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Chapter 1443: Who to look for? Lin Feng? (Part 1443) [Seeking monthly votes]

Enemy and our own forces?

Disparity!

Enemy and friend configuration?

Fault!

Enemy action?

Fierce!

"...This city is definitely not defensible. Judging from the style of the thieves, once they are angered, there will be a bloody massacre..." The staff thought for a long time but could not come up with a plan to defeat the enemy. It was not that the staff was incompetent, but that the predecessors had used all the methods they could. Including but not limited to feigning surrender and sneak attack, tricking people in and setting fire, and fighting to the death with strong defenses.

There were many forces fighting desperately along the way.

However, these previous convictions did not achieve the expected effect. Instead, they aroused the viciousness of the thieves and brought about their own deaths. Maybe the ball kicked by the child might have been the head of one of these people. They did not have many tricks left.

They are also worried that the butcher's knife will fall on their necks.

"...Can't defend it? If you can't defend it, can't you find a way to defend it?"

The garrison commander was extremely dissatisfied with this answer.

Everyone looked quiet, but inwardly they all wanted to roll their eyes.

Can we hold on to the position when the enemy is so outnumbered? The difference between the two sides is force, not brains! The most important thing right now is to save our lives from the thieves, not to think about how to die! The subordinates exchanged glances with each other, and they all realized that the general was reluctant to surrender. But based on their understanding of the general over the years, he was not a man of iron will who would rather die than surrender.

One could hear a pin drop in the hall, and the guarding officer became even more angry when he saw this.

At this time, a smart person whispered a suggestion.

"...would you all like to listen to me?"

The guard's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said hurriedly: "You say."

The scholar said: "From my point of view, this group of thieves does not want people, treasures, or the city. It seems that they just want to attack the city for the sake of attacking. In this case, why not send someone to negotiate with them. We will let them go and they will not make things difficult for us."

Everyone in the hall was silenced again.

Prevent the enemy from attacking the city and let them pass through by opening the gate.

What's the point?

If you don't fight for people, wealth, or land, then what do you want? To quickly clear all the cities on the map with one life? To have the three armies go out for team building and travel together? The behavior of this group of thieves is so abstract that no one can guess their real purpose.

Everyone thought this proposal was absurd, but it was exactly what the defending general wanted.

He was unwilling to risk his life defending the city, but he was also unwilling to surrender easily and lose face.

What would happen to the reputation he had accumulated over half his life?

If the two sides can reach an agreement, they can open the city to send these evildoers away. In this way, the city can be defended and the reputation can be preserved. Isn't it the best of both worlds? The general was happy in his heart, but he looked embarrassed. He looked around at everyone and said, "It sounds reasonable. It can also protect the people in the city from being invaded by weapons. But I heard that this group of thieves is cruel and barbaric. They usurped the throne and stole the country. They did all kinds of evil. Who should we send to negotiate this matter?"

Once both sides have completely torn their relations apart, there is no need to talk about "When two armies are fighting, do not kill the envoys". Not only will they kill them, they may also kill them and stick them on the chess pieces, and hang the bodies up to dry like bacon.

Whoever takes this task may die.

For a while, no one dared to take on this hot potato.

It was not a good idea to keep the stalemate going. Adhering to the principle of "a friend dies rather than a poor person", the hotter the potato, the quicker it was to get rid of it. This group of people usually fought each other privately, but now they were united, giving up the mutual destruction and unanimously choosing a scapegoat. The pupils of the scapegoat who was named trembled slightly, as if he had not expected the task to fall on him.

The guard cast his eyes towards the scapegoat in the corner.

He was a low-key young man wearing dark-colored clothes.

He was only twenty-five or twenty-six, but his eyes and eyebrows showed the cowardice of a man in his thirties or forties. He was still confused when he was recommended, and only reacted when the people around him reminded him. The guard narrowed his eyes slightly, and for a moment he couldn't remember the other person's name.

The henchman saw his awkwardness and took the initiative to expose the young man's identity, saving the commander from embarrassment. The commander took advantage of the situation and handed the important task to the young man, holding his slightly skinny hand and saying earnestly: "The lives of the common people in the city are in your hands!"

The young man's scalp tingled but he didn't dare to say no.

He couldn't make excuses for not doing this job.

In the end, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and force the issue.

"Please rest assured, General."

Before leaving, the commander reminded the young man to dress brightly. Since he was an envoy going to negotiate with the enemy, he should not lose face. He should not dress too luxuriously, but also not too shabby.

Look at the young man's clothes, the edges of the cuffs are fuzzy.

The young man curled his lips, stammered and nodded vaguely.

However, his colleagues knew why the young man was like this.

