novelAbuy Chapter 256 Yuwen Chenglong, the Dog Skin Plaster
Chapter 256 Yuwen Chenglong, the Dog Skin Plaster
"Zuo Xiong, come with me to reinforce Siping Mountain."
Yang Lin turned his head and spoke to the Goguryeo general standing solemnly to the side.
This person was personally selected and dispatched to him by Lü Xiao.
Although he wasn't from the Sui Dynasty and was born in Goguryeo, he still had abilities.
During his time in Dengzhou, he made many contributions.
He excelled in everything from suppressing bandits and quelling rebellions to training troops; he was a rare military talent.
Overall, he is much better than Xue Liang and Luo Fang; he is much more stable and reliable.
"promise!"
Upon hearing this, Zuo Xiong strode out of the ranks and followed closely behind Yang Lin, never leaving his side.
His duty was not only to help Dengzhou repel the enemy and stabilize the situation, but more importantly, to protect Yang Lin's safety.
If anything were to happen to Yang Lin, Prince Shuo, Lü Xiao, would blame him, and he couldn't bear that responsibility.
Xue Liang and Luo Fang exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with helplessness.
How could they possibly control the decisions Yang Lin made?
They knew their adoptive father's temper all too well; once he made up his mind, nothing could change it.
Unless, unless Yang Yu'er gives birth now and uses her grandson to keep him here.
However, that's obviously impossible; there's still some time before she gives birth.
"The army is setting off!"
Yang Lin, mounted on his horse, waved his hand and shouted in a powerful voice.
Eighty thousand troops, with banners waving and swords and spears like a forest, marched out of the camp in a grand procession.
The sound of horses' hooves thundered, dust billowed, and the sky was obscured.
Afterwards, the group traveled along the canal, heading towards Siping Mountain.
After marching for several days, Yang Lin noticed that the number of refugees and rebel soldiers along the way was gradually increasing.
They wandered aimlessly in small groups.
"Godfather, something's not right!" Xue Liang craned his neck to look around and couldn't help but speak, his face full of worry.
"Could it be that our army was defeated at Siping Mountain and Jiangdu City fell, and these people are all refugees fleeing the disaster?"
He remained the same as always, thinking only of the bad and not the good; his mouth was like a harbinger of doom, never uttering anything virtuous.
"Shut up!"
Luo Fang saw her second brother farting again and glared at him.
At a time like this, saying such discouraging things is just inviting bad luck and undermining morale.
"Father, I have already sent people to inquire, and I expect you will soon know about the matter at Siping Mountain."
Another bodyguard chimed in.
"Okay." Yang Lin nodded, feeling anxious but able only to wait patiently.
Of all these adopted sons, only Xue Liang can't speak like a human being. He's always jinxing things, and his bad jinxes always come true.
If it weren't for this kid's filial piety and unwavering loyalty, he would beat him three to five times a day, slapping his mouth raw to teach him a lesson.
"Your Majesty! We have found out everything!"
Before long, three or five riders returned on horseback.
"speak!"
Yang Lin gripped the reins tightly, his fingers turning white from the force.
He also glanced at Xue Liang, his eyes sharp.
If this guy has a jinxed mouth, we'll sew his mouth shut so he can never speak again.
"Reporting to Your Majesty!" The person who had been gathering information looked up, his face beaming with barely suppressed joy, and his voice booming.
"In the Battle of Siping Mountain, Prince Shuo charged into the enemy lines alone, broke through the encirclement, and defeated the rebel coalition of 800,000 men!"
Our army won a great victory, and Jiangdu was unharmed. These people were not refugees, but ordinary people who had been coerced by rebels.
Now that the rebels have been defeated, they dispersed and each went their own way to survive!
"Hahaha! Great! Here's a reward!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Lin's tense expression vanished, replaced by great joy. He waved his hand and shouted with gusto, his beard trembling.
Lu Xiao is truly a pillar of the Sui Dynasty, a golden beam that holds up the sea!
Compared to him, this powerful figure was utterly inferior and insignificant.
He single-handedly dealt with 800,000 rebels?
Who in the world can match this skill?
Even when Yang Lin was young, he couldn't do that.
"Godfather, I always say the opposite of what I mean!" Xue Liang leaned closer and said with a grin, "This counts as a merit, so give me a little reward, just a token."
"Get out of my way!"
Yang Lin was in a great mood and too lazy to hit the scoundrel. He laughed and cursed, raising his foot as if to kick him.
When I'm in a good mood, even Xue Liang's jinxed mouth seems pleasing to the eye.
"Now that Jiangdu is safe, should we still lead our troops there?"
Luo Fang asked for instructions on the next steps.
"Um……"
Yang Lin pondered for a moment, tapping his fingers lightly on the saddle, and came up with a compromise.
"That won't be necessary. You should take your troops and return to Dengzhou to continue guarding the area."
"Your father and I will go with a few dozen men. We'll ride at full speed and arrive in no time."
Currently, Dengzhou is temporarily stable, the surrounding rebellions have been quelled, and the people's hearts are beginning to settle down.
In Hebei, the Li family is fighting against Dou Jiande. When two tigers fight, one of them is bound to be injured.
Although he didn't trust the Li family and always felt that they harbored ulterior motives.
However, for the time being, they dared not rebel, at least on the surface they were still loyal subjects of the Sui Dynasty and dared not act rashly.
It's been so long, and he hasn't seen Lü Xiao in ages; he misses him terribly.
"Alright, but there are many bandits along the way, so Godfather should be cautious and take extra care."
As they parted, Luo Fang spoke with great concern, giving repeated instructions, her eyes filled with worry.
"You brat, you've forgotten my abilities."
Yang Lin smiled; he was getting old, his hair had turned white.
But Luo Fang's concern warmed his heart.
All these years of raising them have not been in vain; these adopted sons are all good children.
"I have noted it down. Now you should return with your troops."
After saying that, he flicked his whip and, along with Zuo Xiong and the others, spurred their horses and galloped away, soon disappearing at the end of the official road.
They sped along, without stopping.
Traveling day and night, Yang Lin soon arrived at Siping Mountain.
Although the tense scene of nearly a million troops confronting each other is gone, there are still officers and soldiers stationed here to maintain order, clear the battlefield, and bury the corpses.
"Your Majesty, the King of Shuo is still in Jiangdu."
The soldier who went to inquire received a reply and returned to report.
"Very well! My horse is fast, so I won't wait for you!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Lin abandoned the dozens of men behind him, spurred his horse, and galloped straight towards Jiangdu like a gust of wind.
At this moment, inside the Jiangdu Imperial Palace.
Yuwen Chenglong clung to Lü Xiao like a leech, never leaving his side and always by his side.
"Your Highness, the old immortal hasn't come either."
He looked at Lü Xiao with a wronged expression, his voice full of sorrow, and his eyes were red.
These days, he goes to bed early, and as soon as it gets dark, he lies down on his couch, waiting devoutly, not daring to even breathe.
And what happened? I slept from nightfall to dawn, and from dawn to noon, until I was dizzy, my back ached, and I felt completely out of it.