The Black Wind Stronghold had a fierce reputation. The seven chiefs either had disheveled hair, looked evil, or had frightening scars. All of them cursed and cursed endlessly. They also had a large number of subordinates. From a distance, one could tell that they weren't good people.
Those who were familiar with the situation naturally knew that these were seven villages that were connected by marriage. A few bullies in the villages colluded with each other and gathered hundreds of refugees to cause trouble. This was how the world was at the end of the Ming Dynasty. The population expanded and food was scarce. There were countless people who committed crimes in order to survive.
Zhou Qingfeng, this fat sheep, had caused too much of a ruckus. When the robbers heard about this, they all became restless. Commander Gao sent out an order to appease the surrounding strong people to join forces, but the seven chiefs of the Black Wind Stronghold didn't know the situation. They felt that working with Commander Gao was too disadvantageous, so they might as well take it all on their own.
Zhou Qingfeng went from Fushun to Shenyang in one day. The robbers didn't even have time to set up a trap before he slipped away. When the caravan was about to return to Fushun, the seven chiefs of the Black Wind Stronghold had already sent people to keep an eye on them. They sharpened their weapons and waited to act. The caravan left the city at daybreak. When the Black Wind Stronghold heard the news from the city guards, they immediately gathered people to rob them.
The location of the robbery was ten li outside of Shenyang City. It was practically taking place right under the eyes of the city guards. It was an absolute mockery of the incompetence of the Daming government. However, such an evil thing happened in broad daylight, and no one cared about it at all.
Outside the city, there were many villages. It was only a few days after the New Year, and villagers could be seen visiting relatives. When the hundreds of people from the Black Wind Stronghold came out from the village road, the commoners all fled in panic. Along the way, all the villages closed their gates. The strong young men climbed up the walls and stared at the thieves who were like locusts.
The bandits from the Black Wind Stronghold, who were dressed in rags, did not pay any attention to those small villages. They noisily made their way onto the main road and carelessly blocked the hillsides by the road. They either stood or sat, gathering together in groups of three to five. Hundreds of people occupied the hillside by the road. They looked like a bunch of flies on a pile of dung. It was impossible to count how many people there were.
In reality, those Stronghold Masters really didn't know how many people they had under them. They didn't have the ability to manage. Every time they went out, they would swarm like bees.
The experienced village elders would educate the younger generation — Do you see those strong people? They were all poor people gathering together, grabbing some wooden sticks and rusty rods to block the road and rob. Those people's lives were all worthless, they weren't afraid of anyone. Moreover, there were so many of them, it was extremely terrifying. Seeing that they were gathered here, it was obvious that they had their eyes on a passing caravan.
Sigh … It seemed like the caravan was doomed.
The educated younger generation often nodded their heads, but they still plucked up their courage to see the strangeness of this bandit's robbery. Many people couldn't get enough of watching from afar, so they tried to get closer to watch. There were even some people in the countryside who still had a bit of righteousness in their hearts. They walked along the road in the opposite direction to warn the passing merchants, telling them to quickly avoid it.
On the official road between Shenyang and Fushun, Zhou Qingfeng's caravan was not the only one, there were also many other pedestrians. Hearing the villagers' alarm, the bystanders all avoided it. Only Zhou Qingfeng's team only stopped for a moment, but still continued to move forward.
After the chaos of the "big recruitment", Zhou Qingfeng's reputation for being benevolent and generous slowly spread. He had just sent the Human-Faced Demon and Flat Hair to scout ahead when an old man ignored the fierceness of the puppet wolf and shouted from the roadside: "Is that Fushun's Zhou Dongjia?"
The Human-Faced Demon and Flat Hair hadn't returned yet, but Zhou Qingfeng had received information from the fleeing travelers that a large group of bandits was blocking him in front. If it was someone else, they would have fled back to Shenyang, but he didn't and insisted on trying his luck. He didn't expect that there would be someone who came to persuade him not to throw his life away.
The old man on the roadside shouted loudly. Zhou Qingfeng, who was riding the puppet wolf, felt it was strange. He couldn't just drive the old man away, so he waited for the old man to stagger closer. He heard the old man stand still and praise loudly: "I've long heard that there is a young man in Fushun who is so good, looking after the poor and rescuing the old and weak. It's rare that he is still born with a dignified appearance and a handsome face. Today I see that it is indeed true. He is really a natural talent! "
Talent? Perverted talent.
Master Zhou had never been praised like this before, and his brain almost crashed. He was stunned for a moment, then asked in reply: "Sir, what do you want?"
Do you want to take advantage of me? I'll just give you a few taels of silver, don't hinder me from killing people.
