Chapter 126, Destroy the Army! Suppress the Bandits! Before I knew it, it was night again. "Are you two ready now?" "I've rested all day and I'm full of energy. Tonight, the moon is dark and the wind is strong. It's a good time to kill someone." "Young friend Ouyang, please calm down. I am old and cannot stand being scared." "Mr. Lu is joking. Mr. Lu has just recovered from his old injury, so he should rest well. Don't worry, when you get up tomorrow morning, the four great bandits will no longer exist." "My two friends, please be careful. Although it is easy to sneak into the bandit camp, the four major bandits are not just a mob. There are also many brave old thieves who are good at fighting." "Thank you, Mr. Lu, for reminding us. We will be careful." After saying goodbye to Lu Miaozi, Ouyang Feng and Shan Wanjing followed the same route they came last night, left Pegasus Ranch, and sneaked into the bandit camp. ……
In the center of the bandit camp stood a large military tent. Around the big tent, there were rows of tents in an orderly manner, all of which were occupied by elite thieves. There were also teams of thieves wearing leather armor patrolling in shifts, giving people a feeling of strict vigilance. Compared with the four chaotic bandit camps on the periphery, the central camp where the large military tents were located looked like a powerful force. Of course, compared with a truly powerful army, it is still far behind. After all, the four major bandits have only been in power for two years, and they have always been roving bandits. They are far inferior to those well-known rebel armies that already have bases and strict military discipline, not to mention the upright "royal army". At this moment, in the big tent, the four bandit leaders were gathered together to discuss tomorrow's battle. "The pass at the gorge is too high. We are at a disadvantage in archery. We need to capture some craftsmen to build catapults." "Where can we find a craftsman who can make a trebuchet? There is no one in our craftsman camp who knows how to make a trebuchet." "I heard that there is a craftsman under Li Mi of Wagang who can make a trebuchet. Where did he find this man who can make a trebuchet that can throw a fifty-jin stone two hundred steps into the air?" "Li Mi was born into an aristocratic family. As Lord Pushan, he has a wide network of contacts. Of course, he knows where to find craftsmen. He might even know how to make it himself..." "The moat under Xiakouguan is also very annoying. We will have to continue to drive people to fill it tomorrow." "Drive more animals to fill the ditches, so we can save some food. Damn, tens of thousands of mouths to feed, doing nothing but eating all day. I shouldn't have brought so many useless animals along." "That's not the case. Even if there's not enough food and grass, we can still eat two-legged sheep! These tens of thousands of animals are all stored fresh meat..." As he was speaking, Cao Yinglong, who looked like an old scholar, suddenly raised his hand and made a gesture of silence. After everyone quieted down, he listened attentively for a while and said with a puzzled look: "Where does the music come from?" The tall and thin man, holding a whisk and wearing a scholar's gown, looked like a villainous scholar. Mao Zao listened carefully for a while and said: "Is there music, like someone playing the piano?" Cao Yinglong said: "It's not a qin, it's a zheng." Furious: “What’s the difference?” "Yes, Boss Cao, what is the difference between a qin and a zheng?"
