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Chapter 299 The Brave and Warlike General Zhou

"You are scared and crying, I won't comfort you." Wen Zhiyong laughed.

Hearing Wen Zhiyong's arrogant words, the officers and soldiers standing beside him also joined in the laughter.

One of them laughed so hard that he fell backwards, and even reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Then he said to Wen Zhiyong in a fawning manner, "Don't worry, sir. Even if this boy cries like a woman, I have a way to cheer him up! Someone just sent me a statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva a few days ago. Although the Bodhisattva has a masculine body, he looks just like a woman and cries all the time. But I always manage to make him burst into joy and gasp for joy. I just wonder if this young Master Zhou's cries are as sweet and melodious as the Bodhisattva's."

As soon as this person finished speaking, those who understood his implication immediately understood what he meant. Obscene smiles appeared on their faces, and their eyes swept over Zhou Lin wantonly, their eyes full of malicious greed.

Faced with the shameless ridicule and frivolous words of this group of people, Zhou Lin's face instantly became gloomy as water, just like the dark and depressing sky before the storm.

He clenched his teeth, his cheeks puffed slightly with anger, and his eyes stared at the arrogant and domineering people in front of him.

Then, he suddenly pulled out a bow and arrow from behind his back, and with clean and neat movements, he stretched the bowstring to a full moon shape.

With a sharp "whoosh" sound, the feather arrow rushed towards the head of the person who had just spoken rudely like lightning.

The sharp arrow flew past and accurately pierced through the towering feathers on the man's hat.

In an instant, accompanied by a gust of wind, the hat on his head flew backwards along with the arrow like a wild horse.

The arrowhead was deeply embedded in a thick tree trunk not far behind him with a thunderous force, as if it had merged into one with the trunk.

Only his hat hung alone on the arrow shaft, swaying like a leaf in the wind.

"Murder! Murder!" The man was terrified. He held his head tightly with both hands and shouted loudly in horror.

At the same time, Wen Zhiyong's face was gloomy, his eyebrows were raised, and he questioned Zhou Hanzhi with his eyes wide open: "Zhou Hanzhi, what exactly do you mean by this?"

Facing Wen Zhiyong's questioning, Zhou Lin's face was as gloomy as water, and he slowly said, "Master Wen, please stop."

However, Wen Zhiyong snorted coldly and responded with disdain: "I have no idea what you are talking about."

After saying that, he stared at Zhou Hanzhi with his sharp eyes, a hint of coldness in his eyes.

At this moment, even the horse under his crotch seemed to feel his master's inner uneasiness and began to pace back and forth anxiously.

Its strong and powerful hooves kept stomping on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

The breath coming out of his nostrils was heavier than usual, as if he was venting some kind of dissatisfaction and tension.

"Lord Wen, His Majesty already knows your plan." Zhou Hanzhi still looked calm, but the weight of his words should not be underestimated.

Hearing this, Wen Zhiyong's lips curled up slightly, revealing a scornful smile. He sneered and asked, "Oh? You know my plan? Humph, is it a big mistake for me to go out and visit friends? Zhou Lin, Zhou Lin, you are blocking my way now, who are you acting as a lackey for?"

Zhou Hanzhi remained unmoved by Wen Zhiyong's sarcastic remarks. Instead, he continued, "There's nothing wrong with visiting a friend, but bringing a large army with you would be a bit unreasonable, wouldn't it, Master Wen?"

Wen Zhiyong suddenly threw his head back and burst into laughter, his laughter echoing all around, as if carrying endless ridicule and disdain.

"Zhou Lin, Zhou Lin, you young brat, how dare you try to throw dirty water on me! Open your eyes and take a good look. These people are all my personal guards, numbering only a thousand. Even if the emperor himself were here, he wouldn't be able to find any fault with me!"

After saying that, he glanced at Zhou Lin with a rather smug look on his face, his face full of contempt.

