"I have long heard that Changsheng Stronghold has strong troops and good management.”
Yan Chen got off his horse and entered Changsheng Stronghold with the 13 Guardians. He exchanged pleasantries with the Stronghold Chieftain Lu Guangxu while observing the terrain.
The fortifications were quite well done, with horse stakes, rolling wood and thunder stones all arranged neatly.
Not bad!
"Young Marshal Yan must be joking. The White Mountain Army is not bad either. Haha…"
Lu Guangxu smiled even more happily. Clearly, Yan Chen's words made him feel extremely pleased.
At the end of the day, he did not think much of the White Mountain Army, so his words were very perfunctory.
White Mountain Army?
It was just a small village with a few hundred people. In his eyes, it was no different from a group of idlers.
In the past two days, the news of Yan Chen retreating more than a hundred orthodox disciples with a single sword had spread throughout Cangzhou City. Of course, Lu Guangxu had also heard about it. However, it was impossible to believe it.
How was this possible?
There were more than a hundred righteous path disciples. Not to mention Changsheng Stronghold, even the largest Eternal Forest Army and Qingyuan Army would probably be injured when facing these people!
They were the direct descendants of more than a hundred righteous sects, not some little kitten or puppy. To put it nicely, they were a rebel army, and to put it bluntly, they were raiders. Their combat strength was on a completely different level!
They were all bandits, who didn't know who was stronger?
Not to mention that a third-rate expert could fight against ten people, it was not strange for a second-rate expert like Song Qingshu to fight against a hundred people.
If the White Mountain Army could hold off these hundred people without any injuries, wouldn't he, Lu Guangxu, overturn the Dayuan Imperial Court?
In Lu Guangxu's heart, this news was definitely deliberately released by the White Mountain Army. At that time, he was not concerned about how they begged for mercy to not be destroyed.
With this, it would be strange if he thought highly of Yan Chen.
But no matter what, they were all from the Revolutionary Army. Although the strength of the White Mountain Army was meager, there were still a few hundred people. They still had to give some face.
"Young Marshal Yan, how do you think my brothers from Changsheng Stronghold compare to your White Mountain Army?”
Lu Guangxu brought Yan Chen to the Martial Arts Practice Field with an arrogant expression. He wanted to show off.
Here, a group of mountain bandits were waving their sabers and spears. It was very lively.
Yan Chen took a casual glance and knew that these were all 'wood-cutting swordsmanship' and other skills that would be difficult to master even if he practiced them for his entire life.
However, the terrain of the martial arts field was very high, and he could overlook the entire village. Yan Chen looked over and saw that there were many sabers and spears in Changsheng Village, shining with cold light. They looked like high-quality weapons.
That was…Armory?
The granary was full, and the stables were huge. There seemed to be quite a number of horses.
"Not bad!" Yan Chen looked at Lu Guangxu and gave him a perfunctory reply.
He was already giving her face by saying that it was alright.
Not to mention the profound martial arts such as the Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God practiced by the people of the White Army, the so-called martial arts practiced by these people could not even be considered as the style of a farmer.
A group of mountain bandits were hacking wildly on the training ground with their weapons. How could this be called martial arts?
At most, he could only practice his hand strength. Other than that, it was useless.
" What do you mean?" Lu Guangxu frowned." From what Young Marshal Yan said, the White Mountain Army is more skilled than our brothers from Changsheng Stronghold?"”
I only let you in because I gave you face. You brat, why don't you know how to appreciate favors?
"I didn't say that!" Yan Chen smiled and continued to observe the terrain.
Before Lu Guangxu could speak, the leaders of Changsheng Stronghold were unhappy.
"Yan Shao Shuai said it so casually, of course he doesn't like our Changsheng Stronghold!”
"That's right, Yan Shao Shuai alone could repel a million soldiers, how could he be interested in us?”
"Hmph hmph…Looking at how fair and beautiful Yan Shao Shuai is, I wonder how he will retreat…"
"Hahahaha!"
