Nan Murong

I barely slept all night, spending the rest of the night talking with Shen Qingfeng and the others about the sorrows of separation. Before I knew
it, dawn had broken. I immediately rushed to find Kang Yong. Kang Yong and Shen Hanyang were sitting opposite each other, looking distressed. After exchanging greetings, Kang Yong immediately asked me, "Young Master Yu, why did you bring such a large group of men? These men are strong and well-equipped; they don't seem like ordinary people."
I felt a little smug and recounted the whole story. The two of them listened with great delight. After a long pause, Shen Hanyang gave a thumbs-up: "Incredible! Young Master Yu, you started from scratch in these chaotic times. I truly admire you. Feng'er and Yi'er are so lucky to have such a young hero like you."
I dared not be disrespectful to the two girls' master, so I quickly stood up and bowed: "Master Shen, you flatter me too much. I was just lucky, truly fortunate. Before you approved, I had already secretly pledged my life to Qingfeng and Keyi, and I was quite apprehensive. Your praise is undeserved."
Shen Hanyang smiled slightly: "My business here is small, and life is hard. Even I, the head of the household, have to farm for myself these days. I always felt I was letting my disciples down. Now that they have found a good place... " "I'm overjoyed..." he said, his expression somber. "We are all Han Chinese. To say something that would disgrace our ancestors, the Song Dynasty abandoned us over a hundred years ago. We Han Chinese here have all wholeheartedly become subjects of the Jin Dynasty. My ancestor was even a leader of the Eight-Character Army! Now that the Mongols have invaded, they treat us Han Chinese like pigs and dogs, and the slaughter has reached its most brutal point. When Lord Kang came and mentioned the idea of submitting, we were all extremely willing. We only regret that we have no merit to offer. However, since Young Master Yu has come, this trip is originally for your leadership. The hundreds of disciples of our Ancient Sword Village will all obey Young Master Yu's orders without any further objections."
I quickly declined again, but Kang Yong, seeing us being so polite, became very impatient. He tugged at me, saying, "Young Master Yu, the situation is far from optimistic. We're waiting for your advice."
I was a little surprised, "What is it now?" Kang Yong shook his head, "Although I've arrived at the border, I haven't heard from you, and I don't know how to get back to report, so I've been delayed here. The area around Luoyang is in chaos, and we're living in constant fear. A few days ago, a group of men sent word that they wanted to collect grain, saying they were Jin soldiers who had surrendered to the Mongols, probably around two thousand strong. We do have some grain in the fortress, and we've harvested all the tender wheat seedlings in the fields overnight to prevent them from ruining them. But they're coming again soon, led by Guo Ping, the son of the former Duke of Jinyang of the Jin Kingdom. He somehow found out that Master Shen has two beautiful disciples and specifically wants to offer them up. They'll be here in a few days, and we're really worried about this."
Damn it, are they trying to steal my woman? I was instantly enraged. Duke Guo Wenzhen of Jinyang was one of the nine princes of the former Jin Kingdom's Hebei region. He had led troops to resist the Mongol invasion in Hedong and Shanxi, but was killed in battle. His remaining troops were driven across the Yellow River. I never expected my son to be so incompetent, actually surrendering. His two thousand men are probably battle-hardened and difficult to deal with. However, I've long since overcome my fear of everything; I'll meet force with force and water with water.
With that thought cleared, I turned to Kang Yong and asked seriously, "Are your ships still there? How many men do you have?"
Kang Yong was taken aback, then replied, "The ships are hidden in the river's inlets. We built a small dock, drained it, and it'll be ready to use once we put it back in. I have about thirty men left; that's more than enough if we need ships."
I curled one finger and smiled, "Since you and Master Shen both want me to make the decision, I won't be so polite. These two thousand enemies aren't a big deal to me right now. " Although they outnumber us, they're probably already out of food. The Mongols themselves aren't even fed, how could they possibly care about us? They probably wouldn't dare tell the Mongols about this situation, otherwise the Mongols would get all the spoils. These exhausted, starving soldiers, with our fortified position and over five hundred men, what are we afraid of? We have a thousand ways to make them suffer a horrible death. How to suppress the news afterward is a more troublesome matter… but that's not our priority right now, Lao Kang. This is the first thing I need to tell you. "Hurry back to Jiangnan by waterway! I'll write a letter to my father explaining the situation here. As long as there's a steady supply of food and military provisions by water, we can establish a foothold here!"
