ragginovel Chapter 574 Rain falls on the 23rd
Chapter 574 Rain falls on the 23rd
Chapter 574 Rain Falls for Two or Three Days
At night, it rains.
The rain arrived along with Tawu's reinforcements, and it has been raining for three days and two nights as of tonight.
On the Yuan army's side, although Commander-in-Chief Yibula was quite surprised by the sudden arrival of this "Brave Prince," Sun Yixie adapted very quickly...
Upon meeting, Brother Sun compared Tawu to a "timely rain," and then immediately launched into a barrage of flattering remarks such as "amazing" and "it's a pity we didn't meet sooner," all in front of Yibula, who had recently received such flattery.
His blatant and shameless flattery left all the Yuan soldiers, including Ibrahim, in awe.
Even the Water Fairy beside Tawu was a little surprised, because she had never seen such an extreme "treacherous villain" before, let alone in Beiyuan or even Daming.
Of course, this is normal. After all, Sun Yixie recreated this image based on some movies, TV series, and short videos he had watched before, and mixed in some of his personal understanding, so it would be a bit exaggerated.
Additionally, we should mention here: Although Fairy Shuiyuan appeared during the Wujian Villa incident in the previous chapters, she never saw Sun and Huang up close that time, so she didn't know what they looked like or even their weapons; in fact, she didn't even remember their names, because she never took these ordinary people in the martial arts world seriously, unless you had something like "innate spiritual bones" like Wang Shilian that could attract her attention, otherwise in her eyes you were just bread, and the kind she had never eaten before.
Now, upon arriving at the Yuan army camp, when Yibula introduced Sun Yixie to Tawu, he directly used the name "Kameda Ippon," and since he was from Japan, the Water Fairy beside Tawu would naturally not have thought of anything else.
Of course, if you don't remember something, you can create one.
In just two short days, Fairy Shuiyuan had already begun to look at Sun Yixie with new respect, because she discovered that this kid was simply a born power-hungry scoundrel. He could easily master all sorts of tricks, such as deceiving superiors, changing his tune with the wind, pandering to others, and using flattery.
Tawu was a ridiculous prince. Over the years, there were at least eighty or a hundred "hangers-on" in his mansion who made a living by relying on some strange skills. But from the moment he met Sun Yixie, those people were no longer even human in his eyes. Comparison is the thief of joy, and comparison is the thief of joy.
The Northern Yuan regime in this world hasn't set foot in the Central Plains for hundreds of years. Even if you, Tawu, manage to play to the end, how much more do you know than Young Master Sun, who was born in the wealthy Jiangnan region? Even if you do, Brother Sun also has knowledge from another universe. Did he just watch those modern entertainment concepts and "local movies" for nothing?
Anyway, no matter what Tawu asked or talked about, as long as it was about eating, drinking, and having fun, with Sun Yixie's eloquence, he could come up with a story by bluffing and making things up. When he was in a good mood, Brother Sun would even personally cook a few dishes for Tawu to try.
However, as for verifying the necessary preparations for the entertainment mentioned by Sun Yixie, he didn't care... Tawu would simply delegate the task to his subordinates.
Take stir-frying for example. If we want to cook the dishes that Sun Yixie boasted about, we have to build a special stove for him first. The stove also needs to be surrounded by walls and a roof because it has been raining these past two days. Then, as soon as Ta Wu gave the order, the soldiers had to rush to build it, and it was needed before dinner.
So what about the other ingredients needed for stir-frying? Fresh game can be hunted, but what about specific seasonings and cooking utensils?
That doesn't matter, the prince said he wants it, so you guys figure it out.
In the end, after all the hard work, the things that had cost so much manpower and resources to create might only be used by Sun Yixie in practice as simple as "taking the tips of deer antlers and leaving the hairs on the tongue of geese." The emotional value was maximized, but the flavor basically relied on novelty and wok hei (the smoky aroma imparted by a wok).
Even so, Tawu liked it and was happy; that's just the kind of person he is.
Tawu's personality is almost a perfect fit for the stereotypical image of an extremely treacherous and wicked concubine. You'd feel it's inappropriate for someone like him not to have a couple of such figures around him.
He was happy, but Yibula and his soldiers were not happy... Why should they? They said reinforcements had come, but in reality, it was a living ancestor who had arrived. For the past few days, the soldiers had not been able to train or rest, and were busy serving him.
The key issue is that many of these things were created out of thin air by that grandson of a man named Kameda in order to flatter the prince and cater to his preferences. In the end, everyone was busy getting things done, but it was that kid who took credit and got rewarded in front of the prince. He's truly despicable.
On the other hand, what about the Ming army...?
Feng Manlou felt as if he had encountered a "timely rain".
Of course, the rain here refers only to the rain falling from the sky.
From Feng Manlou's perspective, if it weren't for the sudden downpour three days ago that has continued intermittently until now, Tawu's cavalry would probably have already launched a full-scale attack with the Yuan army, which had just suffered a setback.
