Ye Xiong did not urge him and waited quietly.

It's nothing for him, but for Murong Sheng, rebellion is a matter of losing his mind.

After pondering for a long time, Murong Sheng laughed and said, "Mr. Ye, I can't afford to worry about my age. Now it's your young man's world. I'm so old and I don't have the energy."

It is impossible to unite the world without ten or eight years. At his age, if you are a person of ten or eight years, you will not know how old you are, and it will be boring to let him be the emperor again.

It’s better to take advantage of the present and have a more romantic life.

"Everyone has their own ambitions, Mr. Murong, I respect your decision. I will not disclose a word to the outside world about what happened today."

Ye Xiong stood up and prepared to leave. After all, he was a rebel, so it would be better for both sides to have less contact.

"Young Master Ye wait a moment."

Murong Sheng stood up, walked into the inner room, and after a moment, he brought out a tray.

On the tray were a bunch of white silver coins and two bunches of gold and silver.

"These are part of my savings, and there is no need to do it now. Just treat me as I send it to you. I hope you will accomplish great things one day. I still remember me, the old man." Murong Sheng put the tray in Ye Xiong's hand and continued: "What I said is that if it doesn't work, I hope you don't give me it out. At this age, it doesn't matter if I die, but I'm afraid I will be in my family."

"Thank you, Mr. Murong, I know how to do it." Ye Xiong nodded.

Murong Sheng’s approach is very smart, just spending money to buy a future.

When he gets up, he has to be kind to himself, and he will definitely not treat him badly.

If he can't get up by himself, he will lose some money.

This is a typical businessman approach.

"I wish Mr. Ye a bright future and a bright future."

"I lend you your words, old sir, goodbye."

Ye Xiong collected the money. Because there were too many, Murong Sheng finally gave him a bag and then put it all in it.

With the starting funds, Ye Xiong's team grew stronger and stronger, and in just one month, it increased from one hundred to three hundred.

During this period, the officers and soldiers sent him to encircle him and attack him again. The team of thousands of people came, fully armed.

Ye Xiong once again showed his mighty spirit, holding a big sword to fight a thousand, just like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

The teams under his command also joined the battle, and finally killed a thousand officers and soldiers and fled in panic.

At this point, Ye Xiong's reputation has truly gained.

These thousand officers and soldiers brought Ye Xiong good supplies. The troops improved their harpoons and hoes at the beginning to using knives and spears, and wearing armor, and their combat power increased significantly.

Under his teaching, some people achieved great success in their thirty-six-way sword techniques, and their power became increasingly powerful.

Ye Xiong divided the three hundred people into three groups, each with one hundred people, and then selected a centurion. The three armies carried out confrontation exercises and formation exercises, greatly improving the combat power of the troops to cope with the subsequent war.

...

Fisherman City, the city lord's mansion.

The city lord Dongfang Ming is very troubled. He has suffered a lot of headaches in recent days and has been unable to sleep or eat.

Japanese bandits appeared one after another in several small towns by the sea, and many fishing boats were robbed and countless casualties were injured.

Although it has not arrived ashore yet, it will be a matter of time sooner or later.

The bandits had already given him a headache, but at this time, a bunch of thieves appeared in Nanping Town. Among the thieves, the leader was a very skilled martial artsman and had the courage of thousands of men. He sent several officers and soldiers to encircle and suppress, but he did not expect that they all returned in disgrace.

The worst thing is that he sent a document to ask for support from the superiors, but he did not know that the superiors were ambiguous, and he did not say that he would not send troops. According to the speed of the Daxia Kingdom's dispatch of troops, the position of the city lord would probably be devastated on the day when they sent troops.

"Report, Lord, the big thing is wrong." The butler Wu, hurriedly ran in.

"Can't you give me some good news? Big things are bad every day, and good things are said to be bad by you." Dongfang Ming cursed fiercely, and then continued to ask: "What happened?"

"The thousand officers and soldiers we sent to suppress the rebels were defeated again," said Master Wu.

Bang!

The teacup in Dongfang Ming's hand fell to the ground.

"A thousand officers and soldiers can't even beat a hundred people. Are they eating shit?" Dongfang Ming cursed.

"The city lord, the commander of the thousand men said that the thief was too strong in martial arts and was simply brave enough to be inappropriate for thousands of men."

"Waste is waste, don't make excuses for your failure."

Dongfang Ming was so anxious that he asked, "How many soldiers do we have to send?"

"There are less than three thousand people, and these people are still guarding a few small towns by the sea to prevent bandits. They can't move!"

Dongfang Ming was so anxious that he couldn't beat the thieves even a thousand people. If he sent two thousand people over, he would have to lose both sides even if he won. At that time, if the bandits took advantage of the situation, they would be in trouble."

"Master Hu, what do you think we should do?" Dongfang Ming asked.

"My Lord, the best way now is to seek peace. First stabilize these rebels, and then send someone to write a letter to ask for support." Mr. Hu suggested.

"You let me ask for peace with the thief, no."

"Master Lord, the thief is his own person and a citizen of the Daxia Kingdom. I heard from the defeated officers and soldiers that this thief leader will have a much better character than the bandits if he does not kill the surrendered soldiers." Master Hu suggested.

Although Dongfang Ming was reluctant, he had no choice but to do anything now.

"Master Hu, I'll send you to discuss peacekeeping. Remember, no matter what method you use, you must hold him back."

"Yes, Lord City Lord."

Master Hu took the order and left, took more than a dozen officers and soldiers, prepared some gifts, and headed towards Nanping Town.

...

Nanping Town, training ground.

"Report, sir, bandits appeared on the sea." A fisherman guarding the seaside reported.

"How many ships?" Ye Xiong asked.

"There are two ships, the number of people in these ships is about one hundred, and the total number is about two hundred."

"Have they got ashore?"

"I have no plans to get ashore for the time being, just walk around the beach."

Ye Xiong walked out of the training ground, came to the beach by the sea, and watched the two large veins flowing in water.

The legion was established, but there was no ship!

Recently, many fishermen who went out to sea have been killed when they encountered bandits, and some women have been captured. Now no one dares to go out to sea.

"Wu Dezhi, come here." Ye Xiong shouted.

"Sir, what are your instructions?"

A man in armor walked in with a big knife around his waist, majestic.

This man was the centurion promoted by Ye Xiong and one of the best martial arts among a group of fishermen.

"Send the order to find some beautiful fishermen and make them dress up beautifully. From tomorrow, do nothing and pick shells by the beach." Ye Xiong ordered.

"My wise, these bandits will definitely be tempted. When they lead ashore, we will catch them all in one go." Wu Dezhi smiled.

"Send the order and gather for a meeting, right away."

"Yes, sir."

After a moment, three hundred people gathered.

Ye Xiong came to the group of soldiers with his hands behind his back, and his eyes swept one by one, his eyes were as sharp as a torch.
Chapter completed!