Last time, Lin Sishen and Luo Lie were fighting each other. In order to make it easy, she did not wear the soft golden armor that Chen Qinghua gave her. Before leaving this time, she remembered and asked Mo Zhu to help her put it on, and put on heavy armor.

The heavy iron armor pressed on his shoulders and immediately fractured the wound, and a few traces of blood oozed out of the wrapped white cloth.

Lin Sishen took a deep breath with a pale face, endured the pain and put Han Yuan on his penis, raised his chin to Mo Zhu on the side: "Mo Zhu, it's time to go."

Mo Zhu looked at Lin Sishen's pale face worriedly, and cried out and suggested, "Young Master, otherwise you should remove the iron armor and ride a long journey of horses and bumpy roads. I'm afraid your wound will crack."

Lin Sishen shook his head and said helplessly: "The purpose of my trip is to make the Liao army recognize me. If they don't wear armor, they may know that I'm seriously injured."

After saying that, she chuckled at Mo Zhu and comforted her: "Don't worry, aren't you there? Besides, I can still bear this pain."

Mo Zhu pursed her lips and wanted to say something, but Lin Sishen raised her hand and interrupted her: "Let's go, don't let General Wen wait for a long time."

The guards hurriedly followed him. Lin Sishen didn't meet Wen Xingren at the door of the mansion, but saw Lu Chang waiting for her at the door. Seeing her going out, he respectfully greeted him: "Little General, you're ready. In half a stick of incense, our Jin army is about to set off."

"Everything is ready, please wait for Deputy General Lu for a long time."

Lu Chang looks pretty good-tempered and respectful to Lin Sishen. He will not look at Lin Sishen with a strange look at him from the beginning.

However, Lin Sishen always felt that Lu Chang was not simple. Although she had been with Lu Chang for a short time and had not discussed it in detail, her intuition told her that Lu Chang seemed to be very scheming.

After a few greetings, the group walked straight out of the city.

Lu Chang was half a step behind Lin Sishen and followed her. Even if Lin Sishen deliberately stopped and waited for him, he would stop with him, and did not go beyond that half step.

His attitude was elusive. His official position was still above Lin Sishen, but the attitude he showed seemed to be Lin Sishen's subordinates, who were respectful but did not dare to overthrow it.

After walking a few steps, Lu Chang suddenly spoke: "The Hu Ben Army and the Yulin Army have gathered outside the city. General Wen is talking, how is the young general's injury? What's more important?"

Lin Sishen replied softly: "The recovery is pretty good, it should be fine."

"I'm not hiding the little general, there are people in my family who are practicing medicine. Although their medical skills are not as good as the soldier next to the little general, they are pretty good. I have a bottle of pills made by her unique formula. Just drink it with water to relieve the pain in the wound."

As Lu Chang said, he took out a seemingly ordinary porcelain bottle from his sleeve and put it in front of Lin Sishen with both hands: "I can't use this medicine for the time being, so why not try it for the young general. The road along the way is bumpy. If it is useful, I think it can relieve the pain for the young general."

Lin Sishen looked at the porcelain bottle in Lu Chang's hand, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled politely: "Deputy General Lu is too polite. With such a magical medicine for pain relief, Deputy General Lu should stay on himself just in case."

Lu Chang shook his head and couldn't wait to stuff the porcelain bottle in his hand into Lin Sishen's hand: "Why should the young general be so disgusting? Just take it."

"Since that's the case, I'm not polite. Thank you, Deputy General Lu."

The things were stuffed into his hands, and Lu Chang was eager to refuse, so Lin Sishen accepted Mo Zhu who was handed to him.

Mo Zhu poured out a pill from the porcelain bottle, and rolled it away quietly with her hands. After glanced at her two eyes, her eyes lit up, she looked up at Lin Sishen and nodded slightly.

After taking the water capsule and swallowing the pills, Lin Sishen felt a warm feeling in his abdomen, and then the pain on his shoulder immediately relieved a lot.

The pills given by Lu Chang were really amazing, but fortunately there were a few pills in the porcelain bottle. As long as Mo Zhu took one and studied it carefully for a while, you should know the ingredients.

Seeing Lin Sishen swallowing the medicine, Lu Chang breathed a sigh of relief, and then stopped talking and followed Lin Sishen to the outside of the city.