But now, as the saying goes, one should strike while the iron is hot, but the momentum will wane and eventually be exhausted... After being calmed by the heavy rain for a few days, the morale of those soldiers is not what it used to be. If things drag on for a few more days, his pressure may be less.
However, this disparity in troop strength remains a problem that Feng Manlou must solve.
The troops that Feng Manlou brought to the pass to fight against Yibula were originally inferior in strength. On this basis, he also had to divide his troops to take care of several storage points for supplies and to prevent the enemy from bypassing his main force to break through the pass... This is why he had been on edge for several days before meeting Sun Huang.
We just won a small battle thanks to Sun Yixie's undercover operation on the other side, which gave us a slight advantage. But then Tawu's reinforcements arrived. It's really hard to say who will win the next big battle.
In the worst-case scenario, Feng Manlou would probably have to abandon his initial idea of "resolving the battle on the grasslands outside the pass" and retreat inside the pass, thus prolonging the battle lines. This is undoubtedly a development that neither the court nor the people want to see, but it may be the only option available.
"Brother Feng, you called me here because you need something."
As people passed through the curtain, the candlelight flickered slightly.
As soon as Faning entered, he greeted Feng Manlou in his very easygoing tone.
Upon hearing this, Feng Manlou also temporarily pulled his thoughts away from the war, composed himself, and prepared to talk to Faning about another matter that concerned him.
"Yes, and it's quite serious." Feng Manlou's expression seemed unusually serious tonight.
"Oh~ what's wrong?" Faning looked at the other person's expression and immediately changed his relaxed tone. "If this is a big deal... even a small-time middleman like me might not be able to help."
“You don’t need to help,” Feng Manlou continued. “You just need to say something.”
Upon hearing this, Faning already had a pretty good idea of what it was about, but he pretended not to understand: "Well... Brother Feng, please just tell me, don't be shy, I'll definitely do what I can..."
Feng Manlou interrupted him: "Who exactly are Sun Yixie and Huang Donglai?"
As expected, Faning guessed correctly; that was exactly what the other party wanted to ask.
"Hehe... Brother Feng, if you're asking like this, then you must have already inquired about it from elsewhere, right?" Faning chuckled awkwardly, trying to probe in the opposite direction.
“Since you’ve already guessed it, just tell me.” Feng Manlou wasn’t falling for the trap and let him continue. “I also want to hear what your ‘truth’ is and whether it matches what I’ve found out.”
"Well..." Faning knew that if he continued to argue now, it would be awkward for everyone, so he began to speak the truth in a relatively tactful way, "Brother Feng, you know, I haven't been in the Central Plains for a while, so I may not know much about their recent situation, but their reputation is actually not bad compared to what we talked about before."
Then, he recounted the various deeds and reputations of Shuang Xie in the martial arts world, including the inside story of their "meritorious service in protecting the country." This kind of information that ordinary people in the martial arts world were unaware of, Fa Ning knew and told him about it.
Anyway, to put it in a positive light, what happens after the "Champions League" ends is something Faning really doesn't know, since even if his intelligence is very good, it can't reach Europe.
“Hmm…” Feng Manlou nodded. “It seems you really don’t know what trouble they’ve gotten themselves into ‘recently’.”
"Oh? What do you mean?" Faning asked doubtfully, "What I said doesn't match what you know?"
“It matches,” Feng Manlou replied. “But… precisely because it matches, even I am surprised by ‘something recent.’”
"What exactly happened?" Faning asked again.
"Hmph... It seems you really haven't been back to the Central Plains for quite some time." Then, Feng Manlou said something that would make even Fa Ning's jaw drop: "A while ago, a group of people actually stormed Shaoshi Mountain in broad daylight and slaughtered nearly half of the monks of Shaolin Temple. You probably don't know about this, do you?"
"What?" Faning knew very well that Feng Manlou would not joke like this, so he was indeed shocked by this.
“Recently, during the winter off-season, it is the time for ‘Zen retreat’, and many monks are not in the temple. But even so, it is by no means easy to wipe out the Shaolin sect.” Feng Manlou continued, “But that day, the Shaolin monks were slaughtered in half an hour. Several senior monks died in battle. It is said that in the end, Master Jichen and Daoist Bai Ruhong, who was temporarily residing in Shaolin, covered the retreat and managed to save some monks from escaping down the mountain.”
"Several days later, the survivors met up with the other monks who were not in the temple, and they also called on several other sects in the Songshan area to fight their way back up the mountain, only to find that the place was deserted and that Master Jichen and Daoist Bai had both been killed."
"Not only that, the murderers also left a blood oath in the Great Hall of the Buddha, writing down the sixteen characters: 'First kill Shaolin, then destroy Wudang, only Hunyuan will reign supreme in the martial world.'"
Dear readers, having heard this far, you must be curious about what kind of people were capable of committing such a heinous crime.
Well, we won't mind the trouble. Let's put Sun and Huang aside for now and start this story next time—the snowstorm... Shaoshi Mountain.