Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

"You're rebelling!"

Gao Lian's confidant felt very uncomfortable talking about how everyone around him was pointing their spears at him.

"We're sorry, sir, we didn't mean to. If you let us go now, everything will be fine."

Gao Lian's confidant thought for a moment.

Well, judging from the current situation, it seems that I have no way to stop this group of people.

Let them be then; I'll go back and report.

"If Ximen is lost, you will all have to atone with your lives!"

But the soldiers didn't take those words to heart at all.

They rushed downstairs without hesitation, wanting to be with our brothers!

"Captain, the west gate is open! But there are people inside attacking this way!"

Although Wu Song is now the commander of the Ninth Infantry Corps, his confidants prefer to call him Captain.

Because in Yanggu County, a lot of people called him "Captain", Wu Song preferred this title!

"Alright! Don't be afraid, let's charge in and take the West Gate!"

Wu Song was somewhat surprised to hear that the west gate had opened, but he didn't care how many more people were rushing over.

Now that the door is open, I have no reason not to take it!

Thinking of his Liangshan brothers behind him who were still desperately trying to buy him time, Wu Song wished he could immediately storm the city gate!

"Come on!"

Under Wu Song's leadership, the Ninth Army Corps was like a roaring tiger, and even the remaining battalion on the city wall couldn't stop them.

"Follow me, blades crisscrossing, the six behind us form a group, break into smaller units! Mandarin Duck Formation!"

As they got closer to the city gate, Wu Song noticed that the road to the city gate was getting more and more congested. These soldiers guarding Gaotang Prefecture were truly fearless!

In this situation, Wu Song decisively ordered the rear guard to break into smaller units, which was one of the battle formations that the Liangshan infantry practiced regularly.

According to Ren Yuan's brother, this thing is called the Mandarin Duck Formation. A complete Mandarin Duck Formation requires about 11-12 people and can be divided into two smaller formations (Mandarin Duck Yin-Yang Formation) or three smaller formations (Mandarin Duck Three Talents Formation) depending on the battlefield situation.

The garrison of Gaotang Prefecture never expected that these Liangshan bandits would change their tactics!

Are you really not the most elite imperial guards of my Great Song Dynasty?

……

The west gate is in grave danger, while Lu Zhishen and Deng Yuanjue are also going all out at the south gate!

They led dozens of strong men, covered their mouths and noses with wet cloths, and once again pushed the battering ram to attack the city gate!

"Brother Wu Song only had one regiment, yet he dared to attack a city gate. We have so many people here; do you think a mere little fire can stop us?"

Lu Zhishen, the former commander of the Western Army, felt as if he had returned to the battlefield of the Western Army at this moment!

Break down the door! Break down the door!

"Boom! Boom!..."

"Are they crazy? How dare they use a battering ram like that?"

On Gao Lian's side, he had initially gained some breathing room by setting fire to the city gates, but how long has it been? The Liangshan army, seemingly unafraid of death, are already ramming the gates again?

"Keep digging! Hurry up! Archers, get on the city walls! As soon as the city walls are breached and anyone tries to enter, fire!"

Of course, Gao Lian was not idle. He mobilized several hundred people and ordered them to immediately dig a pit half a person high and ten feet deep along the semicircle formed by the barricades.

Although it was a bit of a last-minute effort, it could at least hold off the attack after the city was breached, buying more time for the archers on both sides!

On the south gate tower, Wen Wenbao once again picked up a fork and tried to move a ladder a distance away from the city wall!

However, the Liangshan army's offensive is now in full swing, and they are using not only cloud ladders, but also ordinary stairs and even climbing ropes!

In addition, Pang Wanchun would occasionally unleash a barrage of arrows from his men, putting considerable pressure on the city walls.

"General, we can't hold out any longer! Let's retreat!"

A soldier covered in blood rushed over and said to Wen Wenbao.

"Retreat? Where else can we retreat to?"

Wen Wenbao pointed to the area below the city.

"The prefect has burned down the city gates. Do you know what that means? It means there's no other way but to fight to the death!"

"We have nowhere to retreat!"