The soldiers outside the city were indignant under Wen Xingren's mobilization, and they were quite in a state of swearing to stop until they conquer Anqing City today.

Seeing Lin Sishen taking his seat in the Yulin Army, Wen Xingren glanced at her, pulled the reins tightly and said aloud with a solemn expression: "Go away."

Lingxi City left 20,000 Tiger Ben Army garrisons, and the rest followed Wen Xingren to Anqing City in a large-scale manner. The siege was prepared for this time, and all the ladders were ready to rush and stone catapults, and thousands of powerful crossbows were prepared that required three people to pull.

It is about twenty miles from Lingxi City to Anqing City, and you can arrive in half a day. On the way, I met many spies from Lao Army. Wen Xingren mercilessly ordered them to be strangled and must not let anyone go back to inform me.

The road was bumpy, and Lin Sishen was indeed very unbearable, but she still held on and did not scream the pain. She followed the large army to reach Anqing City for half a day.

Not far outside the city, the Jin army set up camp and stationed here to fight to the end with the Liao army. Lin Sishen got off his horse and stood on a hillside, looking at the high walls of Anqing City not far away.

Anqing City is much larger than Lingxi City. The city wall is strong and located on a high ground. An extremely wide moat has been dug around it, and only a suspension bridge in front of the city gate can pass through.

Logically speaking, when Wen Xing was stationed at 150,000 Tiger Ben Army here, it would be difficult for the Lao army to attack the city, let alone drive out all the Jin army inside.

Anqing City was broken, but it was because many Laozi's works were mixed in the city, pretending to be dressed up as ordinary people. The Liao army launched a large-scale attack for three days, day and night. When the Hu Ben Army in the city was exhausted, the Laozi's troops in the city made chaos in the city, and they actually fought a bloody way, opened the city gate, and put it into the Laozi's troops.

The Liao army and the Hu Ben army fought in the city for another day. Finally, Wen Xingren was secretly injured, so Lu Chang had to order the Hu Ben army to give up Anqing City and withdraw back to Lingxi City to rest.

Hundreds of detailed works of Lao soldiers were mixed in the city, but Wen Xingren did not find out, so those detailed works were allowed to open the city gate and put them into Lao soldiers.

It is no wonder that after knowing that Anqing City was destroyed, the old emperor was so angry that he threw a cup and scolded Wen Xingren for being a waste.

For Wen Xingren, this battle was the most humiliating battle in his half-life.

Anqing City is easy to defend but difficult to attack, but this time and ten years ago, it has only been captured by the Lao army twice in hundreds of years. Ten years ago, Lin Sishen's father Lin Zheng used the help of the river to dry up, dug out hundreds of tunnels, and led his army back to the city.

He drove the Liao army out of Anqing City in one fell swoop and captured two cities in Liao. The battle against Liao was severely damaged and he had to be honest for ten years.

It was not until these two years that the Lao army was ready to move again.

Just as Lin Sishen was looking at Anqing City and pondering, Lu Chang suddenly came over. He stood beside Lin Sishen and sighed quietly and said, "Little General, this battle may take a long time."

Lin Sishen turned his head to look at Lu Chang, raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Why, Deputy General Lu is not sure?"

Lu Chang smiled helplessly: "It took two months for the Liao army to break through Anqing City. This time it was our turn to attack the city. I'm afraid it would take more time than the Liao army."

Just as the two were talking, Wen Xingren suddenly shouted at Lu Chang from not far away. Lu Chang hurriedly said goodbye to Lin Sishen and ran over quickly.

The tent has been set up, and it seems that Wen Xingren also knew that this battle would take a short time. He ordered the soldiers who had been on the road to rest for half an hour, and then gathered the vanguard battalion to prepare for the first siege.

The Lao army above the city wall was already ready for battle. The two armies faced each other, and the sound of war drums suddenly rang out in the sky, and the battle of siege started instantly.

Lin Sishen rode a war horse and led the Yulin Army. Under Wen Xingren's formation, he took the lead in taking action. Thousands of powerful crossbows aimed at the Anqing city wall. Lin Sishen inspected the set up and then gave an order.

