Grunt!
Dong Feng swallowed hard. "My lord is going to kill so many people in front of me, a mere physician. I can't possibly save them all!"
Guo Jia couldn't help but burst into laughter, exclaiming, "My lord, your move of using their own methods against them is a stroke of genius! Ning Kun is doomed to die without a burial place!"
"Haha, Ning Kun is nothing but a fool who's courting death!" Lin Yi laughed.
At this moment, Guo Jia suddenly stopped smiling and said solemnly, "My lord, in my opinion, you can take advantage of the lack of intelligence in Great Ning and catch the enemy off guard."
"You mean I shouldn't have refused my father's wishes, right?" Lin Yi glanced at him and said with a smile.
Guo Jia did not refute!
He already knew his lord's plan. If they attacked from multiple directions, his lord's strength would be more than enough to sweep through Great Ning in a short time, before the enemy could even react.
As for the old man being branded as a rebel, there's absolutely no need to care!
The victor is king, the loser is villain; this is a simple problem to solve.
The Prince of Northern Liang is poised to strike; it would be a pity to miss the opportunity for a surprise attack.
Lin Yi couldn't help but laugh and said, "Don't worry, I've already made arrangements, it won't delay anything. My father has worked diligently for Northern Liang his whole life, I don't want him to bear that infamy!"
With my current strength, even if Li Anlan defends with all his might, he still can't stop me!
By targeting a single point, the opponent's abysmal defense proved to be like a sieve.
Even if the enemy has a million-strong army, he simply cannot withstand his rapid offensive, which comes from all directions.
Having a large territory is often not an advantage; on the contrary, it can prevent him from giving his all.
"Does my lord have any ideas? Could it be to use the name of the Eldest Princess to purge the court of corrupt officials?" Guo Jia's eyes lit up as he asked curiously.
Lin Yi shook his head, looking mysterious.
Forehead!
Guo Jia's lips twitched. His lord's sudden mysterious behavior was definitely retaliation for his earlier gloating.
He glanced at the kettle in front of him and took a big gulp.
Cough cough!
Dong Feng coughed lightly and reminded him, "Chancellor, you shouldn't drink too much water at once, otherwise your kidneys will suffer even more."
puff!
Guo Jia spat out a mouthful of water, glared angrily at Dong Feng, and then closed his eyes.
At this point, the carriage finally arrived in the territory of Xiliang!
Just as they were about to continue, Wang Yue hurried over and whispered, "My lord, the Prince of Northern Liang is on his way this way. He needs you to wait for him."
"My dad's here?"
Lin Yi's lips twitched. Why was this old man here now? What's going on?
He nodded and said in a deep voice, "Slow down and wait for the old man to arrive. He abandoned 300,000 troops; there must be something he needs to discuss."
Less than an hour later, Lin Yi heard a rapid hoofbeat; the old man had finally arrived.
"Stop!"
After the caravan came to a stop, Lin Yi slowly stepped down from the carriage and silently watched the dust billowing towards him.
The old man, travel-worn and streaked with lightning, arrived at breakneck speed with only a few guards. Fortunately, he had Zhao Yun by his side for protection; otherwise, encountering assassins would have been a serious problem.
Lin Rusong spotted his son in the distance, his eyes lit up, and he quickly spurred his horse to gallop faster.
He dismounted, his eyes welling up with tears. He grabbed his son's hand and said with relief, " Yi'er, you are my pride. You have avenged your mother!"
"You weren't hurt this time, were you? You're not good at fighting, so why did you go to the battlefield yourself?"
He gripped his son's hand tightly with his left, while his right hand couldn't help but check to see if his son was hurt.
Victory or defeat is a minor matter; my son is the most important thing!
Forehead!
Weak in terms of force?
Upon hearing this, Dong Feng couldn't help but twitch his lips. How could his lord, who was supposed to be weak, lift Tuoba Wanli up with one hand and crush him like a chicken?
"Father, don't worry, I have Zhongkang and the others protecting me, I'll be fine."
Lin Yi was both amused and exasperated. He pulled Xu Chu, who was driving the carriage, over and said with a smile.
Looking at Xu Chu, this Great Han, Lin Rusong's goodwill towards him increased greatly, and he exclaimed excitedly, "What a fierce general! This lad is not bad!"
Xu Chu actually blushed a little at the praise.
"Father, weren't you supposed to have your troops stationed at Liangshan Pass? Why have you gone all the way to Xiliang?" Lin Yi couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Nonsense!"
Hearing his son's words, Lin Rusong's face immediately darkened, and he angrily said, "It's all because of you, brat! How dare you point fingers at me! I was even preparing to have Wang Yining write a proclamation to denounce that son of a bitch Li Anlan!"
You suddenly sent me a letter telling me to stop, and said you had plans, of course I'm not at ease!
If you don't want to rebel, then you'll need this.
This is a matter of rebellion, a very serious matter, how can it be handled lightly?
He took a yellowed book out of his pocket and carefully placed it in Lin Yi's hands.
"What is this amazing thing?" Lin Yi was stunned for a moment, then simply took the book.
Upon seeing the cover, he couldn't help but twitch his lips.
The Lin Clan Genealogy!
Seeing that his son didn't take it seriously, Lin Rusong sneered, "If you don't want to rebel, then we can only cause trouble from the perspective of the legal system. Let's play the restoration game."
Look here, my Lin Clan's third-generation ancestor established the Great Lang Dynasty. Although it only lasted for twenty years before it collapsed, it was still the legitimate dynasty of the Central Plains."
Forehead!
Lin Yi was speechless. "You call yourself the Great Lang Dynasty? How could you not perish if you're so reckless? This ancestor is muddle-headed."
"Let's look at our ninth ancestor. He overthrew the existing dynasty and established the Great Xuan Dynasty, which lasted for three hundred years."
" The Great Xuan Dynasty? That's a nice name. Is there anything else after it?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Rusong's face stiffened, and he forced a dry laugh, saying, "The ancestors of the next ten generations or so were all useless. Only your father is somewhat better. Otherwise, you could have just used the name of Northern Liang to launch your attack!"
puff!
Lin Yi couldn't help but spit out his goji berry tea. How dare the old man say such a thing? Wasn't he afraid that his grandfather and other elders would come out and cause him trouble?
But thinking about it, it makes sense. Each dynasty has its moment in the spotlight for a few hundred years; no one can prosper forever.
The old man brought the family genealogy book over, probably because he wanted to act under the name of the Great Xuan Dynasty or the Great Lang Dynasty, so that it would be legitimate, since we were the masters of this land before.
However, a problem arises: the Great Xuan Dynasty was at least ten dynasties removed from the present Great Ning Dynasty.
Your idea of doing this, while somewhat plausible, is rather far-fetched. If this were to be done, wouldn't the next dozen or so dynasties follow suit and start fighting each other using family genealogies?
He chuckled dryly, "Father, don't worry. I've already made arrangements. I've basically locked down Great Ning; he can't turn the tide."