Chapter 110: Gun and Stick Perfection
As soon as Lu Zhishen finished speaking, everyone looked at Yang Chang, including Qin Ming, the Thunderbolt.

When Han Tao first fought Hu Yanzhuo in Liangshan, he fought with him for twenty rounds, but Han Tao was captured by Yang Chang in one move.

Just a simple horizontal comparison, am I, Qin Ming, not as good as Yang Chang?
Song Jiang had noticed and understood Qin Ming's resentful look.

In terms of closeness, Song Jiang naturally put Qin Ming in front, and since Yang Chang stole his limelight yesterday, he didn't want him to continue to attract attention.

Song Jiang was hesitant and just smiled without saying anything. He hoped that Yang Chang would be tactful.

You are so smart and clever, you should know your own limitations.

But after being recommended publicly by Lu Zhishen, Yang Chang could not show his cowardice for the sake of being smooth.

This fellow said tactfully: "Thanks to Master Lu for his high regard, I can go and give it a try."

"The various strongholds have just joined forces. I hope to win the first battle and not lose. It is not appropriate to just give it a try."

Song Jiang twirled his beard with an embarrassed look on his face, thinking to himself, Brother has already given you a way out, if you don't know what's good for you I will really make you go into battle, and you might as well get captured.

As soon as these words were spoken, before Yang Chang could respond, Wu Song stepped forward first.

He clasped his fists and said proudly: "Master Lu and Envoy Yang have both fought against that fellow, and Wu Er is eager to learn his skills. Brother Gongming, please send me to fight!"

Wu Song had a conversation with Yang Chang last night and heard that Yang Chang had offended Song Jiang before. He was worried that Song Jiang might have a problem with his brother. He did not expect that clues would be revealed when he called the generals today.

Even though Wu Song did not know how to fight on horseback, he stepped forward without hesitation to offer to smooth things over. He wanted to reconcile and repair their relationship, but his good intentions put Song Jiang in a difficult position.

"This"

"elder brother."

Wu Yong saw what Song Jiang was thinking, so he took over the conversation and said, "Hu Yanzhuo is a skilled warrior and a veteran of battles. He cannot be defeated by force, but can be captured by wits."

"Military Advisor, do you have a good plan?"

"Yes, just do this."

After hearing Wu Yong's plan, Song Jiang immediately clapped his hands and smiled happily, waving his hands and praising him, "Great, this is a great plan, my brothers, hurry up and prepare. Later, follow me to the city and give Qingzhou a show of force. Let's go."

"Yes."

"it is good."

After the loud and orderly response, the leaders of each camp walked out of the tent one after another.

Wu Song quickly followed Yang Chang and brought him to a secluded place with few people, where he questioned him in a low voice.

"What's wrong with you? Where is your cleverness from before? Why did you say give it a try when you knew Brother Gongming would object?"

"I watch Master Lu"

"He is just like that. You don't have to join in the fun. If you encounter a situation like the one just now, you can just keep silent. I will come forward to help you out. You must remember this in the future and never steal the show!"

"I can save that."

Seeing Yang Chang's expression of being taught, Wu Song nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand and said, "Let's go, let's go and organize the troops first."

"Ah."

"and many more."

Wu Song suddenly realized something was wrong, and hurriedly stopped Yang Chang and asked, "Brother Gongming is the second leader, and Liangshan also has the leader Chao Tianwang. Could it be that Sanlang is closer to him?"

"No."

Yang Chang shook his head and replied: "But the situation in Liangshan is very complicated. I will discuss it with my brother later."

"Complicated? Okay."

Wu Song became a bandit in Erlong Mountain, and got along well with Lu Zhishen and Yang Zhi. The two of them did not put on airs just because they went to the mountain first. They usually robbed the rich to help the poor and fought against the government. They lived a simple and austere life.

Now after hearing Yang Chang's complicated words, I realized that there are really quite a few Liangshan leaders. Twenty of them came down the mountain this time alone.

After observing yesterday's banquet, Wu Song found that not everyone was close to Song Jiang. Does that mean it's a big world over there?

Lu Zhishen and Yang Zhi both proposed to bring the Erlongshan troops to join Liangshan after this battle. Should I persuade them again?

