"Phew! What a scare!"
Amidst the laughter, one man frowned deeply. It was Zhao Dayou, the chieftain of Qingfeng Village, who had spoken earlier. He looked thoughtful and then turned to Wang Meng, saying:
"Chief Wang, how can anyone believe that you have eight hundred personal guards? Could it be a trap?"
"Qin Ze is Qin Haotian's son and has some reputation on the battlefield. Could it be that behind these eight hundred personal guards, there is actually a large army hidden? Is this a decoy to lure us out?"
Wang Meng revealed a mocking expression and said disdainfully:
"You're overthinking it, Chief Zhao. Where did he conjure up a huge army from? Don't scare yourself!"
"I'm not just spouting nonsense. The information I received is absolutely true, there's no way it's false!"
"He really only has eight hundred personal guards! I'd stake my head on it to be true! This Prince of Zhenbei is disliked by the court, so they specifically set this fief in Beiliang!"
Seeing Wang Meng's confident assurance, Zhao Dayou nodded.
At this point, Wang Meng smiled slightly and continued:
"In short, fellow chieftains, there is no need to worry. He only has these eight hundred personal guards, while my Black Tiger Stronghold has more than six thousand men, not to mention the troops under your command."
"However, he is currently entrenched in Shifeng City. If he is allowed to recruit people in the city and train them into soldiers, he will become a threat in the future."
"He's still young and inexperienced, so we should strike now to prevent future trouble!"
As he spoke, Wang Meng glanced at everyone.
Since learning that the Prince of Zhenbei only had eight hundred personal guards, Wang Meng was no longer worried.
However, he did not intend to be the first to attack and kill the Prince of Zhenbei, since there were other strongholds, and he did not need to risk his life.
After all, the Prince of Zhenbei was the first non-royal prince in the Great Gansu. If the court were to settle accounts with him afterward, it would be troublesome.
However, Wang Meng knew that if he didn't take action, someone else would.
He looked at Zhao Dayou, whose eyes darted around, and he smiled and said, "The Prince of Zhenbei has brought his whole family to Beiliang. I suppose there must be a lot of treasure in the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion. After all, he is the Prince of Zhenbei."
“My Qingfeng Village is a bit far from Shifeng City, otherwise I would go there tomorrow. Chief Zhu, you are closer. Your Wolf Head Village has more than 5,000 men, all of whom are brave and fierce. They are well-known in the streets. Taking down the 800 men of the Prince of Zhenbei should be a piece of cake, right?”
As he spoke, Zhao Dayou turned his gaze to Zhu Fu, the youngest chieftain.
Zhu Fu was seven feet tall, wearing a fur coat, with broad shoulders and a muscular build. His bare arms were bulging with muscles, and a giant axe hung from his waist.
He was not yet thirty, and although he had not been a bandit for long, he was ruthless, vicious, and arrogant.
Wolf Head Stronghold was the closest to Stone Peak City, and Zhu Fu had frequently plundered Stone Peak City. Upon hearing Zhao Dayou's words, he laughed heartily and said:
"Of course! I can go to Shifeng City whenever I want! Everyone in the city knows me, Zhu Fu! If I stomp my foot, they won't dare to move!"
"Qin Ze, that brat, is spouting nonsense! He dares to say he can wipe out the bandits of Beiliang with only eight hundred soldiers. Tomorrow, no, tonight, I'll lead my men to Shifeng City and teach him a lesson!"
"Once I storm the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion, I'll chop off his dog's head and make all the women and children in his household serve me, hahaha!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Meng and Zhao Dayou exchanged a glance and both smiled.
"Good! Brother Zhu Fu is indeed a hero! Come, bring some wine!"
"I wish Brother Zhu great success in this endeavor, and that he may slay the Prince of Zhenbei!"
"After this battle, Brother Zhu will surely become famous throughout the bandit world!"
Wang Meng gave a signal, and his men brought over drinks and poured them over.
Zhu Fu drank a large bowl of wine, his face flushed, and stood up with a smile. He cupped his hands in greeting to Zhao and Wang, and said in a resounding voice:
"My Wolf Head Stronghold was established relatively late, so this good opportunity shouldn't have come my way. But since all the other stronghold leaders have declined, I'll accept it without further ado."
"I will kill the Prince of Zhenbei tonight and immediately inform you all!"
"Gentlemen, please continue your drinks. I must take my leave now!"
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