The team, which had just calmed down, began to whisper to each other again.
Mu Lin understood their reaction. In fact, if she had not participated in the mission last night, she would have been one of them.
In any case, her mood was different from when she first arrived. Her eyes drifted towards the marshal who was sitting contentedly on the chair. She no longer looked down on him, but was full of curiosity about him. Although Tian still didn't understand why Her Majesty sent the princess, after what happened last night, she understood that the Queen's decision this time might not be a joke.
Is it true that great wisdom appears foolish
Or, a blind cat catching a dead mouse
What the truth is, probably only the seemingly nonchalant marshal knows.
He stretched out his hand and said, "Everyone, please be quiet. Please be quiet and listen to what the general has to explain to you." The rough voice, without any trace of the tenderness that a woman should have, spread throughout the playground in an instant.
Seeing that everyone had quieted down, Mu Lin smiled gratifiedly in Ling'er's direction, and then continued: "Last night, after our army fell asleep, the enemy quietly approached and attempted a sneak attack..."
At this point, the hearts of the whole army were hanging. They knew they shouldn't rest without any precautions. Isn't this clearly giving the enemy a chance to launch a surprise attack
Thinking of this, their eyes couldn't help but look at the culprit of this incident, their Lord Marshal!
Fortunately, General Mu attacked the enemy camp and burned the food supplies last night, otherwise, they would not be alive here now!
Humph, this woman is not here to lead them to victory, she clearly wants them to die in vain.
Thinking of the thrilling scene last night, they felt even more resentful towards the commander-in-chief.
However, Mu Lin's next words made them feel that he had not yet woken up.
"In fact, the enemy doesn't know that everything that happened last night was a plan made by our marshal. We deliberately let the entire army rest in order to paralyze the enemy and lure them all out. The enemy's camp is empty, so this general, under the leadership of the marshal, will burn the enemy camp!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire army fell silent.
I don’t know if I was too frightened or too surprised.
Ling'er touched her nose helplessly. She thought it should be the former. After all, she, an unlearned marshal, acted very well. It was no problem for her to deceive Nangong Tianlan and the others.
What Ling'er thought was indeed correct.
It wasn't a surprise, but it was quite a shock.
Many people once thought that they were still asleep and were dreaming.
Paralyze the enemy? A surprise attack on the enemy? A complete victory
It's not that they haven't seen the world. They have been in the army for so many years and have seen all kinds of tricks. These tricks are certainly not new. However, if you combine these with their unkempt marshal, it seems a bit scary.
How could that marshal, who didn't even wear a battle robe, sitting in a horse-drawn carriage, marching like he was on a tour, who took ten days to complete a five-day journey, and only half of his 50,000 troops had left, and who let everyone sleep as soon as he arrived, actually win a battle
Oh, cake seller, tell them quickly that this is not real, it's just a dream.
It’s so fucking scary.
Some people even reached out and pinched other people's arms unconsciously.
"Why are you pinching me?" the soldier who was pinched asked angrily.
"Let me check first to see if I'm dreaming."
"Then why are you pinching me? Pinch yourself."
"I'm not stupid. It hurts so much to pinch myself."
"… "
Seeing their reactions, Mu Lin was both angry and amused. Actually, he couldn't blame them because he also felt like he was in a dream at that time.
"Everyone must find it incredible, but it's all true. It was our marshal who led us to this first victory!" Mu Lin was very excited when he said this. The first victory was the most inspiring. Especially when they all thought they would lose this battle, such a victory was of great significance to them.
Despite Lin Mu's repeated explanations, the three armies remained silent, as if they had lost their souls, dazed and not knowing how to react.
Seeing that everyone was still in this state, Mu Lin was a little anxious. He looked at the marshal sitting above him and saw that her expression remained the same without any anger, so he felt a little relieved.
The dignity of a soldier cannot be questioned. She had been on the battlefield for a long time, so she naturally understood this. So she was worried that the marshal would punish everyone if he got angry. But fortunately, the marshal did not seem to have any abnormality.
I don't know why, but this marshal seems to be much more pleasing to the eye. Although she doesn't have the majesty of others, she also has the courage and breadth of mind that others don't have. Otherwise, how could she tolerate the doubts of these soldiers
Even though the marshal doesn't care, she, Mu Lin, will clear her name today.