Under the dim sky, the feet whistling through the air were as thin as arms, and the sharp arrow tip suddenly pierced into the city wall. Then there was a catapult, and the huge rocks kept falling on the city wall, and in a short while, many deep pits were smashed.

The infantry soldiers were ready to follow him, swarming and rushing towards the city wall, driving the ladder under the city wall, and climbing up the ladder without fear of death.

The Liao army generals had already prepared stones, lit the oil barrels of fire, threw them down the city wall, and smashed the Jin army who had climbed up the ladder, but one fell down and the other continued to climb up.

Countless soldiers were like flesh shields, holding shields to cover the rushing car and began to attack the city gate. However, in just two moves, the rushing car was smashed by the huge rocks thrown by the Lao army. Even the soldiers next to the rushing car were killed by the huge rocks, and the skulls burst and blood splattered everywhere.

The fire in front of her was intertwined with the sprayed blood, and the roar in her ears made Lin Sishen's eardrums hurt. She looked at the soldiers in front of her who were killed by huge rocks, pierced by sharp arrows, and rolled on the ground with fire, and felt that they could not control themselves and began to tremble.

This is the real battlefield, which is far more tragic than what she heard from her father and saw in the book.

The Lao army above the city wall began to pour the hot and hot oil on it, but in just one cup of tea, there were hundreds of corpses on the ground, and the burning smell of flesh and flesh drifted with the wind, making people feel disgusting.

Such a siege was obviously dying. Lin Sishen frowned and pale-faced, running to Wen Xingren. The shocking fighting sound in her ears forced her to shout loudly: "General Wen, such a strong attack may not work, and the soldiers are just dying in vain."

"Siege is a pile of people's lives."

Wen Xingren was too lazy to look at her. He knew that it was a death sentence, but siege was not that easy. It was not a matter of siege that would destroy countless soldiers' lives. After leaving a cold sentence, he continued to wave his hand and let the soldiers behind him rush forward continuously.

The first siege ended in failure without any surprise, and then this was just the beginning. In the next two months, Lin Sishen realized what hell was.

In just four days, nine attacks were defeated. Seeing that the Jin army had lost many people, the Liao army began to send people out of the city to fight. The soldiers on both sides fought and charged every day, with layers of corpses piled on the ground, and the air was filled with stench and bloody smell. The vultures hovered in the air and refused to leave.

Unexpectedly, the broken city was destroyed, there was only endless stalemate.

Lin Sishen was confused at the beginning and finally became numb to death. Under Wen Xingren's command, she and Li Xiaowei led their troops to rush towards the Liao army that was facing each other, fighting desperately, and the blood that was thrown on their faces could no longer recognize who it was.

The injuries on the body have not healed yet, and new injuries have been added.

Wen Xingren completely regarded Lin Sishen as his subordinate. Since Lin Sishen could defeat Luo Lie, he took advantage of Lin Sishen's intimidation in the Liao army and sent her to the front line again and again, using the heads of the Liao army to achieve Lin Sishen's reputation.

However, he did not want to take the opportunity to hone Lin Sishen, but simply wanted to use Lin Sishen to make her a sharp knife against the dormitory people in his hand.

Lin Sishen did not disappoint him. She held Han Yuan and was at ease among the two armies. Every time she set out a sword, she would take away a life.

Perhaps influenced by Lin Sishen's momentum, the Yulin Army vanguard battalion led by Lin Sishen himself almost became the team that harvested the most heads in the Jin army. As long as Lin Sishen was unsheathed, they would follow Lin Sishen's pace without hesitation, without any fear, and rushed into the Lao army to kill.

On the battlefield, no one dared to mention that Lin Sishen was once the young master in the capital who was not as good as the world. Now Lin Sishen has become the god of killing in the eyes of Jin soldiers. He looks thin and pretty, but when he goes into battle, he is like a madman, killing people freely without blinking.

Another day of fighting, the exhausted Lin Sishen stepped back and walked back to the camp to rest.

In just two months, she seemed to have cleared a lot and her skin became darker, but what remains unchanged is her clear and firm eyes and the gentle smile on the corners of her lips.

Mo Zhu, who had been waiting in the tent, saw Lin Sishen appear, hurriedly went up to her, took off her armor, and began to check on her for new wounds.

