Chapter 59: The Second Half of the Game for Husband

  All the way running, Liangshan saw in the smoke and fog, fifty soldiers in a group with shields and sickle knives rushing over. Liangshan was convinced that this was an ambush team.

  Qin Lang led the team to charge into Liangjiazhuang, the scene changed, smoke and fog everywhere, he was startled in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Be careful!" As soon as the words fell, the sound of swooshing sleeve arrows was heard, and someone immediately fell to the ground.

  At this time, from other breaches, the Qing army's wolf-like soldiers poured in endlessly. The later ones shouted and robbed money and women, each one hot-blooded, while the earlier ones were miserable, either being shot by cold arrows or having their feet cut off by sickles.

  Qin Lang launched a fierce attack, but found that it was like hitting cotton, the opponent didn't show up at all. He thought to himself, "Not good, Liangjiazhuang has a master of ambush." He immediately made a decision and shouted, "Withdraw!"

  The two thousand strong Qinglang Army was indeed the elite force trained by Qin Lang, after a brief chaos, they left behind seventy or eighty corpses and retreated from the earthen wall in an orderly manner.

  Li's Village erupted in thunderous cheers, Qin Lang was stunned, and unexpectedly lost to a group of rustic bumpkins.

  Qin Lang's eyes flashed with a cold light, letting the mud-legged ones be proud for now, waiting until dawn when the terrain was no longer advantageous, and then seeing how to deal with them.

  Chen Si Niang? Qin Lang murmured. It seems that I underestimated this woman, known as the number one beauty and talented woman of the Twelve Linked City, she's indeed formidable.

  It was just a simple Bagua formation, Qin Lang saw through it at the time, but the Qinglang Army broke in and Qin Lang couldn't command, so he had to retreat. As soon as dawn broke, even if it were a mature Bagua formation, Qin Lang would have been confident in breaking it.

  After daybreak, Qin Lang again instructed his subordinates to keep Chen Si Niang, and instead wanted to take a good look at this heroic woman.

  The marching tents were set up, Qin Lang took a look and it was still decent. If it were two or three years ago, the camp would have been in disarray. Now they would even make some simple fences to prevent night raids from the village, although the possibility was extremely low, but doing it or not was an attitude problem.

  Qin Lang's dream was to lead a regular army, as for the famous ones such as the Ghost Face Army of Northern Wei, the Tiger First Army of Western Qin, and the Fubing of Song State, Qin Lang did not dare to think about it, the path had to be taken one step at a time.

  Qin Lang did not dare to sleep, keeping his eyes open and watching as the camp returned to calmness, with snores rising from all directions.

  When attacking Majiabao, Qinlang carefully planned and investigated, inside and outside responded to each other, that was a hard battle. As for the small fort, it didn't need to be so, suddenly came up with an idea, rushed over 100 miles, this is the standard grassland warfare.

  The blitzkrieg turned into a strong attack, Qin Lang was still full of confidence.

  The sky was bright, Qin Lang's mind relaxed and he dozed off. He didn't know how long had passed when he was suddenly woken up by a loud drumming noise. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that it was already daytime. He raised his hand and gave the guard beside him a slap on the ear, shouting: "Why didn't you wake me up?"

  Qin Wei covered her face and muttered: "General sleeps so soundly..."

  Qin Lang patted his forehead, still unprofessional. Even if he had eaten a loss last night, the people under him probably all thought that as long as it was daylight breaking into Liangjiazhuang would be no problem at all, and whether to attack early in the morning or at noon made no difference.

  "What happened?"

  "The people of Liangjiazhuang are coming, driving pigs and sheep. It seems like they're rewarding the three armies." The Imperial Guard stuttered as he spoke.

  Qin Lang was confused, and at this time, he heard someone say loudly: "The brothers of the Qinglang Army worked hard last night. There is nothing else in Liangjiazhuang, 100 pigs and 100 sheep, let's reward everyone."

  Qin Lang looked over and saw a young scholar, about twenty years old, with an extraordinary appearance, a smile on his face that seemed to be disdainful of the world, who was bowing his hands and speaking.

  Qin Lang took a big step forward, stopping more than twenty meters away, looking familiar and asking: "Who are you?" Qin Lang had the Flowing Star Hammer hanging from his waist, and this distance was just right.

