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Chapter 411

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General Jiu stood up abruptly. He was nearly eight feet tall, and he was as burly as a mountain of flesh. The veins on his arms and forehead bulged.

He snorted. His rough face looked slightly ferocious. He grabbed two huge copper hammers with both hands.

At that moment, the other subordinates in the hall came to their senses one after another. They vaguely noticed the movement outside. One by one, they could not care less about the warm and fragrant bodies. They grabbed a handful of clothes and put them on. However, they had drunk too much and fooled around for too long. Their legs were still a little weak.

General Jiu pushed open the door with great force. Coincidentally, a human head flew to his feet and rolled twice.

He looked down. The head was revealed to be facing him. A pair of lifeless eyes were wide open, making one's hair stand on end.

"Yo, it's really a big fish!"

At that moment, he heard a mocking voice. General Jiu glared at her angrily.

Jiang Pengji had been fighting continuously. Her entire body was stained with sticky blood. Her original appearance could not be seen. At that moment, she no longer had the elegance of a gentry in her usual green robes. She was full of ferocity and anger. She was like a ferocious ghost that had crawled out of hell.

"Who are you? I don't kill nameless people! "

General Jiu was still full of confidence because he could see that Jiang Pengji did not bring many people with her.

Jiang Pengji's figure and height were very confusing. In many people's opinion, the burlier the body, the greater the strength and the greater the lethality. According to this standard, Jiang Pengji should be a paper doll that could be blown away by the wind. There was nothing to fear. Naturally, he would not really take her seriously.

Compared to Jiang Pengji, he was more concerned about the circle of people around her. Each of them was an expert in fighting and killing.

Jiang Pengji spat out a mouthful of blood and revealed a wanton and evil smile. A trace of scarlet seemed to flash in her eyes.

She did not speak. Instead, she stepped forward and closed the distance between her and General Jiu in an instant.

They would start fighting at the slightest disagreement. In a battlefield, who cared about so many tricks?

Either you die or you live.

General Jiu originally wanted to act pretentious, but he did not expect Jiang Pengji to not play by the rules. She was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

He subconsciously raised the giant hammer in his hand to block the sharp blade.

Bang —

A teeth-numbing sound of impact could be heard. After one strike, an extremely deep mark was left on the copper hammer that was covered with iron thorns.

General Jiu was horrified. The web between his thumb and forefinger split open, and viscous scarlet blood oozed out of the wound, dyeing his palm red.

Because of this sudden force, he almost lost his grip on the handle of the hammer. Even so, his mountain-like body was shaken and forced to take three or four steps back. If he hadn't stabilized his center of gravity, he would have fallen to the ground and lost all his face.

General Jiu was overwhelmed with shock. Jiang Pengji held her sword with one hand, and her left hand moved as fast as lightning. She pulled out a one-foot-long sword from her waist. With a poof, the snow-white blade pierced into someone's neck. This person wanted to ambush her when she was not strong enough, but he did not expect to lose his life first.

General Jiu was forced to retreat. In the time it took for him to stabilize his center of gravity, Jiang Pengji had taken two lives in a row.

"Everyone, charge! Take him down!"

Even though General Jiu was a bandit and had committed countless crimes, how could he compare to Jiang Pengji?

In the face of Jiang Pengji's irresistible attack, even General Jiu could not help but cower.

A few of his subordinates also wanted to take down Jiang Pengji with their advantage in numbers and make a great contribution.

After all, she had already left the protection of the troops and entered their encirclement.

However, sometimes strength and numbers had nothing to do with each other.

Even if General Jiu had more people than Jiang Pengji, it was useless. She was not afraid to fight against a hundred people alone.

It was as if she had eyes on her back. The sneak attacks of the people did not work at all. The sword in her hand was more like the scythe of the King of Hades. One stab into the heart, temple, or neck, and a person's life was easily taken.

General Jiu had nowhere to retreat, so he raised his two huge hammers and aimed them at her head. However, she suddenly flipped backward and exerted strength in her feet at the same time. Her body slid backward like a fish, and the horizontal blade in her right hand slashed at General Jiu's knees with great force, cutting off both of his legs.

With one hand on the ground, she kicked the wrist of the sneak attacker with both feet, then turned around and stood firm.

Holding the sword in her left hand, she slashed at General Jiu's thick neck. Blood splattered. Before the head fell to the ground, she grabbed the hair bun.

Blood spurted from the wound and dyed the ground red. General Jiu's eyes were still bulging out of their sockets. His expression was one of shock and horror.

As for his body?

Both of his knees were intercepted and chopped off. His head was separated from his body. The rest of his body fell to the ground with a thud.

Jiang Pengji stood in the hall, holding General Jiu's head with her right hand and shouting loudly.

"The enemy has been beheaded. Those who surrender will not be killed!"

Those who still wanted to attack were mercilessly killed by her.

The others had lost their will to fight. They were almost scared out of their wits. They could only put down their weapons unwillingly.

At that moment, the silent streaming room suddenly exploded with countless bullet screens.

Seeing that Jiang Pengji was surrounded by the enemy, the audience in the streaming room felt their hearts in their throats. They almost forgot to breathe.

Seeing that she was agile and able to deal with the enemies with ease, they could not help but cheer for her. Some of them were so excited that their faces turned red.

Even when they watched the most exciting martial arts movies, they had never enjoyed such a hot-blooded and exciting visual enjoyment.

That was because they knew that no matter how real the movie was, it was still fake. Everything in the streaming room was real.

Jiang Pengji was fighting a war. It was like walking on a tightrope high up in the sky. If she was not careful, she would fall into hell.

She did not want to be beheaded by the enemy, so she could only chop off the enemy's head.

From the entrance of the district headquarters to the hall, there were corpses with severed limbs and broken bones. Blood flowed all over the ground. The strong smell of blood filled everyone's nostrils. Those members of the Tsing Yi Army who were lucky enough to survive laid down their weapons and surrendered. They no longer had the will to fight.

Just before Jiang Pengji led her people to attack the district headquarters, Meng Hun had also begun the battle.

The members of the Tsing Yi Army near the west gate heard the news and rushed over. More and more people came. They did not expect that after the sneak attack at the city gate, the enemy did not leave the area. Instead, they sent a large number of troops to lie in ambush and wait for them to fall into the trap.

Archery was a compulsory course for every troop. They spent at least two hours a day specially training in this subject.

They trained hard every day. The sighting device on the improved crossbows was continuously improved to help them increase the accuracy of their shots. Under such conditions, the troops could not be considered as godly archers, but they could shoot wherever they pointed. Their accuracy was more than 90%.

Now, their target was not the moving heads of the Tsing Yi Army, but …

Meng Hun gestured for the troops to hold their swords. The arrows shot out and the torches of the Tsing Yi Army fell to the ground.

In the alley, there were only sporadic flames. The area that the flames illuminated was limited. Everything else was shrouded in darkness.

The sudden darkness caused many members of the Tsing Yi Army to panic. In the next second, what awaited them was a torrent of arrows.

Not only there, the same scene was playing out in other places.

The blood-curdling screams of the members of the Tsing Yi Army before they died reverberated to the sky. There were people who were shot and fell. Not long after, the ground was covered with the corpses of the members of the Tsing Yi Army. After a few rounds of shooting, the ambush spots of the troops were also exposed. The blood-curdling screams attracted more enemies.

To avoid increasing casualties, Meng Hun saw the situation and ordered them to retreat while fighting.

"Retreat for now!"

A strategic retreat was for the sake of greater victory and minimizing casualties.

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