Chapter 74 The Angry and Rebellious Old Father (5) (1/2)

When Lin Laoer passed on the news, he was more cautious. He only said that the eldest son of the city lord was assassinated and died, but he did not say that the eldest son's name was Lin Guangyao.

Lin Shiheng's prestige in Zhoucheng far exceeded the imagination of other rebel forces. When they heard that he was assassinated, the people of the whole city were furious.

Most of them came to Zhoucheng when they were refugees who were hungry. At that time, everyone was like zombies. No one was willing to take them in. Those who kept saying that the emperor was incompetent and they rebelled to save the people of the world had never thought about how to deal with them, ordinary people who lost their homes and relatives because of the war.

If everyone did this, it would be fine. Anyway, everyone had long been accustomed to being bullied and had to endure it, and it would pass.

But the city lord appeared.

He used Zhoucheng to shelter these refugees who had nowhere to go. Even if there was blood outside, Zhoucheng was still safe and peaceful.

The city lord has been trying to show the three forces that he will not participate in the struggle for world hegemony, and will only take good care of these people who have nowhere to go.

But even so, those people did not let the city lord go.

For no reason, they actually sent people to assassinate such a good city lord.

Although the city lord is fine, the city lord's eldest son died in the assassination.

The people in the city all know that City Lord Lin has four children. The three brothers headed by the second young master are all powerful figures who can stand on their own. Only the eldest son has always had his name but has never appeared in the city. Therefore, when they knew that the city lord's eldest son was assassinated, a large part of the people almost thought that it was Lin Laoer who was assassinated.

Unlike his two younger brothers, one literary and one martial, Lin Laoer usually directly manages the affairs of the city. Therefore, among the three brothers, he is also the one who often contacts the people.

When the people in the city suddenly knew that the second young master had been stabbed to death, they cried bitterly. When Lin Laoer led his troops to announce that Zhoucheng would fight against the third prince and gave one day to strictly order non-Zhoucheng people to leave immediately, many people thought they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

Fortunately, the misunderstanding was quickly resolved. When they knew that the person who died was the eldest son who had never shown his face but was appointed as the heir by the city lord instead of Lin Laoer, although they were still angry, they were not so desperate.

After pacifying the people and expelling outsiders, Lin Laosi began to recruit soldiers, while Lin Laosan transported the grain and grass in the granary in batches, and in addition to the horses that had been carefully raised, he had kept a hand of excellent weapons that had not been sold.

Zhoucheng, which had always been dormant, finally showed its fangs viciously after losing the eldest son of the city lord.

Zhoucheng has always been easy to defend and difficult to attack. In addition, the □□ that had been developed but never sold, there were not many people left, but it was enough to prevent Zhoucheng from being attacked.

The Third Prince, who had done nothing, met the ferocious Zhoucheng army.

Then he was caught off guard.

It was not until this time that he realized that Zhoucheng, who had always appeared in front of everyone as an old farmer who didn't like fighting, was so powerful in fighting.

In short, he had a lot of blood and high damage.

The high-end weapons he had always been proud of were actually the goods eliminated by Zhoucheng. The result was clear once the fight started.

And it was not known whether Zhoucheng did it intentionally or unintentionally. The weapons sold at the beginning were quite good in the first one or two years, but various problems occurred frequently after a long time, because Zhoucheng never stopped launching new weapons. In order not to be overtaken by opponents, these rebel groups could only keep buying new weapons. For such a long time, they had not noticed that these weapons were still limited.

When the Third Prince gritted his teeth and wrote letters to his two opponents for help, the two armies that cooperated to attack Zhoucheng also arrived at the city.

However, unlike the idea that they could just rush in and then divide Zhoucheng, the gates of Zhoucheng were closed and soldiers were standing on the city walls. Judging from the situation, it would take a long time to take it down.

The rebel group was definitely not afraid!

It was just a matter of attacking a city. They were used to it. How easy!

They rushed up bravely.

Then they were beaten back in a mess.

There was no way. Zhoucheng was easy to defend but difficult to attack. After Lin Shiheng took over the city, he did not just build a new city. Not to mention the reinforcement of the city walls, the weapons developed for defending the city were enough to make the enemy suffer.

In this siege, one person died, but the other side seemed to have no losses and had to rest at halftime.

The confident generals of the two sides discussed whether to besiege the city with dark faces.

Besieging a city is already a routine operation in war.

Often, because the city is too difficult to attack, the opponent simply brings a large army to surround the entire city. They are outside, and the people in the city are inside. When the food in the city is gone and the people inside can't hold on, they will naturally open the city gates and surrender.

Anyway, it is unlikely that a group of people will insist on not surrendering when their eyes are green with hunger.

