about Nana, and completely ignores me. If he didn't make trouble, would I be attacked and killed by those people?"

"Huh? Wangcai, you have eaten the guts of a leopard, and you don't listen to the master's words?"

Lin Lang stood up and kicked Wangcai to the door.

"Get out! Go and stay with the king, if you dare to talk too much, I will break your dog legs!"

"Snapped!"

The door closed, and Wangcaigou's face burst into tears.

"Wuuuu... Ben Wang is so cute, how can the master..."

……

Oolong Village.

At this moment, the village was in a mess, and dozens of big men with bruised noses and swollen faces were tied up in the lobby, howling constantly.

Yang Guo sat on the top seat with a firm face, with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Mingjiao food and grass were burned, who is behind the scenes?"

"I have no idea……"

"boom!"

Just as the man wanted to say he didn't know, Yang Guo slapped him to death.

"Next." His face was gloomy.

He didn't want to kill people at first, but the safety of Mingjiao was at stake, so he had to figure out who was behind the scenes.

"Hero, this is none of our business! It was Guo Daxia who asked us to do it." A big man cried.

Don't say you don't know, or you will die.

Yang Guo's eyes were full of anger, he slapped the man to death with a volley of palms.

"Hmph! Uncle Guo is the man behind the scenes? Do you really think Yang is a fool?"

He pointed at another big man and shouted, "Come here!"

The selected big man trembled, and tremblingly said: "Yes, it is Hong Qigong. Last time your leader took them away and was beaten several times. This made him unable to step down, so..."

"boom!"

Yang Guo slapped this person to death, and then shouted: "Next!"

Everyone was chilled, it was rumored that the Demon Cult was ruthless and murderous without batting an eyelid, and it was true.

"It's Xidu Ouyang Feng, he..."

"boom!"

"It's Huang Laoxie, he has always..."

"boom!"

"Ah, I said I said, it's the imperial court!"

Yang Guo paused, "Who is the court?"

The big man was sweating all over his body, his face was pale, he swallowed, and said: "Last time I overheard, it was a big man in the imperial court, under one man, above ten thousand people."

"Who?" Yang Guo's expression froze.

"I only know this, and I don't know the rest."

Yang Guo pondered, "Under one person, above ten thousand people, could it be the prince? Prince?"

Afterwards, his expression froze, "The prime minister of the court, Ding Daquan!"

……

Guo Mansion.

Holding the secret letter in Lin Lang's hand, his expression was indifferent, and with a random shake of his true energy, he shattered the letter paper into pieces.

"Ding Daquan, the traitor of the Southern Song Dynasty, he didn't want to flatter Lao Zhao, but he came here to provoke Lin. Do you really think that Lin is made of mud?"

Suddenly, he sneered and ordered: "Come here."

A congregation hurriedly knelt on the ground, "Master."

"Go, send a message to Yang Youshi, asking him to bring Ding Daquan's birthday horoscope and the root of his hair. This seat is useful."

"Yes, this subordinate will do it."

The congregation quickly disappeared into the night.

Lin Lang put his hands behind his back and looked up at the starry sky with a trace of curiosity on his face.

"Hehe, I don't know if there is such a saying in this world that official luck is backlash.

Ding Daquan, just feel wronged and be someone Lin's guinea pig! "

To deal with Ding Daquan, Lin Lang had a hundred ways to make him unable to survive in the Southern Song Dynasty.

(End of this chapter)