Fang Jianding, who had a big tumor on his head, was tall and strong, and carried a short-handled mace by his side. He asked in a buzzing voice. "The difference is obvious, that is..." Cao Yinglong pondered for a while and felt that there was really no way to communicate with these uneducated killers - God have mercy on him, he is a registered disciple of the "Evil King" Shi Zhixuan, with great martial arts skills and wisdom. He should have a bright future, but he had to follow his master's orders and join up with these bandits. The thought of this made him sad. With a sigh, Cao Yinglong changed the subject and looked at the short fat man "No grass grows" and said to Batian: "Is it your people who are playing the zither?" Xiang Batian was a womanizer and often abducted women and brought them to the camp. Cao Yinglong thought that the woman playing the zither that night was most likely the prostitute abducted by Xiang Batian. However, Xiang Batian shook his head and said: "I haven't robbed any young lady who can play the piano recently." After that, he smiled obscenely, "There are quite a few young ladies who are good at playing the flute, and they all have a good speaking ability." Mao Zao and Fang Jianding laughed loudly upon hearing this. Cao Yinglong laughed twice casually, and his eyes suddenly changed slightly: "The sound of the zither is wrong!" "What's wrong?" Mao Zao, Fang Jianding and Xiang Batian are all far inferior to Cao Yinglong in martial arts, and their hearing is not as sharp as his. Although they can vaguely hear the sound of string music, they can't make out the meaning of it at all. Cao Yinglong focused his ears and listened carefully. Suddenly his face darkened and he said sternly: "That zither sound is strange! Gather the troops quickly and prepare..." Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden bang from the east, followed by a tsunami-like noise. Then, all kinds of shouts, screams, and wails continued to sound, and like a rolling tide, they surged towards the central camp where the four bandits were located. The four major bandits were all used to leading troops, so they knew what was going on as soon as they heard the noise. Xiang Batian's face changed and he shouted: "Oh no! There's a roar from the camp in the east! Damn it, those damned bastards, why don't they just scatter and rush over here?" The roars of bandits are not to be feared. In other words, it was common for bandits to riot in their camp. The bandits have no military discipline, and the lower-level bandits are bullied and exploited. They are starving and clothed, and are forced to do life-threatening work such as filling ditches. Their spirits may collapse at any time. Therefore, many times, as long as one person shouts "the soldiers are coming" in a dream, it is possible to trigger a camp roar. But the roar of the bandits was not terrible, because after the roar, they basically scattered and fled in all directions. The bandits who were physically exhausted could not run far, so the old thieves could just wait until dawn, leisurely gather the fleeing bandits, and then drive them back. Therefore, the four bandits, who were used to seeing the roars of the camp, were not too worried at first. But the problem is that the camp roar tonight was really weird. From the sound, it seemed as if the entire east camp had exploded. Moreover, the soldiers who heard the camp roar did not flee in all directions, but rushed towards the central camp all at once. How could this happen? Mao Zao, Fang Jianding and Xiang Batian were all confused, shocked and angry. Of course, they were driven here on purpose! I told you that the sound of the zither was weird! Cao Yinglong snorted coldly and said sternly and quickly: "What are you standing there for! Go gather the troops and defend the camp!" As he said this, he strode out of the tent.
Mao Zao, Fang Jianding and Xiang Batian came to their senses and quickly followed Cao Yinglong out of the tent, taking their trusted men with them to gather troops. Fortunately, most of the elite old thieves under the four major bandits were stationed in the central camp. The noise from the camp in the east also alarmed those old thieves. Although these old thieves who had experienced fighting for a long time were not panicked, they had already started to prepare. Therefore, the four major bandits quickly gathered seven to eight hundred to a thousand elite old thieves each, and formed a formation to guard the east side of the camp. Just as they had managed to form a battle formation, they saw a huge group of chaotic soldiers rushing over like headless flies, sinking their swords into the dantian of Tyrant Heaven, their tongues spitting out spring thunder, and roaring: "Anyone who dares to charge the camp will be killed without mercy!" But this roar had no effect. Although the group of bandits in the front row were slightly awakened by his roar, before they could stop, they were pushed by the following crowds and continued to rush towards the camp. "Damn it!" Xiang