Chapter 1099: Chapter 1059: Rebellion, Isn’t It?
Lin Yi naturally had a plan in mind all along, and he also knew that everything the old man said was true. He didn’t expect the old man to lead the troops directly to attack Zhao Country’s Chengdu and capture the King of Zhao Country.
After all, the old man had just analyzed this for Lin Yi, and it was absolutely unworkable.
Those soldiers were all from Zhao Country; who would stand by and watch their hometown being attacked?
And moreover, attack it with their own hands, which is absolutely impossible.
But the old man said that half of them could attack the people of Yan Country, which is also impossible. Because Lin Yi’s ultimate goal was not to kill them all, nor to let the two armies face off, because what he wanted was people, all the soldiers and horses. For this reason, he would not allow a direct slaughter.
Therefore, when Lin Yi ordered the old man to lead the troops to attack Zhao Country, it was also not to rule Zhao Country by force. So he directly said to the old man:
"Have you ever thought of a possibility, that is to take down Zhao Country without moving a single blade or spear?"
After saying this, the old man, who was previously excited, was suddenly stunned, and then began to fall into deep thought.
While on this side, during the endless contemplation. The ground below was bustling, and watching the scene on the stage, everyone began to whisper among themselves, and they tightened their grips on their weapons. Someone even summoned the crossbowmen, ready for action.
However, although the crossbowmen were called, they did not dare to notch an arrow, because the people on the stage were all of no low rank, especially that old man in the center, who was their General.
At this moment, although Lin Yi stood among them, a volley of arrows would leave few people on the stage.
Because of this, although they were ready, no one dared to initiate an attack, nor did anyone dare to step forward. They could only watch everything happening in front of them, watching everything unfold on stage.
"What on earth is going on? Why are the General and others all tied up? And who is that young man?"
"My God, what on earth is happening? Could it be that the sky is about to change? Whose faction does that young man belong to?"
"Could it be that the Grand General and others have committed some mistake and were tied up by the King’s men?"
"You know, it’s quite possible. It could really be that they committed a mistake and were brought here by the King’s people for punishment on the spot, right?"
"Indeed, truly indeed. When you put it that way, I really kind of believe it. Originally, I thought it was the opponent sending people to tie them all up, but seeing there’s only one person on stage, it’s obviously impossible."
"What nonsense are you talking about? There’s only one person on the opponent’s side; can he take down so many Generals at once? Surely the opponent’s background isn’t simple, certainly suppressing with power.
If he didn’t have leverage over them, how could he control them all?"
"I feel it must be an issue with the old General himself. He must have been sent by the King to handle it. Just watch; anyway, it’s none of our business, let’s just watch."
"Who says otherwise? Anyway, this matter has little to do with us. We just need to do our job well. Normally, these Generals aren’t very nice to us, so now that they’re in trouble, watching the spectacle isn’t bad, right?"
"Who says otherwise? The one in the back is our Centurion. This guy is extremely bad; last time during the plunder, he took the majority for himself, leaving us only the least part."
"Yours too? Ours is the same, our Section Chief Qian does the same. Each time, he keeps the major share for himself and leaves a small part for us. People like this, what does it matter to us if they die or not?"
"True, true. I don’t know what the King was thinking, employing people like that."
"Hey, I’m telling you guys, keep it down. If someone overhears, we’ll all be in trouble."
"Who can hear us? It’s so noisy here, with so many people, who would hear us talking? Besides, it’s not just us cursing them; who doesn’t curse them?"
For a while, the chaos below was incessant.
The Generals on stage didn’t really understand what these people were saying. If they heard, they would probably die of anger on the spot.
Are these really their subordinates? The ones they hoped to place their trust in?
They even held onto a glimmer of hope, hoping their subordinates would act immediately and kill that guy.
But now, clearly, no one had such an idea at all.
Especially when someone incited below, it further fueled public anger. Even those usually without resentment also began to recall their superiors’ mistreatment of them.
This is human nature, this is most people’s mindset. If at this moment someone rises to resist, it would inspire those around to become indignant, eventually stirring a collective state of indignation, even a willingness to die. But the current crowd completely lacked such a state.
Moreover, this was also due to their common speculation; they didn’t actually think Lin Yi was an enemy king.
In their hearts, Lin Yi was more likely a person sent from above. Otherwise, such a scene wouldn’t have occurred.
If this guy were truly an enemy, those Generals probably would have shouted for someone to take him down immediately, preventing him from exploiting any opportunities.
Although what he previously demonstrated was quite terrifying, able to make someone drop dead with a wave of the hand, there were seventy thousand people here. As long as the Generals gave an order, wouldn’t taking him down be easy?
Even if people here stood still waiting for him to attack, he couldn’t accomplish it in a short time, right?
As the scene became more chaotic, that old man on stage also grew increasingly heavy-hearted and restless.
[To be continued....]
PS: Various requests, brothers!!