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

Chapter 553 Dong Ping: You choose the path to hell when there's a way to heaven! [1st Update]

Straight bitch!
Dong Ping's first reaction was to fly into a rage!
Back when he was the military commander of Dongping Prefecture, he was handsome, skilled with twin spears, and had the courage to fight ten thousand men!
So they would put a small flag in the quiver with a couplet written on it: "Heroic general with two spears, dashing marquis of ten thousand households!"
Although it might seem like he was just peddling his own wares, he was handsome and a great shot, so who would dare say no?

But things are different now. Hua Rong shot off his ear with an arrow, Luan Tingyu smashed his nose with a hammer, and Cai Fu chopped off his right arm with a knife...

How could he still be "romantic"?

No, he's not even a "Double-Gunner" anymore!
Isn't this referring to "pointing at a monk and cursing a bald man"?

Don't be so humiliating!

Dong Ping's second reaction was a drastic change in expression, and a chill ran down his spine!
The phrase "Heroic Double-Spear General, Romantic Marquis of Ten Thousand Households" refers to Dong Ping, but he is now Gao Ping!
Dong Ping was a "rebel from Erlong Mountain," and Gao Ping was the son of Grand Commandant Gao. How could these two people be related?

If it were when he had all four limbs, Dong Ping wouldn't be afraid at all. With two guns in hand, he could go anywhere in the world!
But now he only has one hand, and he has long lost the courage to "make a comeback"...

Dong Ping felt a chill run down his spine. He turned his head and saw a loafer standing in front of a hotel on the street.

The idler was seven feet five inches tall, with a purplish-brown face and a fan-shaped beard. He was looking at him and smiling.

It was him who had just been reciting; Dong Ping recognized him at a glance.

Isn't this Lei Heng, the "Winged Tiger"?

"Humph!"

A murderous glint flashed in Dong Ping's eyes:
It's like choosing the path to hell when there's a way to heaven!

Having already seen Dai Zong off, I wouldn't mind seeing Lei Heng off as well...

On the other hand, I was just looking to make a name for myself when Lei Heng delivered himself to my doorstep. Killing him would be perfect for collecting the reward!
Just then, someone suddenly pulled on his reins:

"General, my brother wants to see you!"

Who?
Dong Ping looked away and couldn't help but gasp:
"Thunderbolt" Qin Ming!
Because Lei Heng diverted Dong Ping's attention, Qin Ming got close to him without Dong Ping noticing.

Dong Ping wasn't afraid of Lei Heng, not even if he lost an arm, but he was afraid of Qin Ming.

Even with all four limbs intact, he wasn't afraid of Qin Ming; at most, Qin Ming was his equal.

The problem is that he only has one arm now, and he can't support himself with just one arm!
Wait, your brother?

Dong Ping asked instinctively, "Hmph! Where's your brother?"

Qin Ming pulled on Dong Ping's reins and glanced upwards, and Dong Ping also looked up:

A chubby, dark-skinned man was looking down at him from the second-floor window, his big face beaming with a smile like a blooming chrysanthemum.

Next to the chubby, dark-skinned man was a pale-faced scholar, stroking his goatee with one hand and waving a goose feather fan with the other.

It's over...

Seeing Song Jiang and Wu Yong, Dong Ping's heart sank to the bottom:

The rebels from Erlong Mountain have all arrived!

If it were only Qin Ming and Lei Heng, Dong Ping would still be willing to fight, but with the rebels here, what's the point of fighting?
He did bring a cavalry unit, but to put it bluntly, it was just a matter of sending a few more people to their deaths.

Moreover, once the rebels of Erlong Mountain reveal his identity, his days as Gao Yanei will be over...

Seeing that Dong Ping was being blocked by a burly man, the government troops behind him stepped forward to inquire:

"What happened to the military envoy?"

Dong Ping glanced at Qin Ming.

Qin Ming's big eyes widened, and his full beard bristled like a hedgehog's butt!

Seeing Qin Ming's posture, ready to fight at the slightest provocation, Dong Ping felt guilty and could only wave his hand dismissively.
"Hmph! I ran into a few old friends, and I'm going to catch up with them."