He walked up to Ling'er and knelt down convinced, "Marshal is wise, and he will win a victory thousands of miles away."
Although the other generals did not know what had happened, they were very clear about General Mu's character. General Mu was upright and would not lie.
So he followed closely and knelt in front of Ling'er.
"The Marshal is wise and can win the battle thousands of miles away." The loud voice once again struck the eardrums of the entire army.
Then, it was the team leader who shouted sparsely, "The Marshal is wise and will win the battle thousands of miles away."
Finally, it turned into a shout from the three armies.
“The Marshal is wise, and he will win the battle a thousand miles away. The Marshal is wise, and he will win the battle a thousand miles away. The Marshal is wise, and he will win the battle a thousand miles away…” The voice was loud and clear, reaching the sky.
Seeing the rising morale, Ling'er felt a little relieved. Although she didn't like Feng Xian'er, this had nothing to do with the people of Feng Country, let alone the soldiers of Feng Country. So, no matter what the future holds, now, she would not take these soldiers to die. Besides, the opponent was still Nangong Tianlan.
"Alright," the lips that looked like peach petals moved and uttered two words gently. But even these two gentle words were heard clearly by everyone present. The sound seemed to be right beside their ears. The huge playground fell silent in an instant.
Perhaps because they were too excited, no one noticed why they all clearly heard Ling'er's two light words.
"Not everything has to be done in accordance with principles. Different principles should be used in different situations. For example, when I fight Nangong Tianlan." This sentence is very subtle, but also very straightforward. This is to tell them that the marshal may not be what they imagine. Nangong Tianlan has been through many battles, but she is indeed a rookie. In such a situation, she has to use some special means. Maybe such means are out of line in their eyes, but no matter whether it is a black cat or a white cat, a cat that can catch mice is a good cat, right
"Of course, I don't really care what you think. Of course, you don't have to care too much about me. No matter who the marshal is, you are protecting your home. In other words, to be more straightforward, you are protecting your husband and children. All along, the morale of the battle has been given by the generals and marshals. In fact, this is wrong. These things should be given by you to yourself. When you can't go on, when facing a strong enemy, think about what will happen to your family if you die. Think about what will happen to your relatives if Fengguo loses the war. They will become slaves and be trampled on by others, and even your descendants will never be able to turn over. When you think of these in your mind, will you still tell me that you don't have the courage? Do you still care whether the general is powerful or not? Will you still complain that the marshal is not talented?"
Ling'er spoke every word lightly, but they were very heavy in the hearts of those soldiers.
The scene described by Ling'er seemed to appear before their eyes. Their loved ones were killed, their homes were trampled, and the enemy laughed wantonly as they watched their blood flow like a river.
No courage? No, they wanted to turn into wolves and tear the enemies to pieces.
Looking at the solemn murderous intent on their faces, Ling'er's lips curled up slightly.
"I marched for ten days and wore out your patience, confidence, and morale. But you didn't see that I also wore out those half-hearted, cowardly deserters."
Yes, although they had complaints in their hearts, as soldiers of the Phoenix Nation, they kept moving forward and did not retreat. And those who fled were not worthy of being called soldiers. Even if they stayed, it would only make them look more numerous. They just kept complaining that the marshal was procrastinating, but they did not realize that there were problems with their army itself. Is it really the marshal's fault for the deserters? No. That's not the case.
"I am marching slowly, but has it delayed anything? Although only half of the 50,000 troops have run, don't you feel that you are marching much more easily than usual? Even after walking such a long distance, don't you feel physically and mentally exhausted? If the enemy attacks now, tell me, who can't fight two at a time? Who can't, stand up and tell me!"
As she spoke, Ling'er had already stood up, and her cold eyes swept over every soldier and general present.
No one stood up, and no one looked down on the marshal.
She was absolutely right. With their current physical strength, fighting one against two was no problem at all.
So along the way, their marshal was not greedy for pleasure, but was making every move. They thought that last night's victory was just a fluke. In fact, it was all prepared by the marshal step by step.
If there hadn't been such a grand ceremony along the way, how could someone like Nangong Tianlan let down his guard? If there hadn't been such a leisurely journey, even if they had fallen asleep on the day they arrived, Nangong Tianlan would definitely not have sent troops to launch a surprise attack. It was because the marshal created such an image that Nangong Tianlan didn't think that this was her plan. (To be continued)