The leaders of Changsheng Stronghold immediately laughed, and even Lu Guangxu laughed along.
"You motherf * cker…" Li Tieniu's eyes widened and he was about to explode.
The other twelve personal guards also frowned coldly. These people were not good men and women to begin with. They were about to curse when they opened their mouths. Some of them even had their hands on their weapons.
This so-called martial arts, even they could see some clues. What kind of martial arts was this? Compared to the martial arts that the Young Marshal had taught them, it was thousands of times worse.
Yan Chen raised his hand to stop everyone, but his eyes were still looking around Changsheng Stronghold.
"Yan Shao Shuai?"
Lu Guangxu, as the leader of a village, was not a fool. He followed Yan Chen's gaze and frowned.
This kid was actually looking at…The terrain of the stronghold?
Yan Chen, what are you looking at?" Immediately, a few more leaders noticed this problem. Their faces turned cold as they questioned.
Logically speaking, letting a little kid like you come in and take a look is already giving a lot of face. It's fine if you don't know what to see and what not to see, but what do you mean by perfunctorily patrolling?
Do you really think this is your home?
"Yan Chen, my Changsheng Stronghold is different from your White Mountain Army. We don't have time to steal!”Lu Guangxu said coldly and completely shed all pretense of cordiality." If you still don't state your purpose for coming, don't blame me for being merciless!”
"Your White Mountain Army has occupied such a good piece of land. I have been jealous for a long time…"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of weapons being unsheathed could be heard. The situation became tense. After all, this was the territory of Changsheng Stronghold. In just a few breaths, Yan Chen and the others were surrounded.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
"Protect the Young Marshal!"
Li Tieniu, Qin San, and the others drew their weapons in unison and stood in a stalemate with the dozens of people from Changsheng Stronghold.
They did not panic at all. After all, they were well aware of Yan Chen's strength. Even if the people of Changsheng Stronghold swarmed up, they would not be able to hurt Yan Chen, let alone Lu Guangxu, who was at most a second-rate expert.
Do you think you can keep the Major?
Don't be scared out of your wits later!
"White Mountain is a good place. This is the truth!”Yan Chen smiled slightly." To be honest, there's really nothing to see in your Changsheng Stronghold.”
"How dare you!"
"Arrogant!"
Yan Chen shook his head and said," Fine. I'll explain my purpose for coming here. You don't have time to accompany me. I'm actually in a hurry."”
"I came here this time to ask all the troops of your Changsheng Stronghold to join the White Mountain Army and submit to me!”
...
"What?"
"Did I hear wrongly?"
" Hahahahaha!!!"
Hearing this, the leaders of Changsheng Stronghold laughed out loud as if they had heard the funniest thing in the world.
"You said that you want to annex…Me?"
Lu Guangxu pointed at Yan Chen and then at himself. He was so angry that even his beard was crooked." Yan, aren't you afraid that the wind will hurt your tongue? Do you think you can take down my Longevity Stronghold with just a few people?"”
Lu Guangxu drew his saber with a clang. Gritting his teeth, he sneered." Don't say that I didn't give you a chance! If you can defeat this treasured saber of mine, so what if I hand over the position of the master of the stronghold?!”
In his heart, Yan Chen was definitely not stronger than him.
The others spread the word and praised this kid to the heavens.
These few villages were all volunteer armies, how could they not know?
Although Yan Chen was talented, he was still too young. At most, he was at the bottom of the third-rate experts.
With this little bit of skill, even if he received guidance from an expert, how strong could he be?
Clang--
Lu Guangxu had just finished speaking when he suddenly felt a chill on his neck. A cold and piercing ancient sword had already pressed down on his shoulder.
The blade of the sword was cold as it pressed against Lu Guangxu's neck.
Thud!
In just a breath, Lu Guangxu was pressed down on his knees by the force of the sword.
Yan Chen was still looking at him with a smile.
"A promise is a promise!"
"I hope Chief Lu won't go back on his word!”
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