Do you have the strength to force me to join the Liangshan bandits?

Chapter 318 Lu Zhishen: Shi Bao, come back! I won't hit you anymore! [3rd Update]

"what?"

Song Jiang, Hua Rong, and Zhang Heng were all dumbfounded: "How do you know?"

Fang La was assassinated! Fang Hou committed suicide! Fang Jie went north!

Wu Yong, fanning himself with a goose feather fan, said confidently:
There must be a cause-and-effect relationship between these three things!

"If the causal relationship is established, then it must be that the Imperial Uncle King Fang Hou sent assassins to kill Fang La!"

Zhang Heng couldn't help but interject, "The strategist is wrong!"
"Fang Hou didn't commit suicide; he had a medical episode and accidentally fell into the well!"

Wu Yong smiled slightly: "As the royal uncle and king, Fang Hou has plenty of people serving him. How could he have accidentally fallen into a well?"

"That well must not be in Fanghou's house."

Zhang Heng was speechless...

"The strategist is indeed a brilliant strategist!"

Song Jiang gave a strong thumbs-up:

“I admire you! I admire you!”

Wu Yong humbly held his feather fan, bowed slightly, and said:
Fang Jie went north to avoid trouble.

"If he had stayed in Jiangnan, Fang La would have taken him with him before he died."

Song Jiang suddenly realized: "So that's how it is!"
"Strategist, now that we know the truth, can you be of use to me?"

"can!"

Wu Yong covered his mouth with the goose feather fan and said in a low voice:

"Brother, we just need to do this and that..."

"Wow! Wow!"

Song Jiang listened with great excitement:

"If this plan succeeds, the man surnamed Cai will definitely be drawn into the vortex!"

"I'm afraid he might go there alive, but he won't come back alive!"

Hua Rong frowned slightly: "Brother, we're all people of the martial world, wouldn't doing this violate the code of the martial world..."

"Brother, you're mistaken."

Song Jiang and Wu Yong exchanged a glance and then advised Hua Rong:

"Since Fang La established his kingdom, he has already left the world of martial arts."

"He can now be considered a rebel king, and also a regional lord. We call this 'all's fair in war'!"

Hua Rong thought about it and agreed: "Brother is right."

……

Liangshan Park.

"Brother, I'm back!"

Shi Bao bowed deeply to Cai Funa, then winked and made faces at her after standing up.
Surprised? Excited?
Cai Fu's expression changed drastically, and he quickly stepped forward to grab Shi Bao's hand:
"Brother, has something happened in Jiangnan?"

"Brother, please don't misunderstand. Everything is fine in Jiangnan!"

Shi Bao quickly explained, "Actually, His Highness the Crown Prince knew that you needed manpower right now, so he specially sent me to lend you a hand!"

Of course, this is just a high-sounding excuse.

In reality, Fang La instructed Fang Tianding to select a trusted general to lead Liangshan Marsh.

On the surface, they were helping Cai Fu, but secretly they were keeping an eye on him.

Since Shi Bao had been to Liangshanbo once before and was quite familiar with Cai Fu, Fang Tianding sent him to come again.

This time, Shi Bao was much more low-key, calling Lu Junyi, Lu Zhishen, and Wu Song "brother".

Fang Jie didn't feel anything when he saw Shi Bao, mainly because the two were from different factions.

Fang Jie belonged to Fang Hou's faction, while Shi Bao belonged to Fang Tianding's faction, so they only exchanged a few simple pleasantries.

"Brother, where's Little Fatty?"

After Shi Bao went up the mountain, he neither saw Song Jiang nor saw Song Jiang's person, so he asked Cai Fu in a furtive manner.

Cai Fu chuckled: "He took a group of men to Qingzhou to open a branch camp, so you won't be able to see him."

Shi Bao gave a thumbs up: "Brother, amazing!" (voice cracks)

When he last came, Cai Fu was still the second chieftain. I never expected that he would appoint the chieftain Song Jiang as the second marshal so quickly! The reputation of "Timely Rain" in the martial arts world is so impressive, but it turns out it was just an empty name.

"Brother Shi Bao, you've come at the perfect time!"