But after the old man praised Zhou Qingfeng, he also praised Zhou Qingfeng's team.
"What a good young man, you must be riding a Black Cloud Howling Wind Beast. This mouth is full of malevolence, and its bones are proud and arrogant. It is a primitive species that can sweep the universe with one eye. It is majestic and domineering. In the past, I have only seen some words in the biographies of supernatural beings. Today, I am lucky enough to see it. It is enough to comfort me. "
'Dog Meat' probably understood the old man's praise. It actually raised its neck and let out a long howl. The howl caused the air currents in the cold wind to become chaotic, as if it could really shout at the sky and the earth, laughing at the north wind, as if it was crazy.
"And these two generals, Heng and Ha, one is burly and imposing, and the other is loyal and upright. These two warriors are lucky to have met a wise master. In the future, when they compete on the battlefield, they will definitely make great achievements. The ranks behind the warriors are neat and orderly, and their footsteps are sonorous. One look and you can tell that they are the elites of a hundred battles, an invincible force. Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful! "
When Zhou Qingfeng turned around, he only saw Gao Daniu and that fool Wu Daimen. He thought to himself, "Is this old man blind? You probably read too much 'Investiture of the Gods' and 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms', right? Why can't I see that these two good-for-nothings of mine are burly and imposing, and where are they loyal and upright? "
Zhou Qingfeng looked at the old man blocking the way again and shouted in a louder voice, "Old man, what on earth do you want? If there is nothing, I still have to hurry. "
But not only did the old man not get out of the way, but he also walked up to 'Dog Meat' and pulled on Zhou Qingfeng's trousers, shouting, "Young man, you have a great future ahead of you. Don't fight recklessly. I am a private school professor in a nearby village. I have come to tell you that the bandits are blocking the road and that you should quickly leave.
Although the bandits are a motley crew, they are numerous and not afraid of death. For the sake of a full meal, they could become savage and terrifying, losing all of their natural instincts, just like demons from the underworld. How many traveling merchants can't return home, and how many old, weak, women, and children have been abandoned in the wilderness? The son of a rich family will not sit under the eaves. Listen to me, don't fight for the sake of loyalty. Quickly leave. "
Although Zhou Qingfeng frowned when he heard this, he was quite moved. Although this old man was a bit pedantic, it was rare for him to have a good heart in this world. He casually groped around, took out a few taels of silver and handed it over, saying, "Thank you, Old man, for reminding me. If there is anyone who is poor, please help me give some money.
I already know that there are bandits blocking the road ahead. Today I am here to sweep away these human dregs and return the happiness and health of the common people. If Old Man is brave enough, you can watch the battle from inside my formation. Watch how I exterminate these demons and monsters and avenge those who died unjustly. "
The old man was already old, but when he heard Zhou Qingfeng's words, he was startled. A moment later, his blood surged and his heroic spirit reached the clouds. "You, young man, have such a big tone. Other people do good deeds and at most give some money, but you pick up your sword and spear and want to level the universe. Rare, rare! You are not afraid of death, why would this old man cherish this life? I will accompany you! "
Without hesitation, the old man climbed into one of the carriages in a flurry. He was so excited that he couldn't stop singing, saying that he was going to boost everyone's morale. Although Zhou Qingfeng heard the noise, he didn't pay it any mind. He continued forward on his wolf, arriving at the place where the hundreds of Black Wind Stronghold experts were entrenched.
When the two sides were two or three hundred meters apart, Zhou Qingfeng ordered the caravan to stop. He rode the puppet wolf fifty meters forward, and ten of his recently trained bodyguards followed behind him. Tan Feng wanted to follow beside him, but he was ordered to guard the caravan and not to come out.
Seeing the appearance of a fat sheep, the motley crew of the Black Wind Stronghold on the opposite slope also began to move. Several hundred people swarmed forward to meet the enemy. The seven leaders of the stronghold were also very cunning. They knew that their own people were all weak, and that they could only rely on their advantage in numbers to exhaust their opponents.
The Black Wind Stronghold's troops split into two, and then two into four. They spread out to the left and right into several attacking teams, wanting to surround Zhou Qingfeng's caravan. When the time came, Zhou Qingfeng wouldn't be able to deal with them even if he had three heads and six arms.
Faced with the bandits that covered the entire mountain, the hundred or so people in the caravan were indeed uneasy. Many of the guards' faces were ashen, and they wanted to run away in fear. However, there were many of the backbones that Zhou Qingfeng had brought from Ehekulun in the caravan. These people pulled out their blades and shouted, "Those who retreat will die." Even Xu Bing took out her crossbow to prevent any internal strife.
