The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 109 Hong Qigong Takes Action

Lu Chengfeng's eyes lit up, "Old Senior Hong is a chivalrous man, and there are many kindhearted people among the Beggars' Sect disciples. This matter would be much easier if they could help." The next moment, he shook his head, "Although Old Senior Hong is the leader of the Beggars' Sect, he travels all over the world and is hard to find. Even if we send a message, it may not be in time."

"Uncle, don't worry. I met Senior Hong a month ago. He should still be in the Kingdom of Jin. He may have known about this matter. With his personality, he will definitely not stand idly by."

Lu Chengfeng had not expected that Guo Jing and Hong Qigong were friends, so he laughed and said, "Great, great, Senior Hong is well-known and highly respected. With him here, we will definitely be able to gather heroes from all over the world."

However, Guo Jing shook his head gently after hearing this, "Uncle, the heroes and knights summoned here will stay in the south under the command of Senior Hong. I only hope to mobilize the generals and soldiers at the bottom of the Song State and ask them to follow me northward."

Lu Chengfeng thought about it and agreed. It would not be Guo Jing's turn to call on all the heroes to fight against the Jin people. Now he was not the great hero Guo who would guard Xiangyang decades later. He was a nobody and his words carried no weight. He was just a junior at best. Even if he brought people to the north, these people would not obey his orders.

Therefore, Guo Jing made an agreement in advance. He planned to dig into the Song Dynasty and bring those who were determined to fight against the Jin Dynasty and had courage and blood to Mongolia. These were the people who were truly useful to him.

"Also, I would like to ask my uncle to help me find some blacksmiths to forge weapons and armor."

Lu Chengfeng agreed without thinking too much, "Okay, leave it to me. When you return to Mongolia, I will hand it over to you personally."

If you want to do your work well, you must first sharpen your tools. If an army wants to win on the battlefield, it must not only have a qualified commander, but also have sufficient food, fodder and weapons.

Nowadays, the Mongolian army's armor rate is not high. Only the most elite guards under Genghis Khan have iron armor, and the rest are wearing leather armor, which has low defense. Guo Jing does not want these people he brought to the north to die in vain on the battlefield, so he can only try his best to save them.

It is better to rely on oneself than on others. He also hopes to gather manpower this time. Even if the Khan does not send troops, he must have the strength to fight. It is better to rely on oneself than on others. Guo Jing has gradually realized this.

"Guanying, I'll leave the task of contacting the various heroes to you. Even Qiu Qianren has defected to the Jin people. The Taihu bandits under your command may not be reliable. You must be careful and cautious in this matter."

"Father, I understand."

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In the tavern, tables of diners were sitting in the lobby, drinking and chatting. After three rounds of drinks, they talked about the current situation. A middle-aged man in decent clothes sighed, "The Jin people are so ambitious. It's really hateful. We finally have a few years of peace, and now they are going to invade the south again."

The person at the next table couldn't help but ask, "Brother, how do you know the Jin people are going to fight?"

The middle-aged man poured a glass of wine and said, "Have you not noticed that the prices of food, ironware, and military supplies in the market have all increased? It was the same scene before the Jin people went south. I will never forget it."

The cicadas know the coming of autumn before the wind blows; the food and fodder are sent before the armies move. Before a war breaks out, various signs are very obvious. The common people at the bottom may not feel anything, but the merchants connecting the north and the south are very sensitive, because once a war breaks out, trade routes will be cut off, and many people will lose everything if they don't prepare in advance.

A scholar said indignantly, "This matter must be notified to the government as soon as possible so that they can make preparations early."

"Hmph, the government of the Song Dynasty?" A sturdy man was peeling peanuts on the table, chewing them with a crunching sound. "Even if the court knew, wouldn't it still beg for mercy from the Jin people? The annual tribute has been increased in the past few years, and I'm afraid it will have to increase a lot more now."

There were four people sitting in the corner of the tavern. One was a scholar in white, one was a blind man holding an iron staff, one was dressed like a woodcutter, and the last was a short man carrying a steelyard. They were the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan who were investigating the Beggars' Gang for human trafficking. Quan Jinfa listened to the conversation of the drinkers around him with his ears erect, and said worriedly, "Brother, the Jin people are going south again. I heard that the Beggars' Gang has been fighting against the Jin with all their strength. Should we still investigate?"

Ke Zhen'e took a sip of wine and said in a deep voice, "Investigate, of course we must investigate! When have we, the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan, ever retreated? Fighting against the Jin is important, but isn't it important to find out the culprit? At this juncture, we must find out the truth."

While they were talking, a few beggars in the distance looked at the people in the tavern with their heads huddled, "Those four men should be the ones the elder is looking for."

A thin man sneered and said, "Yes, it is these few people. The Northern Zhongdu Branch sent a message saying that they have surrendered to the Jin people and asked us to help them and enforce justice on their behalf."

Soon, Ke Zhen'e and his four companions finished their meal and left the tavern. When they passed an alley, Ke Zhen'e stopped. Zhu Cong and his companions were puzzled, but they saw him shouting, "You have followed us for so long, come out now!"

A dozen beggars poured out of the alley, blocking the front and back. The leader was a thin man holding a broken bowl. He walked forward and bowed to the people, "Ladies and gentlemen, my helmsman invites you."

Ke Zhen'e leaned on his iron staff, his expression unchanged, "Old Master Hong was a hero all his life, but I never thought that the Beggars' Sect would produce villains like you who ruined the Beggars' Sect's reputation. You were the ones who hid your tracks and killed people to silence them, right?"

Immediately, a beggar cursed angrily, "You blind bastards, you defected to the Jin people, killed my brothers, and turned the tables on me." Then someone else said, "Brothers, go ahead, these Jin people's running dogs deserve to be killed!"

Several figures were rushing towards them from all directions in the alley.

However, the next moment, a huge palm force descended from the sky, landing on the ground and raising a cloud of dust.

"Ahem, who is it?"

The dense smoke and dust choked everyone present. Ke Zhenwu, Zhu Cong and others also had solemn expressions, as if they were facing a powerful enemy. This was a master.

After the dust and smoke cleared, a green bamboo stick was stuck straight into the ground. The faces of the Beggars in the alley changed, and they bowed their heads and bowed their hands, "Welcome, Leader."

The next moment, a drunken voice was heard, "Humph, the disciples of the Northern Branch are becoming more and more useless." Hong Qigong jumped down from the roof holding a red wine gourd.

Hong Qigong pulled out the green bamboo stick and put it on his waist. He burped and looked at the thin man in the lead. "Who ordered you to arrest them?"

The thin man's face was pale at this time. "Master, it was the leader of the Zhongdu branch who sent a message saying that these people defected to the Jin people and asked us to help them enforce justice."

As soon as Hong Qigong appeared, he guessed that today was going to be a big trouble!

"Zhongdu Branch, hey, it's time for this old beggar to go take a look."

(End of this chapter)