Turbulent Times Chapter 977: I am not Yu Chigong

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Don't worry about Wang Junlin, Shan Xiongxin has already assigned the remaining 300 soldiers to the division of labor, and 50 people took bows and arrows and took a ladder to the courtyard wall. Condescending, shooting towards the outside, one hundred people guarded the gate, and the remaining one hundred people rested in the courtyard and were ready to rotate at any time. This is not because they have enough manpower, but because the temple walls and gates are limited in length and width. Only so many people can be accommodated at one time, no matter how many people there are, it is not conducive to defense.

The nine naval officers and Lu Youwei were a little frightened at first, but when they saw Wang Junlin's calm face, without the slightest hint of fear, they thought of all the ferocious achievements of this man in the past, as well as the fierce black face who was captured alive just now The scene of the king of the mountain, could not help but also calm down.

The armored cavalry tried to come in through the temple gate when they first arrived, but they retreated after being guarded at the gate by a dozen or so masters led by Zhang Tiangang. Let the martial arts masters come down and take a rest, and let the soldiers go up.

Shan Xiongxin’s family background, before he followed Nie Xiaoyu and Wang Junlin, was not simply from a wealthy family in the Jianghu. For more than a month, I have taught the five-flower battle formation passed down in my family to the five hundred soldiers. The infantry fights in groups of five, which can be large or small, and the changes are the most flexible. When it is big, thousands of soldiers can be combined to protect each other and attack like a tide. In an hour, five or six people, or even eleven or two people can form a plum blossom battle formation, and they can advance and retreat calmly in an enemy army that is several times their own. This is the main reason why they blocked the bandits that were several times their own on the official road just now.

Lu Youde was hidden by Lu Bian since he was a child. In addition to secretly teaching the skills of governing the world, politics, and family, he also asked an extremely powerful old priest of the Lu family to teach martial arts. The veteran of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, while training troops in Houshan these years, also taught Lu Youde the art of war. Lu Youde is extremely talented and has a high level of comprehension, much better than Lu Youwei's brothers. Otherwise, how could someone like Lu Bian favor him so much because he is the youngest son.

Today, Lu's plan is to hire a group of well-known bandits from Taihang Mountain in Hebei Province at a high price to consume Wang Junlin and his party's forces, and then three thousand cavalry will come out and kill Wang Junlin. Seeing Wang Junlin and his party being chased and fled in embarrassment just now, Lu Youde thought that the big thing was settled, but he was hit by a group of martial arts masters at the gate of the temple just now, and more than 50 of them died on the spot. A few were injured.

Lu Youde was ashamed and angry, so he had to temporarily order people to retreat fifty steps away, and shouted with his neck up: "We are here for the dog official Wang Junlin, and the others can leave on their own. Don't stop me, I'll give you half a stick of incense time to think about it. After the half stick of incense is over, let's go in and leave no one behind..."

Everyone in the temple remained indifferent, Xiang Xiang was worried that some people would believe it and shake the morale of the army, and said loudly: "If the prefect makes a mistake today, the rest of the people will be silenced by the other party."

With some thought in mind, Zhu Yukun and the other navy officers heard this, and remembered Wang Junlin's identity, and knew that there was Lu's hidden private army outside, whether it was to cover up the three thousand cavalry, or to prevent the People know that the prefect was killed by them, and they will kill everyone.

Wang Junlin suddenly said loudly: "Today, anyone who kills one rebel will be rewarded with five acres of fertile land, and whoever kills the leader of the bandit will be rewarded with one hundred thousand taels of silver and a thousand acres of fertile land."

"Kill!" The more than three hundred government soldiers were a little frightened at first, but when they heard this, their morale was immediately high, and the cavalry outside suddenly became an acre of fertile land in their eyes. The ancients pursued land even more than money, and Wang Junlin's reward was extremely generous, and as a soldier of the government, he would definitely believe it.

"The thieves from outside came in a hurry, and it is impossible to bring any siege weapons with them. Although this temple is not big, the courtyard wall is quite tall and strong. As long as everyone sticks to it for a while, reinforcements will surely arrive. When the time comes, we will A pincer attack can turn defeat into victory!" Wang Junlin said loudly again, completely calming everyone's minds, unifying their thoughts and boosting morale.

After all the arrangements were made, seeing that the thieves outside had not yet started to attack, Wang Junlin thought of the King of the Black Face Mountain who had been captured by him, and asked Chunqiu Nu to bring him to the main hall of the temple, and he was going to interrogate him himself.

Without waiting for Wang Junlin to speak, the King of Black Face Mountain gritted his teeth and roared when he saw Wang Junlin, "You are the poisonous general Wang Junlin. You are really powerful, but I still refuse to accept it."

Wang Junlin smiled and said, "So what if you don't accept it?"

The King of Black Face Mountain roared: "You didn't kill me, you were just worried that my brother would be desperate to avenge me and besieged this ruined temple with the cavalry outside, but if I committed suicide, my brother would be desperate Revenge me, so you let me go now, I mean what I say, and take my people away immediately."

Wang Junlin snorted coldly: "Let's not say that you committed suicide, your brother will not know, and secondly, I have a hundred ways to make you survive or die."

The face of the King of the Black Face Mountain changed, and after a long silence, he gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want?"

Wang Junlin saw that this person was straightforward but intelligent, so he said directly: "You surrender to me, and I will protect your prosperity and wealth. Your brothers outside can also be recruited, or become officers and soldiers or become common people. I will give them fields.”

"It's a joke, I, Yu Chirong, will be my king of the mountain, living a carefree life, and I will never die to become a court eagle dog." The black-faced mountain king looked determined.

"Your name is Yu Chi Rong?" Wang Junlin's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Who is Yu Chi Gong?"

"What Yuchi Gong, I don't know him, so don't try to get close." The black-faced mountain king who called himself Yu Chirong snorted coldly.

Wang Junlin was a little disappointed, and asked again: "What about Yuchi Jingde? Do you know him?"

Yuchi Rong was stunned for a moment, and shouted: "I am Yuchi Jingde, you are kidding me!"

Wang Junlin was shocked, frowned slightly, and asked, "Isn't your name Yu Chirong?"

Yu Chirong snorted coldly: "My surname is Yuchi, my name is Rong, and my name is Jingde, why not!"

Wang Junlin was stunned, thinking that the name Wei Chigong was changed later in the original history, otherwise there would be such a coincidence, just like Li Ji was called Xu Shiji at first, then Xu Ji later, and then directly became Xu Shiji. Li Ji is the same. And he remembered the famous generals in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, there were two black-faced and powerful guys, one was Cheng Yaojin, and the other was Yuchi Jingde. It's just that other aspects don't seem to be right!

"Aren't you good at using iron whips? Why are you using this cooked copper stick?" Wang Junlin asked Yuchi Jingde carefully, squinting his eyes.