You are the reincarnation of Wen Yuan; Dark Night Attack on the Chen Family

Chapter 92 You are the reincarnation of Wen Yuan; Dark Night Attack on the Chen Family

Zhang Wenyuan stared blankly at Song Jiang's retreating figure, his face filled with anger. This dark-skinned, short man was inferior to him in both appearance and talent. Zhang Wenyuan was proficient in playing various musical instruments, yet everyone admired him, while they looked down on him. What did he lack compared to this dark-skinned, short man? Why did everyone respect and treat him with such courtesy? If Song Jiang didn't die, Zhang Wenyuan would never rise to a higher position and would always be overshadowed by him.

Before Song Jiang even stepped out the door, he suddenly turned around and looked at Zhang Wenyuan. Zhang Wenyuan quickly changed his expression, reverting to his usual handsome and sunny demeanor.

Song Jiang walked up to Zhang Wenyuan and said, "I almost forgot something, Wenyuan, I need your help this time."

Zhang Wenyuan was taken aback and asked, "How can I help Clerk Song?"

Song Jiang whispered something in Zhang Wenyuan's ear, and Zhang Wenyuan's face lit up with joy as he nodded repeatedly.

Finally, Song Jiang added, "I've always thought you were the reincarnation of Zhang Wenyuan from the Three Kingdoms period. In your previous life, you were able to awe Xiaoyao Ford and defeat Sun Quan's army of 100,000, making Jiangdong tremble with fear. In this life, I think it's only natural that you can intimidate these cowardly bandits. I hope you can reproduce the glory of your previous life. At that time, not only Yuncheng, but even the officials of the Jizhou government will look up to you."

After hearing these words, Zhang Wenyuan was deeply moved, as if everything was so reasonable and so real.

Finally, Song Jiang patted Zhang Wenyuan and said, "With Captain Wu protecting you, you'll be fine. I'm going to the blacksmith shop now, and we'll discuss some things when I get back." Before Zhang Wenyuan could even speak, Song Jiang took his leave, and no one saw the playful smile on his face.

Five days later, one morning, Song Jiang had just gotten up at his temporary lodging when a figure appeared at the door and gently knocked. Song Jiang knew it was one of "Shadowless's" brothers and said, "Come in."

A man with an extremely ordinary appearance walked in, bowed, and said, "Reporting to my brother, five hundred men from Qingyun Mountain have infiltrated Yuncheng County. Tonight at midnight, they will rob the Chen family and the county government office."

Song Jiang nodded and said, "I understand. You may leave now, but be careful not to let anyone discover your whereabouts."

The "Shadowless" person bowed and quickly left the room.

At midnight, a large group of men in black, carrying steel knives, arrived at the Chen family's gate. Upon closer inspection, there were as many as three hundred people. One of the men in black sensed something was wrong because the place was unusually quiet.

The Chen family remained completely silent. Reflecting on the journey to the Chen family home, the streets of Yuncheng were deserted, every house was locked, and not a single light could be seen. This was highly unusual, and a sense of unease crept in. He spoke up, "Brother, could this be a trap? The silence on the way here is abnormal. Could it be a scheme by these good-for-nothings?"

The leader of the small group thought for a moment and then said, "Send a hundred men to the back gate of the Chen family and wait for my message before entering together. Leave fifty brothers at the main gate in case of an ambush. Once inside, remember, don't leave a single survivor. After killing them, burn everything to the ground. Let these filthy bastards know how powerful Qingyun Mountain is."

The young leader remembered Di Lei's instructions before he left: leave no one from the Chen family alive.

He had never seen Di Lei so angry, especially since only one of the three men who went down the mountain returned, and not only did they not bring back anything, but their brother-in-law was also detained by the city's people.

I can't remember the last time Qingyun Mountain suffered such a huge loss. People who showed such disrespect to Qingyun Mountain... Thinking back, it seems like it was a few years ago. Back then, a wealthy family in a neighboring county was extremely disrespectful. Needless to say, the outcome was that they stormed the county town, and the bodies of the entire wealthy family were eventually dumped in a mass grave and devoured by wolves and crows. All their property was burned, causing this family to disappear from the world forever.

Qingyun Mountain does value money and provisions, but what it values ​​even more is whether this family knows how to appreciate its kindness, which has caused Qingyun Mountain to lose face. If they honestly give money, perhaps Qingyun Mountain can help them solve some problems that cannot be solved openly in the future. But if they refuse Qingyun Mountain's request, then Qingyun Mountain will not give them any face, not even the Heavenly King himself. There are only three words: wait to die. Even if they don't get a single penny, Qingyun Mountain will make sure that their entire family is wiped out.

