Red Mansion: Seizing Jiangdong, starting with pirates

Chapter 105: Attack on Chu

At that time, Fang Yong led his troops to march along the side of Laoshan Mountain. Before the march, he sent scouts to carefully explore the mountain and found no ambush, so the army passed through normally.

When we were halfway through the journey, suddenly, several rocks rolled down from the mountain!
"Protect the general!"

The personal soldiers shouted and stepped forward to protect Fang Yong.

Fang Yong was startled, but instead of trying to show off his strength, he quickly retreated backwards, thinking, "There are ambushes?"

But I saw seven or eight rocks falling from the mountain, and more than a dozen logs rolling down.

Unfortunately, a soldier had his toe hit by falling rocks, a military horse had its leg broken, and several others were scratched, but other than that there were no major casualties.

Fang Yong and others were on high alert and watched cautiously for a long time, but no ambush arrived.

So he sent scouts to carefully investigate the mountain.

After repeated explorations by scouts, they finally only found a dozen pairs of footprints. Several military staff officers concluded that there should not be a large number of ambushes, only a few enemies.

Fang Yong agreed with this conclusion, but did not relax his vigilance. Instead, he continued to send a large number of scouts to investigate.

When it comes to marching, thousands of lives are at stake, so it is never too cautious.

Even after such a detailed investigation, the enemy's ambush was still not discovered.

If there really were a large number of ambushes, it would be impossible that there would be no trace at all.

Maybe it was really just the work of individual enemies?
The army continued marching, and after walking two or three miles, they encountered the same attack as before.

I continued to investigate, but still found nothing.

If the other party only has a dozen people, hiding in this vast mountain, trying to find them is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Fang Yong had no choice but to order the army again.

After walking for a few miles, they were attacked again.

The repeated attacks made the army very tired and the marching speed was also greatly affected. Fang Yong felt a little angry.

He secretly carried the bow on his back.

After several more attacks, by noon, when the sun was at its highest, the army was a little tired from the continuous march, so they stopped to rest for a while.

At this time, more stones fell.

Under the midday sun, Fang Yong saw a flash of white light on the distant mountain. Without hesitation, he raised his bow and shot!
"Whoosh!"

There was a scream, followed by crying.

"Master, Master!"

Upon hearing the noise, the scout team chased after them. Although Fang Yong did not blame them for being harassed for so long, the scouts were still feeling quite resentful.

When they chased him up the mountain, there was no one there, but there were traces of blood.

The captain of the scout team was called Liang Lie, who was born a hunter. Tracking by blood trails was his specialty, so he quickly led his men to follow the blood trail.

After a while, they successfully caught up with the enemy.

It was a group of monks, about a dozen of them, carrying an old monk on their backs and fleeing laboriously through the mountains.

The old monk was hit by an arrow on his shiny forehead and had been dead for a long time. However, the disciples were unwilling to abandon their master's body, which led to Liang Lie and his men catching up with him.

What a touching master-disciple relationship!

"Set me an arrow!"

Liang Lie gave an order, drew his bow and shot. The arrow hit a monk directly and accurately in the back, killing him on the spot.

The other scouts also shot arrows, killing four or five people instantly.

The monks became angry upon seeing this and began to resist.

A monk rushed forward, jumped into the air, and was more than two meters high. He dodged Liang Lie's bow and arrow and punched him.

It’s actually Qinggong!

Liang Lie was startled and quickly rolled over to avoid the attack. Then he quickly took out a crossbow from behind, pulled the trigger, and shot a dozen short arrows at close range, instantly killing the monk.

"Third Junior Brother!"

A monk shouted in grief, and he seemed to have an iron shield. He rushed forward, and was able to move after being hit by three or four arrows. He hit a scout's leather armor with a powerful Vajra fist, causing blood to ooze from the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, more scouts rushed up at this time, surrounded the man, and stabbed him more than ten times.

The Golden Bell Cover and the Iron Shirt were indeed powerful, but unfortunately they were not practiced to perfection. They could not block the fine steel swords and he was soon injured and died.

"Big Brother!" a monk wielding a stick shouted in grief.

He was good at using an ebony Zen stick, and he wielded it with such vigor and power that he could even deflect incoming arrows.