I then curled up my second finger: "The second matter I need to ask of you, Master Shen, is that your family's members be reorganized quickly! Only after unifying commands can we talk about fighting. After reorganization, your family's members will naturally still be under your command, Master Shen. As for the women and children of your village, they should be brought back to the main base at Tiger Fortress after this battle. We can't be distracted right now; we can return later." "Coming here is extremely convenient. We cannot abandon Gujianwu; its strategic location is excellent, a crucial link between Bian and Luo! The Songshan Mountains behind it offer ample room for maneuver."
I smiled, bending my last finger, "The third matter can be discussed later. We have enough strength; we must do our utmost to support Qiangshen. The longer he delays the Mongols in Luoyang, the more time we have to catch our breath."
Seeing that I had grasped the situation so clearly upon arriving, they were both extremely impressed. Little did they know, I had mentally reviewed the situation in Zhongjing Prefecture dozens of times on the way here, constantly sending out scouts to gather intelligence. That's why I could speak so confidently with them now.
My current overall strategy for this period is to avoid the Mongols, focus on integrating and incorporating the civilian armed forces of various fortified villages in the Central Plains, attack the defeated and surrendered Jin troops, and accumulate food and recuperate over a year and a half. When Duanping enters Luoyang, we'll cooperate with the Song army to see who prevails against the Mongols. If we can hold onto Henan, the strategic depth of Jiangnan will be greatly enhanced.
However, the Song people later claimed that to defend the passes and rivers, we'd need at least 150,000 men, and even if we used the resilient, hard-working troops of the early Jin dynasty, even after deducting the troops stationed in Sichuan, Shaanxi, and Huai River regions, I'd still need to gather at least 100,000 elite troops in the Central Plains. Could I manage that in just a year and a half? The road ahead is truly long.
Seeing my somewhat lost in thought, Shen Hanyang stood up and smiled, "Young Master Yu has explained these matters very clearly. Let's split up and do it immediately. Before that, may I introduce you to a few friends? They just arrived in our little place a few days ago."
I couldn't refuse this request from my mentor and father-in-law. I smiled and agreed, following him along the way. This Ancient Sword Village consisted of small thatched houses, housing only eight or nine hundred people. They all seemed to be related, forming a close-knit community. Some young men practiced martial arts in the morning and farmed in the afternoon, but now there was no farm to farm. Many of them huddled together, whispering amongst themselves.
Shen Hanyang smiled wryly, "Whenever these distinguished guests come out for a stroll, these disciples always surround them. I've told them several times, but they won't change, so I have to ignore it."
I smiled and said, "Master Shen is extremely kind to his disciples; that's one of his virtues… I wonder what distinguished guest is that has caused such a stir?" As I spoke, I approached the crowd. Seeing me arrive with their master, the disciples became uneasy and quickly scattered. I looked over and saw seven or eight people standing in the center, surrounding a white-robed gentleman like stars around the moon. Duan Yu was beside him, smiling and chatting with him. Mu Wanqing, as expected, looked uncomfortable beside her brother, lost in thought. Her gaze then shifted to a white-robed girl and couldn't look away.
Such a beauty exists in the world! Even Shen Qingfeng, Sun Keyi, and Mu Wanqing, all considered top-tier beauties, paled in comparison to her. This girl was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with skin as white as snow, eyebrows like jade, and a face as beautiful as a dream. Standing there, smiling, she gazed at the white-robed gentleman, and the occasional flicker of her eyes made me want to drown in their shimmering light.
I was so captivated that I didn't even notice Mu Wanqing approaching me. Seeing my dazed state, she couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy and pinched me hard on the waist. I barely managed to stifle a cry. I could only watch as she gave a guilty, apologetic smile.
At this moment, Shen Hanyang pulled me by the hand and led me to the young man in white. He was only about thirty years old, very handsome, with a perpetually mocking smile on his lips, looking quite arrogant. Shen Hanyang greeted the young man and smiled at me, saying, "This is the young master Murong of Gusu, known in the martial arts world as the 'Northern Xiao Feng, Southern Murong'..."
My head buzzed again. This person was actually Murong Fu? I was already used to the chaotic, time-traveling characters in Jin Yong's novels, but what was he doing in Henan? I had absolutely no liking for him. He was inherently cold-blooded, but his life was ultimately ruined by his unrealistic ambition to restore his kingdom. Did he also want to make a fortune in this chaotic era? Was that extremely beautiful girl Wang Yuyan? Liu Yifei, with her uneven eyes, playing her back then was truly a desecration of this celestial being.
