Chapter 43: Situation Reversed

As a person from later generations, transmigrating to the Southern Song period and witnessing with my own eyes the genuine heirs of the Yue Family Army singing "Man Jiang Hong" in unison, facing death with righteous resolve — what kind of feeling is that?

Wu Chengyu had been an angry youth in his twenties, but by his forties his mindset had long since become peaceful, and he prided himself on emotional stability; yet at this time and place he could not help but be deeply stirred, his whole body trembling inexplicably, starting from softly reciting along and gradually shouting out loud just like everyone else.

At this moment Wu Chengyu deeply felt what is meant by: "Head raised to heaven, a long whistle; heroic heart, intense passion."

Unfortunately, when everyone brandished weapons and charged out, full of hot blood, viewing death as returning home, the situation was completely far from optimistic.

Wei Niangzi retreated in time and stood together with those eagle dogs; Lu Dage and Niu Dajie led people and had just rushed to the doorway when they were shot back by a continuous barrage of crossbow bolts, and among them were several eagle dogs wielding strong bows and iron arrows, with astonishing power and speed, pressing everyone into steady retreat.

At this moment the few leading the charge were all injured, and one of them was even shot in the shoulder by an arrow; the tremendous kinetic energy carried him flying several meters before smashing into the ground.

If not for Wu Chengyu reacting quickly, grabbing He Zhiyu with one hand and throwing all the flying darts in his hand, He Zhiyu, who possessed no martial arts whatsoever, would certainly have died on the spot.

The crowd fundamentally had no chance to approach the main gate; on the contrary, they were forced to retreat into the depths of the broken temple, with no chance of escape whatsoever.

This is the true strength gap between the imperial court and the martial world; even in high-martial and xuanhuan worlds, the overall power of the imperial court's army far surpasses those peerless masters.

Sword God Li Chungang boasted wildly: "Heaven did not give birth to me, Li Chungang; the Sword Dao through ten thousand ages is like a long night," yet he could only shatter three thousand suits of armor with one sword, and afterward had no strength left; if he did not immediately turn and flee, the great army would surround him, and Li Chungang would inevitably die amid the chaotic troops.

The Legend of the Condor Heroes and Return of the Condor Heroes count as mid-level martial arts, some even say low-level; the martial arts here do not have so many audiovisual special effects, inner force is accumulated bit by bit, kung fu is struck out move by move, far less exaggerated than in other worlds.

Peak Guo Jing at the foot of Xiangyang City, with one all-out "Kang Long You Hui," could only knock back a dozen or so Mongol soldiers in one go, and such palm force — Guo Jing estimated he could not unleash fifty strikes before exhaustion would fell him.

The Southern Song imperial court is indeed dark and weak; the eagle dogs besieging the broken temple number only a hundred or so, not a properly organized army, but Niu Dajie and the others are not top-tier masters either; striking stone with an egg, the final outcome of this battle is already predetermined.

The premise is that there is no Wu Chengyu, this cheat-using transmigrator.

When Lu Dage and the others retreated to the corner with no way to escape, they still kept Wu Chengyu, A Ku, and He Zhiyu firmly blocked behind them, faces ashen, preparing for a desperate fight like trapped beasts.

Wei Shujuan led the eagle dogs in charging in from outside; the small broken temple was full of people, even the window openings had several bows and crossbows aimed inside.

The broken temple is very small; even so only half the people entered, the remaining half were all at the edges of the broken temple, packed tight.

Wu Chengyu had long since used his extraordinary five senses to construct a divine sense three-dimensional dynamic image, monitoring all movement within one hundred meters around him, and confirmed that every single person was within a fifty-meter radius of the broken temple.

Wu Chengyu rejoiced secretly; this was the moment he had been waiting for — the opportunity had finally arrived; then he shoved A Ku into He Zhiyu's arms, pushed past Lu Dage, walked to the front of the crowd, and faced Wei Shujuan eye to eye.

"How about I trade a secret with you? This secret is absolutely worth all our lives."

Wei Shujuan narrowed her eyes slightly, gazing at Wu Chengyu; toward Wu Chengyu she dared not have the slightest carelessness — this kid's abilities are not small, she had already suffered a big loss at his hands.

