Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

"Is it okay if we eat like this?"

Hu Yanzhuo watched his subordinates eating heartily, then turned to Yuan Lang and asked.

"Of course, as long as you don't pick up the bowl to eat and then smash it after you finish eating."

Yuan Lang laughed loudly.

"That won't happen."

Huyan Zhuo also smiled.

“My Runing Iron Cavalry are not that kind of people.”

"I trust the steward's character. However, steward, the fact that the Huyan family and Liangshan are allies will be known to all the brothers after this incident. Steward, you still need to be careful, as too many people will have too many opinions."

Yuan Lang wasn't actually worried about the problems on Liangshan, because there were many people on Liangshan vying to join the mountain and taking pride in becoming part of the Liangshan army.

But the situation with the Runing Heavy Cavalry is less certain. Although Huyan Zhuo has been their commander for many years, it's hard to say whether these people are willing to become allies with Liangshan, or whether any of them want to inform the court in exchange for wealth and honor.

"Does Chief Yuan not trust my ability to manage my subordinates?"

Hu Yanzhuo naturally understood the hidden meaning in Yuan Lang's words.

"I can assure Chief Yuan that there is absolutely no one among my Runing Heavy Cavalry who would betray us!"

Hu Yanzhuo's attitude was serious, and Yuan Lang nodded in agreement.

What he was really thinking was: It doesn't matter if it happens, at worst Huyan Zhuo will be captured, and then Liangshan will definitely rescue you.

Of course, it would be even better if it didn't have to be so complicated.

"I see that Chief Yuan is also using dual weapons?"

While Yuan Lang was deep in thought, Hu Yanzhuo suddenly spoke.

"That's right, these two water-polished steel maces of mine weigh fifteen jin in the left hand and sixteen jin in the right hand."

Yuan Lang drew his weapons and clashed them together, producing a crisp sound.

“Perfect timing. I also use two whips. In the army, I was given the nickname ‘double whips.’ These two water-polished octagonal steel whips weigh twelve jin in my left hand and thirteen jin in my right.”

Huyan Zhuo also drew his weapon, and they clashed together.

Honestly, anyone who can wield whips, maces, hammers, and halberds is a real tough guy. If they can dual-wield them, they're even tougher!

Look at these top dual-wielding generals: Huyan Zhuo with double whips, Yuan Lang with double maces, and Feng Tai with double maces—each one is a fierce warrior!

"Chief Yuan, it's fate that we met. I wonder if I would have the honor of experiencing Chief Yuan's double-handed strike?"

Huyan Zhuo was also delighted to have encountered a dual-wielding warrior.

"The steward's double whips are famous throughout the land. Yuan Lang's country-style skills are naturally not as good as the steward's."

Yuan Lang was very modest and did not agree directly. Instead, he first praised Hu Yanzhuo.

"However, those who practice martial arts should be brave and diligent, so Yuan Lang dares to challenge the chief steward to teach him the best whip in the world!"

"it is good!"

Hu Yanzhuo was waiting for Yuan Lang to say those words!

"To be able to command an army known for its constant victories in the talent-rich Liangshan, I have high expectations for Chief Yuan's abilities!"

The two immediately spurred their horses and retreated, then drew their weapons, ready to fight!

"Wait, don't eat yet! Why are the general and that guy over there about to start a fight? Are we still going to fight?"

A young soldier from the Runing Iron Cavalry was enjoying his meal when he suddenly looked up and saw Huyan Zhuo and Yuan Lang facing each other on horseback. He immediately tensed up again.

"Eat your food. Didn't you see the lieutenant didn't move? It's just a normal sparring match."

The veteran next to him looked up, then immediately went back to eating.

"Are you really, really okay?"

The young soldier was still somewhat worried.

"Just eat. If something really happens, it'll be us old guys who go first, not you."

The veterans patted the young soldier on the back. "This silly kid, all he thinks about is fighting all day long. He's still too young. He should be thinking about how to survive!"

After separating themselves to a distance, Yuan Lang and Hu Yanzhuo each raised their weapons, spurred their horses, and charged at each other!

"Qiang!"

The first clash between the clapper and the whip! The clang of metal resounded throughout the arena.

"Good strength!"

During their first test, the two recognized each other's extraordinary qualities!

The four arms are intertwined, and the double claws and double whips collide back and forth!

Even their horses, Snowy Blackie and Curly Yellow, were biting and kicking each other!

The two men were locked in a fierce battle, circling and maneuvering around each other!

"Ping ping ping ping..."

The clanging of their weapons never stopped once they started sparring! For a while, the people watching them were completely mesmerized!

"Hey, how many rounds have we been going for?"

Hu Yansheng and Hu Yantong had not eaten anything yet; they were keeping watch over Hu Yanzhuo.

This was also the Huyan family's attitude towards managing their army: the commander-in-chief would not eat until the soldiers had finished eating.

So the two of them kept their eyes fixed on their uncle.

They had assumed that their uncle's "Number One Whip Under Heaven" would be able to deal with the Liangshan leader in a short time.

After all, although they are allies, the bloodline of the Huyan family is filled with pride.

But unexpectedly, my uncle, who was always invincible, actually got caught up in this kind of entanglement!

"I'm not sure, but I think it's been seventy or eighty rounds."

Hu Yantong gripped his spear tightly, feeling an urge to rush out and help his uncle.

But he knew that his uncle would definitely not allow him to do so.

"Liangshan is really powerful. I heard that the last time they went to our Pinghai Army camp, they were evenly matched with my great-grandfather."

Hu Yansheng also had a serious expression. Yuan Lang was not the number one general of Liangshan, yet he was already on par with his uncle. Fortunately, they were not really here to attack Liangshan this time, otherwise, how could they fight?

"That was great! Brother Yuan Lang! Can we do it again?"

At this moment, Hu Yanzhuo and Yuan Lang suddenly clashed weapons and began to wrestle!

"If it's possible, Chief Steward Huyan, of course I have no problem with it!"

Yuan Lang hadn't encountered such a worthy opponent in a long time. The Liangshan brothers would only spar briefly, but when he fought Hu Yanzhuo just now, although it might have started as a friendly exchange, after thirty or forty rounds, both sides were really fighting!

Hu Yanzhuo previously thought that Liangshan had allied with his Hu Yan family because they were interested in the Hu Yan family's martial prowess. However, he never expected that a mere infantry leader from Liangshan would be on par with him!

Yuan Lang felt that as the commander of the Ever-Victorious Corps, he should not take action lightly, and when he did, he should win. However, he did not expect that the ally who came was actually evenly matched with him!

Their competitive spirit drove them to unleash their true abilities just now!

As the fight went on, they actually found themselves enjoying it more and more! They even developed a mutual respect for each other!

"General, you are mighty! General, you are mighty!!"

"Command, invincible! Command, invincible!"

"The Iron Cavalry of Runing! Their momentum is like thunder!"

"Victory! Victory! Victory!"

Both teams then joined in, cheering on their commanders!

Moreover, both sides have now entered a situation where they are competing to see who can shout the loudest, and neither side is willing to lose in terms of momentum!

"Qiang!!"

Another heavy clang of weapons clashing rang out. The two men's horses, unable to withstand the immense force, staggered back a few steps, briefly halting the battle.

How many rounds have we had?

Hu Yanzhuo's chest heaved as he asked.

"One hundred and forty rounds, how about it, Steward Huyan? Would you like to play again?"

Yuan Lang took a few deep breaths and answered loudly.

"Tell me first, where would you rank in Liangshan with your skills?"

"Hehe, there are more than a dozen like me on Liangshan!"