The old man standing on the carriage gripped the frame tightly. Faced with the bandits that filled his vision, his qi and blood surged, and he found it difficult to breathe. Tan Feng, who was guarding the caravan, gripped the hilt of his blade tightly, and then loosened it forcefully. His heart tightened as he clenched and relaxed. In this situation, a single person's bravery was too insignificant. He would run out of stamina after killing a few people, and he would fall into a predicament.
However, Zhou Qingfeng, who was at the front of the caravan, didn't retreat. He threw out the Black Warrior that the Statue of Martyr had transformed into. He stretched out his hand and shouted, "That scar-faced man on the other side, take his head for me."
The Black Warrior was tall and burly, with thick armor and a heavy sword. It attracted many people's attention as soon as it appeared in the black smoke. At this moment, other than the hundreds of bandits swarming on both sides of the official road, there were even more people watching from the side. Many people climbed up the trees or stood on high places to look at the battlefield on the official road from afar, and they exclaimed from time to time.
When they saw the ant bandits of the Black Wind Stronghold surrounding them, they cried out in shock. They couldn't bear to see Zhou Qingfeng and the others being destroyed. However, when they saw Zhou Qingfeng facing the enemy, they widened their eyes again. They saw a cloud of dust suddenly appear in front of the young man. When the dust settled, a fearless general was revealed. This general was wearing dark armor and holding a large sword. As the young man pointed, wind appeared under his feet, and he suddenly attacked.
After receiving the order, the Black Warrior moved quickly. It was as fast as a galloping horse, and as fast as lightning. It strode forward dozens of meters in one breath, and with each step it took, a cloud of dust would rise. The dust formed a line, and it directly killed its way into the ant bandits.
The ant bandits at the front saw the Black Warrior's shocking aura and didn't dare to face it head-on. They all scattered to the sides and tried to attack from the back. However, the Black Warrior's momentum didn't decrease. It didn't fight with anyone along the way, and it only charged forward without stopping, directly toward the back of the ant bandits.
When normal people fought, they only saw the enemy in front of them. They didn't know how deep the enemy was, much less where the enemy leader was. If they rashly charged into the enemy's formation, they would be surrounded by swords and spears. If they slowed down for even a moment, they would be in a desperate situation. Under the heavy encirclement, it was inevitable that they would be defeated quickly.
However, Zhou Qingfeng, the Human Faced Demon, and the Flat Hair, one burrowed underground, and the other flew into the sky. They investigated from two sides. As soon as the two sides started fighting, Zhou Qingfeng already knew what the seven leaders of the Black Wind Stronghold looked like and where they were. When the Black Warrior appeared, it used its thick armor and explosive speed to directly decapitate the leader.
The chief chief of the Black Wind Stronghold was still a hundred meters behind the front line. In the blink of an eye, he saw a thick, pitch-black fellow run out of the dust and kill in front of him. He immediately cried out in surprise, "Stop him!"
The Black Warrior's cultivation was only at the first level of Muscles and Bones, but it was extremely strong. With a swing of its heavy shield, a few weak ant bandits were sent flying. The greatsword instantly killed them, and the corpses of several opponents fell into two. It didn't shout, roar, or pose. Every move it made was practical, and with every strike, someone would definitely die under the sword and shield. It didn't look very powerful, but no one could stop it, and it charged forward to its heart's content.
The ant bandits all turned around and raised their weapons, but they couldn't catch up to the Black Warrior. When the chief chief of the Black Wind Stronghold saw the fierce black fellow approaching him, he was instantly alarmed. He turned around and ran with his subordinates. However, no matter where he ran, the Black Warrior immediately chased after him. In his panic, a wisp of smoke rose from the ground and hooked onto the chief chief's ankle.
With a cry of pain, the chief chief immediately fell flat on his face, and his body rolled several times on the ground. Before he could get up, he stretched out his hand to call out to his subordinates, but they only glanced at him before running away. When he turned around again, he saw the Black Warrior rushing over with large strides and swinging its blade.
The chief chief, who led hundreds of bandits, had just entered the battlefield when he felt his body become much lighter. His vision spun, and his head was already separated from his body, blood splattering everywhere.
The Black Warrior grabbed the head from the ground and raised it high up, instantly shocking everyone present. In less than a minute, the enemy leader was dead!
When the old man in the carriage saw the raised head, he also raised his hands and shouted loudly, "This warrior is so powerful. He charged straight into the enemy camp, beheaded the general, and seized the flag. It's like he's in an uninhabited place. He's truly a divine soldier descending from the heavens and sweeping through everything.
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