Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

"Brothers of the Liao Army, you're all familiar with those songs, right? Did you like them? Would you like to hear some more?"

"Don't worry, the prince said that as long as you surrender, you can sing whatever you want, let alone listen to his songs!"

"Those were all familiar to everyone, now let's have something new for the brothers to hear!"

Outside Nanjing city, although it was already night, hundreds of torches still illuminated this area brightly.

The Dayi army was still conducting their surrender persuasion activities here, and after singing some traditional old songs, they suddenly started singing some new songs that no one had ever heard before:

"Sudden news, that person is you..."

"A chicken in the left hand, a duck in the right hand..."

"Little sister is seeing her lover off..."

……

After listening to traditional Liao songs for a long time, the soldiers guarding the city walls of Nanjing were even a little tired. But then they turned around and heard some different tunes! They could no longer suppress their desire to discuss them:

"Is this a song from our hometown? How come I've never heard it before?"

"Although I've never heard it before, I always find this piece of music very interesting."

"Brother, this song makes me want to go down and sing along with them. I think I know the whole song by now?"

"Stop talking, I feel like crying..."

……

Indeed, during the war against the Liao Kingdom, Ren Yuan wrote down some Errenzhuan (a type of folk opera) songs from later generations that he could remember and gave them to the musicians in the army. The musicians who were familiar with Liao songs were very impressed with the prince when they saw these little tunes.

Our prince truly lives up to his reputation as a man of both literary and martial prowess. Not only is he skilled in warfare, but he is also accomplished in performing arts. These songs are particularly suitable for spreading in the Liao Kingdom.

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What were those Song Dynasty people singing?

Inside Nanjing, Yelü Zongyun had difficulty sleeping that night, frequently asking his confidants what was being sung outside.

"General, it was fine before, they were singing songs from our Liao Kingdom. But now, we don't understand what they're singing."

The confidants said they were powerless to help, as it was the first time they had ever heard of such strange and unusual things.

"Hmph, what a clever trick. Give the order to keep a close watch on the city gates and prevent anyone from leaving the city."

Upon hearing that it was something new, Yelü Zongyun was no longer afraid. He signaled to his men to continue to guard it closely, while he went back to his residence to sleep.

Outside Nanjing city.

"Brother, the effect of this Liao song seems to be just so-so."

Ren Yuan and the others rested while waiting for news from the front lines. It seemed that everything was normal with the Liao people.

"No rush, we need to give people some time to process it."

Ren Yuan waved his hand, then gestured for several Liao people who had surrendered to step forward and asked:

"You all remember what I just said, right?"

After exchanging glances, the group patted their chests and assured each other:

"Please rest assured, Your Highness, we have remembered everything."

"Alright, you go to the front in a bit and shout as you just said. If you manage to open the city gate, you'll be credited with the greatest achievement."

Ren Yuan said to the surrendered soldiers.

"Yes! I will certainly live up to Your Highness's high expectations!"

These men looked very excited, and then they carried the tin cans down into the city.

Being surrounded by enemies won't do! We need to organize a grievance session! And it has to have background music!

"Brothers on the city wall! We were abandoned by Yelü Zongyun after he closed the city gates today! Now we've come over to have a chat with you all!"

"We're here to tell everyone that Yelü Zongyun isn't worth our lives! He doesn't deserve it!"

……

"Who gave you permission to listen to what's being said down there? Cover your ears! Cover them!"

After Yelü Zongyun went to rest, Dong Xianwenlang, Yelü Zongyun's trusted confidant, returned to the city wall with his confidants to show his loyalty. Upon arriving, they saw all the soldiers on the wall leaning against it, intently listening to the music and shouts from below.

"General Dongxian, although you are the general's favorite general, it is not your place to interfere in what we want to do or not do."

"Exactly, we haven't even left the city. Can't we even listen to some music and chat with our old brothers?"

Dong Xianwenlang's words have aroused dissatisfaction among many people this time.

"Where did these brothers come from? They've surrendered! They're no longer the warriors of my Great Liao!"

Dong Xianwenlang refused to acknowledge the identities of the Liao soldiers below the city.

"General Dongxian, don't you know why they surrendered? You forced them into becoming enemies. Don't you feel any remorse now?"

Seeing more people questioning him, Dongxian Wenlang became somewhat defensive. He drew his precious sword from his waist and pointed it at the soldiers:

"I'll repeat myself. The general's order is that everyone plug their ears and not listen to anything those people below the city say. No one is allowed to leave the city without permission. Anyone who disobeys will be executed."

"Did you not hear me clearly, or are you deliberately trying to disobey military orders?"

But Dongxian Wenlang didn't expect that his actions would not only fail to deter others, but would instead make more people glare at him angrily.

"Dongxian Wenlang, what if we disobey military orders? What do you intend to do? Kill us all, just like you did with the other brothers during the day?"

"There are so many of us, can you kill them all?"

This time, illuminated by the firelight, a large number of soldiers rushed towards Dong Xian Wenlang, the oppressive force causing him to retreat step by step! He had no choice but to shout loudly:

"This is rebellion! You're treason! Guards! Seize these people!"

But no sooner had he finished shouting than a different voice rang out from the group of soldiers before him:

"Brothers! Capture Dongxian Wenlang!"

"I've disliked him for a long time! Let's beat him up!"

"Tie him up, tie him to the city wall!"

The angry crowd surged forward, and Dong Xianwenlang's voice was quickly drowned out by the throng.

"Damn it! I am the general's confidant, your superior officer, how dare you do this to me! You! You..."

"Brother, there's movement on the city wall."

Ma Ling stayed atop his makeshift watchtower tonight, keeping a close eye on the situation in Nanjing. When unrest broke out up there, he immediately came down to inform Ren Yuan.

"It's finally working! Pass down the order: all troops, prepare for night battle! Remember, the primary task is to capture the city gates!"

Ren Yuan, who had been dozing with his eyes closed, suddenly became alert!

Today started with launching various arrows, followed by a barbecue and steamed dishes in front of the battle, and finally singing and shouting. Now we've finally reaped the rewards!

"These people from Liaoning are quite patient."

Ma Ling acknowledged that these Liao people had held out for so long, and that they hadn't surrendered during the day!

"Wait, brother, it looks like someone's hanging out on the city wall?"

Huh? Someone's been posted?

Ren Yuan was just about to put on his helmet when he heard this and immediately looked towards the city wall.

Indeed, there was a figure with something stuffed in his mouth and his upper body tightly bound by ropes, hanging from a sturdy-looking wooden pole that was being pushed outwards.

From an external perspective, the person did indeed appear to be hanging in mid-air, and his dangling legs were struggling incessantly. He was completely unaware that the more he struggled, the more the rope hanging on the wooden pole was sliding forward. If he struggled a little longer, he would probably fall from mid-air!

The man's face, a mixture of anger, fear, and disbelief, certainly didn't look fake.

"Very good, the Liao people have mutinied!"

After Ren Yuan saw it clearly, he immediately put on his helmet!

"All troops, attack! We'll take Nanjing tonight!"