Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

"Brother Wang, you're skilled with a gun, right?"

Because he remembered that Wang Yin used a gun, Ren Yuan specifically asked about it.

"How did you know the book I was reading was about marksmanship? You're amazing!"

Wang Yin was very surprised. He was certain that this person in front of him was meeting him for the first time. He hadn’t said anything about what he could do, yet this person could guess it.

"Hmm... I guessed it from the strong muscles in your arms and the calluses on your hands."

Ren Yuan couldn't admit that he was cheating, so he could only make up an excuse.

"Oh, so you stumbled upon this by accident."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yin smiled憨厚ly and said, "These arms and the base of my thumb are the result of my practice when I was carving stones."

"Pfft~"

Behind Ren Yuan, Mi Sheng and the others could no longer hold back their laughter.

Why does my brother insist on finding this clown?

This clown doesn't look like a genius at all.

Ren Yuan ignored the few clowns behind him. He jumped off his horse, took a staff from the junior officer, and handed it to Wang Yin.

"Brother Wang, why don't you give it a try?"

"Okay, but stand back a bit, or I'm afraid you'll get hurt."

Wang Yin picked up the stick, took a few steps back, signaling Ren Yuan to stand in a safe area, and then began his performance!

The moment Wang Yin picked up the stick and started wielding it, his entire demeanor changed!

What was originally a harmless middle-aged man suddenly turned into a murderous warrior!

Every move he made was filled with killing intent, like that of a veteran who had fought on the battlefield for many years!

"Good marksmanship."

Mi Sheng and the others put away their smiles. Sure enough, their brother was right. This uncle's martial arts skills were really not low!

"How is it, is everything okay?"

After Wang Yin finished his performance, he asked Ren Yuan questions with great interest.

The main reason is that he usually practices secretly in the prefectural capital, not daring to let others find out.

Therefore, he has never had an accurate assessment of his own abilities.

"Great! Excellent! Brother Wang, how about trying a different job?"

As soon as Ren Yuan saw Wang Yin make a move, he could tell that he was the Minister of War, a man of both literary and military talent, who served under Fang La in the original novel.

Although he didn't know if it was because he arrived too early that Ren Yuan's temperament wasn't as strong as when he first appeared in the original work, Ren Yuan felt that this was a good thing.

Wang Yin is a blank slate right now. If I guide him well, he might even become stronger than in the original story!

"What kind of job is it? My current job... well, it's actually pretty good."

Wang Yin's heart stirred, and he instinctively wanted to agree, but his inner turmoil prevented him from making that decision.

"Brother Wang, can you read?"

"Of course, the old master in the prefecture taught me for several years. Let me tell you, I know all the Four Books and Five Classics."

Wang Yin stood tall, very proud.

"Brother, do you know this poem: 'Please ascend the Lingyan Pavilion for a moment, for which scholar has ever become a marquis?'"

"I know! You're testing me. I know Li He's poems! I especially like them. I also know the first two lines: 'Why shouldn't a man carry a Wu hook and seize fifty states beyond the passes?' Right?"

Wang Yin even answered a question first; this was the first time he had recited an ancient poem in front of strangers.

Why does the image of a stonemason reciting poetry and demonstrating marksmanship in front of a stranger sound so incongruous?

"Yes, Brother Wang, do you want to take over the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun, and become a Marquis of Ten Thousand Households?"

Ren Yuan began to patiently guide him.

"Huh? I can be a marquis? No, no, no, those people are born rich and noble. I'm just a stonemason..."

“Brother Wang! Are kings and generals born with a special destiny? Even the founding emperor was just a retainer of the Chai family. Who says a stonemason can’t be ennobled?”

Ren Yuan continued to deceive with a smile.

"Brother Wang, with your excellent martial arts skills, you should be fighting on the northern battlefield against the foreign tribes, instead of letting your talents be buried in this small village!"

"This one……"

Wang Yin was somewhat tempted. After all, he was just a stonemason who had never seen much of the world. Ren Yuan's promise was so grand that it was very tempting!

Which man doesn't dream of being ennobled, becoming a general, and leaving his name in history?

But wait a minute!

Are you government officials?

Wang Yin asked an important question.

"Brother Wang, do you think I am?"

Ren Yuan chuckled and returned the question.

Wang Yin glanced at Ren Yuan and the others behind him, then shook his head.

