vrcanaries Chapter 301 Captured alive
Chapter 301 Captured alive
Zhou Lin stood on a high place, scanning the crowd with sharp eyes.
I saw a few of them looking hesitant, obviously moved by Wen Zhiyong's words.
He sighed inwardly, these people were not soldiers brought out by him personally.
This time, time was tight and there was no time to mobilize reinforcements from the north.
What's more, there are barbarians on the northern border who are eyeing us covetously. If we are not careful, we may fall into a trap to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
Therefore, when Zhou Lin entered the palace to report the current situation to Emperor Jing, he specifically asked Emperor Jing to grant him the military order.
Emperor Jing was well aware of the seriousness of the situation. If Xiao Yuanqi really brought people to the capital to attack, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Therefore, Emperor Jing issued a secret decree without hesitation, allowing Zhou Lin to mobilize the garrison troops in northern Zhili to provide reinforcements.
At this moment, Zhou Lin suddenly discovered that Wen Zhiyong was continuing to incite everyone in an attempt to further disrupt the morale of the army.
He was furious and instantly drew out the sharp sword from his waist, which was shining with cold light, and flew forward like a ghost.
In the blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of the horse under Wen Zhiyong's seat. He raised his sword and swung it down. With a flash of sharp sword light, the horse's two front legs were cut off at a glance!
With a scream, Wen Zhiyong fell off the horse unexpectedly, and rolled on the ground for several times before he could barely stop.
He struggled to stand up and call for help, but was horrified to find that the people he brought with him had already been firmly controlled by the men brought by Zhou Lin.
At this time, Zhou Lin, holding a long sword, approached Wen Zhiyong step by step.
The cold tip of the sword was firmly against Wen Zhiyong's neck. Just a slight push forward would take his life.
Wen Zhiyong felt the threat of death was imminent, and his heart was beating violently, as if it was about to burst out of his chest.
However, despite being in a desperate situation, he still forced himself to remain calm, looked up at Zhou Lin and laughed heartily: "Zhou Lin, Zhou Lin, do you think that by killing me, you can ensure the safety of Emperor Jing? Hahahahaha..."
The laughter echoed in the air, carrying a hint of despair and unwillingness.
"Even now, do you still think that the eldest prince, who knows only to drink and have fun all day and eat to his heart's content, is capable of such a great responsibility? Humph, if he truly possessed such ability, why would he force you, at such an advanced age, to travel so hastily in the dead of night?"
Zhou Lin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his face full of sarcasm.
Wen Zhiyong, however, was unconcerned. Instead, he responded with a smug look on his face, "What do you know, little brat? This old man's action was to provide cover for the Crown Prince. Now that I think about it, the Crown Prince has probably already successfully breached the capital's gates!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Lin casually asked, "Oh? Could it be that he broke through the west gate?"
Before he finished speaking, Wen Zhiyong's eyes suddenly widened, his face full of astonishment, and he asked in a trembling voice: "You...how do you know this?"
Seeing this, Zhou Lin sneered inwardly and continued speaking slowly.
"Did Lord Wen never wonder how the defense map of the capital could have fallen into the hands of the Crown Prince so easily?"
Wen Zhiyong was just about to retort that the daughter of Lord Feng from the Ministry of War was the eldest prince's concubine, so it would not be easy for him to submit a defense map.
Then Zhou Lin continued.
"Master Wen, have you never had any doubts? Why did the Minister of War, Master Feng, immediately claim illness and hand over all the matters at hand to others as soon as the Crown Prince left the capital?"
"Has Lord Wen never wondered why the eldest prince's concubine didn't return to Tanzhou with him?"
"Master Wen, have you never suspected that the First Prince left Tanzhou two days before you did? But now that you've arrived in Northern Zhili, why haven't you received any battle reports from the First Prince?"
Zhou Lin bombarded Wen Zhiyong with a series of questions like a machine gun, making his heart instantly a mess.
Zhou Lin stared at Wen Zhiyong sharply and pressed him, "You've had your suspicions for a long time, haven't you? Otherwise, why would you rush with your men and horses, traveling day and night, to rescue the Crown Prince?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Zhiyong's eyes widened, his anger threatening to burst forth. He gnashed his teeth and roared, "You're telling me all this nonsense, just to stall for time and cut off the Crown Prince's escape route! You're so treacherous and cunning! It was the Feng family who betrayed us! It was the Feng family who betrayed us!"
Zhou Lin sneered in his heart.
According to Shen Chuning, the eldest prince did not tell Lord Feng that he wanted to rebel, and he was obviously on guard against Lord Feng.
Even my own in-laws couldn't believe it, so it wasn't unfair to get a fake defense map.
Zhou Lin nodded slightly, a scornful smile on his lips, and responded slowly, "Master Wen is quite clever."
Hearing this, Wen Zhiyong's face became even uglier, and veins bulged on his forehead, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart.
He pleaded, "I... I know I was wrong... I will return to Tanzhou immediately and will never meddle in other people's affairs again. I hope that Mr. Zhou will consider your grandfather's kindness and spare me."
However, Zhou Lin just pursed his lips in disdain and sneered, "Master Wen, I gave you a chance just now, but it's a pity you didn't seize it. Now so many people are watching. Even if you can shut me up, can you shut everyone else's up?"
After saying that, he turned his head and glanced back, then waved his hand casually and gave an order: "Come here, tie him up!"
Before he finished speaking, two burly men holding thick hemp ropes walked towards Wen Zhiyong quickly like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey.
At this moment, Wen Zhiyong glared at Zhou Lin fiercely, as if he wanted to make a final struggle.
But just as he moved his body, Zhou Lin flashed and flew in front of him as fast as a ghost.
Then, Zhou Lin moved as fast as lightning, pinching Wen Zhiyong's jaw with a slight twist. With a crisp "click" sound, his jaw was forcibly removed.
"Lord Wen, you are the evidence of the eldest prince's treason. You must keep your life and must not die!" Zhou Lin said slowly with a sinister smile on his face.
That smile was like the King of Hell from the underworld, creepy.
Wen Zhiyong widened his eyes and stared at the person in front of him, his heart filled with fear and despair.
He tried to say something to argue, but his jaw had been broken and he could only make sobbing sounds in his throat. His head kept shaking, expressing his innocence and unwillingness.