mtl008 Chapter 289 The Little Nun 17
Chapter 289 The Little Nun 17
Ling Yi crossed her arms and said calmly, "General Zhao is currently hosting a welcome party for me."
Xue Zhen keenly sensed her displeasure, pursed his lips slightly, and looked at the two Zhao brothers, whose faces were ashen: "Really?"
"Really?" Of course, this kind of thing can't be brought up to the general; whoever complains first loses.
They didn't want to lose to a new woman.
Xue Zhen then gave a cold glance to the twenty-odd generals who were watching the commotion, making them lower their heads guiltily before asking, "So what gift did you return?"
This tone doesn't seem right.
The two Zhao brothers looked up abruptly, only to see Ling Yi's dark eyes fixed on them: "Not yet, aren't we missing something?"
"What's missing?" Xue Zhen, who usually had a bad temper, was unusually patient this day, adopting the posture of a logistics warehouse manager.
"A bow."
Xue Zhen glanced at his personal guards, and soon two men came to Ling Yi with a heavy bow and a bundle of arrows.
"Generals, please observe my return of the greeting."
Ling Yi is not someone to be easily swayed; simply cursing someone after they've provoked her and then walking away is definitely not her style.
She drew her bow and shot four arrows in quick succession.
Where her arrows struck, flags bearing the character "Zhao" fell from their flagpoles, startling the guards who looked around and shouted that an enemy attack was imminent. They were then suppressed by men sent by Xue Zhen earlier.
This could easily cause a major incident, so how could he not be on guard?
Ling Yi deftly twirled the heavy bow in her hand and said, "This flag is old. I'll spend money to replace it for the two generals later. No need to thank me."
At this moment, all was quiet in front of the main tent.
If Ling Yi's beating of her subordinates this morning could be explained as the subordinates not daring to fight back, then this act of skill has actually happened right under their noses.
This arrow isn't just going to hit the flagpole; it has to hit the rope with the flag attached—that's practically a fantasy!
How did this woman manage to shoot through a rope as thick as a thumb that they couldn't even see from this far away?
And that's the general's bow!
Everyone knows that the general has amazing strength; even they could only draw that heavy bow about 60-70% of its length.
But just now...
With the bow fully drawn, this woman fired four arrows in quick succession, without even breaking a sweat!
When Ling Yi's gaze swept over the subordinates who were trying to make a scene, not one of them dared to look her in the eye.
Ling Yi smiled slightly, handed the bow to the two guards, and said calmly, "I have finished returning the gift. Are the two generals of the Zhao family satisfied?"
What a humiliating disgrace it is for our own flag to be shot down!
The two generals of the Zhao family blushed, and Zhao Er, who couldn't hold back, clenched his fists and was about to rush out.
"Alright!" At this moment, someone stepped forward to say something fair and take sides.
Xue Zhen was the first to lift the curtain and said coldly, "Now that you're done making a scene, come in!"
His authority was unquestionable, and the previously lazy lieutenants immediately followed him.
"Big Brother!" Zhao Er was furious when he saw Ling Yi gracefully step into the tent, and even that the lackey butcher was lifting the curtain for her.
"Alright!" Zhao Da said coldly, "We deserve to be outmatched. Keep your expression to yourself; you're the one being protected by the general!"
How could he not see the general's favoritism? But what could he do?
A flash of resentment crossed his eyes, and he crawled into the tent.
Inside the tent, everyone found a place to sit down, except for Ling Yi, who didn't have a seat of her own.
Of course, she was standing next to Xue Zhen at that moment.
Xue Zhen patted her shoulder with his large hand and introduced the strong man to his subordinates. After the introduction, he immediately had a stool added next to him.
He didn't care about seniority, and his old brothers didn't care about their boss's carelessness, but some scheming people started to have their eyes darting around again.
Ling Yi sat beside Xue Zhen, her eyes sweeping over each general with a chilling gaze, like a knife that sent shivers down one's spine, perfectly demonstrating that she was not to be trifled with.
This meeting was undoubtedly another discussion about whether or not to attack the Southern army.
The old brothers standing with Xue Zhen all wanted to go into the palace and take out the hearts of the young emperor and powerful ministers to see if they were black inside, and naturally they would not object.
Meanwhile, the others, with ulterior motives, were also looking to profit from this war, and naturally they wouldn't stop Xue Zhen's suicidal behavior.
Anyone who kills the emperor has the right to be punished, which will give them more leverage to turn against the Southern Army.
After all, they only wanted to purge the court of corrupt officials and clean up the court, but Xue Zhen actually killed the emperor!
How can they demonstrate their loyalty to the world if they don't turn against their own side?
With different thoughts in mind, everyone's determination to attack became a twisted knot, pushing them forward relentlessly.
This makes Master Xu's worries seem out of place. In this rebel army, one can only have one of the mind and conscience. If one has both, it will be extremely painful.
Just like Master Xu now.
“General!” As the only one to disagree, Master Xu stood up, cupped his hands, and looked weary: “Our logistics are currently insufficient, and we only have enough food for three months.”
"If we force ourselves into battle and something goes wrong, we will face utter destruction!"
"Master Xu, your words make it sound as if the general has suffered a defeat." As soon as he finished speaking, a hearty voice rang out: "I believe in the general; he would never lead us to defeat. Don't you believe me?"
“That’s right!” another chimed in. “We’re all here to restore order to the world. What are we supposed to restore if we cower here? I don’t want to be a coward!”
"How can you talk like that? Master Xu never said we should be cowards!"
Ling Yi glanced at the martial artists who were skillfully stirring up trouble and smiled.
Who says military generals aren't cunning?
Look at them nowadays, aren't they all quite cunning?
Oh, there's one that's missing.
Ling Yi glanced at Xue Zhen, who only wanted to kill the emperor, and then excluded him.
This guy is all muscle and invulnerable to blades and bullets; he's past the age where he needs to use his brain. Just charge in and you'll win big.
However, military victories could not mask strategic failures. When the palace was breached, he was condemned by the world and abandoned by all.
This guy really doesn't value his own life. Ling Yi glanced at Xue Zhen again.
Xue Zhen felt extremely uncomfortable being stared at like that.
He caught a glimpse of Ling Yi looking over and said in a deep voice, "Just say what you have to say!"
Why is this person so unreliable?
He wouldn't kill anyone in the main tent, so what is he afraid of?
Ling Yi said quietly, "No, I don't think people will like what I have to say."
"Why do you care whether people like to listen or not?" Xue Zhen felt a pang of discomfort as soon as he heard her speak. "Just say it. Who can do anything to you here?"