Lost in thought, I didn't hear what Shen Hanyang said next. I only subconsciously bowed. Shen Hanyang then smiled and introduced to Murong Fu, "This is the second young master of the Yu family from Chunqi Hall in Jiangnan. It's quite a coincidence, really. The master of Chunqi Hall is none other than Xiao Feng, the great swordsman who is as famous as you, Young Master Murong. The Five Greats of the Huashan Sword Tournament have been around for ten years, and now everyone says that the new two greats of the North and South are none other than Young Master Murong and Xiao Feng... This second young master Yu is in no way inferior to his elder brother. His first journey in the martial world was as a special envoy of the Lianghuai Military Governor of the Great Song Dynasty. He defeated the Red Turban Army on the water and single-handedly established a foundation in Xuzhou
. Now he has nearly a thousand elite warriors under his command, and Xuzhou is under Young Master Yu's control. Both of you are outstanding individuals, and you should get to know each other better." Murong Fu, who had been indifferent, listened to Shen Hanyang's praise of me. Especially when he heard about my strength, his eyes gleamed. He hurriedly bowed deeply to me, saying, "I apologize for my intrusion. I have long wished to befriend you, but unfortunately, fate has not allowed it. Now, seeing you, Young Master Yu, is no different. If you would not mind, please consider me your friend. If you have any requests, please feel free to ask, and I would dare not disobey."
This kid is already trying to get close to me? He's too impatient; he doesn't seem like the type to accomplish great things. Asking for your fiancée is also a request, would you obey or not?
But on his face, he smiled brightly, "Young Master Murong is too kind. I am merely a newcomer to the martial world, and I wish to learn more from you. If you don't mind my lack of experience, I would be honored to be your friend… However, the current situation is truly dire, and I cannot disobey my superior's orders. Why should Young Master Murong come here in such fear?"
Murong Fu smiled but did not answer. He simply introduced me to his men one by one. As expected, it was Deng Baichuan, Bao Butong, Feng Bo'e, and the others. I was particularly interested in Bao Butong, and he was indeed quite arrogant. However, due to his master's politeness, he reluctantly greeted me. He also introduced Wang Yuyan, saying she was his cousin. Behind Wang Yuyan were two maids, one gentle and the other charming. It seemed to be A'Zhu and A'Bi, but I had been captivated by Wang Yuyan's beauty and had temporarily overlooked them.
Wang Yuyan seemed to know her cousin's thoughts, and she exchanged several perfunctory words with me, speaking very gently. This made me lose myself in thought again. Murong Fu's subordinates and Duan Yu all looked indignant, but he smiled quite satisfied. However, I didn't notice any of this, as I was focused on studying Wang Yuyan's dimples... Shen Hanyang couldn't stand it anymore, coughed, and laughed, "Young Master Murong and the others have their reasons for this trip. On October 20th this year, the Xiaoyao Sect will hold a leadership succession conference at Leigu Mountain in Song County, inviting young heroes from all over the world. If anyone can gain the approval of Xiaoyaozi, then the Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts will be secured, and the strength of the Eight Wonders Manor of Leigu Mountain, the Xingxiu Sect of Qinghai, and the Misty Peak of Lingzhou will be within their grasp. In this chaotic world, that's the capital to dominate. If I were twenty years younger, I might also try my luck... Young Master Murong risked coming to Henan specifically for this, and the journey took more than a day. We only stopped at my humble abode to rest our horses. It's truly an inconvenience for Young Master Murong."
I didn't care much about these martial arts anecdotes that were so different from those in the books. I didn't have the energy to care about them right now. However, I was really tempted by the Misty Peak of Lingzhou. It wasn't for anything else, just for the incredibly perfect youthful 4P combination of plum blossoms, orchids, chrysanthemums, and bamboo... I swallowed hard, exchanged a few more perfunctory words with Murong Fu, and reluctantly pulled the already impatient Mu Wanqing and Duan Yu aside to talk. Having wooed someone's girl, I had to explain things to my brother-in-law!
Before I could even speak, Duan Yu smiled gently at me: "My sister is quite willful, but a very good person. I truly admire and trust Young Master Yu's family background and talent. My sister's parents are not here now, but you two have shared hardships together, so it's understandable. As the eldest brother, it's only right that I arrange this marriage for my sister. I hope Young Master Yu will treat my sister well in the future... She's a woman who has suffered a lot, but yesterday she spoke of you two with smiles, and I'm happy for her..."
He trailed off, and Mu Wanqing beside him looked somber. The two were originally lovers who had pledged their lives to each other. But fate played a cruel trick on them, turning them into siblings, and now the older brother is even arranging a marriage for his sister. How can I even begin to explain all this! Although they haven't said these things aloud, I know perfectly well what's going on in my heart. After thinking for a while, I couldn't help but sigh softly.

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