The Song Dynasty on the Sand Table

Chapter 27 Historical Version of Hou Yi
As soon as Yue Wenxuan put the Houyi figurine down, he saw a magical scene.

The "King of Glory version of Hou Yi" who was shining with gold and looked very powerful suddenly changed the moment he was placed on the sand table.

The originally well-coiffed hairstyle turned into a wild and messy one.

The golden armor on his body disappeared, and he became shirtless, revealing his shiny black muscles, full of beautiful lines like a cheetah in the jungle.

The skirt armor also disappeared and was replaced by an animal skin apron.

The boots disappeared, leaving only bare feet.

The large golden bow in his hand also disappeared, replaced by a simple and ancient wooden bow.

He looked like an archer from a primitive tribe.

Yue Wenxuan: “…”

The rebel soldiers were also confused: "Huh? Why does the new general look like a savage?"

“But the muscles on his body are amazing.”

“It feels like he could kill a leopard with one punch.”

Yue Wenxuan understood a new sandbox rule. The sandbox prohibits the use of "surrealistic" things, and the "King of Glory version of Hou Yi" is obviously surreal, so theoretically it cannot be put in.

However, Houyi really existed in history.

So the "King of Glory version of Hou Yi" that he put into the sandbox was replaced by the "historical version of Hou Yi" in the sandbox.

According to historical facts, before Houyi became the monarch of the Xia Dynasty, he was the chief of the Youqiong tribe. He did not wear gorgeous royal attire, but dressed as a "tribal archer."

This is also Hou Yi at his peak combat power, the undisputed top marksman, and a wild macho man.

Later, he became the king of the Xia Dynasty, but he became corrupt and his fighting ability declined. His concubine Chunhu committed adultery with a man named Hanyue. Houyi caught them in bed, but he was no match for Hanyue and was killed instead.

Yue Wenxuan switched his consciousness back to his lifelike figurine, walked up to Hou Yi, and pointed westward in the direction of Wangjiazhuang Fort. "In a little while, an enemy force will be approaching from this direction. I want you to hide and wait for an opportunity to shoot the enemy leader. You must find the best time to strike, and kill him with one strike. Don't let him escape."

Hou Yi raised his head and gazed towards the west. Beneath his high brows, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see as far as the end of the world. He responded with: "●■▼★☆■◆"

Yue Wenxuan: “…”

This guy is speaking the language of the Youqiong tribe around 2000 BC. Only a fool could understand him.

But it didn't matter if he didn't understand. Yue Wenxuan didn't need to use words to give orders to the figurine. He could just give the order in his mind, and the figurine would receive it and regard Yue Wenxuan's order as its only life goal. The reason he spoke the order out loud was just for the "sense of ritual".

Yue Wenxuan waved his hand and said, "Go! After shooting down Mr. Wang, you can attack the enemy freely."

Hou Yi made a very rough salute: "●■▼★☆■◆"

After saying that, he ran out of the salt field. Although he was barefoot, he didn't care about the gravel on the ground at all. He ran like flying and quickly ran into the woods northwest of the salt field and disappeared.

The rebel soldiers all looked in the direction where he disappeared...

"Ah, that strange heavenly general disappeared as soon as he entered the woods!"

"Hidden?"

"He feels like a wild animal, full of wildness."

"Savage Heavenly General?"

Yue Wenxuan didn't explain, but just nodded to Madam Gong Er. Madam Gong Er understood, stood on a high place, and shouted: "Line up!"

The soldiers who were originally sitting, lying, and chatting awkwardly instantly lined up and stood straight.

Madam Gong Er said loudly, "Brothers, General Qi Tian suddenly had something important to deal with and has returned to heaven to deal with it. From now on, I will be in charge of all the Mandarin Duck Formations."

Everyone clenched their fists, morale high.

Madam Gong Er: "Mr. Wang will lead the main force here soon. He has a group of fierce salt smugglers under his command, more than 40 in total, all desperate criminals. Everyone present has been defeated by him twice..."

At this point, the soldiers' faces couldn't help but blush.

Madam Gong Er: "But you are different now than you were a few months ago. You are soldiers trained by General Qi, and you are using the immortal magic array. You are no weaker than those salt smugglers. Mr. Wang only has about forty elite soldiers, while we have eight elite soldiers of the Mandarin Duck Formation and twelve heavenly soldiers to help us. If we can still lose after such a battle, how can we face General Qi?"

Zhang Dashu was the first to yell, "I'm too embarrassed to see you!"

After yelling, he suddenly remembered something and scratched the back of his head: "Oh, General Qi Tian is not here. I can talk in the queue. I'm so happy."

Madam Gong Er: "Huh? You reminded me! General Qi Tian is away, so I have to enforce military discipline. Zhang Dashu, you spoke in the ranks, you will be punished with 40 strokes of the cane."

Zhang Dashu: “!!!”

The military court team walked towards Zhang Dashu.

Zhang Dashu panicked: "No... this doesn't count... Second Lady asked me a question, and I only spoke to answer her... this doesn't count..."

"Forget it, just leave these 40 military sticks here for now. The battle is about to begin, and getting injured will affect the combat." Madam Gong Er waved her hand, and the military law team retreated.

Zhang Dashu breathed a sigh of relief and touched his buttocks. This buttocks was always under the threat of military sticks and was in danger day and night. He had already received 117 military sticks. After this battle, all of them would be beaten together and his buttocks would be bruised. He just hoped that General Qi Tian and Madam Gong Er would forget about the military sticks he had sent them.

The archer on the rooftop shouted, "Here he comes, here he comes, Mr. Wang is here."

Everyone was cheered up and quickly took their seats.

I saw a large group of people walking on the official road west of the salt field. In the front were a group of private salt dealers who looked not to be trifled with. The weapons used by this group of people were not bad. There were more than a dozen eyebrow-pointed knives in the formation, and the rest were spears, each of which had an iron tip.

Besides spears, many men carried swords at their waists and shields on their backs. Almost everyone wore armor, not heavy armor, but rather leather armor for easier movement, covered by a black smock.

This is Mr. Wang's core fighting force. He has been selling illegal salt for many years, and it is all thanks to this group of desperate criminals that he has been able to survive.

Next came a large group of servants guarding the house. They were all dressed like slaves and servants, but the weapons they held were much lower quality, just ordinary guns and sticks. Some people's guns did not even have iron tips, but were just sharpened wooden sticks.

Behind them were the ruffians who had just been dispersed by the rebels. After fleeing back to Wangjiazhuang, they regrouped and followed behind to take advantage of the situation. The combat effectiveness of this group of people was roughly equivalent to that of the rebels a month ago and could be ignored.

Of course, Mr. Wang himself also came, riding a tall horse and slowly moving forward under the protection of the private salt dealers.

As soon as he saw his formation, Yue Wenxuan felt that he had made the right decision by deploying Hou Yi. If he had deployed Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, they might not have been able to defeat him. He certainly wouldn't come out to fight alone, and the large group of salt smugglers around him all had spears, making it difficult for cavalry to charge.

Mr. Wang deployed his troops outside the gate of Yan Village, raised his whip, pointed at Madam Gong Er and shouted, "Mr. Gong, I don't want to waste any more words. If you fall into my hands, you won't die easily. I will make you a slut."

The rebel soldiers became furious as soon as he opened his mouth to speak obscene words.

Madam Gong Er snorted, not wanting to respond to such a scumbag.

Yue Wenxuan opened his mouth and said, "Mr. Wang, I bet you will die today."

(End of this chapter)