Chapter 132 Slaying the Enemy Amidst a Multitude of Troops
Qi An'an was young, but her eyes were clear and firm as she looked at Wen Zhi: "I am the son of the Duke's mansion. Even if my father dislikes me, my mother will force him to find a way to help my elder brother. With me here, my elder brother will have an extra layer of protection, and Daxing will have an extra layer of security!"
Lin Changning pondered, "An'an, who taught you these words?"
Qi An'an shook her head: "No one has ever taught me, Brother Liu. Brother Wen is right. If you rush in now, it's no different from walking into a trap. Why don't you come back with me first to inform our eldest brother, and then we can make a decision."
Lin Changning sighed: "An'an, I'm not a reckless man. If I said I wanted to kill him, there must be a way to escape. Look at that place, to the west of the campfire, there's a platform, only two hundred meters away from the Tartar leader. The bow and arrow your Grandpa Liu made for me has a range of exactly two hundred meters. At that distance, I can hit that general. When the Tartars are in disarray, we can take the opportunity to release the trapped civilians. We can let as many escape as possible."
Qi An'an looked to Wen Zhi for advice. He was just a kid and didn't know much about military matters. Wen Zhi shook his head: "No, Xiao Liu, it's too risky, and the distance is too close."
Lin Changning pursed her lips, her phoenix eyes burning with intense flames: "I've heard that even if I'm caught up, I can still break through."
Hearing this, he still shook his head and refused: "The Crown Prince sent you to the Chu Prince's residence with the intention of promoting you. If you understand the Crown Prince's good intentions, you shouldn't risk your life!"
Qi An'an looked at Lin Changning and said, "Sixth Brother, my elder brother said you are a born general with outstanding military talent. Given time, you will surely become a famous general. I also think you shouldn't take the risk. Why don't you go back and deliver the message first?"
Lin Changning was stunned for a moment, seemingly not expecting Qi Rong to have such a high opinion of her. Looking at the motionless corpse in the bonfire in the city, she gritted her teeth and said, "I understand what you mean, but in ancient times, there was Zhao Yun of the Three Kingdoms who charged in and out seven times, Ran Min of the Sixteen Kingdoms who killed the enemy single-handedly, and Xue Rengui of the Tang Dynasty who was invincible. They were all famous generals who never retreated even when facing an army of ten thousand. You all believe that I can become a famous general in time, so why can't you trust me just this once? If they can do it, so can I."
Lin Changning gazed at the city walls, then turned to look at Wen Zhi and Wan Jin, his personal guards: "Since you believe I can rival famous generals in the future, why can't you believe I can slay enemies from among ten thousand troops?"
He didn't say anything upon hearing this. He still thought it was a pipe dream. Besides, they had only brought such a small number of people with them. If they got trapped, these people wouldn't be enough to kill the Tartars inside.
Lin Changning looked at the increasingly fierce bonfire in the town, his gaze becoming more and more determined. He then turned around and rode his horse, Mo Yun, down the mountain.
Hearing this, I still felt that Lin Changning was courting death, but the boy's thin back became a symbol of heroism at this moment.
Hearing this, he sighed and said loudly, "We'll wait for you here. If you can't get out of town in three hours, we'll turn back to Daxing!"
Lin Changning turned his head and glanced at the scene without answering. He rode Moyun, carrying a bow and arrows, and galloped down the mountain. His cloak was blown by the wind, and his hair fell loosely around his ears. His eyes were firm as he sped towards the town.
It only takes half an hour to ride a horse from here into the city. It's not difficult to blend into the town. The real challenge is getting onto the platform by the campfire, where there are no fewer than a thousand people. After shooting down the general, how to escape with your men is also a problem.
As they sped along, Lin Changning's resolve grew stronger: the generals must be killed, but the people must be rescued.
Half an hour later, Lin Changning arrived at the outskirts of the town. After settling Mo Yun in, Lin Changning took advantage of the night to sneak into the town. He casually killed a Tartar, then covered the man's mouth and dragged him into a nearby house. After stripping the man of his clothes, Lin Changning changed into Tartar clothes and crept along the alley toward the platform.
From the cliff above, it was clear that the generals were in an open area surrounded by captured Han Chinese slaves. If they wanted to kill or save people, they had to let the Tartars create chaos on their own first.
Lin Changning had a plan in mind, so he quietly made his way to the Tartars' grain depot. He was overjoyed to find the Tartars' stored wine nearby.
Lin Changning quietly sprinkled the liquor into the grain carts and then splashed it on a group of tents before slipping away. On the way, she encountered two patrolling soldiers. Fortunately, they had changed their clothes and did not recognize her. They even greeted her while holding the liquor.
Lin Changning dealt with the man and dragged him into the tent, then slowly made his way towards the platform. Whether he could succeed or not depended on this.
Lin Changning held his breath and nimbly moved through the shadows, quickly climbing upwards. This platform was usually used for observation outside the garrison. Perhaps because the news had not leaked, the Tartars were not so tense and were quite relaxed along the way.
Lin Changning climbed onto the platform, looked at the enemy general, calmed his mind, and without hesitation drew his bow and shot an arrow. The arrow, like a meteor, whistled through the air and shot towards the enemy general. The leader, who had his hair in a braid, was happily watching the campfire when suddenly an arrow pierced his chest. He looked at the arrow in his chest in disbelief, and before the smile on his lips could disappear, he fell straight to the ground.
The other junior officers and nobles beside him instantly panicked: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!! Alert!!"
Lin Changning quickly climbed down from the platform and, taking advantage of the gap when no one was watching, swiftly approached the Tartar's grain and fodder camp. He lit the arrows, which were soaked in alcohol, and shot one arrow at the grain and fodder camp and another at the Tartar's tent.
As Lin Changning ran, she set fires. A group of Tartar patrols came towards her and charged straight at her. Lin Changning slashed a Tartar on horseback to death, mounted her horse, grabbed a steed, and rushed towards the square, where the most slaves were.
Most of the Tartars rushed towards the grain depot, while some lingered around the nobles and generals. This was the best opportunity to rescue them.
Lin Changning approached the camp where the slaves were guarding, and after killing several Tartars in succession, he shouted loudly: "Those who can move, stand up, pick up your weapons! Run! Run west, run towards Daxing!"
With that, he slashed the ropes binding the Han man's body and feet: "Run! Don't look back!"
Lin Changning rode his horse and led thousands of Han people out of the city. The guards, seeing the large group of Han slaves charging towards them, cursed and prepared to attack.
Lin Changning raised his long sword high, his eyes sharp, and shouted, "Follow me, charge out!"
The slaves, who had snatched weapons from the dead Tartars, were startled by Lin Changning's shout. After a moment of hesitation, they viciously pounced on the Tartars at the door. Those with knives used them, those without used sticks, and those with nothing attacked with their bare hands, punching and biting. Regardless of age or gender, they all displayed astonishing fighting power at this moment.
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