Isn’t it because the family is poor?

The young man is not a local. He took office half a year ago and brought his family with him. He needs to rent a house, buy land, and manage relationships. How can he not spend money? The young man has little family background. After taking care of the first two items, he can no longer take care of his colleagues and superiors. He is often negligent in social etiquette. He is also an outsider with no foundation. Who else should we exclude if not him?

No circle is willing to take him out to play.

But he is honest, so when there is something to do, let him do it, when there is nothing to do, just leave him alone. He does the work for his colleagues and cleans up the mess without any complaints, so he can stay. Everyone will not deliberately target him, but they will not get too close to him either.

This time he was thrown out as a scapegoat.

Everyone discussed a countermeasure and soon dispersed.

The young man was walking with a lot on his mind. He had just finished his shift and hadn't even had a sip of warm water when a colleague came to visit him. A smile finally appeared on his dull face. He thought his colleague was concerned about him and came to show his concern. After meeting him, he realized that the colleague was here to give him clothes. In addition to clothes, there were also many accessories. I can't say how expensive they were, but they were indeed much better than what he had now: "All were newly made last year."

Hearing the word "last year", the young man's face stiffened slightly.

His face was burning red but he couldn't show his anger.

It was made last year, so it is impossible that it has not been worn. It is clearly an old set of clothes. Even if a rich family wears a set of clothes only a few times, it is still an old set of clothes. The two of them are half a head taller than each other. The young man wanted to refuse, but then he remembered what happened to him the last time he offended someone.

He bit his lips twice and thanked him in a mosquito-like voice and took it.

The colleague said: "I wish you good luck in literature and a smooth journey."

The young man smiled reluctantly and said he would try his best.

After sending the man away, the young man looked at the clothes on the wooden tray, which caught his eye more and more. He was so angry that he drank a pot of water to calm down. His father, who heard the noise, came and asked what happened. The young man had no one to talk to, so he told the general situation like pouring beans.

The father said worriedly, "Can't we just push it?"

The young man looked down at the old tea bowl in his hand and said bitterly, "If you find an excuse to push this matter away, I don't know what excuse you will find later to harass me. Deducting the monthly salary is a small matter, but I am afraid that you will be driven away to another place. We have finally settled down and our lives have just improved. If... How can my son bear it?"

Agree to take the risk and there is still a chance of success.

If you don't agree, you will definitely be in trouble.

The father looked at his son's slightly hunched back and collapsed shoulders, his eyes were filled with sadness, he sighed for a long time but could not offer any solution. If it were him, he would have wanted to sell the whole city.

I don't have the courage to overturn the table unless it's absolutely necessary.

"Then you should be careful."

The young man nodded, most of his face hidden in darkness: "Yeah."

The next day, he changed into the old clothes sent by his colleagues. Maybe because he was thin, the clothes were not as tight as he had imagined, but the hem was a little short, which made the overall look a little uncoordinated. He rode out of the city alone and headed straight for the thieves' camp. Before he got close, he was caught by the enemy scouts. The young man took out the token of the garrison commander without any hurry.

"I am here to see the envoy by the order of my Lord!"

"Messenger?" The young man was taken by scouts to see a cold-faced general.

When he arrived, the general was crouching over the river, fishing with a special mousetrap, and several people dressed as soldiers were making a fire to roast fish. The general came up to observe the young man carefully, and then carefully examined the token the young man gave him, and sighed.

He raised his hand and let him go: "Go ahead."

The young man bowed and thanked him: "Thank you, General."

The general waved his hand, signaling him not to disturb him while fishing.

When the young man was taken away, the sound of horse hooves came from far away. The warhorse did not stop, but the man on the horse jumped down and landed steadily without any embarrassment. He did not even look at the young man, but said to the general, "General Gongxi is easy to find!"

The general didn't even turn his head: "Mama is looking for me again?"

"No, it's the military medical team."

As the young man walked away, the conversation between the two gradually became blurred.

I vaguely heard the person asking the general, "Who was that just now?"

The general said indifferently, "He is an envoy, but who knows what evil he is planning. This is a good opportunity to add some fun."

The visitor said, "This man looks like an honest person."

A scapegoat pushed out by others.

The general sneered: "Is he honest?"

The visitor analyzed, "His clothes don't look like they fit him well. Such material must be tailored to his body. If they don't fit, it means they are not his own. Maybe he borrowed them from someone. If he is so sophisticated, how could he not find a friend with a similar body shape to borrow from?"

Considering the fierce reputation he had accumulated over the past six months, this young man was most likely a marginal worker who was excluded from the workplace.

The general thought about it and felt that it made sense.

I sympathized with him and said, "That's quite pitiful."