"Don't delay time; you've seen it — as long as I give the order, several hundred crossbow bolts will fire simultaneously, you won't even have a place to dodge, all of you are living targets."

"I have eyes, I can see; that's why you should listen to my secret even more. Anyway we already have no power to resist, and this secret is absolutely earth-shattering; if you miss it, even in your next life and the life after that you'll regret it."

Wei Shujuan could not see what method Wu Chengyu still had to turn the tide, so she pressed: "What secret? Speak and let's hear. But even if it's earth-shattering, today you only have two outcomes: surrender or death by ten thousand arrows."

Wu Chengyu shrugged, eyes scanning around; besides Wei Shujuan, quite a few other eagle dogs also revealed curiosity.

"Listen well: this secret is — you all had better stand firm when I say it, I'm afraid you'll wet yourselves from fright.

It is this: eating peanuts together with dried tofu lets you taste the flavor of roast duck."

Everyone was dumbfounded; they hadn't expected Wu Chengyu to speak so solemnly for half a day only to produce this one sentence — especially peanuts; right now it's the Song Dynasty, peanuts wouldn't be introduced to China until the Ming Dynasty, so they completely didn't know what peanuts were.

This line is just a jest by the late-Ming early-Qing scholar Jin Shengtan in a TV drama, mocking the execution supervisor before being beheaded; the real situation is Jin Shengtan did say a line, but the original was "salted vegetables eaten with soybeans have a rich walnut flavor" — Wu Chengyu, in his haste, for some reason suddenly blurted this out.

In short, it was just to tease Wei Shujuan a bit, nonsense and nothing more.

The next moment, everyone understood Wu Chengyu was simply toying with them; Wei Shujuan flew into a rage out of humiliation: "You dare mock us? I'll make you wish you were dead."

Wu Chengyu wore a faint smile, unhurried, and followed with a single word: "Fall."

As soon as the word fell, everyone present — whether the imperial court eagle dogs and Wei Shujuan inside and outside the temple, or Niu Dage and the others behind him — the weapons in their hands all clattered to the ground; then they discovered their whole bodies powerless, and without prior agreement all went limp, unable to support themselves, collapsing entirely onto the ground.

Wu Chengyu was very satisfied with the current result; facts prove that a cheat-using transmigrator means infinite possibilities — this statement may be shameless, but it is also truth.

The method Wu Chengyu is using now has a very pleasant and poetic name: Ci Su Qing Feng.

Ci Su Qing Feng is a knockout drug used by the Xi Xia First-Rank Hall in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, specifically to deal with martial world people; once inhaled, the victim invariably goes limp, and even martial arts masters with deep inner force cannot escape.

Back then the First-Rank Hall used Ci Su Qing Feng in Xingzi Forest; a whole crowd of Beggar Sect disciples including elders, plus some martial world seniors, were all knocked down and captured alive; the martial arts realm of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils is above The Legend of the Condor Heroes, and there were many masters in Xingzi Forest, absolutely superior to the eagle dogs here, yet they still had not the slightest ability to resist.

While Wu Chengyu was being shot at by the eagle dogs' crossbow bolts and forced to retreat continuously, he took the opportunity to smash the small bottle containing Ci Su Qing Feng hidden in his sleeve; only upon truly obtaining this drug did he learn that Ci Su Qing Feng also has limitations — or perhaps the Ci Su Qing Feng he personally concocted might not match the genuine article.

In any case, the Ci Su Qing Feng in his hands has an attack range not exceeding one hundred meters, and requires several breaths' time to take effect — that is why he suddenly rushed out and stalled with shameless babbling; he had to drag things out until Ci Su Qing Feng truly took effect.

Fortunately, the reward brought by the golden finger is this powerful; Wu Chengyu effortlessly reversed the situation before him.

Wu Chengyu walked up to Wei Shujuan, watching her struggle on the ground yet unable to stand up no matter what.

He looked down at Wei Shujuan from above and said: "Wei Niangzi, come, demonstrate — how will you make me wish I were dead?"

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