Batian cursed angrily and looked at Cao Yinglong. Cao Yinglong snorted coldly and ordered: "Shoot!" The old thief's archers began to shoot arrows. Under the powerful arrows, the soldiers in the front row fell down one after another, and the momentum of the crowd's attack slowed down slightly. But archery was not very effective at night, and the chaotic soldiers could not see the miserable condition of those who were hit by arrows. They were not scared at all and continued to rush forward desperately under the rain of arrows, and were about to run into the old bandit's formation. Upon seeing this, the four great bandits each commanded a team of veteran thieves, with swords and shields in front and spears in the back, forming a shield wall and a forest of spears to hold off the oncoming chaotic soldiers. After all, the elite old thieves were much stronger than these miscellaneous soldiers who were brought in as support. Not only were they well-equipped and skilled in fighting, they could also have three meals a day. No matter their strength or courage, they were far superior to the mob soldiers. Under the attack of the unorganized mob soldiers, they actually held on steadily, looking like an unshakable reef. "Damn, you scared me..." Seeing that the chaotic soldiers failed to disrupt the formation, Fang Jianding wiped the sweat from his head, spat, and was about to say something funny, when he suddenly saw Cao Yinglong's face change again, and suddenly looked to the west. Fang Jianding was suddenly startled and said in a lost voice: "No way?" As soon as he finished speaking, a noise like a tsunami broke out from the western camp behind him, followed by the sound of footsteps like a surging tide, rushing from the western camp towards the central camp. Hearing the noise, Mao Zao, Fang Jianding and Xiang Batian felt their hands and feet go cold. If only one camp was attacked, they could still hold on with these three or four thousand elite old thieves, but the camps on the east and west were in chaos, with at least 20,000 chaotic soldiers attacking from both sides. They were attacked from both sides, and it was night time. How could they resist? Even being attacked from both sides was not a big deal, as there was a camp to the south and north respectively, with tens of thousands of bandits and miscellaneous soldiers gathered in it! "Boss Cao, we can't hold on any longer. Let's retreat!" Mao Zao said hurriedly. withdraw? Cao Yinglong looked at the old bandits' formation that was entangled with the chaotic soldiers in the east. Originally, the formation was relatively stable, but with the sound of whistling from the western camp, the formation gradually showed signs of instability. He smiled bitterly in his heart. At this moment, if we order a retreat, the old bandits' formation will surely collapse immediately, and then be attacked by the chaotic soldiers coming from the west. How many people can be evacuated in the end? But Cao Yinglong also knew that if they dragged on, the situation would become even more dire. If the camps on the north and south sides were also in chaos, they might not be able to take any of the old thieves out with them. They could only rely on their martial arts to escape. Even "escaping with one's life" may just be a luxury. How terrifying must the martial arts of this master be for being able to stir people's hearts with the sound of the zither, cause the camp to roar, and even drive the chaotic soldiers who should have fled in all directions to charge in the same direction? It’s despairing just to think about it! Cao Yinglong sighed secretly, not daring to delay any longer, and shouted: "go!" He jumped onto his horse and rushed towards the north with dozens of old thieves and his confidants riding war horses around him. The three major bandits, Mao Zao, Fang Jianding and Xiang Batian, only brought their old thieves and trusted confidants who had horses with them, each leading dozens of people, and followed Cao Yinglong. As the four great bandits left, the formation of the three or four thousand elite old thieves suddenly collapsed. The old bandits no longer cared about stopping the rebel soldiers and fled in a hurry. But before they could run far, the rebel soldiers from the west came in waves. As the chaotic soldiers on both sides collided, the old thieves were suddenly dizzy. In the dark night with a dark moon and few stars, and only a few dim lights, it was difficult to tell the directions, or to distinguish between friends and foes. In order to protect themselves, they could only wave their swords and guns like the chaotic soldiers in the camp, and chop anyone they saw. For a moment, the screams of the bandits killing each other reached the night sky, shaking the surrounding areas, causing the Canyon Pass to be on emergency alert, and scaring the bandits' camps in the north and south to spontaneously howl. However, because there was no one to guide them, the spontaneously howling camps in the north and south camps just dispersed normally. the other side.
