Chapter 17 Will Disappear

  Long Fei felt that his back was being stared at by a pair of eyes, and they were very ferocious. He quickly turned around, and a dagger immediately reached his neck. Wang Qian glared with blood-red eyes, as if he could swallow Long Fei in one bite. Wang Qian's hands were not weak, plus Long Fei was guilty. He was pinned against the wall by Wang Qian and couldn't move.

  "Ah, ah, ah......" Long Fei hastily stretched out his own hands in a surrendering gesture: "Be careful, be careful, human life is at stake!"

  "I want your life!" Wang Qiang coldly snorted: "Speak, what did you do last night? If you can't explain clearly, I'll kill you!" As she spoke, a faint flush rose to Wang Qiang's face.

  "Last night? I didn't do anything last night!" Before Long Fei could finish speaking, Wang Qian's dagger was already pressed against his neck. Long Fei hastily admitted: "I did it! I did everything!"

  "You!" Wang Qian's anger burned like fire, her eyes blazing with fury as she gritted her teeth and raised her dagger high: "You scoundrel, I'll kill you!"

  Long Fei knew he was in the wrong and could only let Wang Qian handle it. However, Long Fei still had confidence that Wang Qian wouldn't really want to kill him. He slowly turned his head to one side, closing his eyes as he watched Wang Qian's next move. The dagger fell from above with a whooshing sound. Originally, Wang Qian held the dagger vertically, but with a flick of her wrist, it rotated 90 degrees in her palm and became horizontal. This move was clean and swift, obviously practiced many times before.

  "Big sister!" Wang Wei suddenly shouted from behind. Wang Qian's whole body shuddered, and she saw a sly smile on Long Fei's face, which made her feel like she had been punched in the gut for no reason. Her hand involuntarily shifted slightly. The sharp blade grazed Long Fei's neck and stabbed into the pillar of the thatched hut. She let go of Long Fei, turned around, and ran away crying. Wang Wei hastily chased after her.

  Long Fei touched his neck, let out a long breath, and reached out to pull the dagger from the pillar, but it didn't budge. The five-inch blade was half stuck in the pillar, this Wang Qiang was really something, a woman who could wield a dagger so skillfully. Zhao Yun shook his head and sighed, glancing at Long Fei: "Big brother, almost died at the hands of a woman, if word gets out, people will die laughing!"

  The commotion outside the gate caught everyone's attention in the hall. Several men holding weapons came out to investigate and, seeing it was Long Fei and Zhao Yun, immediately surrounded them, each glaring with anger. Judging from their attitude, they must have taken them for spies or scouts. The two were brought into the hall, where Zhou Lun coldly snorted: "From the moment I first laid eyes on you, I knew you weren't good people; today you've finally shown your true colors. Tell me, who sent you?"

  " Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!" Long Fei hastily explained: "I heard that something had happened, so I rushed over to help, but was discovered by everyone. We really aren't spies!"

  "Are you spies? What are you sneaking around outside for?" Zhou Lun had always held a grudge against Long Fei for killing his brothers, and now that he had caught him, he would love to use this as an excuse to get rid of him: "You're holding weapons and eavesdropping outside, and you still say you're not spies!"

  "Are you a traitor too?" Long Fei looked at Zhou Lun: "Everyone is discussing the matter of merging troops, but you are shouting and pointing fingers, saying that I have no literary talent and no martial arts skills. What qualifications do you have to be here making a fuss? I think you are just like the eunuchs by the emperor's side, a treacherous official next to Master Zhou!"

  "You!" Zhou Lun drew his own waist knife and stepped down from the stage in one big stride.

  Long Fei sneered, holding his dagger horizontally, assuming a defensive stance: "Don't think that just because your knife is big you can win against me. Today, let all of you witness what real kung fu looks like!" As he spoke, he suddenly took an arrow step, crossing over to Zhou Lun's side. Zhou Lun hastily swung his knife to chop down, but Long Fei raised his right hand, using his dagger to block Zhou Lun's large blade. With a left hook punch, he heavily smashed Zhou Lun's chin. Zhou Lun was struck speechless for half a day, one hand covering his chin and the other holding his knife, pointing at Long Fei.

  Long Fei's eyes widened, and the dagger in his hand spun once before stabbing straight at Zhou Lun's chest. Zhou Lun hastily dodged to the side, and Long Fei took advantage of the momentum to slash outward, changing his stab into a cut. Zhou Lun raised his sword to meet him.

  The blades clashed again, sending sparks flying as they scraped against each other. Zhou Lun barely avoided the attack, but just as he was about to counterattack, he felt something slam into his ankle with great force, and he could no longer stand upright. He fell to the ground in a humiliating position!

  Long Fei stepped on Zhou Lun's back with one foot: "Young man, speak more carefully in the future, don't be so reckless!" He glared fiercely at Zhou Lun before lifting his foot and kicking away the large sword. Then he turned around and returned to Zhao Yun's side.

  Long Fei's series of actions left the onlookers stunned. With a single dagger, he subdued Zhou Lun with just two moves, using an extremely unusual martial art that didn't involve any fancy techniques or excessive force. The precision was displayed to perfection, and only now did Zhou Cang finally believe why Long Fei and his group were able to easily annihilate the five thugs who had snuck into the inn.

