novelaction Chapter 260 A great victory
Chapter 260 A great victory
"Lord Wu, where are you going? You haven't received your salary from the Shancheng Garrison yet!" Under the double protection of Jiang Yunying and Lin Xiaomei, Lin Ping walked up to Wu Chengbi with an arrogant air, practically ready to hog the man's head.
This statement contains a lot of information. At the very least, it proves that the city lord's mansion won the competition, which means that the city lord became the capital commander, his superior.
"You're still alive?" Wu Chengbi stared at Lin Ping, dumbfounded, and began to speculate about what had happened in Yancheng. He couldn't help but feel panicked.
In other words, the mountain city lord's eight thousand private troops couldn't kill him at all, and Wu Chengbi had every reason to guess the worst.
"Where is the Lord of the Mountain City? Where is my elder brother?" Wu Chengbi asked incessantly in a panic.
"Lord Wu, please don't be in a hurry. Ask slowly, and I will answer everything I know." Lin Ping smiled mysteriously and continued, "The Lord of the Mountain City is dead. Your elder brother was lucky and managed to escape."
"What?" Wu Chengbi involuntarily took two steps back, looked up at the more than 10,000 troops behind Lin Ping, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
He never dreamed that the arrogant lord of the mountain city would die, and even the governor Wu Xin would run away. Wu Chengbi wanted to know what had happened in Yancheng.
It was clearly a flawless plan, so why did it fall apart so easily and fail so miserably in Lin Ping's hands?
He knew Lin Ping wasn't lying; his serious expression didn't suggest it. Besides, the large army behind the other side was well-organized and numerous, all with imposing and proud expressions—they didn't look like they had suffered a defeat at all.
"Kill him!" Wu Chengbi was furious, wishing he could tear Lin Ping to pieces immediately.
The two were only thirty meters apart, while Lin Ping's army stretched for a hundred meters. Wu Chengbi seized every opportunity to kill Lin Ping.
He suddenly recalled the scene at the prefect's mansion not long ago. Upon careful consideration, he realized that Lin Ping had not escaped his predicament by luck. He had every reason to regard Lin Ping as his greatest enemy. If he did not kill him now, when would he?
At his command, Wu Chengbi's dozen or so guards rushed forward. Judging from their agile figures, they were all top-notch fighters, and killing Lin Ping, who was powerless, would be a piece of cake.
Unfortunately, Jiang Yunying and Lin Xiaomei wouldn't let these people succeed. Their sharp swords danced beautifully in their hands, easily cutting through the enemy's armor and piercing their chests.
"Brother Pang, let them see what real cavalry is like." Lin Ping's eyes gradually darkened. He originally did not want to start a massacre, but Wu Chengbi was so ungrateful. He should be taught a lesson.
Pang Xingji rubbed his rough hands together, a long spear tucked under his elbow, and led a thousand elite troops forward like a whirlwind.
"Is this all the men you've sent?" Wu Chengbi sneered, and ordered a thousand cavalry to meet the enemy.
In his view, the city lord's private army was no match for him, so he had to achieve the greatest results with the fewest number of men. Only in this way could he intimidate Lin Ping and make him back down, so that both sides could retreat without infringing on each other's territory.
When the city lord's private army raised their five-meter-long spears, Wu Chengbi realized his mistake and broke out in a cold sweat.
In cavalry battles, victory was traditionally decided by long spears and lances, and the length of these spears and lances was an important indicator of strength.
If the enemy's spear is five meters long and your own spear is three meters long, then the outcome is obvious, unless the enemy has poor aim and is unlikely to hit you.
However, a five-meter-long spear is not unusual; what is astonishing is the ability to lift a five-meter-long spear, since a soldier on horseback can only hold a spear with one hand.
As expected, the outcome was decided the moment the two sides clashed. The five-meter-long spear easily pierced the armor of the mountain city guards. Even if they managed to dodge it, they could not escape the extremely sharp kukri.
After a round of fighting, the mountain city guards lost more than half of their troops, while the Jiangcheng Prefecture private army lost no more than fifty—a difference of nearly tenfold.
Wu Chengbi was dumbfounded, his whole body trembling uncontrollably. He kept counting on his ten fingers, finally concluding that defeat was inevitable.
"Lord Wu, Prefect, will you two cut off your own heads, or shall I do it for you?" Lin Ping asked with a forced smile, his voice growing increasingly sinister.
The two men felt a chill run down their spines; they had never seen anyone as ruthless as Lin Ping. They both muttered to themselves, "Can we surrender?"
Lin Ping didn't need to answer; they could already guess the answer themselves.
Lin Ping is a petty and vindictive person. He would kill you if you insulted him behind his back, let alone lead troops to attack the main city.
Therefore, the two had no choice but to grit their teeth, muster their courage, and shout loudly to the army behind them, "Retreat!"
That's right, it's a retreat!
A thousand elite troops couldn't even kill a hundred of them, let alone be outnumbered. If they didn't run now, when would they?
"Kill!" Lin Ping clearly uttered this word. He had long hated Zhang Chengming to the bone. How could he let the tiger return to the mountain? Even if he dared not stay in Jiangcheng in the future, he could not allow this villain to live in the world.
Lin Ping's biggest worry is that there will always be treacherous people trying to harm him. Even if they have no chance of succeeding, they will still drain his energy.
Master Ping is a wealthy man, why would he pretend to be unhappy when he has nothing better to do?
Isn't it comfortable to hold your wife in the middle of the night when it's quiet?
Why should I scheme against you clowns? In other words, are you even worthy?
At a single command, thousands of cavalrymen swept in, chasing and slaughtering the fleeing enemy.
Lin Ping's goal was clear: to capture the leader and destroy the spirit of the enemy. He was determined to kill Wu Chengbi and Zhang Chengming.
The two men were in a panic, urging their warhorses to flee at breakneck speed, even throwing their armor to the ground in an attempt to increase their speed.
"Wife, little sister, hurry and kill these two!" Lin Ping was getting anxious as the two were about to escape from the east and west.
For some reason, the soldiers under these two men were especially loyal, willing to risk their lives to protect them as they left.
We wanted to escape too, but our strength wouldn't allow it. The enemy lying on the ground stared at Lin Ping with unseeing eyes.
That's true. The city lord's private army was too fast, giving them no chance to escape. Helpless, they could only fight desperately, which in turn helped Wu Chengbi and Zhang Chengming.
Lin Ping had no choice. He couldn't just order the killing of the two of them. If the enemy fought back desperately, they might suffer a terrible price. In any case, these people had all tried to attack the main city, so their deaths wouldn't be unjust.
Jiang Yunying and Lin Xiaomei each took a separate path and quickly gave chase. Just as they were about to deliver the fatal blow, they were suddenly stopped by several men in black who descended from the sky. Naturally, it was the Lotus Palace group again.
"Looks like we'll have to destroy Lotus Palace first..." Lin Ping shook his head helplessly, knowing he couldn't kill the two of them today, and his hatred for Lotus Palace intensified.
Jiang Yunying and Lin Xiaomei knew they were no match for their opponent, so they obediently retreated to Lin Ping's side, their faces filled with self-reproach. In their eyes, they were the ones who had held Lin Ping back; otherwise, they would have surely won this battle decisively.