This method has no other requirements, just time and patience.

After discussing this, the two sides decided to try to besiege the city first.

As a result, once the siege was carried out, it was directly lost, and there was no news at all.

Unlike those rebel groups that fought in different places and changed cities, the people of Zhoucheng have long taken root. As long as the outsiders can't do anything to them and can't force their way in, those sieges will not work on them at all.

Because the people of Zhoucheng can farm!

Zhoucheng is a magical city.

When others are fighting, they are farming.

When others are making alliances and tearing up alliances, they are farming.

When others are fighting to the death, they are farming.

The people of Zhoucheng, who have a skill, will not be besieged to death at all.

With soldiers protecting their safety and confidence in the city lord, they are very calm about the life and death of Zhoucheng.

Anyway, the city lord said that if you can't win, surrender. The worst case is that your property will be robbed, and your life will be fine.

Of course, although the city lord said so, most people still don't want their property to be robbed.

Just kidding, the city lord didn't ask for their property, why should these people who ignored them before and now come to fight under the banner of recovering the people ask for it.

The people of Zhoucheng were very calm, but the soldiers besieged outside gradually couldn't hold on.

After all, they had traveled a long distance to a strange place to fight, and they could only bring their own food and grass. As a result, they saw that the food and grass they brought were almost eaten up, but the besieged opponent didn't make any movement at all. Not to mention those soldiers, even the generals of both sides who were ordered to attack Zhoucheng were a little overwhelmed.

When they were besieged just now, they received the news that the city lord of Zhoucheng personally led the army to attack the third prince because of the death of his eldest son, but they thought that the third prince's army was right beside them, and they could win anyway. It would be better for them to take the opportunity to occupy Zhoucheng without the city lord. By then, even if the third prince defeated the opponent and wanted to occupy Zhoucheng, it would be too late.

Never expected that they didn't take it down after such a long time.

Shame.

Too shameful.

When they were preparing to defend for a while, the generals of both sides who were waiting quietly suddenly received news from their lord.

The Third Prince was defeated and asked them to go to support him.

Two generals: "???"

The Third Prince? He couldn't beat that old farmer?

Funny!

Is there any conspiracy?

Even if they had doubts in their hearts, the master had given the order, and the two generals could only leave Zhoucheng with full vigilance and go to the Third Prince to support him.

The Third Prince was about to cry.

te:'mu:'d-i It was really a big black pot that fell on his head suddenly!

He didn't even think about going against Zhoucheng!

He didn't even know what the eldest son of the city lord looked like!

Why did he kill the city lord for no reason!

Even if he really wanted to get Zhoucheng, he would definitely choose to attack by force or outsmart it. What good would it do him to assassinate the city lord? Although he didn't want to admit it, the people of Zhoucheng were really devoted to the city lord. If he assassinated the city lord, wouldn't that mean he was waiting to go against the entire Zhoucheng!

He was suddenly blamed, and no one would listen to his explanation, so he had to bite the bullet. As a result, during the fight, General Murong, who had always been his most capable subordinate in the army, rebelled.

His teammate became his opponent, and he stabbed his old master again and again.

The third prince, who was beaten completely powerless and accused of abusing his son, was going to cry this time. Looking at the Zhoucheng army that was running wild on the opposite side, he wanted to roar at the sky.

Uncles, please open your sharp eyes and see clearly!

It really wasn't me! !

However, the city lord of Zhoucheng, who lost his eldest son, seemed to be greatly stimulated. He evolved from a kind and good man to a runaway mode, and beat the third prince to death when he caught him.

Although most of his soldiers were refugees, after such a long time, with the devilish training of Lin Laosi and the good food and drink, they are no longer the same as before.

Coupled with the betrayal of General Murong and those high-end weapons that were not sold to others, the Third Prince was defeated at a speed that he himself did not expect.

In the end, he had no choice but to leave the place where he had occupied for a long time and began to retreat under the pursuit of Zhou Cheng.

"Shameless old thief! What you did today, I will make you pay for it in the future!"

The Third Prince has always been unwilling to admit defeat.

Specifically, at this moment, he was running while making harsh words.

Fortunately, although the battle was not very smooth, it was still easy to run.

Look, after running for such a long time, there is no trace of the opponent's pursuers behind.

Before the Third Prince could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw a familiar team suddenly appear in front of him.

The bright red clothes were the color that only Zhou Cheng would wear.

The Third Prince's relaxed expression froze on his face.

The road ahead was open, and a man rode out on a horse and shouted loudly: "As long as the Third Prince hands over Mo Chenke, the murderer of my Zhoucheng Young Master, we will withdraw our troops."