“You are not like the government officials. I have seen the government soldiers in the prefecture, and none of them are as energetic as you. So you are definitely not government officials. But you are not like those Manichaeans either, who are always talking nonsense. So you must be bandits.”

"Then, leader, you yourself are just an ordinary bandit. How can you guarantee me the opportunity to be ennobled? Or are you planning a rebellion?"

Wang Yin tilted his head. To be honest, he didn't have a deep feeling about the matter of rebellion at the moment.

The main reason is that I grew up in a small village and had little exposure to the affairs of the imperial court. The village chief said that apart from collecting taxes, no one from the imperial court ever came to the village.

"Rebellion? No, no, no, Brother Wang, you're wrong. You've been to school, but have you ever seen a monarch who reigns forever, or an immortal dynasty?"

"No, we don't have that."

Wang Yin thought about it and realized that there really wasn't one.

"That's right. Back then, the Zhao family only seized the world from the Chai family. Now, the court is corrupt, officials favor sycophants and distance themselves from virtuous ministers. The political situation is dark, the war is sluggish, corrupt officials run rampant, and the people suffer the most. Too many people work themselves to the bone for a year, but still can't get enough to eat."

"Even though things have come to this, the government still turns a blind eye, using tribute to cover up the truth and leaving our Central Plains in the hands of foreign tribes, plunging our people into misery."

"What's the point of keeping a court like this around? It will collapse sooner or later."

Ren Yuan continued.

“We brothers have come together because we are dissatisfied with the actions of the court. What we want is to preserve a peaceful land for the people of the Central Plains. Brother Wang, do you think we are wrong?”

If Wang Yin had been a scholar who had studied the classics since childhood, he would probably have argued with Ren Yuan by now. But he wasn't; he was just a stonemason in a small village. So after hearing Ren Yuan's words, he remained silent.

A voice inside him told him that Ren Yuan was right, and that he should take this opportunity to leave the mountains and live a different life.

Instead of spending the rest of his life in obscurity in this small village.

"You've said it all, but I still want to ask, you won't lay a hand on innocent civilians, will you?"

“We brothers have gathered here to uphold justice on behalf of Heaven, not to prey on the people. Many of us come from poor families, how could we possibly forget our roots?”

"Alright, I can agree to that, but I have to go back to the village first. My parents are still at home, and I can't leave them uninformed."

"Of course, we'll go back to the village with Brother Wang! We'll also visit Brother Wang's parents and put their minds at ease."

Wang Yin thought the suggestion was good, so he readily agreed and led the way while the group continued on their way.

But as they approached the village entrance, Shi Qian's ears twitched, and his previously happy expression suddenly changed.

He quickly walked over to Ren Yuan and Wang Yin and said to them:

"Brother, there's the sound of hooves ahead, about a dozen riders. I suspect something might have happened."

Ren Yuan's expression changed. What was going on? An accident?

Wang Yin's expression also changed.

"That's impossible. Our village is very small; we don't have that many horses."

Ren Yuan patted Wang Yin on the shoulder, signaling him not to rush, and at the same time notified everyone to be quiet and hurry to see what had happened.

When they arrived at a bend in the hillside not far from the village entrance, they looked down and saw a group of fifty or sixty bandits sharpening their knives at the village entrance, shouting something at the village. It seemed they were about to massacre the village.

The entire village, young and old, gathered on the main road, praying that the thin wooden door at the village entrance would withstand the bandits' attack.

"Oh no! The village is in danger! I have to go save everyone!"

Wang Yin's expression changed drastically! He wanted to rush over immediately, but Ren Yuan held him back.

“Brother Wang, leave this to us. You stay put and don’t get hurt. I assure you, everyone in the village will be safe.”

When Ren Yuan spoke, his entire aura changed.

What he hated most was the massacre of villages.

"Brother, give the order."

Lu Zhishen, Mi Sheng, and the others also had fire spitting from their eyes.

"Keep one or two for questioning, the rest, kill them without mercy."

Ren Yuan drew his broadsword, ready for battle.

It seems that this matter has been a pebble that has disrupted Wang Yin's peaceful life!

Having experienced the massacre of his village, it's no wonder he was so ruthless on the battlefield in the original novel.

However, since I've already encountered this situation, massacring the village is out of the question, but slaughtering bandits... well, that's a possibility!

"All Liangshan forces, move out!"