The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 37 Whose Food to Eat
"Boom boom boom!"

Knocking on the mahogany table in front of him, Shen Yuanliang thought for a moment, then connected with the bronze tripod in his mind, and a blue light curtain came into view.

Name: Shen Yuanliang
Age: Nineteen years old
Martial Arts Realm: Eighth Grade (peak of Dark Power)
Kung Fu: Second Edition of "Iron Shirt"

Skills: Qi Family Sword (beginning to learn) Archery (advanced)
Innate abilities: "Young Dragon" (the strength of a tiger, the physique of a bear, the speed of a leopard combined with the virtues and spirit of the dragon totem), Green Emperor's authority 1%
Natal Spirit Plant: Abyss Magic Vine

Luck: 1,200 pieces of white luck
After three busy days, Shen Yuanliang finally had some free time tonight. He looked at the pitiful amount of luck above and thought about the millions of luck he had before he fell into a coma.

Shen Yuanliang covered his chest with his hands, his heart aching. It was more painful than wasting tens of thousands of taels of silver before.

"Use one thousand Qi as the furnace fire, and the Great Stone Smashing Hand, Arhat Fist, and Diamond Palm as the materials, and refine them for me!"

Summoning a glowing bronze tripod, Shen Yuanliang threw the three martial arts secrets books in his hand into it. Under the colorful light, the three martial arts secrets books suddenly underwent earth-shaking changes.

After a cup of tea, Shen Yuanliang looked at the freshly-made martial arts secret book in his hand, feeling very happy.

Martial arts secrets are the foundation of a school's inheritance. If someone really follows the manual and practices without anyone to teach them, there is a high probability that they will go astray.

In order to maintain maximum confidentiality, martial arts secrets contain many code words and other hidden methods. If they cannot be deciphered, the martial arts practiced will be completely counterproductive.

For example, the Shaolin Temple's martial arts require corresponding Buddhist teachings to resolve the hostility contained therein, and many secret codes are passed down orally and are only known by the abbots of each hall.

After paying a thousand portions of white luck, Shen Yuanliang used the bronze tripod in his mind to resolve all the methods one by one, and even optimized them a lot.

……

"prick!"

Facing the howling cold wind, he stared at the target in front of him intently, and the sharp spear in his hand instantly cut through the air and pierced the bull's eye, over and over again.

Ten days have passed in the turbulent Yongning City. On the wide parade ground, three or four hundred servants were sweating profusely, marching in unison, wearing all black clothes, and with slightly rosy faces, which was pleasing to Shen Yuanliang.

With sufficient meat as a supplement, the servants recruited by Shen Yuanliang underwent a complete transformation. They became much stronger, with a hint of murderous intent in their eyes, and looked quite elite.

During these ten days, apart from eating, the three or four hundred servants were either training in boring formations or practicing assassination, with only one move, thousands of times every day.

"Whose food are you eating?" "We're eating Castle Master Shen's food."

"Whose clothes are you wearing?" "We are wearing Castle Master Shen's clothes."

"Who gives you food and wages?" "Fortress Lord Shen gives you food and wages!"

Shitou, who was full of high spirits, walked in the middle of the team, holding a shiny jujube wood spear, and asked loudly over and over again. The three or four hundred servants shouted again and again.

Loyalty, loyalty, and fucking loyalty.

What Shen Yuanliang lacked most at this time was someone he could trust. Through a series of means and subtle hints, Shen Yuanliang initially gained a foothold.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

Half an incense stick later, the sound of a gong, rapid and loud, like thunder and war drums, resounded throughout Shenjiawu Fort, which was a warning of enemy invasion.

"Everyone, turn around, head for the city wall, and run forward."

Under Shen Yuanliang's order, the servant who was a little nervous after hearing the sound of the gong immediately put aside his worries, turned back reflexively, and ran straight to the city wall.

"Bang bang!" The orderly footsteps on the bluestone slabs sounded like dense and rhythmic drum beats, which naturally gave people a sense of power and a speechless shock. The elite army was no more than this.

"My lord, they are bandits from Jinzhou, about 300 of them, each with two horses."

On the sturdy city wall, the skinny monkey appeared out of nowhere like a ghost. When he saw Shen Yuanliang, he bowed and spoke.

With the support of Shen Yuanliang and relying on his natural ability of "super hearing", Shouhou is weaving a big net with Yongning City as the center, and is covering the entire southern Liaoning.

The horse bandits who came from Jinzhou were discovered by everyone as soon as they entered Yongning, which gave Shen Yuanliang enough time to prepare.

"Well done, luckily you noticed it in advance."

"If this group of horse bandits really rush in, how can we resist them with just these new recruits?"

Shen Yuanliang patted the skinny boy on the shoulder to show encouragement, with a satisfied smile on his face.

In this complex world, intelligence comes first in everything. Without his own source of intelligence, Shen Yuanliang would be like a blind man, not knowing where the road lies or where the danger lies!
You don’t even know your house has been robbed!

"Boom!"

Half an hour later, smoke and dust rolled up in the distance, like a giant gray dragon rising into the sky, carrying the power of thunder and rushing towards Shenjiawu Fort.

They wanted to catch the bandits off guard, but they didn't expect that Shenjiawu Fort was already on guard. The heavy suspension bridge was pulled up high, separating the inside and outside of the fort, leaving the invading horse bandits dumbfounded.

"Listen to me, everyone inside. Get out and surrender immediately."

"Otherwise, after we capture the fortress, we will kill everyone and not stop fighting until the next day."

A middle-aged man riding a tall horse, wearing a sheepskin coat and holding a scimitar walked up and spoke carelessly, completely disregarding Shen Yuanliang and the others.

That's right. There were 300 cavalrymen, all of whom were habitual bandits who killed people without blinking an eye and had fought for many years. How could they look down on Shen Yuanliang and his group of new recruits?

"call out!"

Without saying much, since he was sure it was an enemy, Shen Yuanliang drew his bow and arrow. The sharp arrow cut through the sky and went straight into the middle-aged man's neck.

This is Shen Yuanliang’s attitude!

"boom!"

Covering his neck with his hands, the middle-aged man fell headfirst onto the hard ground. His eyes gradually dimmed and his tears and blood dyed his furry sheepskin coat red.

Back then, he was also an honest farmer. Due to a natural disaster and man-made tragedies, his family members died one after another. In order to survive, he changed his sickle hand to a machete.

He has killed countless people along the way, and countless people have died at his hands. As a man in the world, he is bound to be hurt. Today is the day for him to pay with his life.

"Shhhhhh!"

The exasperated bandits were enraged by Shen Yuanliang. They took out the bows and arrows on their horses and shot at Shenjiawu Fort. The sky was filled with arrows, as dense as raindrops.

With the protection of the city walls and thick shields in their hands, the horse bandits achieved minimal results. Only a few unlucky ones were injured by arrows and then carried away.

After venting their anger to no avail, the three hundred horse bandits looked at each other, and then looked at the leader "Guoshanfeng" in the center of the horse team, wondering what to do next.
You can't use cavalry to attack the city, right?
(End of this chapter)