Lin Sishen lowered his eyes and looked at the blood-stained boots under his feet, and slowly closed his eyes with a smile. The daily killing and death made her feel reluctant to think about anything else. Even the strong and disgusting smell of blood were used to it.

Mo Zhu bandaged Lin Sishen's wound and then stopped and saw Lin Sishen lying on the bed and fell asleep.

Lin Sishen has been so tired these days that he will fall asleep as long as he is free, and he doesn't even have time to say something to Mo Zhu.

She didn't even have time to move the food on the table. Mo Zhu didn't wake her up, but just kept by her side as always, tucked the corners of the quilt for her, and looked at her quietly.

Time flies, and a year has passed. Anqing City has never been destroyed. The Jin army is still stationed outside Anqing City, guarding the Liao army in the city. From time to time, the siege and confrontation not only exhausted the Jin army, but also exhausted the Liao army.

While Luo Lie, the first warrior of the Lao army, disappeared, another person in the Jin army became famous, and this person was Lin Sishen.

Not only did they defeat Luo Lie, but there were countless Lao troops who died in Lin Sishen’s hands over the past year.

Before he knew it, the tall, thin and beautiful young general became a nightmare for Lao soldiers, and no one dared to lead his army to fight against Lin Sishen.

After knowing that Lin Sishen was Lin Zheng's son, the soldiers of the Lao army were even more afraid of her as if they heard Lin Sishen's name, they couldn't help but look around in fear, fearing that she would take the head of their necks from the sky.

The commander of the Liao army even personally ordered that if someone cut off Lin Sishen's head, he would be promoted to the third level and rewarded with a thousand gold.

The soldiers of the Yulin Army who were very familiar with Lin Sishen also jokingly called Lin Sishen a Qianjin Lin. If someone else had heard such a nickname, he would probably be angry. However, after hearing this, Lin Sishen was not angry, but he smiled with interest and sighed meaningfully: "This name is very commensurate with me."

In the eyes of the Jin soldiers, Lin Sishen's prestige rose, even higher than Wen Xingren for a while. As soon as he saw Lin Sishen and the others stood up and respectfully called out to the young general.

The biggest difference between Lin Sishen and Wen Xingren is that Lin Sishen has no airs and is tolerant and gentle to his subordinates and rewards and punishments clearly. Sometimes even if he passes by, he will casually joking with the soldiers who chat.

Ordinary soldiers like Lin Sishen very much, and they like and respect it. But unlike this, Wen Xingren and other generals hate Lin Sishen very much, not only because she performed too well, but also because Lin Sishen seems to be unobedient recently.

After leading three thousand Yulin Guards, they intercepted hundreds of trucks of food and grass secretly escorted to Anqing City by the Liao army halfway, Lin Sishen returned with a load of people.

Unexpectedly, she was soon called into the camp by Wen Xingren.

Lin Sishen had a lazy smile on his face. After lifting the curtain of the camp, he saw a group of military generals who had been waiting for her. Wen Xingren, who was sitting in a high position, looked gloomy, and the others looked unhappy when they looked at Lin Sishen.

Only Lu Chang smiled slightly when he saw her and signaled.

Speaking of Lu Chang, he was indeed very caring for Lin Sishen. Originally, Lin Sishen thought he had a purpose, but after getting along for a long time, she keenly discovered that Lu Chang must have been told that he was so taken care of himself.

Every time she is injured, Lu Chang will send high-quality injury medicine as soon as possible, which is not only extremely effective but also can remove scars and relieve pain.

Facing the room full of people who were unfriendly to him, Lin Sishen felt no fear at all. Instead, he sat by the stove and roasted his hands, and asked casually: "General Wen called Sishen to come here, but have you any questions to explain?"

Even after spending a year together, Wen Xingren's disgust towards Lin Sishen was not reduced at all. Looking at Lin Sishen's silence, a burst of anger surged in his heart. He snorted coldly and slapped the table and scolded, "Lin Sishen, do you know your guilt."

The weather has become colder recently, and it was snowing yesterday. Lin Sishen finally warmed up her frozen hands. She shrugged and asked with a puzzled look: "What crime is the subordinate?"

A general sneered and said sarcastically: "Person Lin led three thousand Yulin Guards away today without asking for instructions from General Wen. I wonder if you have any general Wen taking it seriously?"

