New and dark light years

Chapter 310 Suspected Ancestor
Li Lin knew very well that in a 'full-health' state, civilization was in a crushing position against barbarism.

Better armor, better weapons, and better knowledge of war theory.

Although the enemy numbered ten thousand, even if two or three thousand were burned by the first wave of fire attack, the remaining seven thousand enemy troops... were no match for three thousand regular soldiers.

"Ten thousand Southern Barbarian soldiers! Commander Li, you really won!"

Li Lin turned his head and looked at all the soldiers under his command behind him, whose bodies were stained with blood, and said, "It was all thanks to the brothers fighting to the death."

Mu Yi took a deep breath: "I will report this to General Yu immediately. This is a great achievement."

Li Lin nodded and said, "I'll trouble you to keep watch, sir. I'll take the brothers back to the camp to rest first."

"Alright, go ahead."

Li Lin then led his menacing soldiers in single file.

On both sides of the entrance to the camp, comrades from the other three routes of troops were crowded together, watching quietly as their brothers from the southern route walked in.

No one dared to speak; envy and jealousy were rampant.

Once the southern troops had all returned to their camp, Li Lin summoned the five commanders and deputy commanders to his tent.

Another commander was seriously injured and was resting in bed, so he did not come over.

"Go to other camps and borrow some medics to help treat the wounded. Also, have the cooks prepare some good food for everyone. Our brothers can't fight all night without even a hot meal," Li Lin said slowly. "And make a record of all the dead and wounded, understand?"

The five nodded repeatedly and wrote these things down.

After a war, being able to have a full meal is actually a very happy thing.

After the five people left, Li Lin lay down on the carpet in a spread-eagle position.

He was tired too.

In fact, if we're talking about the number of enemies killed, he's the one who killed the most.

He wielded a scaly spear, thrusting and stabbing relentlessly, both fast and accurate.

Spiritual energy is being rapidly depleted.

The number of Southern Barbarian soldiers who died at his hands was at least two hundred, if not three hundred.

Now Li Lin finally believes that it is truly possible to defeat a hundred men, provided that you are in the army and have a group of reliable comrades.

Li Yanjing appeared beside him.

"My husband, you should rest well. I'll keep watch over you."

Li Lin relaxed, closed his eyes, and quickly lost consciousness.

When he woke up, it was already afternoon.

Li sat up and saw Li Yanjing standing beside him, whispering to Liu Shen.

"What's the situation at the front now?" Li Lin asked Liu Shen. "Do we have any hope of holding out?"

Liu Shen shook his head: "The chances are slim. The left flank of the front line has already been defeated once. If the main force in the middle hadn't sent a troop to help and recapture the stronghold, you wouldn't have been able to sleep until now."

Li Lin took a deep breath.

"In addition..." Liu Shen said softly, "In my opinion, the right-wing defenders are also about to collapse."

"That's it!"

Li Lin walked to the side, took out a map, looked at the terrain on it, and racked his brains for a way to break the deadlock... or rather, he kept thinking about what he could do.

Not long after, a voice came from outside the tent: "Commander, I request an audience."

It was Xiao Chunzhu's voice.

Li Lin said, "Come in."

After Xiao Chunzhu entered, he bowed and said, "Commander, the casualties have been tallied. There are 532 dead and wounded, 333 seriously wounded, and 652 slightly wounded."

Li Lin was taken aback for a moment, then said, "In other words, we only have about half of our troops capable of fighting now." Xiao Chunzhu nodded, "And more than half of them are archers. There are less than two hundred swordsmen and shieldmen who can fight head-on."

Li Lin was silent for a moment, then said, "No matter what, let the brothers rest more and eat more, understand?"

"Yes!"

Li Lin glanced at Xiao Chunzhu and said, "Commander Zhou is seriously injured and can no longer lead troops into battle. You will temporarily take his place, understand?"

Xiao Chunzhu was overjoyed and knelt down to prostrate herself: "Yes, sir!"

At the front line, Yu Youqing, dressed in bright armor, stood on a high observation platform, watching the emaciated Southern Barbarian soldiers being knocked down and stabbed.

Layer upon layer of corpses covered the bottom of the trap pit ahead.

Even so, those southern barbarians still charged forward recklessly.

After repelling another wave of attacks, there was a rare respite, during which the southern barbarians regrouped and had a brief respite.

"Arrange for the soldiers at the front to withdraw and rest, and those at the rear to take over. Each person will have a maximum of two hours of rest in shifts."

"As ordered!"

A school officer hurried off to relay the order.

Yu Youqing was somewhat puzzled. Since the enemy could suddenly appear here with surprise troops, it meant that the enemy's commander was very good at unconventional tactics.

It's been almost a day and a night, and there's still no sign of the enemy's schemes or tricks.

Just as he was thinking this, a messenger came to report.

"Mu Yi, the chief military commander of Jin County, reported this from the rear."

"read."

"Last night, the enemy launched a surprise attack on our right flank from the south. Fortunately, the True Lord informed us of the enemy's whereabouts. Li Lin, the military commander of the southern route of Jin County, was ordered to lead his troops to fight the enemy at the terraced fields on the right flank. After a night of fierce fighting, we successfully annihilated several thousand enemy soldiers and repelled their nighttime surprise attack."

Yu Youqing's eyes widened. He immediately looked at the map and pointed to the terraced fields.

Looking at the terraced fields and the terrain of his own location, he couldn't help but take a breath.

There were also two strategists nearby. After studying the map for a while, one of them exclaimed, "If the terraced fields are lost, our army will be in grave danger."

Everyone was silent.

Everyone present was skilled in military strategy and tactics; they were well aware of the consequences if that position were lost.

Yu Youqing said, "I remember that the Commander-in-Chief only has three thousand soldiers under his command."

"Yes."

"In other words, that Commander Li, with only three thousand soldiers, managed to hold off tens of thousands of southern barbarians. He was quite the fierce general."

One of the strategists said, "Could it be... falsely reporting battle achievements?"

This is exactly what they imagined.

After all, Mu Yi was sent over by the maternal relatives to gain military merit.

It's no exaggeration to say that these spoiled young masters of the capital can do anything outrageous.

Yu Youqing said, "I believe that Mu Yi wouldn't dare to exaggerate his achievements under these circumstances."

Another strategist said, "But this is too... outrageous. We have more than 60,000 men, occupy the advantage of terrain, and are already struggling against the enemy's 90,000 troops. I don't really believe that he has 3,000 men to hold off 10,000."

Yu Youqing shook his head and said, "Nothing is impossible. Back then, my ancestors, with only 800 men, fought against 30,000 and chased the Northern Di all over the place."

“That’s Commander Yu, while this guy is just a greenhorn.”

"When our ancestor was beating up the Northern Di, he was just a military supervisor, and very young, not even twenty-five years old." Yu Youqing laughed. "Li Lin is so young, yet he knows the Great Spear Technique of my Yu family. I even suspect that he might be the reincarnation of my ancestor. After all, my ancestor was also a dashing and debonair man."

Both strategists were speechless.

Historical records describe General Yu as a burly, strong-willed, and imposing military commander—a far cry from his dashing and debonair appearance!
(End of this chapter)