Mo Chenke, who had been following his father and was also beaten up, suddenly raised his head and wanted to see who was shouting. Unfortunately, the two sides were still a little far away, and he could only see the bright red clothes on the other person.

If he had not been beaten by Zhou Cheng without any ability to fight back this time, he almost doubted whether he was tricked by his eight brothers this time.

After all, who would be so bored to go to Zhou Cheng to assassinate under the banner of Mo Chenke.

If it was Zhou Cheng who directed and acted it himself, it was unlikely, otherwise why didn't he just push the pot on his father, but on his son.

There was no need to take such a big detour.

But what made Mo Chenke's heart sink was that now that the other party was shouting, would his father throw him out?

No, it shouldn't be. His father loved him the most. He once said that if he ascended the throne, he would make him the prince.

When Mo Chenke tried his best to comfort himself that his father had a deep fatherly love for him, the third prince was about to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Why didn't you tell me earlier that you would stop fighting if I handed over my son!

Now I've suffered heavy losses and lost my territory, and you told me that you would stop fighting if I handed over my son? ? ?

There were so many opportunities before, why don't you tell me!

Once you tell me, I will definitely hand him over!

Not only hand him over, but also hand him over beautifully, and directly charge him with the crime of trying to sow discord between the two parties. Not only will you get a good reputation for sacrificing your own relatives for the sake of justice, but you may even be able to have a friendship with Zhou Cheng.

Now that I've been beaten like this, if I hand him over, wouldn't it be a naked sacrifice of my own son to save my life!

There will definitely be no good reputation, and maybe even a cold one.

Shameless old thief! !

He cursed in his heart, but he knew that this was his only chance to survive, so he hesitated again and again and looked at Mo Chenke next to him.

Since recognizing this child, he has been bringing him around and teaching him carefully, giving him a respectful position, allowing him to display his talents. Now, it is time for him to repay his father.

Thinking of this, the Third Prince gave Mo Chenke a suggestive look.

Mo Chenke has always had a close relationship with him since he was recognized. When the Third Prince looked at him, his originally confident heart sank.

Is this... abandoning him?

But isn't he the child that my father is most proud of and values ​​the most?

Didn't my father say that he would make him the prince in the future?

After the blow of his fiancée, who he had been waiting for for several years, running away and joining the enemy, Mo Chenke ushered in another major blow of being abandoned by his father as an abandoned child.

The Third Prince looked at his son in front of him with a hurt look in his eyes, and he was a little disgusted with him for being too indecisive, but thinking about the current situation, he reached out and patted his son's shoulder intimately.

"Chen Ke, this matter is caused by you, you should put the overall situation first."

It was caused by him...

But he did nothing!

Mo Chen Ke's eyes were red, "Father, you must believe me, I really didn't do it."

The Third Prince believed him in his heart. After all, this son always followed his lead, but what's the use of his belief? Zhou Cheng clearly determined that Mo Chen Ke was the murderer. If he didn't hand over Mo Chen Ke, everyone would die together. If he handed him over, at least the remaining people would still have a chance to survive.

Thinking of sending this son who had just been recognized for a few years to die, the Third Prince was also very reluctant.

He has carefully cultivated him for several years.

It's a pity that he was wasted like this.

"Go, don't worry, father will definitely avenge you."

Mo Chen Ke waited for a long time expectantly, but he waited for this sentence.

He was full of disbelief and asked in a trembling voice: "Father, do you know that I will definitely die if I go?"

Of course the Third Prince knew.

He patted his son's shoulder again, sighed, and said again: "The overall situation should be the most important."

The eight brothers following them were still embarrassed, and there was a bit more satisfaction and gloating in their eyes when they looked at Mo Chenke.

"Fifteenth brother, since it is you who caused the trouble, it should be you who should solve it. Go with peace of mind. Father is taken care of by us brothers, and nothing will go wrong."

Mo Chenke's face was pale, and he clenched his hands holding the reins.

He never thought that he would be abandoned by his biological father.

In order to become the son of the Third Prince, he broke off his relationship with the Lin family who raised him, completely broke away from the past, studied hard every day, and forced himself to read those military books.

He paid so much to become the best child of the Third Prince.

But now, his biological father actually abandoned him so lightly.

Just like he abandoned the Lin family without hesitation at the beginning.

Four words popped up in Mo Chenke's mind: cause and effect cycle.

He held on to the last glimmer of hope, and under the gazes of the Third Prince who was not too sad and his half-brothers who were gloating over his misfortune, he drove his horse slowly to the side of the Zhoucheng Army.

Since the Zhoucheng Army was able to change their style of hiding in the city and go out to fight for the sake of their eldest son, they must have loved him very much.

