nashuaworldcup Chapter 214 Cheng Yaojin Turns the Tables
Chapter 214 Cheng Yaojin Turns the Tables
Before long, Du Fuwei led a group of rebel leaders out of the camp.
The camp gates were wide open, and torches blazed brightly, illuminating the night as if it were daytime.
Du Fuwei walked at the front and saw Cheng Yaojin's fat figure riding on horseback in the distance, with a large group of men and horses standing behind him.
Although he had some doubts, his face was full of smiles, and he cupped his hands in greeting from a distance, calling out:
"Brother Cheng, it's an honor to meet you today!"
Cheng Yaojin sat on his horse, squinting as he watched Du Fuwei trot over, his smile even brighter than Du Fuwei's.
He didn't dismount, but simply cupped his hands in greeting and replied casually:
"Hehe, it's an honor to meet you, Brother Du! You're too kind!"
Du Fuwei's smile froze slightly.
Du Fuwei had been leading an army for a long time and was a figure of considerable influence in the Jianghuai region.
When it came to Cheng Yaojin, the other party really didn't hold back.
However, he quickly adjusted his expression, thinking that this troublemaker was probably just a carefree person and there was no need to bother with such formalities.
The important thing is those 180,000 troops, and the important thing is the power of Wagangzhai.
"Brother Cheng, how many men did you bring on this trip?"
The other rebel leaders also stepped forward and greeted them with clasped hands.
But after exchanging pleasantries, they couldn't help but ask the questions that had been bothering them.
After all, judging from the formation behind Cheng Yaojin, at most there were only a thousand or so people.
Even if you put it all into words, it doesn't amount to 180,000.
Upon hearing this, Cheng Yaojin's eyes darted around, and he blurted out, "Oh, you brought 280,000!"
The room fell silent upon hearing this.
Du Fuwei's smile froze completely on his face.
The other leaders looked at each other, wondering if they had misheard.
You Junda was dumbfounded.
"Brother, it's 180,000! 180,000! Not 280,000!"
He grabbed Cheng Yaojin's sleeve and said urgently in a low voice,
Now, all he asks is that Cheng Yaojin stop lying through his teeth.
We've all come all this way to Jianghuai, we don't want to be chopped into mincemeat by these rebels.
Cheng Yaojin then suddenly realized what was happening, slapped his forehead, and casually corrected him:
"Oh, right, it's 180,000! 180,000! Look at my memory, I misspoke just now."
"Yes, yes, this time I brought 180,000 troops."
Now, the doubts on the faces of the surrounding rebel leaders deepened.
They had a strong feeling that the fat man was trying to fool them.
What 180,000? What 280,000? I'm afraid it's not even 8,000.
"No matter how many men you bring, anyone who comes to Jianghuai to help is a righteous man! Brother Cheng, please!"
Du Fuwei took a deep breath, suppressing his displeasure, and stepped aside to make a gesture of invitation.
Although he was disappointed that he did not see the 180,000 troops, he did not show it on the spot.
After all, Wagangzhai has a reputation.
Besides Cheng Yaojin, there were also Shan Xiongxin, Wei Zheng, and others.
Who is Shan Xiongxin?
He was the top leader of the bandits in nine provinces, possessing prestige, martial arts skills, and connections—he had it all.
With him around, the outlaws of the Jianghuai region could easily rally a large following.
Who was Wei Zheng?
This person is exceptionally intelligent. Whether serving as a military advisor to devise strategies or managing logistics and allocating provisions, he handles it all with ease.
These rebels were mostly roughnecks, and what they lacked most were true scholars.
Even if Cheng Yaojin is a scoundrel, it's worth it as long as we can win these people over.
Seeing this, Cheng Yaojin didn't stand on ceremony. He dismounted, strode past Du Fuwei, and went straight to the front.
His gait, his posture, his aura—it was as if he were the master of this place.
"hey-hey."
You Junda followed behind, chuckled dryly, his face full of embarrassment.
However, since Cheng Yaojin isn't embarrassed, then it must be others who are embarrassed.
Du Fuwei, who had maintained a calm demeanor, now had a slightly darkened expression.
Is this Cheng Yaojin a tiger or a fool?
Can't he even tell who's the host and who's the guest?
"Old Du, let's go quickly." The rebel leader leaned over and whispered a reminder, "If we don't go in soon, he'll be sitting in your seat."
Du Fuwei's expression changed, and he quickly turned to chase after Cheng Yaojin.
But the more he chased, the faster Cheng Yaojin moved.
Don't let Cheng Yaojin's size fool you; he's incredibly agile.
With its two short legs moving swiftly, it slipped into the council tent in the blink of an eye.
In the center of the tent, there was a large chair covered with a tiger skin, which was Du Fuwei's seat.
Cheng Yaojin glanced at it, his eyes lit up, and without saying a word, he plopped down on it.
That tiger-skin cushion was so soft and comfortable to sit on.
"Old Cheng, where should I sit?"
You Junda followed in and was momentarily bewildered to see Cheng Yaojin sitting arrogantly in the main seat.
"Sit on either side, or do you expect me to sit on your lap?" Cheng Yaojin pointed to the seats on either side and said matter-of-factly.
No sooner had he finished speaking than Du Fuwei arrived, panting heavily.
Upon seeing this, Cheng Yaojin's face broke into a smile, and he warmly invited, "Please, everyone, have a seat! Make yourselves at home, don't be shy!"
Du Fuwei stood at the door, hesitant to speak, his facial muscles twitching slightly.
This is... his main tent.
That's... his seat.
But Cheng Yaojin was sitting there, inviting them to sit down, just like a host inviting guests.
Before Li Zitong arrived, Du Fuwei was the most famous person in the Jianghuai region.
He was the one whom these rebel leaders admired the most.
So, for all these years, he has been sitting in that main seat.
just now……
"Old Du, don't stand, come sit down!"
Cheng Yaojin pointed to a seat below him and said without any politeness.
What is he doing here?
We're here to eat, drink, and play with Duvovich.
In short, they refused to do anything for Du Fuwei.
Since you're not going to do anything for me, why bother being polite?
"good……"
Du Fuwei wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead, silently walked to the lower seat, and sat down.
This Cheng Yaojin is quite skilled.
The other rebel leaders glanced at Cheng Yaojin silently, their eyes revealing a hint of displeasure.
But Cheng Yaojin acted as if he didn't see it, laughing and talking as he pleased, not caring at all.
After everyone was seated, Du Fuwei cleared his throat, "Brothers, you have come to the Jianghuai region to meet with me and fight together..."
"Hey, wait a minute!"
Cheng Yaojin suddenly raised his hand, interrupting him.
Du Fuwei was taken aback and looked at Cheng Yaojin.
Cheng Yaojin rubbed his stomach and said innocently:
"The journey here has been incredibly arduous, and I'm starving."
Since things have come to this, how about we eat something first before discussing anything else?
"Yes, yes, yes! Let's eat something! I'm starving!"
You Junda immediately echoed.
Since Cheng Yaojin has already lost all shame, there's no need for him to pretend anymore.
If they were to die, there were 280,000 of them—no, that's not right.
Eighteen thousand people died together.