"You continue patrolling the streets; you don't need to ask me."

The government troops behind him, unsuspecting, continued their patrol of the streets, and Qin Ming's expression softened somewhat.
"General, please come upstairs!"

Left with no other choice, Dong Ping handed the horse over to the waiter, picked up a silver spear, and went upstairs with Qin Ming and Lei Heng.

As he climbed the stairs, Dong Ping's mind raced, racking his brains for a way to deal with this chaotic situation. But even after entering the private room on the second floor, Dong Ping still couldn't come up with a good solution…

Lei Heng pushed open the door, and Dong Ping went in to see that Song Jiang and Wu Yong were questioning the waiter.

As soon as Dong Ping entered, the waiter bowed and scraped with a fawning smile.
"Young master is here. Would you like to order some food?"

"Yes, young master."

Wu Yong, waving his goose feather fan, asked Dong Ping with a half-smile:
"We've already touched the food, shall we order two more dishes?"

Dong Ping immediately recognized that the waiter had revealed his identity to Song Jiang, and glanced at the waiter:
"Hmph! We're all brothers, no need to be so polite."

After the waiter left, Dong Ping bowed deeply to Song Jiang:
"Hmph! This humble brother pays respects to Brother Song Jiang!"

"Brother, please rise!"

Song Jiang didn't go forward to help Dong Ping; he had to be wary of Dong Ping, even though Dong Ping only had one hand...

Dong Ping had no choice but to get up himself. Just as he was about to find a seat, Wu Yong asked indifferently from the side:

"Brother, I wonder if we should call you Brother Dong Ping or Young Master Gao now?"

Dong Ping had already thought it through and quickly said:
"Hmph! Close the door, and I will always be your brother Dong Ping."

"But when we open the door, we need to be discreet, so please just call me Gao Yanei, brothers."

Song Jiang laughed: "Brother Dong Ping, why did you leave and never return back at Erlong Mountain?"

"Could it be that Song Jiang has wronged you in some way?"

"Hmph! Of course not!"

Dong Ping had no choice but to embellish his image:
"My men are leading them down the mountain to cooperate with the reinforcements in fighting the government troops!"

"Who knew that they were scattered in the chaos of battle, and by chance, they saved a person in the wilderness who turned out to be Grand Commandant Gao!"
"Because of the life-saving grace he owed me, Grand Commandant Gao adopted me as his son, and so I followed him to Tokyo..."

Song Jiang knew that Dong Ping had originally intended to capture him and hand him over to the imperial court, and he also knew that Dong Ping had captured Zhu Wu and then escaped.

However, Dong Ping did not actually do anything to him, and Zhu Wu was already Cai Fu's man.

Since he still needed Dong Ping to act as a go-between to surrender to the imperial court, he did not expose Dong Ping.

Knowing how Dong Ping was adopted as a son by Grand Commandant Gao, Song Jiang was so jealous that even Little Black Third Brother turned purple.

Why not me?

But this also gave him more confidence in Dong Ping. Song Jiang asked Dong Ping:
"To be honest, we also wanted to serve the imperial court, but we've taken the wrong path and have no way to serve our country!"

"Brother, what do you think we should do?"

That's it!

Dong Ping finally understood: Song Jiang had approached him to seek amnesty!

The problem is that the imperial court is only offering amnesty to those who are rebels that cannot be suppressed. Do you still have any men? Do you still have any territory?

Dong Ping brought up the issue tactfully, and Song Jiang sighed:

That's why Song Jiang wanted to ask his brothers for help!

"Brother, you are the son of Grand Commandant Gao; you must have a better way than we do!"

"Not bad!"

Qin Ming sat to Dong Ping's left, carefully wiping every spike on the spiked club with a rag.
"Brother Dong Ping must have a way!"

Lei Heng sat to Dong Ping's right, wiping his broadsword until it gleamed with a rag.

"Brother Dong Ping, we're counting on you!"

Dong Ping: (Д≡Д)
(End of this chapter)