Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

Shi Jin couldn't remember how long he had been holding out on the city wall.

All he remembered was that if one Liao person came, he would kill one; if two came, he would kill both.

All he remembered was that the tassel of the spear he had stolen was already soaked with blood, yet even more blood kept flowing onto the shaft, making it sticky and uncomfortable.

Left with no other choice, he had to abandon his gun and draw his sword, relying on the two knives to fight the enemy once again.

How long did he keep fighting after switching swords? He didn't remember. He only remembered that by the end, both of his swords were chipped and his armor was torn in several places!

But as far as the eye can see, there are still Liao people. The Liao people seem to be like a tide, impossible to kill off completely!

Shi Jin felt so tired. He really wanted to put down his weapons, lean against the wall, and get a good night's sleep.

But that won't work. Although he has infantry brothers from Dayi Army by his side, their numbers are still too few.

I can't sleep, I still can't sleep!

Shi Jin could no longer hear what the people around him were saying, nor could he see what the people in front of him were doing. He could only mechanically swing the chipped blade in his hand, trying to cut down more people.

Gradually, Shi Jin felt the sky in front of him begin to darken.

"Come die!"

Just as things were getting darker and darker in front of Shi Jin, suddenly, accompanied by a familiar voice, a silver light appeared in his field of vision!

This beam of light tore through the thick crowd! It made Shi Jin feel that the air around him was much fresher!

However, he didn't stop what he was doing, and slashed his sword at a very tall man.

"Nephew, you've worked hard."

The slash missed its mark, as Shi Jin's wrist was grabbed and someone came to support him.

"Master, Uncle-Master?"

Upon hearing the title "Junior Disciple," Shi Jin's eyes lit up. He strained to open them wide and finally recognized who was in front of him.

"You've worked hard, take a rest for a while."

After Ren Yuan entered the city, he immediately led his men to the city walls to seize the city. This fresh force was very strong and quickly forced the surrounding Liao people to retreat.

"Master, Uncle-Master, I, I..."

Shi Jin wanted to say something more, but Ren Yuan stopped him.

“Nephew, you have done very well. You can leave the rest to your uncle.”

"I... I failed to take down the city wall..."

Shi Jin felt a pang of guilt; he had overestimated himself. It seemed that this time, his reputation as Bu San was about to be...

“Nephew, your bravery, along with the efforts of the Bu brothers, is enough to give you a banner.”

Ren Yuan noticed what Shi Jin was worried about and offered him words of comfort.

"Really, really?"

Shi Jin found it hard to believe.

"It's true."

Ren Yuan nodded, then gave instructions to his men and women.

"Keep an eye on Commander Shi and escort him down from the city."

After saying that, Ren Yuan wielded his three-pointed sword and charged into the Liao people with overwhelming force!

Where the blade flashed, blood splattered and limbs flew everywhere!

"I am the Lord of Great Yi! Optimus Prime Ren Yuan!! Who dares to fight me!!!"

Ren Yuan's overwhelming aura, coupled with his domineering and unstoppable spirit, terrified the Liao people. They kept retreating, not daring to fight against this formidable weapon of mass destruction!

Shi Jin, watching his martial uncle display his might from behind, felt his eyes light up even more.

"Big brother, what are you looking at?"

Xiao Jiahui appeared beside Shi Jin and, seeing that the young man's eyes were fixed on Ren Yuan, couldn't help but tease him.

"Military Advisor, what brings you here?"

"I originally planned to fight the enemy with my brother, but looking at the current situation, if I don't take action now, I really won't have to."

Xiao Jiahui shook her head helplessly as she watched Ren Yuan get carried away with the killing.

"Big Brother, can you still fight the enemy?"

"Don't worry, strategist, I can still fight!"

"Alright, then you go down and cooperate with the army to guard the city gate! You all, protect Commander Shi!"

Hearing that Shi Jin still had the ability to protect himself, Xiao Jiahui understood the situation. He instructed the soldiers to take good care of Shi Jin, then raised his gun and quickly rushed to Ren Yuan's side to fight alongside him!

"Old Xiao? What brings you up here?"

When Ren Yuan saw Xiao Jiahui appear beside him, he paused for a moment.

"Brother! You said you'd take me with you today, are you going to go back on your word?"

After Xiao Jiahui stabbed two people to death, she stood shoulder to shoulder with Ren Yuan.

"Brother, a king's word is his bond."

"Alright, then you'll come with me and slaughter all the Liao people who break through this section of the city wall. Do you dare?"

Ren Yuan smiled as he listened to Xiao Jiahui's words.

"What's there to be afraid of? From today onwards, I, Xiao Jiahui, will have my name recorded in history books, won't I? Besides, my ancestors killed foreign tribes, so why can't I?"

Xiao Jiahui looked at the Liao people in front of him with great composure.

"Aren't you afraid of getting scolded by your father-in-law when you go back?"

“Brother, a ruler’s word is law, and so is a subject’s word.”

As Xiao Jiahui spoke, she shook her spear:

"I'll tell Guan Zhong later that I've killed more Liao people than he has!"

"Hahaha! Good!"

Ren Yuan laughed loudly and said no more.

Right now, the only way to live up to my brothers' expectations is to fight the enemy to the best of my ability!

……

Dozens of miles outside Nanjing, there was a large camp for the Song army.

Tong Guan was in his tent, studying countermeasures.

Emperor Huizong of Song had already made up his mind to leave, but Tong Guan did not want to leave in such a cowardly manner. He still had more than 200,000 troops and could still fight!

In order to calm down and think of a solution, he deliberately sent all the guards out of the tent, leaving himself alone inside, staring blankly at the map.

"Whoo~"

Suddenly, a gust of wind seemed to lift the tent flap, and the cold wind blowing in from outside made Tong Guan frown.

"Didn't I give the order? Don't let anyone disturb me! Who came in?"

"Old Tong, when did you get such a temper?"

But the voice coming from behind him did not belong to any of the guards.

This startled Tong Guan, who couldn't help but turn around.

But after turning halfway, he stopped.

Because he could feel something pressing against his waist.

"Old Tong, didn't you recognize who I am?"

"You, you are..."

The fact that someone could speak to him so casually made Tong Guan realize that it was someone from Liangshan. But the question was, with so many people from Liangshan, who was this person?

"Your memory is terrible. Let me remind you, it's gold BRICS."

"Commander Ma! Commander Ma, what brings you here?"

Upon hearing the word "gold brick," Tong Guan immediately remembered it!

One of the intelligence chiefs of Liangshan, that guy named Ma Ling, is the one who uses gold bricks!

This person possesses extraordinary lightness skills, and it is said that he can enter and exit an army of a million with ease, as if taking something out of a bag.

"Old Tong, my brother is preparing to attack Zhongjing. To prevent the garrison in Nanjing from returning to reinforce, he specifically sent me to tell you that you have to attack Nanjing!"

Ma Ling stood behind Tong Guan and spoke slowly.

"Commander Ma, it's not that I don't want to fight, it's just that the Emperor is about to leave, and I... I..."

"You are still the commander-in-chief of the entire Song army, and you can still command more than 200,000 men. Do you think I know nothing about this?"

Ma Ling interrupted Tong Guan directly.

"Old Tong, it's only a matter of time before Zhongjing falls to my brother."

"If you coordinate your attack on Nanjing at this time, you might actually be able to take it down while things are in chaos."

"Just think about it, how will history record your story then?"

……