After they finished discussing important matters, Lu Zhishen excitedly showed off his newly forged 108-jin (approximately 54 catties) water-milled iron staff to Shi Bao:
"I've got a new monk's staff!"
"We didn't have a good time fighting on foot last time, how about we fight on horseback this time?"

good chance!
Shi Bao's eyes lit up.

Last time, when Cai Fu tried to save face for Shi Bao, he said that Shi Bao was a cavalry general and Lu Zhishen was the king of infantry, so it was not shameful for him to lose to Lu Zhishen.

Although Shi Bao had already accepted his fate, he still felt uneasy about it.

I always felt that if it were a horse battle, it would definitely teach Lu Zhishen a lesson.

Unexpectedly, Lu Zhishen took the initiative to propose a horse battle this time, and Shi Bao, feigning reluctance, said:
"Brother, isn't this inappropriate?"

"You are the king of infantry, wouldn't you be at a great disadvantage fighting me on horseback?"

"So what if we suffer a loss?"

Lu Zhishen said in a very casual manner:
"You suffered a loss last time, so this is just reciprocity!"

"That's fine!"

After some polite refusals from Lu Zhishen, Shi Bao gladly accepted.
"Please teach me a couple more moves, brother!"

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”

After a dozen or so moves, Shi Bao's face turned green. He never expected that Lu Zhishen's staff would be as heavy as Mount Tai!

Even if Shi Bao wanted to use a technique of using minimal force to deflect a great weight with Lu Zhishen, wouldn't it require physical contact between weapons to "deflect" him?

As a result, after several exchanges of weapons, not only did he fail to move the weapon, but Shi Bao's hands were also shaken so badly that they were throbbing!

If Shi Bao's weapon, the Wind-Splitting Blade, hadn't also been a divine weapon, the blade would have been shattered!
Originally, Shi Bao wanted to defeat Lu Zhishen fairly and squarely, but now it seems he has no choice but to resort to underhanded tactics.

Shi Bao feinted with his sword, then turned his horse and rode away.

With his back to Lu Zhishen, Shi Bao quietly hung the wind-splitting knife on the victory hook and untied the meteor hammer.

Shi Bao was still waiting for Lu Zhishen to catch up, but instead he heard Lu Zhishen laughing loudly:

"Enough! Let's stop this friendly sparring when we've reached our goal!"
"Brother Shi Bao, come back! I won't hit you anymore!"

What the hell...

Shi Bao nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood:

No, how can you stop there?

Doesn't that mean I've lost again?

However, Lu Zhishen had already dismounted and, as the victor, was smiling as he accepted the congratulations from the onlookers.

Left with no other choice, Shi Bao had to tie the meteor hammer back to his waist, remove the wind-splitting blade, turn his horse around, and admit defeat.
"I never imagined that my brother was not only the king of infantry, but also an expert in mounted warfare. I admire you!"

Lu Zhishen laughed heartily: "Not at all!"
"If we're talking about mastering both horse stance and footwork, then it has to be my second brother!"

Lu Junyi waved his hand dismissively.

Shi Bao: (_)
……

Jiangnan, Qingxi.

"So beautiful..."

Pale-faced and weak, Fang La was carried out of Bangyuan Cave in a sedan chair and finally saw the spring scenery of Jiangnan.

He has been helping Yuan Dong Dae Nae recover from his injuries, and recently An Daoquan's prescription has helped him feel much better.

He could only sit at first, but after several months of treatment, he was able to stand up and walk a few steps.

This rekindled Fang La's hope for the future.

The sedan chair carried Fang La all the way to the stream and then set him down.

A beautiful young woman stepped out of a sedan chair from behind and reached out her delicate hand to help Fang La up.
"Father, be careful!"

"It doesn't matter."

Fang La helped his daughter out of the sedan chair with his large, withered hands, which were as thin as bamboo joints, and they walked shakily towards the stream.

Fang La, who used to roam freely in Jiangnan, now finds immense satisfaction in simply taking a few steps.

With Fang Jinzhi's support, Fang La took two unsteady steps, stood by the stream, and began to cough.

Fang Jinzhi looked at her father with worry. Fang La's cough came from his heart, and there was nothing she could do.

(End of this chapter)