BSI Chapter 288 Yuwen Chenglong: Your backing may be strong, but I don't care.
Chapter 288 Yuwen Chenglong: Your backing may be strong, but I don't care.
"General, do you have any more manpower? You can give them to me as well."
Seeing Yu Juluo rushing over, Lü Xiao asked.
The Chixiao Army originated from the eight hundred men given by Yu Juluo, and began to expand after returning from the northern grasslands.
Yu Juluo contributed a lot, helping the Chixiao Army find promising talents within the Eastern Capital Camp, and sending quite a few people over the years.
But Lü Xiao felt that there could never be too many people.
"What do you think of me?"
Yu Juluo paused for a moment, then responded with a hint of mockery on his face.
All the people he trained were taken away by Lü Xiao.
That kid is still not satisfied; he wants more people.
What manpower does he have left?
"Alright."
Lu Xiao pondered for a moment, then nodded and said with a serious expression.
Although Yu Juluo is a bit old, with white hair and beard, his martial prowess remains undiminished, proving he is still vigorous despite his age.
Isn't there another saying?
These sixties and seventies are the prime of life for taking risks!
When an old general takes the field, one is worth two.
"..."
Yu Juluo was speechless. He opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.
He was just saying it casually, just joking.
Judging from Lü Xiao's posture, he wasn't just listening casually; his serious expression didn't seem like he was joking.
"Old General, report back to me later."
Lu Xiao said solemnly, patting Yu Juluo on the shoulder.
"I really didn't believe your nonsense!"
Seeing how serious Lü Xiao was, Yu Juluo had no other choice but to shake his head, both amused and exasperated.
Well, he still wants to hang out with those brats.
Being able to follow behind the Red Fierce Army isn't necessarily a bad thing.
Besides, even if the sky falls, Lü Xiao will hold it up, so he doesn't need to worry.
Going to the Red Fierce Army is a way to retire comfortably and have some fun with the young people.
Just as Lü Xiao and Yu Juluo were talking, they heard a burst of exciting drum music coming from behind them, growing louder and louder as it approached.
"Whose speakers are these?"
Lu Xiao turned his head, looking puzzled, his brows furrowing slightly.
Then they saw Yuwen Chenglong, that show-off, riding a tall horse.
A large band of musicians followed behind, playing instruments and making a great commotion, and I immediately understood.
"Your Highness, I'm back!"
As Yuwen Chenglong took a step, the drum band behind him followed, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.
However, compared to the previous scale, the number of drum band members was much smaller, but it did not affect the overall situation; the formation was still very impressive.
"What does this mean?"
Lu Xiao pointed to the drum band, his eyes filled with nothing but confusion.
After so many years of fighting, this is the first time I've ever seen someone bring a band to the battlefield.
"Hehe, these are all my own creations!"
Yuwen Chenglong dismounted and approached Lü Xiao, his face full of smugness.
Immediately afterwards, he began to tell Lü Xiao about the Battle Song.
He vividly recounted his heroic deeds of charging into and out of battle eight times, his words flowing freely.
Zhao Chong and Gao Le, who were standing to the side, nodded repeatedly.
Yes, they can testify that what Yuwen Chenglong said is true, not an exaggeration at all.
"6!"
At this point, Lü Xiao's thousand words could be summed up in a single word.
When it comes to being flamboyant, Yuwen Chenglong is undoubtedly the first.
Entering the battle with a little tune, even plastic bags couldn't hold Yuwen Chenglong!
This display of power and prestige is unparalleled in the entire Sui Dynasty.
"hey-hey."
Although Yuwen Chenglong did not understand the meaning of the number 6, he could tell from Lü Xiao's expression and tone that he had shocked the prince.
He felt increasingly smug, and straightened his back even more.
"Kid, hurry up and show us something!"
When Yu Julu heard the whole story, he was also full of surprise, his eyes wide open.
He's fought wars his whole life, and this is the first time a grown man like him has ever gotten into a sedan chair!
Leading troops into battle with his own band—this was a novelty he'd never seen in all his years.
"Keep the music playing, keep dancing!"
Seeing that Lü Xiao and Yu Juluo were both looking at him expectantly, Yuwen Chenglong immediately perked up.
With a wave of his hand, he was about to show off.
But the drum band behind him was weak and listless, their playing becoming weaker and weaker, and the sound becoming softer and softer.
Several musicians had swollen cheeks and chapped lips, clearly exhausted.
"I'll add more money!"
Yuwen Chenglong steeled his heart; how could he afford to lose face at such a moment?
Pay more!
You have to pay more!
"become!"
Upon hearing this, the drum band members immediately perked up.
His cheeks puffed out again, and his eyes were bloodshot, but that couldn't hide his desire for more money.
The music suddenly became loud again, resounding through the sky.
"This time we have the majority of our forces, so you can stick close to me!"
Yuwen Chenglong raised his spear, let out a heroic shout, and charged towards the palace.
The drum band also moved forward, closely following Yuwen Chenglong, playing music and making a lively scene.
Wherever Yuwen Chenglong went, the sound of drums and music followed, and the entire palace resounded with the stirring music.
Not only were Xiao Xian's men dumbfounded, but they also stood there stunned, not knowing what to do.
Even the imperial army, seeing this situation for the first time, was dumbfounded and almost forgot about fighting.
"This kid's actually pretty good!"
After Yu Juluo finished speaking, he also grabbed his weapon and rushed out to join the battle.
He wanted to see what other tricks Yuwen Chenglong could pull.
Seeing this, Lü Xiao could only shake his head silently.
It can only be said that we underestimated Yuwen Chenglong before. Even without the necessary sound equipment, he insisted on creating it himself.
When it comes to showing off, Yuwen Chenglong is the best.
Giving this guy divine power was definitely the right decision.
Half an incense stick later, the Xiao clan's banners in the palace were all cut down, and banners with the character "Lü" fluttered in the breeze.
"Your Highness, we have confirmed that this is Xiao Xian's bedroom."
Yuwen Chenglong walked beside Lü Xiao, leading the way while speaking, his tone carrying a hint of seeking credit.
Upon arriving at the tightly closed bedroom door, Yuwen Chenglong stepped forward and kicked it open.
As Lü Xiao stepped into the hall, he immediately smelled a strong, bitter, and pungent medicinal odor.
He was all too familiar with this smell. When Yang Guang was recuperating, the imperial study was filled with the same medicinal odor that wouldn't dissipate.
No wonder Xiao Xian hasn't appeared on the battlefield yet; he really has fallen ill.
Upon seeing Lü Xiao and his group, the people inside the hall all knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads, their bodies trembling.
Xiao Xian lay on the hospital bed, his face pale, his lips chapped, and he had lost a lot of weight. He stared unfocusedly at Lü Xiao.
He tried to sit up, but he was too weak to move and could only barely lift his head.
He may have lost, but he will not die.
Empress Xiao, the current emperor, is his paternal aunt.
There are still many members of the Xiao clan in this Jianghuai region.
In any case, Lü Xiao didn't dare to do anything to them.
"Your Highness, he thinks he has a very strong backing."
Yuwen Chenglong could also see that Xiao Xian was fearless and confident.