It was indeed because of this.

Lin Sishen chuckled lightly, stood lazily in front of his eyes, and said leisurely: "The Liao army secretly escorted the food and grass to Anqing City. My spy happened to find their whereabouts. In order to avoid alarming the snake, I could only take a surprise attack and cut the food and grass back."

Another general scolded angrily: "Even if you want to intercept the food and supplies of the Liao army, you should ask General Wen for instructions. It is a serious crime to send troops privately. Don't you know!"

Lin Sishen smiled and glanced at the man: "Some day ago, the Liao army sent Hanyun clothes to Anqing. After hearing the news, I immediately asked General Wen to ask General Wen. But after General Wen gave the order, I led the army to rush there, but they changed routes without knowing it, so that I was in vain. If I ask for instructions again this time, the result would be self-evident."

The people present took a breath after hearing this and looked at Wen Xingren silently.

Sure enough, Wen Xingren had dark clouds on his face. He stared at Lin Sishen tightly and gritted his teeth and said, "What do you mean? Do you doubt this general?"

"I don't dare." Lin Sishen bowed his hand in a hurry and then said, "What I doubt is not General Wen, but the detailed work of the army entering Laos."

Before the others could speak, Lu Chang looked at Wen Xingren with a solemn expression and said, "General, Captain Lin's words are reasonable. I'm afraid that our army has indeed mixed into the Liao army's detailed work. Last time, the granary caught fire. If Captain Lin had discovered it in time, our food and grass would be burned out by fire."

Lu Chang's words made Wen Xingren silent for a while, and then he waved his hand a little annoyed, "Even so, you should ask me for instructions before sending troops. Don't think that you have made great contributions to the Lao country's food and grass, and it is not worth it. But if you make contributions to your establishment, I will give you a lighter punishment and punish you to wash a manger for a month. What are your objections?"

"Thank you, General Wen." Lin Sishen stood up, looked at Wen Xingren with a condescending look, and asked calmly: "General Wen has something to do. If he finishes his order, then he will go and wash the manger."

Wen Xingren frowned and turned his head, and said impatiently: "Get out."

Lin Sishen opened the curtain and walked out when he heard someone inside couldn't wait to say something to Wen Xingren: "General Wen, Lin Sishen is becoming more and more disobedient. He disobeyed the general's order several times and repeatedly, and he must punish him severely once in order to give him a long memory."

Lin Sishen took a deep breath, smiled faintly and pretended that he didn't hear it, he slowly walked to the horse camp, rolled up his sleeves and started washing the manger.

In the cold weather, Lin Sishen's hands quickly turned red from the cold. After she returned in the middle of the night, she saw Lu Chang standing in front of her tent. When she saw her appear, she smiled and nodded.

Lin Sishen curled his lips and asked with a smile: "Is Deputy General Lu coming to deliver medicine again?"

"Ha." Lu Chang smiled awkwardly, then coughed lightly and took out a wooden box from his sleeve, handed it to Lin Sishen with both hands, and instructed softly: "This medicine can be applied to your hands to protect against cold and sores. I think the young general should need it."

The medicine was delivered in time. Lin Sishen took the wooden box without hesitation, looked up at Lu Chang with a smile, and joked: "Deputy General Lu's sister is really smart and skilled in traditional Chinese medicine."

Lu Chang was stunned for a moment, turned his head and opened the topic a little stiffly: "Little General, General Wen just received a letter from the capital."

Lin Sishen tightened his hand holding Mu Bo, and she lowered her eyes and asked softly, "What letter?"

Lu Chang observed her expression, licked her dry lips, and lowered his voice and said, "Prince Qingyang's letter."

Lin Sishen pursed her lips, and the smile on her face disappeared instantly. She took a deep breath and barely pulled the corners of her lips: "Is that true?"

After chatting with Lu Chang absent-mindedly, Lin Sishen returned to the camp in annoyance.

As soon as she left, Lu Chang sneaked out a piece of paper from his sleeve, and saw that no one was around, so he hurriedly wrote a sentence on his head with a charcoal pen.

When the county horse heard this, his expression changed drastically and left without any mind.

After writing, Lu Chang breathed a sigh of relief and hid the paper back and quickly left Lin Sishen's tent.

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