Then, he added sarcastically, "Alas, my memory is so poor that I forgot your Zhou family has been a family of military commanders for generations. His Majesty is extremely wary of you and has expressly forbidden you from traveling with more than a hundred personal guards. I'm afraid a young boy like you, still wet behind the ears, has never witnessed such a grand display in your life."

However, facing Wen Zhiyong's sarcasm, Zhou Lin simply stared at him coldly and said slowly, "Sir Wen, do you really want me to speak so bluntly? His Majesty has long been aware of your and the Crown Prince's scheme. At this point, do you think there's even the slightest chance of success?"

Hearing this, Wen Zhiyong couldn't help but feel shocked and began to carefully ponder every word Zhou Lin said.

In fact, he knew very well that this action was indeed too hasty and many aspects failed to be foolproof.

However, the eldest prince was stimulated by the new queen in the capital and became extremely impatient.

He even threatened that even if he did not get Wen Zhiyong's full support in this operation, he would still rebel.

If the eldest prince insists on his own way and ultimately fails, his daughter will inevitably be implicated, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

In order to ensure the safety of his daughter and grandson, Wen Zhiyong finally decided to take a gamble and try the tiny possibility of success, which was only one in ten thousand.

The man whose hat was shot off by the arrow just now keenly noticed the hesitation that flashed across Wen Zhiyong's face.

His eyes rolled, and he quickly warned, "Master Wen, you see, this man is the only one here. Why don't we just kill him here and use his life as a sacrifice? It will also boost morale!"

This man's name is Zhang Quan, and he is the trusted secretary of the eldest prince Xiao Yuanqi.

Before this operation, knowing that his father-in-law was indecisive and not firm enough in his stance, Xiao Yuanqi specially sent Zhang Quan to follow him so that he could supervise and urge him to act at any time.

At this moment, Zhang Quan couldn't understand why there was anything to be afraid of this yellow-haired boy.

You know, what they carefully planned this time was a pincer attack from the north and the south.

According to the reports from the spies they had sent to the northern region to gather information, the young General Zhou, who was known for his bravery and fighting skills, had been poisoned and was now terminally ill and on the verge of death. He probably wouldn't live long.

As for Zhou Hongqi, he really doesn't have much ability to lead troops and is not a concern at all.

As long as they launch a fierce offensive according to the predetermined plan, the northern barbarians who have already secretly colluded with them will surely come out in full force and march south.

By then, the Zhou family army, which is fighting far away on the border, will inevitably be overwhelmed and unable to take into account the changing situation in the capital.

Unfortunately, Zhang Quan, who thought he had a sure victory, had no idea that the so-called "brave and warlike General Zhou" mentioned by his subordinates was not someone else, but the seemingly cynical playboy Zhou Lin standing in front of them.

What's even more terrible is that there is another equally famous, wise and brave young general named Zhou Lie currently guarding the northern border.

Zhou Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze swept over the figure as sharp as an eagle. Then, without hesitation, he raised the bow in his hand again, took aim, and suddenly released the bowstring. An extremely sharp arrow rushed towards the man like lightning.

The chief secretary was obviously a man who had experienced many battles. He had been paying close attention to Zhou Lin's every move.

The moment he saw Zhou Lin raise the bow and arrow, his body reacted quickly and nimbly moved to the side, trying to avoid the incoming arrow.

However, Zhou Lin seemed to have anticipated the other party's actions. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing an imperceptible sneer.

As the bowstring vibrated, the arrow flew straight towards the man's throat at an astonishing speed. The force and speed were so strong that it was astonishing.

There was only a dull thud, and the arrow accurately hit the man's throat. The huge impact force caused him to be thrown off the horse's back in an instant. He drew an arc in the air like a kite with a broken string, and then fell heavily to the ground dozens of meters away.

Such a loud noise not only frightened the surrounding horses, causing them to neigh, but also caused several people to fall off their horses in a miserable state because the horses were frightened and out of control.

For a moment, the scene was in chaos.