Cao Yinglong and the other four major bandits each brought dozens of trusted old thieves with them. They hacked and killed the soldiers who blocked their way, rushed out of the camp in one breath, and rushed towards the open area in the northeast direction. Just as they rushed out for a few miles, a bright sword light suddenly burst out from the side of the cavalry, flying like a white rainbow piercing the sun, pointing directly at Batian. Xiang Batian, who was locked in the sword light, felt his hair stand on end. With a strange cry, he stepped on the stirrups with both feet, and his fat body soared into the sky. But this did not change his fate. At the moment when Xiang Batian leaped into the air from the horse's back, the sword light that was shooting straight at him suddenly bent, and while cutting the warhorse under Xiang Batian's seat in half, it suddenly soared into the sky, caught up with Xiang Batian at an incredible speed, and swept past his neck. Then the sword light converged, revealing a graceful figure, which had already surpassed Xiang Batian in height. Then, the graceful figure was seen stepping lightly on Batian's head with the tip of her toes, using the force to fly away diagonally. After being kicked, Xiang Batian's head suddenly fell off his neck, and as blood spurted out, his head and body were separated and fell to the ground. At the same time Xiang Batian was attacked. Cao Yinglong, Mao Zao and Fang Jianding all felt a biting cold wind blowing towards them at the same time, which not only made them feel cold all over and chilled to the bones, causing their blood to stagnate, but even their thoughts seemed to be frozen by the cold wind, and their brains became blank. Although the thought only stopped for a brief moment. But in this brief moment, a cold blade light suddenly appeared in front, slashing down from top to bottom. With just this one blade, Mao Zao, Fang Jianding, and the two cavalrymen behind them, who were in the same straight line, were all split in half, including their horses! From the beginning to the end, Mao Zao and Fang Jianding, whose martial arts skills were much higher than Xiang Batian, were unable to even dodge. Seeing this scene, Cao Yinglong, who had already escaped from the "frozen" state, felt his heart and liver breaking, and he hoarsely said: "Who are you anyway?" Unfortunately, the only answer he got was a blade light as sharp as a silver snake. Cao Yinglong roared angrily and summoned all his life's strength. He thrust out with his spear wildly. The true energy gushed out from the tip of the spear, condensing into an invisible air cone about ten feet long, which struck the silver snake-like blade light with an indestructible force that could crush everything. pity. The gap is too big. puff! With a slight sound, the silver snake's blade tore through the air cone like tearing silk, and then slashed on the spear head, splitting Cao Yinglong's spear evenly in two from the steel tip to the hardwood handle, and then swept past Cao Yinglong and the warhorse under him. Two moments later, the galloping warhorse silently split into two equal pieces, and Cao Yinglong on the horse's back also split in half along the midline of his body. From the flash of sword that stabbed Xiang Batian to the moment Cao Yinglong and his horse were cut in half, it only took a few breaths. Within a few breaths, the four major bandits that had been wreaking havoc in Jingling, Yiling and Nanjun areas for a long time were all killed. After the four great bandits died, the more than one hundred old bandits and elite cavalry who followed them to escape from the chaotic army wanted to flee in all directions, but suddenly the sound of a zither was heard. As the zither sounded, the war horses under the bandits neighed and knelt on the ground, throwing the bandits off their horses. Afterwards, the sound of the zither rang out again and again. The horse thieves felt dizzy and staggered like drunkards, not knowing east, west, south, and north. Then they were killed one by one by the lightning-like sword light, and were sent to see the King of Hell one after another. After killing the last batch of tough old thieves. The sword light faded and the zither sound stopped. The two figures retreated after accomplishing their mission and headed toward the north. Now that he had fulfilled his promise to Lu Miaozi, it was time to go to Chang'an to take Yang Gong's treasure.
Early the next day. The people at Pegasus Ranch were shocked to find that the four major bandit camps had been deserted, leaving only a mess and countless corpses. After Pegasus Ranch sent out scouts and conducted a careful reconnaissance, they found the bodies of the four bandits who had died in tragic circumstances. Overnight, tens of thousands of bandits collapsed, none of the four major bandits survived, and even seven or eight out of ten of their gang's elite veteran thieves were killed. Where did the army come from to destroy this group of bandits? But last night, I only heard the roar of the camp, but didn’t hear any sound of the army attacking! Everyone at Pegasus Ranch was confused. But soon after, news from an unknown source began to spread. The ones who defeated the army and wiped out the bandits were Ouyang Feng and Shan Wanjing. [Two more chapters, please give me a monthly ticket! ] (End of this chapter)