The henchmen who had returned to the mountain recounted the entire incident that had occurred in Yuncheng. After listening, Di Lei did not get angry; instead, a wicked smile appeared on his face. Those who did not know him would not think anything of it, but those who knew him well knew that this was an expression that Di Lei only showed when he was extremely angry. They thought to themselves that Yuncheng was probably going to suffer this time.

Pulling himself out of his thoughts, the minor leader waved his hand, and another minor leader led a hundred men, quietly moving towards the back door.

The man in black who spoke first was meticulous and perceptive. His natural alertness led him to glance at the endless darkness, where there was indeed no one. Suppressing his doubts, he continued, "Something is definitely unusual. Perhaps I should stay at the entrance; I can provide backup if needed!"

The leader felt the man was being overly nervous, but knew he was doing it for his own good, so he nodded and said, "If anything is wrong, give the signal immediately and we'll retreat. Pass the word down, and in half a cup of tea's time, we'll storm the Chen family together."

After a short while, one of the people in the group uttered the call of a nightingale. Soon, a nightingale's call echoed back, a response from the people at the back door who had heard the signal.

"Go!" the junior leader shouted, waving his hand.

Bang, bang, bang! A group of people formed a line and rammed the gate.

The gate, unable to withstand the weight, soon opened its arms to welcome them in.

Upon entering the Chen family residence, they found the main hall brightly lit. A servant, who had just stepped out of the hall, saw the menacing Qingyun Mountain group and his face was filled with terror.

The young leader was puzzled. There was no light outside, so why was the hall so brightly lit?

The servants rushed into the hall, shouting, "Thief! Thief!"

The foreman naturally noticed the servant's panic. Seeing the servant's fear of death, the foreman turned to the others and said, "Let's finish this quickly. We need to meet another group at the city gate later. We can't afford to fall behind them."

His men, unable to contain themselves any longer, raised their knives and rushed into the hall.

Suddenly, all the lights in the hall went out. The little leader felt even more disdain. He thought the boy was a coward. He wondered how someone with such courage dared to disobey Qingyun Mountain. He said, "Hurry up."

Boom! A loud noise rang out. Before the little leader could react, there was a series of hissing sounds, followed by screams.

The leader was startled; something seemed wrong. The voice clearly came from one of his own men.

A shout rang out from the crowd: "There's a trap ahead!"

Previously, because the lights in the hall had suddenly gone out, the little leader couldn't see what was happening in front of him. Now, the hall suddenly came back on, and the little leader's eyes blurred for a moment. The hall door opened, and ten archers and one man came out. The man shouted, "Fire!"

"Whoosh," "whoosh," "whoosh," ten arrows came flying at them, piercing their bodies, and everyone immediately screamed in agony.

After the ten archers finished shooting their arrows, they entered the hall, and another ten archers came out, unleashing another volley of arrows.

Seeing his wailing companions, the little leader knew exactly what had happened. Before him lay a pit six meters long and five meters wide, filled with sharpened wooden spikes.

In fact, as long as you react quickly, people who fall into traps at the beginning will usually become more alert and won't fall into them again.

The problem was that, at the beginning, when the lights in the hall suddenly went out and darkness descended, he had ordered his men to charge quickly. In the dark, they couldn't see anything ahead, and because there were too many of his men, the men who fell into the pit hadn't even realized what was happening when the men behind them knocked the men in front of them into the pit, and then another round of arrows followed. As a result, his side suffered heavy losses.

The person who set this trap is truly terrifying.

First, have a servant feign panic to lull him into complacency and arrogance. Then, when the lights are on, extinguish them. This will plunge him into darkness, making it harder to spot the trap and making him think they are afraid.

They charged forward but fell into a trap. Instead of fighting them head-on, they shot arrows at them. This guy is too vicious.

Seeing his men suffer heavy casualties, with at least half falling into the trap, and the ten-man rotation of archers filling the gaps in the reloading time to the greatest extent, the pit in front of him was like an insurmountable chasm. If he wanted to lead his men to kill these archers, it would be difficult. The archers did not stop, shooting at his men in rounds of ten, and screams came from the rear, guessing that the people at the back gate had suffered the same fate.

The only option at present is to retreat temporarily.

The leader made a quick decision and shouted, "Follow me!" He then swiftly moved towards the main gate.

