Daming: Dad, you are really not good at governing the country

Song Yanzhang's eyes swept across the road, and at that moment a chill ran up from the soles of his feet to his heart.

Then Song Yanzhang's heart suddenly shuddered, as if an invisible hand gently gripped his heart.

An extremely ominous premonition surged into Song Yanzhang's heart like a tide.

He subconsciously clenched the reins with both hands, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

The warhorse under his crotch seemed to be in tune with Song Yanzhang's thoughts.

It was keenly aware of its owner's nervousness at the moment, and it pawed its hooves restlessly, making bursts of low neighing sounds.

The four hooves dug shallow marks on the ground, as if expressing its uneasiness about the upcoming unknown danger.

Then Song Yanzhang turned his head and looked at Lin Zhen who was walking side by side with him. The other party was still riding on the horse with an upright posture.

His expression was calm, his eyes looking straight ahead.

This person was completely unaware of the unusual atmosphere quietly spreading around him, and his face showed a certainty about this trip.

Seeing Lin Zhen like this, Song Yanzhang instantly fell into an inner struggle.

It was as if there were two little people arguing fiercely in his mind.

On the one hand, reason was reminding Song Yanzhang: If he spoke rashly at this moment, he would tell Lin Zhen about his doubts.

In case it was just a misjudgment on my part, there was no so-called danger.

Then, during this high-morale march, it is very likely to disrupt the morale of the troops and throw the entire team into unnecessary panic.

But on the other hand, Song Yanzhang really couldn't ignore the strong uneasiness in his heart.

What if there really are enemies lying in ambush around? If I don’t remind Lin Zhen because of my concerns at this time.

Once the enemy launches a surprise attack, the consequences will be disastrous.

These 3,000 elite soldiers of the Shuozhou Guard will probably suffer heavy losses.

For a moment, Song Yanzhang seemed to be in an invisible vortex.

I am trapped in this dilemma and don't know what to do.

His heart was filled with a thrilling battle between his conscience and his desires, with all kinds of thoughts racing through his mind.

However, even though his thoughts were so confused, Song Yanzhang's eyes were always fixed on the strange areas on both sides of the road, and he did not dare to relax at all.

He tried to capture more clues about potential dangers from those seemingly ordinary yet faintly weird details.

Just when Song Yanzhang was struggling with his inner thoughts and hesitating, the dense forests on both sides of the seemingly peaceful road suddenly broke the silence, like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake.

First, a rustling sound came from the dense forest, as if countless people were moving quickly in the grass.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening shout of killing suddenly rang out like rolling thunder.

There were rough roars and sharp screams in the shouts and screams.

They intertwined together to form a terrifying wave of sound, as if it was going to shake the entire world.

Along with shouts and screams, a group of figures in black emerged from the dense forest like ghosts.

They are agile, holding sharp blades, and their eyes are full of ferocity and determination.

These men in black acted quickly and coordinated well, and they were obviously a well-trained team.

The enemy rushed towards the elite Shuozhou Guards led by Lin Zhen from all directions, like a tide, unstoppable.

A fierce battle has begun.

The soldiers of Shuozhou Guard were caught off guard by this sudden change.

However, they were a well-trained elite force after all. After a brief moment of surprise, they responded quickly.

The soldiers quickly gripped their weapons and formed a defensive formation.

The expressions on their faces also changed from initial surprise to a firm will to fight.

Lin Zhen finally realized the danger at this moment. His face darkened and he quickly drew his sword.

Hold it high and shout loudly to boost morale.

“Brothers, don’t panic.

Follow my command and kill these bandits!"

The voice was firm and powerful, echoing in the chaotic battlefield. At the moment when Song Yanzhang heard the shouts of killing, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

He knew that what he was most worried about had finally happened.

But this was not the time to blame himself, Song Yanzhang immediately urged his horse to go.

After coming to Lin Zhen, he shouted: "General Lin, the bandits are coming aggressively, we need to deal with them calmly!"

At the same time, Song Yanzhang quickly observed the enemy's formation and movements, thinking quickly about countermeasures in his mind.

"General Lin, tell the soldiers to shrink their formation.

The spearmen quickly pointed their weapons outwards, forming a dense wall of spears to resist the thieves' attack.

When Lin Zhen heard the suggestion made by Song Yanzhang, his eyes lit up instantly, as if he had caught the dawn of a breakthrough in this chaotic battle.

He immediately raised his arms and shouted, giving the order to the spearmen to form a battle formation.

The spearmen were well-trained, and upon hearing the military order, they responded quickly like a precision-operated war machine.

They marched in unison, pointing their spears outward in unison and standing in a tight formation.

In the blink of an eye, an impenetrable wall of guns was formed, like a steel barrier, standing in front of the thieves to resist the surging attack like a tide.

However, the thieves tried to break through the wall of guns by relying on the flexibility of the sharp blades in their hands.

They were agile and nimble, moving like ghosts among the forest of gunfire, with eyes as sharp as eagles.

They kept looking for gaps in the wall of guns and launched round after round of fierce attacks.

Every attack was carried out with ruthless murderous intent.

The soldiers of Shuozhou Guard cooperated perfectly.

The soldiers in the front row gritted their teeth and held their spears firmly.

They thrust forward with all their strength, the tips of their guns flashing a cold light.

Like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, it prevents the thieves from getting even a bit closer.

The soldiers in the back row kept a close eye on the movements of the gun wall in the front row.

Once a gap appears, it will be filled as quickly as the wind to ensure that the gun wall is always as solid as a rock.

During this fierce confrontation, a thief took advantage of the brief moment when a Shuozhou guard was retracting his spear and rushed forward like a hungry wolf.

The sharp blade in his hand pierced the soldier's throat like lightning.

At the critical moment, the Shuozhou guards nearby reacted extremely quickly.

He suddenly raised the gun and hit the thief's arm hard.

With a scream, the thief felt pain and the sharp blade in his hand flew out.

The Shuozhou guards seized this perfect opportunity and stabbed hard.

The sharp spear instantly pierced through the thief's body, knocking him to the ground, and blood spread on the ground.

Although the soldiers of Shuozhou Wei were brave and tenacious and fought desperately, the bandits were too fierce and their attack was as intense as a storm.

The two sides fought back and forth, and were stuck in a stalemate.

On the battlefield, shouts and screams were intertwined.

The sound was deafening, like a sad song of death.

The bright red blood flowed out, slowly dyeing the originally brown ground red, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

Seeing that it would be difficult to repel the thieves in a short period of time by head-on confrontation, Lin Zhen frowned.

His mind was working rapidly and in a flash he came up with a plan.

Lin Zhen then quickly gave orders, asking some soldiers to pretend to retreat.

Retreat backwards in an orderly manner to lure the thieves into pursuit.

At the same time, Lin Zhen turned around and whispered instructions to Song Yanzhang.

Let him secretly send two teams of elite soldiers to encircle the enemy from the mountains and forests on the left and right sides.

Like two lurking giant pythons, waiting for the opportunity to strike a fatal blow. (End of this chapter)