Later, the troops set out. Wu Song handed over his men to Lu Zhishen for command, and he traveled with Yang Chang, teaching him a lot of martial arts experience on the way.

At about 9:00 p.m., the coalition forces of the four mountains arrived at Qingzhou in full force, and scouts had already rushed on horseback to report to the prefect.

The prefect Murong Yanda was shocked when he heard the news. After discussing with Hu Yanzhuo, he sent him to fight and went up to the city wall to watch the battle.

Hu Yanzhuo took the order and left the city, and formed his battle formation at the moat.

He rode forward a few steps alone, then pointed his iron whip at Song Jiang in the enemy camp and shouted, "You are a bandit who can't be killed or chopped off. You hid in Liangshan before and didn't dare to come out. How dare you invade Dazhou now? Why don't you dismount and surrender immediately?"

"General Huyan, you have lost many soldiers and generals in the battle, how can the court tolerate this? Han and Peng, the two militia leaders, have surrendered, why don't you surrender to Liangshan as well, so as not to implicate the people of Qingzhou."

Song Jiang was good at talking, and Hu Yanzhuo was so angry that his face turned red. He pointed at him and cursed: "Bah, stop talking nonsense and confuse the people. Take a piss and look at yourself. My Huyan family has been generals of the court for generations. How can we associate with bandits like you? If you have the guts, fight me for three hundred rounds!"

"Hu Yanzhuo, stop being so arrogant!"

Hua Rong was furious when he heard this and was about to ride out to fight, but was stopped by Song Jiang.

He turned his head to the right, pointed at Hu Yanzhuo and shouted, "Qin Ming, take the lead!"

"Yes!"

Qin Ming, holding a mace in his hand, rode his horse forward to attack Hu Yanzhuo, thinking that he had to capture this old villain, otherwise his reputation would be affected.

He ran and shouted loudly: "Your crooked officials killed my whole family, today I will make you die with me!"

Murong Yanda recognized Qin Ming, so he held onto the city wall to remind Hu Yanzhuo.

"This guy is a traitor. General Huyan must capture him. I will remember your contribution later!"

"Don't worry, En Xiang, drive!"

Hu Yanzhuo urged his horse to rush towards the flames like a black cloud and fought hard with Qin Ming.

Qin Ming wanted to capture Hu Yanzhuo for Song Jiang to prove his strength to everyone in Liangshan. Hu Yanzhuo wanted to capture Qin Ming for Murong Yanda to atone for his crime and return to the court to report.

Both of them had their own ideas and tried their best to fight, but unfortunately, after fighting for forty or fifty rounds, there was still no winner.

Seeing that Hu Yanzhuo could not win quickly, and seeing that Hua Rong, Lu Zhishen and Yang Zhi were all in Song Jiang's camp, Murong Yanda was worried that the other side would not abide by the moral principles of war and send people to attack from both sides, so he sounded the horn to call back his troops and held his ground without fighting.

Hu Yanzhuo returned to the city to see Murong Yanda. He said with great sorrow that he was about to win, but was interrupted by the sound of a gong in the city. However, he finally acknowledged the other party's concerns.

This group of strong men outside the city is not easy to deal with, and we must call for reinforcements to win.

Murong Yanda asked him to go to the battlefield the next day and protect the messenger who was delivering the message and break out of the siege. Hu Yanzhuo agreed to all of his requests and at the same time sent people to keep an eye on the movements outside the city.

At dusk, a lieutenant in the camp came to report that something had happened on the slope north of the city, and that three riders were standing there to spy on the city.

After listening to the description of the lieutenant, Hu Yanzhuo immediately clapped his hands and his eyes lit up. He was sure that Song Jiang and Wu Yong had studied the tactics on the spot, and he should not refuse the credit that came to him.

In order to take credit for the achievement, he was even more afraid that the man might escape if he arrived too late, so he led a hundred cavalrymen to capture him without asking Murong Yanda for permission.

However, what good things can happen during war?

Hu Yanzhuo left the city with fantasy, and finally fell into the trap set by Wu Yong.

