The strongest shuttle system

Chapter 113 Today, no one can match

The next moment, Zhao Min laughed at himself.

She is no longer the princess of the Yuan Dynasty.

She is now a wanted criminal in Dayuan.

I'm afraid that as soon as he shows up, he will be greeted by Dayuan's cavalry scimitar.

Now that things have happened, what does it have to do with me whether the Great Yuan is destroyed or not?

Zhao Min took a deep breath and looked at Lin Fan: "What do you want me to do?"

Zhao Min is very smart.

She knows that there is no free lunch in the world.

So, just ask.

Lin Fan smiled: "I only need you to promise me three things."

"Don't worry, these three things will definitely not violate the chivalrous principles of Jianghu, and you can do them."

Zhao Min's pretty face changed, and she finally gritted her teeth: "Okay, I promise you, tell me, what are the three things?"

"Well, I haven't thought about it yet. I'll tell you when I do." Lin Fan shrugged.

Zhao Min's eyes widened and she looked at Lin Fan angrily, thinking that Lin Fan was playing tricks on her.

"Don't worry, I won't cheat. I guarantee you won't miss any of the three things."

Lin Fan smiled, and then patted Zhao Min on the shoulder.

"You can stay here with peace of mind during this period, and I will come to see you when I have time."

After saying that, Lin Fan turned around and left the small courtyard.

Three days later.

Lin Fan summoned the top leaders of the Ming Cult and began a general mobilization before the war.

Orders were issued one after another.

Then, the Mingjiao disciples quickly spread the word to various branches in various places.

As for the Jianghu people and other powerful sects, Lin Fan sent people to inform them.

If only these people knew the current affairs and jointly participated in the fight against the Tatars, so be it.

If he didn't want to, Lin Fan wouldn't threaten him at this time.

But in the future, after driving out the barbarians and regaining control of the country, Lin Fan will have plenty of time to settle matters.

Seven days later.

All branches of Mingjiao raised flags together, and the flames of war spread all over the world in an instant.

People all over the world have been waiting for this moment for too long.

Wherever the Mingjiao army passed by, the people were eating pots of pulp to welcome the king's army.

Although the Yuan army was large in number, they had been living in the Central Plains for a long time and had long lost their vigor.

In addition, Lin Fan assigned tasks and martial arts masters to assassinate high-ranking generals of the Yuan army.

For a time, the Yuan army was retreating steadily.

to the opposite.

The Mingjiao army is like a snowball.

Three months later.

At the beginning of the uprising, there were only one million followers.

With more than 200,000 soldiers to fight, the Ming Cult has reached tens of millions of followers, and more than 500,000 soldiers to fight.

The total has more than doubled.

If it weren't for Lin Fan's strict control.

I'm afraid this number will be even higher.

The veterans led the new recruits and quickly adapted to the battlefield. The whole army was highly motivated and shed blood to expel the barbarians.

At this moment, everyone was united in fighting to regain the Han people's land and rivers.

half year later.

Armies from all walks of life gathered together.

The troops arrived in Dadu, Yuan Dynasty.

At a glance, the sky is covered with banners, and there are many swords and guns. Under the sunlight, it glows with an icy sheen, making people shudder.

Lin Fan walked forward slowly on horseback.

When the Mingjiao army saw Lin Fan, their eyes were full of fanaticism.

next moment.

They all kowtowed to Lin Fan.

"See the leader!"

"See the leader!"

Hundreds of thousands of troops, their sound was like the divine thunder from the Nine Heavens.

Most of the city walls seemed to be shaking at this moment.

The Yuan soldiers on the city wall trembled even more when they saw this situation.

Lin Fan did not turn around, but simply said lightly: "Disciples, no courtesy."

The sound was like a breeze blowing by, but it resounded throughout the entire battlefield.

Those martial arts people were all horrified.

With this skill, no one in the world can match it.

In my heart, I was even more in awe of Lin Fan.

Over the past six months, Lin Fan has always taken the lead and killed Yuan soldiers who were frightened by the news.

According to some estimates, no fewer than 30,000 Yuan soldiers died in Lin Fan's hands within half a year.

And because Lin Fan is so brave, he is invincible in every battle and invincible in every attack. He must take the lead in every battle.

This caused the Mingjiao army to have blind and fanatical worship of him.

Lin Fan's prestige in the military was unmatched by anyone.

"Thank you, Master!"

The Mingjiao army all shouted loudly, stood up, and stood quietly.

He looked at Lin Fan feverishly, waiting for Lin Fan's next order.

"Leader!"

At this time, a scribe in blue shirt came forward.

He raised his hands and saluted: "This capital city is high in water and deep in water. If you want to attack it, you may suffer a lot of casualties. If you don't have a large army to surround them on all sides and trap them, as time goes by, the other side will definitely lose without a fight."

"or."

The blue-shirted scribe came up with several strategies in succession, all targeting the Yuan army in the city.

Regardless of which one you use, you can achieve your goal.

The only difference is the length of time.

Lin Fan listened carefully without any impatience. When the green-robed scribe finished speaking, Lin Fan smiled slightly.

"Bowen, although your strategy is good, it is too time-consuming."

"Now the Yuan army is just a trapped beast, struggling to the death, there is no need to be so cautious."

"Watch me, how I can break the city!"

After Lin Fan said this, the men and horses united as one and rushed directly towards the city gate.

"Leader!!!"

When Liu Bowen saw Lin Fan rushing out, his expression suddenly changed.

He was about to order the entire army to attack to protect the leader.

At this time, someone tapped me on the shoulder.

Liu Bowen turned around and saw Yang Xiao, the envoy of Guangming Zuo.

"Brother Liu, don't worry, these Yuan soldiers can't hurt the leader. Let's see how the leader shows off his power."

Yang Xiao's eyes sparkled and he looked at Lin Fan expectantly.

"Zuo Shi, you."

Liu Bowen was stunned.

If you didn't know that Yang Xiao was loyal to the leader.

He even suspected that this guy was a spy.

What's the difference between rushing into the city alone and seeking death?

Throughout the ages, I have never heard of such a thing.

At this moment, Lin Fan had arrived in front of the city on horseback.

"Who is this person?"

"What is he going to do?"

The Yuan army guard general couldn't help but be puzzled when he saw Lin Fan rushing towards him on horseback.

"General, this person is Lin Fan, the leader of the Demon Cult." His soldiers replied in a trembling voice.

"What, the leader of the Demon Cult?"

The guard's expression changed greatly when he heard this.

Although I don't know what Lin Fan wants to do.

But he instinctively felt something was wrong and couldn't let Lin Fan get close, so he quickly shouted: "Quick, shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow, shoot him to death for me, quick!!!"

The soldiers under his command did not dare to neglect, and quickly took up their bows and shot arrows towards Lin Fan.

For a moment, arrows rained down like rain, all shooting at Lin Fan.

But the next moment, something happened that shocked them.

The arrows that filled the sky within three feet of Lin Fan's body spread out to both sides as if they were being pulled.

Not to mention hurting Lin Fan, it couldn't even hurt the war horse under his crotch.

"good!!!"

"The power of the leader!"

Liu Bowen was originally extremely worried, but when he saw this situation, he couldn't help but cheer loudly.

And at the same time.

Among the Ming army, war drums roared throughout the battlefield, cheering Lin Fan on.

"drink!!!"

"drink!!!"

"drink!!!"

Hundreds of thousands of troops cheered in unison.

When the Yuan Army guard saw this situation, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat and shouted: "Roll wood, kerosene, hit him to death for me!!!"

The soldiers did not dare to neglect and quickly poured down the rolling logs and kerosene.

(End of chapter)