Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

Ren Yuan was playing with the Jade Lion while holding a child. Suddenly, he noticed that there were some elderly people with white hair on the side of the street.

They watched Ren Yuan's actions from the sidelines, their eyes revealing worry. They seemed to want to step forward, but were hesitant because of something.

Ren Yuan noticed these people and, assuming they were worried about the child, he picked up the child and walked over to them, smiling as he said:

"Grandpa, are these your children? They're all good kids."

"The general is joking."

The oldest of the group of elderly men, leaning on a cane, walked unsteadily to Ren Yuan, looked him up and down, and then asked:

"You still don't know the general's name?"

"Old man, my surname is Ren and my given name is Yuan."

Ren Yuan reported his name.

"Ren Yuan, I haven't heard of you before. Is the general a newly appointed general by the Liao Kingdom?"

The old man thought for a long time, but couldn't recall that there was a general surnamed Ren in the Liao Kingdom.

"Old man, I have no relation to the Liao people. If there is any relation, it is only that of enemies."

Ren Yuan explained:

"I am a Han Chinese, the most authentic Han Chinese!"

"You, you came from the south?"

After Ren Yuan finished speaking, the old man's eyes lit up, as if he had heard something happy.

"Yes, it's to the south."

Ren Yuan replied.

"What dynasty is in the south now? Is it still the Song Dynasty?"

"Grandpa, the Song Dynasty... is gone. There's currently internal strife in the south."

Ren Yuan spoke the truth.

Upon hearing about the internal strife in the south, the light in the old man's eyes dimmed instantly.

"There's internal strife! Internal strife..."

"Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Ren Yuan asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Sigh... General, there's internal strife in the south. Why have you brought so many men here? Could it be that you've come to surrender to the Liao people?"

The old man looked at Ren Yuan's troops and shook his head with great regret.

"What a pity, what a fine child, why did he have to join the Liao people?"

"So be it, so be it. After all, even the Emperor had to rely on the Liao people back then. Now that the south is in chaos, it's a way out for you to join the Liao people."

"What a pity, what a pity. Come on, my dear grandson, let's go home..."

The old man sighed with regret as he took his grandson from Ren Yuan's hands, shook his head, and headed home.

"Sir, you've misunderstood!"

Seeing this, Ren Yuan quickly called out to him!

"Sir! We're really not here to surrender to the Liao people! On the contrary, we're here to destroy them!"

"Bang!"

Upon hearing Ren Yuan's words, the old man's movements suddenly stopped, and his cane fell to the ground with a thud!

He turned around in disbelief, pointed to his ear, and asked Ren Yuan:

"What did you just say? Say it again?!"

"Old man, we're here to destroy the Liao! Brothers, aren't we?"

Ren Yuan repeated himself to the old man, while also gesturing for the soldiers behind him to join in.

"Yes! Destroy Liao! Destroy Liao! Destroy Liao!..."

The well-disciplined and imposing army shouted the slogan "Destroy Liao!" at the same time, their voices resounding through the heavens and earth, so loud that even the birds flying above the village quickly landed.

"Destroy the Liao? Is this...is it really true?"

The old man could hardly believe his ears. He knew that there had been war in the Liao Kingdom recently, as many Liao soldiers had been traveling along this road in the past.

He had always thought that the Liao Kingdom was preparing to attack other countries, but he never expected that those battles were actually fought by others against the Liao Kingdom!

"Of course it's true, my lord. This is the lord of my Dayi. My Dayi army has already captured Tokyo and Xijing, two of the five capitals of Liao. In the south, my Dayi army is attacking Nanjing. We are going to provide support!"

Xiao Jiahui also came over; his scholarly attire made his words even more persuasive.

"Rest assured, gentlemen, we of Dayi are all Han Chinese, and all good people. Once Nanjing of Liao is captured, the land of Yan and Yun will return to the hands of the Han people!"

As soon as Xiao Jiahui finished speaking, many of the elderly people present could no longer hold back!

They knelt on the ground, gazing at the southern sky, some weeping loudly, some weeping silently, and some sighing deeply.

"One hundred and seventy-seven years! One hundred and seventy-seven years!"

The old man closest to Ren Yuan almost lost his footing, but Ren Yuan reacted quickly and helped him up!

The old man looked at Ren Yuan, his emotions running high:

"General! It has been a full 177 years since Yan and Yun left the land of the Han people! Eight or nine generations have survived in this foreign land!"

“We, generation after generation, all know that we are Han Chinese, but we can’t go back! We were personally handed over to the Liao people by the emperor at that time!”

"Back then, the emperor said it was only temporary and we would be able to go back soon, but year after year we waited and there was still no movement!"

"We can only hope every day, every month, and keep talking about it. When one generation can't hold on any longer, the next generation will have to keep talking about it."

"General, you don't know, my great-grandfather, grandfather, and my father all faced south when they passed away, and they refused to close their eyes until the very end!"

With Ren Yuan's support, the old man freely expressed his emotions, his tears and snot making his gray beard a mess.

"Old man, old man, rest assured, I will do what Zhao Song failed to do!"

"They can't take back Yanyun, but I will! I'll take you home!"

Ren Yuan gave the old man a heartfelt guarantee.

"General, I'm getting old, don't try to fool me!"

"I really don't want to experience disappointment anymore! Cough, cough..."

When he got to the exciting part, the old man almost choked and coughed incessantly.

"No, no."

Ren Yuan gently patted the old man's back to help him catch his breath, saying as he did so:

"Grandpa, I'm late."

"On behalf of all those who previously sat on the throne in the south, I apologize to you and everyone else!"

As Ren Yuan spoke, he clasped his hands in apology to everyone around him.

"Yan and Yun have been separated from Han territory for 177 years. This is a disgrace to the Han people, and also a disgrace to all those who have held the throne before them!"

"But not now. I, Ren Yuan, swear to you all with my life that this year, I will definitely turn Yan and Yun back into Han territory!"

"I will take everyone home! I will lead everyone to be Han people again with dignity!"

After Ren Yuan finished speaking, he bowed to the old man again.

"General, are you serious?"

"Absolutely true!"

"That's it."

The old man took a few steps back, wiped the tears from his face, tidied his beard, straightened his clothes, and then bowed respectfully to Ren Yuan in a Han-style salute.

"I, this old man, hereby return 113 Han villagers to the General. I wish you a resounding victory and the recapture of Yan and Yun!"

Led by him, the remaining elderly people in the Han village, along with their children, bowed in unison:

"A resounding victory! We have recovered Yan and Yun!"

"A resounding victory! We have recovered Yan and Yun!"

As Ren Yuan and the others listened to these people's words, their eyes became even more determined!

"General!"

"The day Yan and Yun are recovered! The day we return home!"

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