In the morning, Song Jiang came with great momentum to bring psychological pressure to the Qingzhou defenders. Hu Yanzhuo failed in the battle against Qin Ming and became anxious and lost his mind. He then used Song Jiang as bait to tempt him, and sure enough, he was lured out of the city and took the bait.

Take a chance and a bicycle will turn into a motorcycle, take a gamble and a motorcycle will turn into a Land Rover.

The hook is straight and the bait is salty.

Wu Yong took advantage of human greed and easily captured Hu Yanzhuo. Song Jiang then used his eloquence to add another great general to Liangshan.

At night, Song Jiang selected ten leaders to cooperate with Hu Yanzhuo to open the city gate.

Murong Yanda was unaware of the plot, and went down to the city in person to welcome Hu Yanzhuo to show his respect for the wise and humble. Unfortunately, he was hit by Qin Ming's mace as soon as he showed his face.

Without a leader, Qingzhou was destroyed.

Song Jiang led his troops into the city and ordered that only the rebellious defenders should be killed and innocent civilians should not be harmed. However, in the dark Qingzhou City, there was a commotion until midnight.

How could the bandits from the four mountain strongholds obey orders like the government troops?

Some people robbed warehouses and food, some people broke into prisons to save people, and some people killed people for revenge.
Amid the chaos, there was a special person on the battlefield. He seemed aimless, but in fact he had a clear goal.

Because only he can see the strange flashes.

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"Sanlang, what are you doing?"

"Second brother?"

Yang Chang stood up beside a dead soldier. He remembered that Wu Song had led his men to fight, so how could he suddenly appear in front of him? But he did not show any panic, and explained with a smile: "I will follow and see if there are any injured. If the enemy is injured, I will stab them and rescue them."

"Really? You're so kind, but you can also finish off a target?"

Seeing that Wu Song was suspicious and could not be deceived, Yang Chang continued, "My main purpose was to save my own people. This is a habit I developed during the battle in Zhujiazhuang. Brother Gongming knows this. In addition, I also have some selfish motives."

"Selfish?"

"I have never been good at using weapons, so I hope to pick up some on the battlefield."

"The pair of swords obtained from Centipede Ridge"

Wu Song waved the torch and saw one hanging on Yang Chang's waist, but the other one was nowhere to be seen.

"The sword is too light and short, which is disadvantageous in horseback fighting. I will share the pair of swords I got earlier with my wife and keep them for use in foot combat."

"I see. What kind of weapons do you like? I'll keep an eye out for them later."

"Um"

Yang Chang looked at the spear in his hand, not knowing what he wanted, so he said, "It would be better if it was heavier than a gun, but I don't like the mace. I feel like it doesn't have much skill."

"You like tricks too? I can save you the trouble."

Wu Song nodded thoughtfully, then disappeared into the mist with his two iron swords in hand.

Yang Chang was in Qingzhou that night, running around for two hours, and he barely picked up more than 300 corpses, most of which were gun, stick, sword and knife skill experience, as well as a small amount of riding experience.

He thought he had worked in vain, but his gun and stick skills accumulated enough experience to be upgraded.

Name: Yang Chang

Cultivation: Mortal

Fate: Corpse collector

Possessing attributes: Strength of a tiger, suppressing medicine, holding ten thousand with one
Skills: Good hunter, good cook, good horseman, expert in sleight of hand, master farmer, minor skill in boxing and kicking, proficient in swords and knives, perfect in spears and sticks (mastery of man and weapon, rich practical experience, thorough understanding of techniques, the limit of ordinary people)
Possess special skills: Centipede Step, Meteor Crusher, Eye of Insight

Returning to his team's base, Yang Chang leaned against the wall to check the properties, thinking that perfection was the limit of ordinary people.

But there is a group of demon kings and the Qi-refining master Gongsun Sheng on Liangshan Mountain.

I reflect on myself three times a day: I am not strong enough and I still have a long way to go in picking up corpses.

Nearing midnight, dew fell outside the house.

Yang Chang yawned and was about to lie down on the earthen kang in the house for a while, but he heard someone talking outside the house.

"Where is your leader?"

"You were just sitting at the door. You should be resting in the house now."

"Are you asleep? I'll come back tomorrow morning."