Although he was forced to take the blame, he didn't do something he didn't do. When the time came, he would explain it to the other party immediately, and maybe he would have a chance of survival.

Holding the despair of dying and the slight hope that he might survive, he finally walked in front of Zhoucheng Jun.

"I wonder if City Lord Lin is here? I am Mo Chenke. I came here to explain the misunderstanding of murdering the young master of your city."

Mo Chenke looked at the general in front of him with a helmet and an iron mask, got off the horse with a stiff face, clasped his fists, and tried to make himself look neither humble nor arrogant.

The general sat on the horse and looked down at him: "You killed my elder brother, which was witnessed by my father and brother, how could it be false!"

It turned out that this man was the son of the city lord.

And from what he said, it seemed that he thought that the young master of Zhoucheng was killed by him, Mo Chenke?

Mo Chenke was not surprised but happy to hear this. He quickly took off his helmet, revealing his face covered with mud and sand. "Please look carefully, I am not the murderer of the young master of Zhoucheng."

Lin Laosi looked at the disheveled man on the ground through the wire mask protecting his face. It seemed that he appeared in front of his family, abandoned his father, divorced his wife and abandoned his daughter.

At the beginning, this elder brother ignored his elder sister-in-law. At that time, he just thought that the elder brother was ruthless. But after entering Zhoucheng and being taught by his father, he thought about it again and guessed what Mo Chenke wanted to do.

It was revealed that he was not a biological child of the Lin family, and he abandoned his wife and daughter on the spot. If it were another family, they would never take in the elder sister-in-law.

He wanted to force them to die.

The reason why he forced his wife and daughter to death can be explained very clearly by the marriage with the Murong family.

When he did this that day, did he ever think that these rural peasants who were not taken seriously would have the power to decide his life and death?

"Did you see clearly, sir? I am indeed not the murderer who killed your brother."

"No."

Lin Laosi sneered and raised the long knife in his hand.

"I saw clearly that it was you who killed my brother and insulted my father. Today, you will leave your life!"

The long knife flashed in Mo Chenke's eyes, and his eyes were full of horror. He quickly rolled on the ground and turned over to avoid it. Before he could be thankful for avoiding this attack, the next moment, several long knives were across his neck.

"It's really not me!!"

In the moment of life and death, his voice became shrill.

"I have never been to Zhoucheng, how could I kill the young master with my own hands!"

"Let me help you recall."

A voice with indifference sounded, which was very clear in this place where many people stood but no one made a sound.

Mo Chenke had several long knives across his neck, and could only stand still passively, watching a man in armor come out.

He rode a good horse, wearing armor, but his face was not covered with a wire mask, revealing a calm and majestic face.

The familiar face immediately made Mo Chenke stiffen all over, and he widened his eyes in disbelief, almost suspecting that he was still dreaming.

The man raised the long knife and pointed it at him.

"It was you who killed my son Guangyao in front of my Lin family."

"How, do you remember?"

Mo Chenke was shaking all over, shaking his head with difficulty.

"Impossible... Impossible..."

How could this be possible, a country bumpkin could be the lord of Zhoucheng.

Lin Laosi also took off the mask on his face, revealing the face that had become resolute in just a few years.

"My eldest brother is my father's most beloved child. If you hadn't killed him, he would have inherited the entire Zhoucheng. Today, you will pay for your blood debt with blood!"

Inherit the entire Zhoucheng...

Mo Chenke felt dizzy, but he didn't doubt the truth of this sentence. After all, he was loved so much before. If they hadn't fallen out, he might have inherited Zhoucheng.

In his mind, his biological father who abandoned him without hesitation and Lin Shiheng who treated him as his treasure kept appearing in it.

Lin Shiheng looked at his dazed look, and felt it was not enough, so he added another sentence.

"Speaking of which, the city lord can have the prestige he has now, and he also relies on a kind person."

Seeing Mo Chenke looking up in a daze, he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "If it weren't for that kind person giving me one thousand silver taels, how could I, who was just an ordinary carpenter before, have the money to recruit soldiers and build weapons."

Lin Laosi immediately understood what he meant, and immediately responded: "Dad is right, we should thank that kind person, otherwise, how could my father and I have the glory we have now, and how could we attack the third prince."

Mo Chenke froze for a moment.

That one thousand taels, he...

He personally helped Lin Shiheng... stand in a high position.

The fishy sweetness in his throat just reached his mouth and overflowed with blood on his lips, and Lin Shiheng had already cut a hideous wound on his face with a knife.

"A man's temper is so small, he vomits blood just like he said."

"I'll help you stop the bleeding, no need to thank me."