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

Chapter 82: Songshan Sect in Trouble

"In the battle of Jingbian Fort, the Iron Guard suffered heavy casualties, and now there are only 6,500 people left."

"I plan to keep 3,000 men and train them all to be armored cavalrymen. The remaining 3,500 men will serve as captains, centurions, and trial centurions, and train 100,000 new soldiers."

"In addition, all soldiers can practice the first level of the second edition of "Iron Shirt" for free. If you want the subsequent skills, you can exchange them for merits."

He casually lit the pipe in his hand, and under the smoke, Shen Yuanliang's bright eyes were as calm as water, without any fluctuations.

The Iron Guards followed Shen Yuanliang for four or five months. The good treatment, the record of consecutive victories and his own martial arts skills made Shen Yuanliang's mark deeply imprinted in the hearts of the Iron Guards.

Coupled with Dongmei's innate ability of listening, all the servants of the Iron Guard respect Shen Yuanliang like a god. Their loyalty has been tested and they are trustworthy.

Shen Yuanliang was very relieved to have them serve as captains, centurions and trial centurions in charge of 100,000 new soldiers.

"Brother Liang, this is a good idea!"

After thinking for a moment, Shi Tou couldn't help but nodded, agreeing with Shen Yuanliang's plan.

Shitou was unable to train 100,000 new recruits alone, so he transferred a number of people from the Iron Guard, including Zou Shengsheng, Bai Dazhuang and others.

With their help, Shitou managed 100,000 new recruits with ease. Each Hell Week made them cry for their parents, but no one complained of being tired or backed down.

They all come from poor families and they work hard in the fields every day. This is much more miserable than Hell Week. Now they can have enough food and meat. Who dares to give up easily?

The next day, just after dawn, in the morning breeze, nearly 100,000 people gathered at the foot of Huya Mountain, wearing uniform black suits, black combat boots, and leg bandages.

Under the leadership of their respective captains, centurions and trial centurions, they carried out warm-up activities intensively. The uniform steps and loud slogans made everyone excited.

"The body should move smoothly and not violently, and the hands and feet should rise and fall in unison and not in a disorderly manner."

"The boxing classics say: 'Square means to correct the center', which is exactly what it means."

After one stick of incense, on the high platform, Shen Yuanliang, holding a tin horn, explained over and over again the key points of the first level of "Iron Shirt", which is the Ming Jin movement.

The movements are smooth and the words are concise and easy to understand, just like the scenes of teaching Shi Tou and Shou Hou in the past.

"Sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in wartime."

"No pain No gain."

After Shen Yuanliang's teaching by example, the captains who had retired from the Iron Guard held their teaching sticks and imitated Shen Yuanliang's tone, correcting their movements while spouting inspiring words like crazy.

The honest and simple recruits felt their blood boiling after hearing this. Their eyes lit up and were full of hope. Their hands moved more powerfully and their voices became louder.

For a whole day, from sunrise to sunset, Shen Yuanliang taught them with all his heart, wishing he could break the key points of the Ming Jin movements into pieces, mash them up, and put them in their mouths.

The 100,000 new recruits also cherished this rare opportunity. No matter how hard or tired they were, they never cried out in pain. Beads of sweat the size of beans flowed into their eyes and mouths, tasting salty.

At the same time, Songshan School.

"Master, Junior Brother Le Hou is in trouble."

"The Great Songyang Hand" Fei Bin rushed into the hall and said with red eyes.

After all, the Songshan Sect is a new sect and its foundation is not strong enough. It was more than a month after the battle of Jingbian Fort that they received the news.

"What happened to Junior Brother Le Hou?"

Zuo Lengchan, who was sitting on the throne, stood up and asked anxiously. Le Hou and his group were related to the strategic deployment of Songshan Sect outside the Great Wall. Revenge was just a side issue. Now that they were in trouble, it was no wonder that Zuo Lengchan lost his composure.

"In early March, Junior Brother Le Hou planned to use the Fuzhou Guards to eliminate Shen Yuanliang and avenge Sima Delong and Zhuo Yunkai."

"Unexpectedly, they ran into the invading Later Jin Jiannu just after they set out. After a fierce battle, Junior Brother Le Hou died at the hands of Aobai of the Bordered Blue Banner."

"The remaining elite disciples were all sacrificed."

Taking out the pigeon letter he had just received from his arms, "The Great Songyang Hand" Fei Bin covered his face and cried, finding it hard to accept this cruel reality.

The Thirteen Guardians of Songshan Sect grew up together, practiced martial arts together, and worked together to strengthen the Songshan Sect. The relationship between them is even deeper than that of brothers.

Now he died before fulfilling his ambition, and one of the Thirteen Guardians was gone. An ominous atmosphere enveloped the entire Songshan Sect, and everyone felt heavy in their hearts.

"The Later Jin Jiannu!"

After reading the information in his hand at a glance, Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Songshan Sect, was so angry when he mentioned the Later Jin Dynasty that a mouthful of blood rushed up his throat, but he had to suppress it forcefully.

On the one hand, Zuo Lengchan was indeed sad about the death of his fellow apprentice. How could there be no feelings between the brothers after decades of friendship?

On the other hand, Le Hou's death represents the all-round strategic failure of the Songshan Sect. The once prosperous Songshan Sect is about to go downhill. How can the heroic Zuo Lengchan accept this?
After the disaster of the sky cracking, a crack thousands of miles long stretched across the land outside the Great Wall. Misfortune is the root of blessing, and blessing is the root of misfortune.

The energy of the abyss world poured out through the cracks, the force between heaven and earth became extremely active, and there were countless natural treasures outside the Great Wall. Swallowing one of them could increase one's skills by decades.

In order to strengthen the Songshan Sect, Zuo Lengchan, despite pressure from all sides, sent Le Hou to southern Liaoning in the name of revenge, intending to set up a branch of the Songshan Sect there.

Now that Le Hou is dead, everything is lost. All plans have to be put on hold and the Songshan School will also stagnate.

"Master, I will go to southern Liaoning. The plan of Songshan Sect cannot fail."

Half an incense stick later, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, the "Big Songyang Hand" Fei Bin, who had calmed down, said solemnly.

"It's too late."

"The imperial court and the major martial arts sects have an agreement that, except for Shaolin and Wudang, other sects cannot set foot outside the Great Wall unless necessary. We just took advantage of it last time."

Sitting on the armchair, Zuo Lengchan, wearing a red double-breasted robe and a square scarf on his head, covered his forehead with his right hand, sighed, and said helplessly.

After the last foul, many people were staring at him and the remaining guards, and every move of the Songshan Sect was closely watched by others.

"Humph! They are monopolizing the benefits of the land outside the Great Wall, but they are on guard against our Songshan Sect. How ridiculous!"

Thinking of their ugly faces, "Big Songyang Hand" Fei Bin became so angry that his eyes were almost on fire.

Thanks to the resources outside the Great Wall, Shaolin and Wudang developed rapidly, masters emerged in large numbers, and their reputation in the martial arts world grew day by day.

Only by forming the Five Mountains Sword Sect Alliance with the Huashan Sect, Hengshan Sect, Taishan Sect and Hengshan Sect could their Songshan Sect barely gain a foothold in the martial arts world.

"I wonder if the Lin family's Sword Manual of Exorcism is as powerful as the rumors say?"

The previous plan was scrapped. In order to strengthen the strength of the Songshan School, Zuo Lengchan turned his attention to the Lin family's Sword Manual of Exorcism from the Fuwei Escort Agency.

"Anti-evil sword manual?"

(End of this chapter)