At the gate, the man who had spoken first saw the young leader's disheveled appearance and, after noticing the dwindling number of men remaining, asked, "I heard screams coming from inside, but I don't know why you're in such a sorry state, brother?"

Though the words were harsh, they were the truth. The junior leader said painfully, "Xu Guang, I regret not listening to you. The Chen family had laid an ambush, and my brothers suffered heavy casualties."

Given the urgency of the situation, Xu Guang didn't press for details and could only say, "Our top priority is to leave as soon as possible, otherwise we'll definitely be ambushed again."

The leader nodded and said, "I'll do whatever you say now. Which road do you want to take?"

Xu Guang thought for a moment and said, "It was unusually quiet when we came up from below. I have a feeling something is wrong. Let's go up now and then take a detour to get out."

The leader glanced around. Including the fifty men with Xu Guang, he only had eighty men left. One hundred and seventy brothers were trapped here, a loss he had never experienced before. He really wanted to go back and fight them to the death, but he thought he couldn't act rashly. He gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go."

A gust of wind blew by, and a few fallen leaves were unwillingly swept up and floated on the dark street, looking particularly strange.

More than a hundred men walked down the street, but not one of them spoke. The young leader was filled with remorse. These brothers had followed him for a long time, but he never expected that so many of them would be lost in Dancheng. This was a humiliation he had never experienced before.

Suddenly, Xu Guang stopped in his tracks, and the junior leader hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What happened?"

Liu Ji shook his head and said, "Something doesn't feel right. The truth is revealed in the falsehood, and the falsehood in the truth. Since our opponent anticipated our night raid on the Chen residence, they must have also calculated that we would take the upper route. It seems that the lower route is safer, and there must be a trap on the upper route. It was my oversight."

The little leader didn't know what to say. The street was about to end; just around the corner, he could leave this damned place.

Xu Guang suddenly spoke up, "Be careful." Before several people could react, arrows had already struck them, and they fell to the ground moments later. Their eyes were unfocused, as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing. They looked at the arrows that had suddenly appeared on their bodies with great resentment, and slowly closed their eyes.

The junior leader, his face contorted with grief and indignation, shouted, "There's an ambush! Retreat!"

Just then, countless "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" sounds attacked from in front and behind, and many people fell to the ground, hit by arrows. On the roof, figures slowly appeared, one of whom laughed and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time. Put down your weapons and surrender immediately, and you can avoid death." It was none other than Zhu Tong.

Seeing that they were stuck in a dilemma, the leader's face was filled with resentment. But then Xu Guang shouted, "Follow me and charge forward! Once we cross the street corner, they definitely won't be lying in ambush." ​​Xu Guang himself didn't believe this, but if he didn't give his brothers confidence in the current situation, their morale would drop and they would all be captured in one fell swoop!

The leader's eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Charge together! I'll cover the rear!"

The morale of the crowd, who had originally intended to surrender, rose slightly, and they immediately followed Xu Guang and charged forward. Seeing this, Zhu Tong ordered, "Fire the arrows!"

Xu Guangchong was at the forefront, followed closely by those who hadn't been hit by arrows and were close to Liu Ji. The small leader fell to the ground after being hit in the foot by an arrow, shouting, "Take the brothers out of here! We must return to Qingyun Mountain!"

The group kept moving forward and finally escaped the ambush. Xu Guang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Let's keep going. Don't stop. We must get out of here and tell the chief about Yuncheng."

Everyone was exhausted and their speed slowed down slightly, but they dared not relax for a moment. Suddenly, Xu Guang felt a pain in his foot, as if something had pierced the sole of his foot, and he fell forward. The people behind him also swayed left and right and fell to the ground. When they fell to the ground, Liu Ji felt something pierce his body and was in excruciating pain. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the ground in front of him was densely covered with triangular spikes. It was these little things that had pierced the sole of his foot and made him unable to stand.

Xu Guang collapsed to the ground and sighed. Although his body ached, what did the physical pain matter compared to the overwhelming grief in his heart?

Ever since I entered Yuncheng, it seems that every move I make has been calculated against me. Before, at the Chen family, it was obvious that they were just waiting for them to come to their door so they could be caught and beaten.

Clearly, the Chen family's opponents did not intend to wipe them out in one fell swoop. Of course, it was impossible to wipe them out in one fell swoop at that time. If they only used arrows to kill them, they could definitely escape. But if they sent people to chase them, they would fight to the death and charge forward, and they would also suffer casualties.