  "Under Mount Liangshanbo."

  "Liangshan Bo? Is that Chen Siniang's husband who ran away?" Qin Lang remembered, the scholar standing with Zhu Qinqin at Majiabao was indeed him.

  For the five months that Liangshan was not in Liangjiazhuang, of course, there were no unpleasant rumors within Liangjiazhuang, and it was simply said that Liang Shao had gone out to study. The rumors outside Liangjiazhuang were not pleasant to hear, saying that Chen Siniang's life was too hard, the two people could become husband and wife, but they couldn't stay together, after a while Liangshanbo would have to leave, otherwise his life wouldn't be long.

  "General Qin, you're joking! The Sacred Sword Hall opens its mountain gate once every ten years, and I'm lucky to have become an outer disciple. I just returned home after visiting my family yesterday, but I didn't expect General Qin to be so enthusiastic..." He said, deliberately pausing and looking at Qin Lang.

  Shèng jiàn táng? Qín láng dào xī yī kǒu liáng qì, zhè Liáng Shān bó shì Shèng Jiàn Táng de rén? Zhè shì qíng jiù yǒu diǎn má fan le.

  Last night after the Qinglang Army retreated, everyone was jubilant, but only Chen Si Niang had a worried look on her face.

  Liáng Shān knew what Sì Niáng was worried about and said: "The first half is yours, the second half will be handed over to your husband."

  Chen Si Niang listened to her husband's plan and retreated with a worried expression, only reminding him to be careful and to hurry back to the mansion if things didn't go as planned.

  Could it be that they just retreated and went back, pulling these one hundred pigs and one hundred sheep back? Qin Lang naturally would not give up. The prestige of the Sacred Sword Hall he had naturally heard of, but similarly, the Sacred Sword Hall's deterrent force was greater towards aristocratic families, whereas for mountain bandits with no rules it was much smaller.

  Liáng Shān knew that it was unrealistic to make the army retreat with just a few words, so he smiled slightly and said: "I've long heard that General Qín's martial arts are unparalleled in the world. I'd like to learn from you, but I don't know if you'll grant me the favor?"

  "Huh?" Qin Lang raised his thick eyebrows and said, "I don't know what kind of comparison method you're talking about."

  "If I win, the Green Wolf Troop will retreat; if you win, Liang's Village is yours!"

  Qin Lang's eyes narrowed, what a strong confidence.

  "Hit him! The big boss is fighting with him!"

  "Right, General! Let's fight him!"

  Qin Lang's men immediately made a racket. Winning against this pale scholar would make Liangjiazhuang easily obtainable, was there ever such an easy thing?

  Qin Lang's heart was racing, Sheng Jian Tang was a Xiu Zhen sect of martial arts, had Liang Shan Bo already entered the state of enlightenment?

  Qin Lang thought for a moment, no matter what, three years ago Liang Shanbo was a certain kind of expert, even if he joined the Holy Sword Hall, it had only been more than five months, how strong could he have become? Moreover, Qin Lang himself still had military tactics. Qin Lang cupped his hands and said: "Please!"

  The pigs and sheep were quickly driven away, clearing a space between the two people.

  Qin Lang is absolutely a wolf, the head of the wolves! Extremely dangerous. But Liangshan has confidence, reborn and crossed over, currently possessing the only "Baigu Jing" in the Xiantian system, Nangzi Zhu Qingyun is a disciple of the Great Sect, the first time they did the task, the two of them killed the corpse god who broke through the array, smoothly impacting the foundation stage, waiting for themselves to pick the red fruit in the small world of the mourning hut. Confidence comes from strength, and also comes from aura.

  Liangshan has already vaguely felt the role of fate in people's lives. His life experience is so unique, it can't just end like this, heaven won't play such a joke, so it doesn't matter if he's a bit confused.

  As for strength, how about Qin Lang's innate master peak plus military strategist? Liangshan is overconfident.

  Qin Lang was very handsome, the scars on his face didn't lose any points, but instead added a lot of masculine charm; he walked lightly, with long legs, like a leopard that could jump up at any moment, his eyes fixed firmly on people, if it were an ordinary person, it would be like suddenly encountering a tiger on a mountain, and they would definitely be scared out of their wits.

  Qin Lang shrugged his shoulders and said with a very relaxed tone: "Actually, I'm quite curious about you."

