Chapter 22 Farewell

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After leaving the rebel leader, Lin Bei began to make preparations to go to Jiangbei.

Although he was going to die, he couldn't lead others to die in vain. He had to find a suitable excuse.

The little emperor not only gave him the title of Kaifu, but also equipped him with a medium-sized army.

The size of the army is equivalent to a battalion, but it only contains a thousand elite soldiers.

Before setting off, he went to the military camp to meet the soldiers who would follow them from now on. Seeing their enthusiasm, Lin Bei felt a little guilty.

These soldiers were still thinking about how to follow him and fight bravely on the battlefield. As their commander, he was thinking about all kinds of ways to die.

The day before the army started, Lin Bei stayed in the mansion. Knowing that he was leaving, the servants in the mansion were reluctant to leave.

After all, Lin Bei was very good to them. He was not only kind to people, but also extremely polite. This was what they had to do. General Lin kept saying thank you to them. His attitude was like a breath of fresh air.

Not only that, General Lin also tripled their wages, which made them dislike such a master.

One day passed quickly, and Lin Bei, led by his deputy general, went to the military camp to receive his throne.

The deputy general looked at the tearful servant in front of General Lin's residence with a surprised look on his face.

"General, if my subordinate remembers correctly, you have only lived in this mansion for ten days, right?"

Lieutenant General Bian Long looked at Lin Bei, who was waving to the servant at the door, and asked in a low voice.

"yes!"

Linbei Road.

Bian Long nodded, admiring him in his heart.

It only took more than ten days for these servants to have such deep feelings. It seems that my general is a kind man.

The two came to the military camp in a carriage. After going through the tedious process, Lin Bei truly became the leader of the army.

Lin Bei stood on the high platform, looking at the thousand soldiers neatly lined up below, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"From now on, you are my soldiers. You will follow my army to the land north of the Yangtze River to eliminate disasters and suppress mobs!"

"Everyone in the world says that the land of Jiangbei is now empty and has no one to govern it. I don't believe it."

"The land in the north of the Yangtze River is an important food production area and the land of our Dashang. But now there are borers. We must eliminate the borers."

Lin Beiliang said loudly, and his words immediately made the soldiers present extremely excited.

"We only have a thousand people, and no one believes that just one thousand of us can manage Jiangbei. Everyone in the world is laughing at us for not overestimating our capabilities. However, I believe in you, and you should also believe in yourselves."

"In the following time, I will no longer be your warlord, I will be your comrade-in-arms. I don't want you to put yourself in danger in order to save me in the future."

Lin Bei smiled.

"I believe and hope that you can continue on without me."

The soldiers below had never heard such encouraging words. They looked at the extremely thin but inexplicably noble figure on the high platform, and their eyes gradually became firm.

Among a thousand people, it was inevitable that some would be unhappy with Lin Bei.

They were somewhat dissatisfied. How dare a eunuch have the guts to use such a cunning strategy as the Empty City Strategy in Dalong City.

It must have been given by General Zhou behind him.

But now, their hearts have been shaken. Looking at Lin Bei, who is talking extraordinary, they seem to have a raging fire burning in their hearts.

At the end of the team, several soldiers looked at each other with complicated expressions in their eyes.

They were sent by Prime Minister Li Ai, and they originally planned to take the opportunity to laugh a few times when Lin Bei was speaking to disrupt the morale of the troops.

But when they listened to Lin Bei's words, they felt a little dazed for a moment and forgot about their mission.

"Okay, I announce that the trip to Jiangbei has officially started. After sorting out the supplies, we will set off at three o'clock in the morning."

Lin Bei left these words and walked towards the military camp.

Opening the tent, the little emperor in dragon robe sat blankly at the table, with a sumptuous meal in front of him.

Lin Bei glanced at the clean chopsticks, stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes: "Your Majesty? You are distracted by something."

Yin Yuran came back to her senses and looked up at Lin Bei, who was wearing armor and looking heroic, with complicated eyes.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little bit reluctant to leave. Once General Lin leaves, there will be no one around me who I can trust."

Yin Yuran smiled lonely, picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp.

"Isn't there Miss A Yue beside His Majesty?"

Lin Bei smiled and then poured tea for him.

"Sister Ah Yue is very boring. I have been with her for several years. If it is not my business or Dashang's business, she always has a straight face."

Yin Yuran propped up his chin.

Lin Bei was speechless for a moment and could only remain silent.

"We say goodbye today. We won't see each other for a long time. Can you take the sword I gave you?"

Yin Yuran asked.

"I have put it in a suitable place for now."

"That's good."

There was another long silence.

"I offer you a drink, General Lin."

Yin Yuran gritted his teeth, then opened the wine jar and filled himself a glass of wine.

Lin Bei didn't hesitate, took the wine jar and filled it with wine.

Half an hour later, Ah Yue helplessly supported the drunk Yin Yuran.

"I didn't expect His Majesty to be so drunk..."

Lin Bei was a little embarrassed. He really didn't expect that the little emperor couldn't drink. He was already drunk and talking nonsense after just two drinks.

Lin Bei wanted to persuade him, but the little emperor didn't want to, so he directly replaced the wine jar with a teapot.

The drunk and dazed little emperor actually drank tea as if it were wine.

Thinking of this, Lin Bei chuckled twice, looked at the little emperor leaning on Ah Yue, and shook his head helplessly.

"General Lin..."

Yin Yuran gently pushed Ah Yue away and fell into Lin Bei's arms.

Lin Bei suddenly got goosebumps when he heard the little emperor's tender call.

Why is this little emperor so charming? Not only is his body delicate and soft, but his voice also changes to that of a girl when he is drunk.

"General Lin, please don't leave, okay..."

"I will miss you when you leave..."

Lin Bei smelled the faint smell of wine and the inexplicable fragrant smell of the little emperor, and looked helplessly at Ah Yue, who was holding a sword at the side.

Finally, with A Yue's help, Lin Bei was able to escape.

"Miss Ah Yue, it's time for me to leave. Let me say goodbye to you here."

Lin Bei solemnly clasped his fists at Ah Yue.

"Thank you so much for taking care of Miss A Yue for the past month. We have a long way to go, and in the future..."

Lin Bei looked at the two people who disappeared into the tent and smiled bitterly: "See you again."

It seemed that he was just being sentimental. He thought he and Miss Ayue were friends.

I think Miss A Yue was just fulfilling her duties before.

Lin Bei patted his face hard, then turned around and left. He didn't notice that a gap opened in the tent, and a pair of eyes stared at his leaving figure.