  Zhou Lun slowly got up from the ground, with no one to support him. His whole body was covered in dirt, and even his face was stained with it. Silently, he picked up his own sword and did not return to his seat, but limped out instead. Zhou Cang shouted twice, without any reaction. Yang Feng looked up and down at Long Fei a few times, cupping his fists: "This brother, would you like to join our Heishan Army? I will definitely recommend that the commander make you a Duwei, joining our Heishan Army will not humiliate your excellent martial arts skills!"

  Long Fei furrowed his brow and glanced at Yang Feng: "Commander? Even if your General Zhang Yan yields the position to me, I won't go. A motley crew like yours can defeat who? You're just lucky now because you haven't met a real opponent yet. Later on, there will be a time when you'll cry. Go back and tell Zhang Yan that if he wants to live long, it's best to surrender to the authorities. Otherwise, your fate will be miserable!"

  "Nonsense!" Another Black Mountain general immediately said: "Our great commander has a hundred million brave troops, all of you generals are the bravest in the three armies, and looking at it now, there is momentum like that of General Tian Gong back then. What you're saying is just a bunch of nonsense!"

  "Are you talking nonsense? You know it in your heart!" Long Fei's icy gaze made the guy hastily retreat two steps, hiding behind Yang Feng: "Zhang Yan is far worse than Zhang Jiao! Listen to me, take your troops back, or I'll make sure none of you return!"

  The development of things was completely beyond Long Fei's expectations, and there were deviations from the beginning. Long Fei knew that the late Han Dynasty was a chaotic era, with many heroes rising up, and wars raging across the land. He had originally planned to follow Wang Can and Wang Wei, brother and sister, to see if they could find a way back to the future, but the events that occurred along the way seemed to have deviated from the course of history. First, Zhao Yun did not follow Gongsun Zan, and Zhou Cang encountered great trouble here; could it be that the arrival of Long Fei had already changed the course of history in the late Han Dynasty?

  Long Fei hastily fetched a copper mirror. In "The Legend of Qin", it is written that when Xiang Zilong wanted to change history, he discovered that his reflection in the mirror had disappeared. He didn't want to become Xiang Zilong. Looking at the familiar yet strange face, Long Fei reached out and touched it. The hard stubble was a bit rough on his hand, and his hair had grown some more. Apart from this hairstyle, he was no different from people of the Han Dynasty.

  He stuck out his tongue and made a face at the mirror. From this moment on, Long Fei had made up his mind that since he couldn't go back anyway, he might as well stay here and compare with these heroes of the world to see who was more powerful. Those male protagonists from previous transmigrations weren't all like him when they first arrived, but in the end, they all had beautiful scenery, brave generals, wise strategists, and wealth and glory galore. Staying here and living a carefree life wasn't bad either, why bother going back to that ruthlessly competitive future?

  "Big brother! Zhou is looking for you!" It was Zhao Yun again, pushing the door open and happening to see Long Fei admiring himself in the mirror. He laughed and said: "What's this, big brother thinks he's a handsome man?"

  "I'm no match for you!" Long Fei put down the copper mirror and walked out while asking Zhao Yun, "Where are they?"

  Zhao Yun immediately became serious: "Taren has been in his room and never came out, Wang Niang also locked herself up, Wang Wei brothers and Hua Lao are persuading, big brother, I think you should go take a look!"

  "Let's get past this hurdle first, and let her calm down!" Long Fei didn't slow down his pace. He knew that Zhou Cang had come to find him this time because of the 5,000 Black Mountain Troops at the foot of the mountain. Since he had boasted about it earlier, he had to think of a way to resolve it. Otherwise, as a modern person in this chaotic world, he wouldn't be able to mix in anymore. Moreover, what situation hadn't he seen before? He could even get his hands on planes and missiles, so how formidable could these 5,000 ragtag troops be?

  In the hall, there were only Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao. The two saw Long Fei coming and immediately went forward to ask about the strategy for breaking the enemy. Long Fei interrupted their words and asked instead: "First talk about the terrain, then talk about the deployment of troops at the foot of the mountain, and then I will think of a strategy to break the enemy!"

  Two people, one word from you and one word from me, sometimes east, sometimes west, sometimes left, sometimes right. The forest on the left and the small river on the right, the valley in the south and the mountain slope in the north. In less than ten minutes, Long Fei was dizzy. He wasn't someone who had no sense of direction at all, but rather quite familiar with geography, yet hearing it from Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao's mouths made his head spin.

  "Line after line...... Do you have a map?" Long Fei asked hastily.

  Both of them shook their heads. Long Fei really wanted to hit the wall, there was no map, let alone a sandbox and other high-end toys. Long Fei smiled helplessly: "Find two brothers who are familiar with the terrain of Wocuishan, let them use mud to make a small Wocuishan, where is the mountain, where is the valley, where are the trees, where is the water, all clear? Understand? Go now!"

  Pei Yuanshao and Zhou Cang exchanged a glance, then hastily found someone to make it. After a whole day, under Long Fei's guidance and supervision, they finally managed to create one, although simple and rough, at least it could clearly show the entire layout of Woye Mountain. Marking the positions of the Black Mountain Army and their own troops, a simple sand table was completed.

  "Great stuff!" Pei Yuanshao exclaimed: "With this thing, plus the scout's report, we'll have a clear understanding of their situation. Good! The Dragon brothers are indeed wise beyond compare!"