  "Oh?"

  "Your first wife, Zhuo Yingtai, your second wife, Chen the Fourth's daughter, and even the best woman of the Twelfth Village all belong to you. So, you must have something astonishing..." Before he could finish speaking, three arrows shot over.

  This is too shameless!

  Neither side saw how Qin Lang drew his bow and shot an arrow.

  Liáng Shān's gaze condensed, the three arrows of heaven, earth and man, in an instant gave a feeling of 3D space turning into 2D, surprisingly it was also a military tactic that restricted people's movements, somewhat similar to his own Archery Technique.

  The arrow shot out, and two meteor hammers swung out like a python, left and right, aiming at the waist of Liangshan.

  Qin Lang's mouth curled up: Soldiers are a deceitful way.

  He just needs to take down Liangjiazhuang!

  The people on the earth wall let out cries of surprise at this time.

  Liang Shan raised his hand, seemingly extremely slow, and plucked three times. The Heaven, Earth, and Man Three Arrows unexpectedly shifted, carrying a scorching airflow that brushed past Liang Shan's ear.

  At this time Liangshan moved. Qin Lang's eyes suddenly became fierce, and his body retreated like a strong wind.

  A distance of twenty meters, Liangshan arrived in an instant. This was not the lightness skill of martial arts, but flight. Only by riding the wind would one not produce any friction sound between body and air.

  Qin Lang retreated, not out of fear, but with an endless surge of fighting spirit. The three triangular small command flags suddenly appeared, and in the blink of an eye, one was on his helmet, two were on the tiger's head on his shoulders. In that instant, Qin Lang's aura increased a hundredfold, and Liangshan felt as if it had fallen into a sea of thousands of horses and soldiers for a moment.

  Also see Xiao Ling Qi, it seems that this is a common tactical formation of the military family. It can be inferred that those who sang Beijing Opera generals with flags behind them evolved from the military family.

  "Kill!" Qin Lang's tongue burst forth like a spring thunder, and the two Flowing Star Hammers instantly returned. At the foot of Liangshan, Bai Gu Jingyun dodged the pincer attack of the two Flowing Star Hammers. Qin Lang already had the Flowing Star Hammer in hand, dancing it open, and it fell on Liangshan's body like a violent storm, with thunderous applause suddenly rising from within the Qinglang Army.

  Qin Lang's face turned red with embarrassment, feeling a bit ashamed, how could he not know shame, after all, Liang Shanbo was empty-handed.

  Array method is actually creating an illusion, especially when one person transforms into thousands of horses and soldiers, how is this possible? It's nothing more than using airflow, light and shadow, as well as the automatic projection of human psychology.

  A flash of sword light flickered in Liangshan's mind, and he quickly came to his senses. The finger's plucking motion, the strange humming sound between heaven and earth, instantly shattered what was known as "thousands of troops and horses" into fragments.

  Qin Lang took a deep breath, and two meteor hammers danced out. One was fiercely powerful, the other was mysterious and unpredictable. This was Qin Lang's signature move - Dancing Heavens, even Liang Shan, who had built his foundation stage, couldn't help but feel a surge of blood and energy, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

  "Ah... Om!" Liangshan stretched out his arms, the "ah" sound was like a thunderclap from the ninth heaven, and the "om" sound shook the earth. The entire land trembled, and Qinlang's swift shadow suddenly came to a halt. Liangshan's handprint was like a flash of light, and with two loud slaps, it struck Qinlang's chest. Qinlang instantly flew out horizontally, his ribs broken in two places.

  "Ah!" The Qinglang army was in an uproar, the great leader, the great general who could not be defeated had actually lost, and to a white-faced scholar at that. It was too hard to believe. The mountain bandits stared with wide eyes, their minds reeling from the aftershocks, but it couldn't be denied, this white-faced scholar's move had left no one as his match.

  The Liang family soldiers on the earth wall all stood up straight and immediately erupted into a thunderous cheer.

  Liáng Shān bowed his hands and said: "I concede!"

  Qin Lang was assisted by his subordinates, his eyes staring fiercely at Liangshan, and after a while, he said: "Qinglang Army, withdraw!"

  It was May 5th of the twenty-fourth year of Yuanjia in Song Dynasty.

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