msmithbooks Chapter 413 Wang Shichong Comes to Disrupt the Situation
Chapter 413 Wang Shichong Comes to Disrupt the Situation
"With your words, brother, I can rest assured."
Yang Lin stroked his white beard, his previous worries gone.
He trusted his old brother, Yang Yichen, who had fought all his life and had seen all sorts of things.
He said that if the formation couldn't be broken, then it definitely couldn't be broken.
This time, Qin Qiong has no way to escape.
On the enemy's front line, Qin Qiong looked unwell, his brows furrowed in a knot.
The formation was so ingenious, with layers upon layers and interlocking links, that no one on their side could understand it.
If Xu Maogong were still alive, with his shrewd wisdom, he might still be able to fight and see through some of the tricks of the trade.
Unfortunately, Xu Maogong was already dead, killed by Lü Xiao.
"What kind of formation breaking is this? With my eight-sided hammer and coiled dragon staff, I'll smash them to their knees!"
Tuoba Lang Sima's face was full of disdain, and a sneer of contempt hung on the corner of his mouth.
The people of the Central Plains are just incompetent. When they can't win, they resort to these convoluted formations, all flashy and useless.
Have you ever heard of one force overcoming all laws?
Even on this day, he could still smash a hole in it.
"Brother Tuoba, don't be anxious."
Qin Qiong quickly stopped the irritable Tuoba Lang Sima, his tone tinged with helplessness.
During the years he served as Yang Lin's adopted son in Dengzhou, he had seen Yang Lin's treasure trove.
It contains a complete collection of martial arts techniques, formations, and military books, some of which are unique copies that cannot be found elsewhere.
The array was so intricate that he felt dizzy and disoriented after just one glance, completely unable to grasp its intricacies.
Yang Yichen and Yang Lin are both seasoned veterans, skilled in battle formations, and should not be underestimated.
"Then I'll do as you say. Anyway, I'll eat your food and drink your water."
Tuoba Lang Sima shrugged indifferently, hung the octagonal hammer on the saddle, crossed his arms, and looked like it was none of his business.
The emperor isn't worried, but the eunuch is?
Anyway, it's not like we're the ones being attacked, so even if Qin Qiong can't outlast Yang Lin...
At worst, he could simply pack up and return to the north, where he could continue his life, eating meat and drinking wine as before.
He's just going through the motions in the murky waters of the Central Plains.
"Traitor, why aren't you saying anything!"
"Weren't you here to avenge your father? Well then, come on!"
Xue Liang continued to curse at the front lines as always, his voice hoarse and his spittle flying everywhere, without even taking a breath.
If Qin Qiong dares to charge over, he can simply retreat back into his formation.
With the bronze flag formation blocking his way, what is he afraid of?
Invincible, he's invincible!
"Old man Yang Lin, don't be so arrogant. What can't I break through a mere formation?"
Qin Qiong's face was ashen, the veins bulging on his hands gripping the reins. He gritted his teeth and shouted, each word distinct, "Tomorrow, I will break your formation!"
After saying this, he led his troops back to his camp, the sound of hooves pounding and dust billowing.
Upon returning to camp, Qin Qiong immediately summoned his men to discuss how to break the bronze flag formation.
The large tent was packed with people, with civil and military officials standing in full force.
But when he asked about the method to break the formation, the tent fell into a deathly silence.
"What is a formation?"
"The Bronze Flag Formation, why not call it the Gold Flag Formation or the Silver Flag Formation?"
"Who cares about the formation? Just charge in and kill! Why think so much?"
Listening to the cacophony of voices, Qin Qiong was nearly driven mad with anger.
So, out of all the people under his command, a whole bunch of civil and military officials, not one of them could understand the formation?
This rabble can't even figure out the basics of the formation, how can they possibly break it?
"What a pity. If Liu Heita were here, perhaps he could have found a solution."
One of Dou Jiande's former generals sighed and spoke.
Qin Qiong shook his head upon hearing this.
It's still Liu Heita.
This guy was never on good terms with me, and after he rebelled against Dou Jiande, he disappeared without a trace. No one knows whether he is dead or alive.
You might as well hope a sow can fly if you rely on him.
"Heavenly King".
Just then, a messenger rushed into the tent, panting as he reported the news.
"A man named Wang Shichong led a Taoist priest and a Buddhist monk here, claiming he could help you break the Sui army's formation!"
Upon hearing about this pairing of three, the people in the tent looked at each other and shook their heads.
A monk, a Taoist priest, and an unknown Wang Shichong—what kind of combination is this?
Opera troupes are more reliable than them.
These three people dare to say they can break the Bronze Banner Formation?
Qin Qiong had no time to think at this point and could only try anything as a last resort.
He waved his hand, indicating that the person should be invited in.
It's better for someone to come than for no one to come. What if we just stumble upon a lucky find?
A moment later, the three entered the main tent.
"I am Jiang Feixiong, also known as the Iron-Crowned Taoist."
"This humble monk is Gai Shixiong, also known as the Flying Cymbal Zen Master."
The monk and the Taoist priest introduced themselves first, one on the left and one on the right, a monk and a Taoist priest, quite neatly arranged.
"I am Wang Shichong, neither a hermit nor a chivalrous hero."
The third person stepped out of the queue, bowed respectfully, and introduced himself.
He was wearing a slightly worn brocade robe with a leather belt around his waist, and had a square face.
His brows revealed a shrewd and capable air, quite different from the otherworldly demeanor of the monk and Taoist beside him.
"I came here to do my part after hearing that the Heavenly King was in trouble."
These words are neither sentimental nor exaggerated; they are simply honest and down-to-earth, making them more pleasant to hear than those who spout grand pronouncements.
"Thank you all for coming to help us in our efforts to overthrow the tyrannical Sui Dynasty!"
Qin Qiong stood up from his seat, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, and returned the greeting solemnly.
He looked around the tent, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the three people, a complex emotion welling up inside him that he couldn't quite put his finger on.
It seems his reputation isn't as bad as people imagine. Even though everyone is cursing him for betraying his master and killing his uncle for personal gain, there are still truly capable people willing to come and rely on him.
In this world, it is ultimately the victor who takes all.
As long as he wins, wins against Yang Lin, wins against Lü Xiao, and wins against the Sui Dynasty.
How history records him is up to him, isn't it up to him to decide?
The Taoist priest didn't say much. He took a long sword from his waist, squatted down, and gestured on the muddy ground inside the tent.
The sword tip sliced through the soil, leaving clear, straight, and orderly marks.
He gestured as he spoke, his pace neither too fast nor too slow, yet every word was clear.
"Your Majesty, to make a long story short."
The formation Yang Lin set up was the Copper Flag Formation, which was not an unbreakable formation.
He used the tip of his sword to draw a square outline on the ground, and then drew several lines in the middle to distinguish the inside from the outside and left from right.
The people inside the tent crowded around, craning their necks to look down.
"Simply send two generals to break through their core and key points, then send four more generals into the Four Directions Formation. With eight generals attacking the eight gates, the formation can be broken."
In just a few words, only a few dozen words, he explained the internal and external structure of the Copper Flag Formation and the method to break it.
The generals in the tent were initially completely bewildered and didn't even understand what a formation was.
At this moment, my mind was exceptionally clear, as if it had been washed with clean water.