When I was leading the troops to fight outside, we had agreed that each of us would stay in our own camps. Why did my second brother come to see me in the middle of the night? Is there something important?

Yang Chang immediately sat up and responded loudly: "Second brother, I'm not asleep yet, come in!"

"Well."

As Wu Song finished speaking, there was a creaking sound and the wooden door was pushed open.

His tall and broad body seemed to fill the entire door frame.

When Yang Chang got up from the ground, he could vaguely see in the light of the torch outside the house that Wu Song was carrying a weapon on his shoulder, which looked like Lu Zhishen's Zen stick.

Hmm? Why is my second brother carrying his Zen stick?

"Second brother, this is you."

"Where's the light? Turn it on quickly."

"Oh"

Yang Chang found the oil lamp on the table and asked his men to light it at the door.

Looking back, he saw Wu Song holding a weapon and said seriously, "Sanlang said he wanted a long-handled heavy weapon. I searched all night and found this. Come and see if it's suitable?"

"Ah? My second brother got it from Master Lu."

Yang Chang's questioning came to an abrupt end because he discovered that the protruding axe-shaped shovel handle on the other end of the crescent-shaped Zen stick was gone, leaving only the metal-wrapped stick head.

Am I dazzled? Or am I dreaming?

"What happened to Saburo?"

"Brother, this weapon is..."

"I didn't know what it was at first, so I just asked Master Lu. This thing is called a Crescent Borer, also known as an Ox Horn Borer. It can be used for chopping, slashing, and stabbing. It weighs nearly 20 kilograms. Sanlang can use it to replace his spear."

"Crescent bore?"

Yang Chang took it in his hand and weighed it. Ten pounds was easy for [One Tiger's Strength], but the castrated version of the water-grinded Zen staff looked too ugly, so he still made excuses and shook his head, "This is still a little light, second brother, don't worry, I can slowly look for it."

"Still light?"

Wu Song was surprised at first, then he nodded calmly and agreed, "That's right, Sanlang is born with supernatural strength, so using ten pounds is indeed too light. First, confirm what weapon you want, and then learn from Master Lu and find someone to fight directly."

"I just don't know, so I'm looking for it on the battlefield."

"How can that be possible? Without a suitable weapon, I will be at a disadvantage on the battlefield. I used to use my fists and feet, but after getting the pair of swords, I have been practicing every day, and now I am barely able to master them."

“But I really do.”

Yang Chang's real intention was not to drink, but to find a reasonable excuse to pick up the corpse, but Wu Song took it very seriously.

"It doesn't matter if you have no intention. I'll go ask Master Lu and Yang Zhishi. They both come from the military and must be familiar with all kinds of weapons. They will definitely choose one that Sanlang likes. I'm leaving now."

"Take care, second brother."

Wu Song was more enthusiastic than he had been in Yanggu, which made Yang Chang a little flattered, but he had no way to refuse his kindness.

The next day, Song Jiang held a banquet at the prefectural government office and took advantage of his victory to invite the three mountain leaders to join his gang.

When Wu Song heard about the complicated situation in Liangshan that day, he wanted to remind Lu Zhishen and Yang Zhi to be cautious, but considering that Yang Chang was also in Liangshan, he needed to take care of his sworn brother, so he did not do such a superfluous thing.

On the way back to Liangshan, Wu Song brought Lu Zhishen and Yang Zhi to Yang Chang for advice, saying that both the halberd and the tong could be considered as key weapons.

Moreover, the more complex and heavier the two weapons are, the higher the skills required. If you don’t use them well, they will become just showpieces.

Yang Chang instantly thought of the Fang Tian Hua Ji and the Feng Chi Jin Ding Halberd. These two things seemed to be very cool to use. He was now at the [Perfect Spear and Stick] level and thought that he would never show off again.

The weight of Lu Bu's Fang Tian Hua Ji was reasonable, but Yuwen Chengdu's Feng Chi Gilded Halberd weighed more than 200 kilograms. Yang Chang thought that even if he could lift it, the dismounted horse might not be able to bear it.

Well, anyway, let’s go back to the mountain to find Tang Long and establish a good relationship with him first.

(End of this chapter)