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Chapter 60
"Who?"

The sudden sound alerted the three people in the Juyi Hall.

The three heads quickly turned around and looked at Lu Ang who suddenly appeared.

"Who is it?" Wu Sheng, the second master, looked serious and slowly took out a folding fan from his waist.

The third boss, Li Chong, didn't waste any time and directly picked up a tiger-head sword from the weapons rack next to him.

The fourth master, Jie Heng, had sharp eyes and a long bow in his hand, with three arrows already placed on the bowstring.

"Liuhe Sect, Lu Subaru." Lu Ang announced his family name, and then started to make nonsense: "He came from the south."

"South?" Second Master Wu Sheng folded his fan slightly and signaled to the two brothers next to him: "Why did you come to my Yajian Village?"

Li Chong was guarding in front of him, and his arrows were slightly lowered.

"You also know that the imperial court has given up on the north." Lu Ang brought up the excuse he had made before and said: "But, soon, several princes and princesses will join the Dragon Palace to recruit sons-in-law!"

"Once a prince or daughter is favored by the Dragon Palace, the imperial court will prepare for war, deploy troops and horses, and then fight back to drive away these foreign races in the north and retake the nine states in the north!"

"What does this have to do with our Jianya Village?" Wu Sheng's expression remained alert.

"You also know that there are only five states in the south, which is not as populous as the north." Lu Ang continued: "Moreover, the southerners are more good at water warfare, and land warfare depends on our northern heroes. Even if the imperial court trains troops in the south, How many armies can be trained? How many can fight with foreign races in the field?"

"If we want to completely retake the north, we can't do without the help of the northern military and civilians, and we can't do without the help of heroes like you. We also know that you are just bandits now, and your strength is limited. However, even if you can't attack the city, when we fight the alien army, When the time comes, it’s okay for you to rob some food and grass, right?”

"The court?" Li Chong first laughed out loud: "I don't know what the court wants to do? It's nothing more than being cannon fodder for you! After all these years, we still have the same virtue. Do you think we are all fools?"

Lu Ang advised again: "You can't say that. Now the imperial court's military strength is limited. We will definitely not let everyone die deliberately this time. If you can't trust me, you can give up the mission. If you can perform some meritorious deeds when the imperial court regains its lost territory, , that can also clear away the guilt. If there is great merit, it is indispensable to be granted the title of marquis, prime minister, wife and son..."

"My lord." Wu Sheng, who looked like a scholar, seemed to be relatively rational: "It's not that we are unwilling to contribute to the imperial court."

"Second brother, you!" Li Chong shouted immediately.

"Wait until I finish!" Wu Sheng interrupted him and continued: "But you must have seen the situation in the village now. There are only a few thousand people, but they are really short of food. Even if the imperial court fights back, it won't be Within a few years.”

"But we don't know if our village will be able to survive the autumn harvest next year. Farming in the mountains is not easy. Even if we harvest, the food we grow may not be able to feed so many people. When the imperial court comes back, we may not be able to survive the thousands of people we have now." How can we contribute to the imperial court if there are only a few left?"

"what do you mean?"

"Can the imperial court provide some support?" Wu Sheng said with a flattering face, "I also know that the imperial court is in difficulty. Even if there is no food, weapons and money will do."

"What if there is no support?" Lu Ang also laughed.

"Then please go back to where you came from, sir." Wu Sheng's face became serious again, and the atmosphere at the scene became serious again.

"He is indeed a thief. He won't shed tears until he sees the coffin!" Lu Ang pulled out the long sword from behind.

Before Lu Ang could take action, Li Chong's skin turned red quickly and he rushed up with the Ghost Head Sword in hand.

This is... magical powers?
"when"

When the swords met, the opponent's strength was very strong, but it was within Lu Ang's acceptance range.

The blast of swordsmanship was unleashed, and the sound of swords clashing was endless.

Xie Heng's bowstring kept vibrating, and arrows flew towards Lu Ang with different arcs.

However, as soon as these arrows flew less than a foot away from Lu Ang, they burst into pieces and exploded into a piece of iron and wood chips.

The folding fan in Wu Sheng's hand had been opened, and he fanned it fiercely!
A thin blade of wind appeared out of thin air, densely packed, and flew towards Lu Ang's upper body.

There was a perfect tacit understanding between the three attacks. Li Chong seemed to have a mental connection. He lowered his head and the countless wind blades swept over Lu Ang.

"Ding-ding-dang-dang" in succession.However, its power was limited and it failed to break through the defense of Iron Body Kung Fu. It only scraped the clothes on Lu Ang's upper body into strips.

"It's a prick! Run away!" Wu Sheng made a quick decision, slapped him wildly a few more times, used his Qinggong skills, and ran towards the door of the Juyi Hall.

However, suddenly, he felt pain in his body, then numbness, his whole body became weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

He could only reluctantly turn around and look at the scary young man.

The third brother Li Chong, who was still fighting just now, and the fourth brother Xie Heng also fell to the ground.

Planted!

……

In the Juyi Hall, the cooked mutton and warm rice wine were served on the table.

Lu Ang sat in the main seat, looking at the three weaklings below, feeling a little speechless.

I'm so stupid, really, if I had known they were such useless people, why would I have to waste so much time talking to them?It's really a waste to follow the example of people who play the role of courtesy first and then attack.

Fortunately, the result was good. These three copycat leaders were completely defeated, and he was basically under control of the copycat.

As for what to do to control this village, Lu Ang has three plans.

One, of course, is to practice skills and improve [Name Recognition] and [True Discrimination].

The second is to solve the problem that side magic cannot be upgraded.

"By the way, what magical powers have you learned?" Old God Lu Ang was there, looking at the three of them.

"Sir, I learned the low-grade magical power [Fan], which is passed down from my family." Wu Sheng was very polite and well aware of current affairs: "I am willing to help you manage the village!"

"Kill or behead him as you please!" Li Chong was grumpy and didn't seem to want to cooperate.

Jie Heng didn't say anything, he just kept eating meat and drinking wine.

"Your name is Li Chong, right?" Lu Ang asked again.

"It's your grandpa and me? How about it?" Li Chong didn't care.

Lu Ang patted his waist, and the purple-skinned gourd emitted a beam of purple light. With a whoosh, the strong man Li Chong was swept into the gourd.

The meat in Jie Heng's hand fell off, and the original calmness on his face disappeared, turning into extreme surprise, and his teeth were chattering:

"Di... Disha?"

"What's the name of your magical power?" Lu Ang asked again.

"[Curved Arrow]! My magical power is called [Curved Arrow]!" He prostrated himself: "I am willing to die for you, sir!"

"I just like smart people." Lu Ang nodded in approval: "If you do things well, your benefits will be inevitable in the future!"

"First of all! Recruit more refugees for me! The more the better, the more the better!"

"But what about the food?" Wu Sheng asked.

"I have my own way!"

Lu Ang's third purpose is to achieve heavenly merit.

There is merit in saving the world, and there should be merit in ending troubled times, right?

(End of this chapter)