I could have had a better attitude just now.

The young man was so ashamed that he felt embarrassed and humiliated.

The blush on her face didn't fade away for a long time.

The bandits' camp was well-established. The young man saw strict military discipline and strict guards along the way. It didn't look like a makeshift team. He subconsciously thought about how to break in, but before he could figure out a route, he had already arrived outside the main tent.

Wu Zu passed the message, but the people in the tent took a long time to respond.

"You can go in."

The young man thanked the soldier who delivered the message.

When we entered the tent, it was very lively, with both civil and military officials present.

They all looked over at once, and the aura that surged in an instant made the young man's face change slightly, like a weak little white rabbit being stared at by a group of birds of prey. His temperament was indeed very humble and weak, his pupils revealed timidity, but he forced himself to pretend to be calm.

He did not look directly at the person in the upper position, but his eyes fell on the person's neck. He was not surprised why the person was dressed in women's clothes. He spoke respectfully: "I am Lin Chun, and I would like to greet the envoy on behalf of my master."

Shen Zixu Tang, who was sitting at the top, waved his hand to indicate that there was no need for formalities and asked, "What is the purpose of the envoy's visit?"

There is no need to just say hello.

If these tactics were used to pretend to surrender, it would be quite interesting.

Lin Chun said, "My Lord has heard that you are a man of unparalleled courage and bravery, and that the troops you lead are among the most powerful in the world. Now that they are approaching the city, the people in the city are terrified. I wonder what your plan is?"

Shen Tang exclaimed, and said with a smile: "What are you planning? Of course you want to attack the city. Are you coming here for a spring outing?"

Lin Chun managed to calm down and refute Shen Tang's words.

"If it was to capture the city, why did you do that to Mang County?" The Mang County that Lin Chun mentioned was the place that Shen Tang had conquered, but was recaptured by the rebels in the city as soon as he left. Shen Tang did not turn around and slap the man's head off, but continued to attack the next target. In other words, Shen Tang was not too obsessed with occupying the land, at least he did not have to occupy it. In this case, this city did not have to be attacked, and it was completely possible to compromise and everyone would be happy.

Shen Tang smiled and said, "So?"

Lin Chun continued calmly, "My lord admires your majesty, and cannot bear to see the people in the city disturbed by war and chaos. If you do not abandon me, my lord is willing to welcome you and open the city to you."

"Come to surrender?"

Lin Chun said: "My Lord has no such intention."

Shen Tang almost laughed out loud.

"...Yeah, yeah, yeah, you did come up with a new trick. At least you didn't follow the routine. I understand what you mean. You just want to lend me a pass to do me a favor and get rid of this plague god as soon as possible, right?" Her words scared the young man so much that he broke out in a sweat.

The young man was terrified and said, "I dare not."

"You dare not say that I am the God of Plague, or you dare not plot against me?"

The young man did not dare to answer this question easily.

She was afraid that the fickle-minded thief would suddenly turn hostile and kill people. If she killed the messengers on the flag, she would be able to kill one hand. The young man did not want to add another victory to the other party with his own life, so he could only keep silent.

Shen Tang didn't tease him either.

Changing the subject, "It seems that there is no wealthy family with the surname Lin in the city."

The original body was fighting the Central Allied Forces, and the incarnation's mission was to kill and burn as many people as possible in the rear, and to capture cities and territories as possible. How to kill and who to kill were all very particular.

Catch the big ones and let go of the small ones.

Those who kill the master will be released.

Take advantage of the muddy river water to quietly kill the people. Even if you can't kill them, you must destroy the foundation of their restoration.

Shen Tang had indeed never heard of a wealthy family named Lin in the city.

Looking at the slightly cramped and short hem of Messenger Lin Chun, he understood. Oh, the scapegoat who was pushed out.

Lin Chun looked neither humble nor arrogant, but his ears were red with embarrassment.

"He will take up the post here before the second half of the year and he is not a local."

"Oh, he comes from a humble family."

The young man lowered his head, feeling that everyone's eyes were like knives stabbing him, making him wish he could find a crack to crawl into.

He forced a smile and complimented.

"I am of humble origin, so naturally I cannot catch your eye."

"There's no need to treat it as a powerful enemy. Being born in a humble family is still a guarantee of immunity in my eyes. If you were born in a wealthy family, I would be reluctant to let you go today." Shen Tang's words frightened Lin Chun so much that his shoulders trembled slightly and he dared not say a word.

Shen Tang smiled playfully, and looked at Lin Chun carefully: "You are not happy here, do you have any idea of ​​looking for a better job?"

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This year's physical examination report is not very good, alas.

Why can't people just eat as much as they want and gain weight as much as they want?