Pushing aside the soldiers who were already too scared to fight, Wen Wenbao picked up his own spear, rushed to the crenellations of the city wall, peered down, and made a bold decision!

Today, even if I die, I will die a glorious death!

"Bring me a rope!"

Wen Wenbao had the junior officer find a long rope, tied one end firmly to the city wall and the other end to his waist. He then tied a shield to his buttocks, and with a leap, he flipped over the city wall, using the ladder as a slide to slide down the city wall!

"What the heck? What's that?"

Ren Yuan, who was watching the battle from a distance, was dumbfounded. Who was the general guarding Gaotang Prefecture? Was he really that brave?

Wen Wenbao's actions were indeed unexpected. As he slid down the ladder, he knocked over many Liangshan soldiers who were preparing to climb up. Moreover, because of his strange behavior, the Liangshan archers actually forgot to shoot at him!

So Wen Wenbao safely descended from the city wall to the ground, then untied the ropes, brandished his spear, and began to fight the enemy! For a moment, he actually managed to pull off the feat!

"Go back!"

Although Wen Wenbao was not a warrior capable of defeating ten thousand men, he was still quite difficult to deal with for ordinary soldiers. Just as he was having a good time killing, a clear voice rang out in the Liangshan army formation. Then, the Liangshan soldiers in front of Wen Wenbao quickly receded to the sides like a tide, revealing the person in front of him.

"Wang, Wang, Instructor Wang??"

Wen Wenbao was stunned when he saw who it was!

What the hell? What's Wang Jin, the instructor, doing here? Wasn't he supposed to have been killed by Gao Qiu?

Wen Wenbao had also learned marksmanship at the Imperial Guard training camp back then, so how could he not recognize Wang Jin!

Back in the day, the Wang family father and son were the head instructors of the Imperial Guards' spear and staff techniques. Their spear skills were unmatched in the Imperial Guards, making them the undisputed number one spear and staff masters in the Imperial Guards!

"Surrender. Our Liangshan is here for Gao Lian this time. You are a decent general. There is no need for you to risk your life for the Gao family."

Wang Jin was surrounded by Shi Jin's elite troops because, logically speaking, he was not yet ready to return to the battlefield.

"Coach, you never taught me to surrender back then."

Wen Wenbao gave a wry smile.

"I've already lost one brother, and the other one is probably in grave danger too, so what's the point of me surrendering?"

"We each serve our own masters, I don't blame you. Come on, instructor, let me see your marksmanship one last time before I die!"

Wen Wenbao raised the spear in his hand and said to Wang Jin.

"Ugh……"

Wang Jin didn't say much, but sighed and took out his spear.

The Song Dynasty had no shortage of courageous soldiers or courageous junior and middle-ranking officers, but the problem was that the Song Dynasty's upper echelons were a complete mess!

A bad soldier is a bad soldier, and a bad general makes a bad army. The current upper echelons of the Song Dynasty are not worthy of these people!

"Instructor, watch out for your gun!"

Wen Wenbao probably knew he was going to die, so he used all his strength in that last shot!

This is his most powerful shot, a culmination of all his energy and spirit!

This shot was his last move!

"Wen Wenbao entered the camp in the third term of the second year of Chongning. His performance upon leaving the camp was B, lower grade."

"But with this shot, you've improved!"

Wang praised him, his hands moving without stopping, his spear like a dragon. First, he parried and deflected Wen Wenbao's spear, then followed up with a second thrust, aiming straight for his throat!

After Wen Wenbao thrust out his spear with all his might, he was exhausted and had no time to change his position or react.

He felt a blur before his eyes, and then a chill in his throat!

"Cough, cough..."

"Wen Wenbao, after that shot, Yi Shang, you can leave the camp now."

Wang Jin sheathed his spear, looked at Wen Wenbao in front of him, and nodded slightly.

"Boom."

Wen Wenbao fell backward, blood gushing from his throat.

Why is it getting dark? It's just like it was back then.

Hey, Lao Xue, Lao Yu, you haven't left yet?

"Old Wen, hurry up! What are you dawdling for!"

"Hey Lao Wen, you didn't fail the test, did you?"

"Hehe, Lao Xue, Lao Yu, Instructor Wang said I'm a B-level player!"