Seeing this, Liang Lie exclaimed that it was amazing, took out a sharp axe from his waist, threw it over, and hit the opponent directly.

As a result of this injury, he could no longer wield the stick skillfully and was soon shot to death by arrows.

Once these three men died, the remaining monks became less powerful.

The scout team captured them alive or killed them all, and soon wiped out the entire group.

In the end, 11 people were killed and six were captured alive.

Fang Yong looked at the group of monks curiously, very puzzled.

He had no grudges against this group of monks, and he had never carried out any anti-Buddhist movement after the uprising. Why did this group of people overestimate their own capabilities and attack him?

Fang Yong randomly called a monk to ask, but unexpectedly the monk was very stubborn, spitting in public and saying:

"Fang thief, I, Guangmu, am not a coward, don't even think about getting any information from me!"

Fang Yong was quite surprised when he heard this, what a tough guy!
So Liang Lie was ordered to be interrogated on the spot.

As for Fang Yong himself, he had always been kind and could not bear to punish him, so he temporarily avoided it.

When Liang Lie received the order, he immediately ordered his men to tie up Guangmu and drag him behind the horse. Then he drove the horse back and forth for the monks to watch.

But after a moment, Guangmu could no longer hold on and begged loudly for mercy.

Liang Lie ignored him and ordered them to drag him away. A quarter of an hour later, he saw the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, skin, blood, bones, flesh, and intestines all dragged out and scattered all over the ground.

Guangmu had already closed his eyes and gone to see the Buddha.

All the monks were so frightened that their faces turned pale, they sweated profusely, and some even became incontinent.

Liang Lie then ordered another monk to be dragged out from among the monks and asked:

"You said it or not!"

The monk was so frightened that he was shaking like a sieve. "I, I..."

Liang Lie waved his hand and said, "Tie him up!"

The monk urinated directly and said:

"I said, I said."

However, when Feng Tai attacked Chuzhou, he had a huge army, claiming to have a million strong.

In order to defend Chuzhou, the governor of Huizhou mobilized all the forces in the prefecture and county, including numerous monks, Taoists, and practitioners of magical arts, promising them official positions and great benefits, and asking for their help in the name of defending the country.

However, the effect is not good.

In this world, there are some martial arts and strange skills, as well as some martial arts sects.

But they are not very powerful, most of them are just some techniques to strengthen the body. They are okay for fighting some thugs, but if you encounter a military formation, no matter how great a master you are, you will have no power to fight back against ten heavily armored infantrymen, and you cannot even break the opponent's armor.

Therefore, at the beginning, only a few of these chivalrous men agreed to go.

After all, the Southern King Feng Tai at that time claimed to have an army of one million, while their small sects had only dozens or hundreds of people at most, and even only a few at least. How could they compete with the Southern King?
Wouldn't that be self-destruction?
However, what was unexpected was that the Southern King Feng Tai was actually a useless piece of silver, which looked good but was useless and broke at the slightest touch. In the end, those few people in the martial arts world who participated in the meritorious service were all rewarded for their merits, and some were even given official titles.

Although it was only an eighth or ninth rank official position, it was still a glory to these people.

Those who had not dared to respond because they were afraid of Feng Tai's power now regretted it.

So when Fang Yong attacked this time, the Huizhou governor once again called on people from all walks of life, and countless people responded immediately.

After all, judging from the number of people, Fang Yong’s claimed army of 100,000 is still not as many as Feng Tai’s back then.

The group that attacked Fang Yong was called Tianwang Temple, located in Shuilian Township on the banks of the Chu River not far from here. There were about a hundred people in the temple, making it a considerable force in the underworld.

Among them, the abbot of Tianwang Temple, who is also their master, is a first-class master in the world and is highly respected.

He was the one who was shot dead by Fang Yong.

The other three brothers also had extraordinary martial arts skills, but unfortunately they were wiped out by a subordinate team of the Huaiyin Army Scouting Battalion.

Soon, Liang Lie reported the results of the interrogation to Fang Yong.

After hearing this, Fang Yong touched his chin with interest.

"What kind of martial arts do you practice?"

(End of this chapter)