Yan Three led three thousand soldiers towards Mount Fuyang.
He was overjoyed.
He had been to Mount Fuyang before, but the overall strength of Mount Fuyang was greater than his. Moreover, the terrain of Mount Fuyang was much better than the barren mountain where he was.
Therefore, when he came to Mount Fuyang, he was subconsciously inferior.
He was suppressed by Zheng Sanduo.
Now, Zheng Sanduo was dead.
Under Du Qi's command, he had truly gained a foothold and became one of Du Qi's men.
Now, the difference was huge.
He had a bright future ahead of him.
On this day next year, it would be Zheng Sanduo's death anniversary.
Yan Three knew about Du Qi's background and he was already familiar with Mordor. Therefore, Yan Three didn't have much scruples at this time and asked, "General Mordor, Young Master was once the emperor of Xia Xia. He abdicated and came to Great Qin. What's the situation like in Xia Xia? "
Mordor had a nostalgic look on his face.
After leaving his hometown for a long time, he also missed Xia Xia.
He missed home.
Mordor pondered for a moment and said, "To tell you the truth, Xia Xia's national strength is more than ten times or even a hundred times greater than Great Qin. In fact, Xia Xia's territory is also far greater than Great Qin's. In my eyes, Great Qin is too weak. It's because Xia Xia has been developing internal affairs and expanding to the west of Xia Xia that they didn't come to Great Qin. "
"Otherwise, Great Qin would have been destroyed long ago."
"Great Qin is nothing to be afraid of."
Mordor urged his horse forward and said, "For example, people like Nicholas Tu who died in Great Qin. I've killed countless people. He's just a mere county governor. Furthermore, he's a county governor without much authority. He's not worth mentioning. "
Yan Three could feel Mordor's tone.
He was really powerful.
Moreover, Mordor was extremely powerful. Although Yan Three knew martial arts, he would be suppressed by Mordor. It was impossible for him to win.
Yan Three said, "General Mordor, you are indeed powerful."
Mordor chuckled.
He raised his head and lamented, "Yes, I am indeed very powerful now. However, in the past, I was merely a slave. It was Young Master who was wise and took me in. Then, he let me practice martial arts and let me study. That is how I am today. "
Yan Three said, "Young Master is really amazing."
Mordor said, "Of course."
After pausing for a moment, Mordor said, "Yan Three, since you know how powerful young master is, then do your job properly. Following the young master, as long as you have the ability and are hardworking, it wouldn't be a problem for you to become the governor of a county in the future. If you don't work hard and just want to waste your days, I can tell you that although you can live a good life, you will at most be a county magistrate. "
Yan Three was also filled with fighting spirit. He said, "I will remember General Mordor's teachings."
Mordor said, "Studying more isn't a bad thing. The more you are willing to study and the more you are willing to study, the more opportunities you will have. You should know that Young Master didn't bring many people with him to the Great Qin Empire. After all, he needs people to guard the Xia Xia. He can't send more troops. This is your chance. "
Yan Three said, "I understand, I understand!"
He looked very confident.
Mordor looked at Yan Three and smiled gently.
He didn't usually talk so much with Yan Three. The reason why he said this today was to let Yan Three do his job properly.
This was Mordor's goal.
The two of them chatted casually while the group was hurrying on with their journey.
From where they were, they rushed to Mount Fuyang. In the evening, when the sky was completely dark, they finally arrived at the foot of Mount Fuyang.
Everyone had already lit up their torches.
Everyone looked at Mount Fuyang.
This was because Mount Fuyang was quite steep. This was the reason why one man could hold back ten thousand men.
This was why Zheng Sanduo had always been on Mount Fuyang.
In truth, this was also because there wasn't a strong governor in Songyang County. Because the officials were weak, no one dared to cause trouble when Zheng Sanduo occupied Mount Fuyang.
Now that Yan Three brought Mordor here, he didn't stop and directly started to climb the mountain.
There weren't many soldiers on Mount Fuyang.
Especially at night, many of the soldiers were already resting. However, there were still some people standing guard at the foot of the mountain. When the people standing guard at the foot of the mountain noticed people approaching, they immediately came out to stop them.
Yan Three waved his hands and the soldiers under him attacked and killed the soldiers blocking their way.
The group continued to climb the mountain.
"Wu! Wu!! "
The sound of a horn instantly rang out.
When the soldiers standing guard at the foot of the mountain saw that the enemy was coming, they immediately blew the horn.
As the horn sounded, the bandits on the mountain quickly gathered. A group of people gathered in the stronghold, but many of them were scattered and lazy. All these years, Zheng Sanduo had occupied Mount Fuyang and had never been attacked.
Therefore, the people on the mountain didn't think that they would be attacked.
When someone suddenly attacked, they were all stunned.
They weren't prepared.
That was why they were scattered.
When the team led by Yan Three and Mordor had already reached the mountain and arrived outside the stronghold, the soldiers in the stronghold finally gathered. Everyone held their weapons and was ready for battle.
The person guarding the stronghold was called Zheng Cong.
He was Zheng Sanduo's nephew.
Zheng Cong was in his early twenties and was full of vigor. As Zheng Sanduo had gone out and needed to leave his direct descendants behind to guard, Zheng Cong was left behind. He stood in the stronghold and looked at the enemies with a solemn expression.
Yan Three led his men and formed a formation outside the stronghold.
He directly stepped forward.
As the mountain was steep, all the war horses were at the foot of the mountain. Now, everyone was riding up the mountain. Yan Three looked into the stronghold and shouted, "I am Yan Three. Who is in charge of the stronghold now?"
Zheng Cong had been in the stronghold for many years. He saw Yan Three through the fire and raised his eyebrows.
He knew Yan Three.
Zheng Cong's face was cold as he said in a deep voice, "Yan Three, I am Zheng Cong. Uncle led the troops out to attack Du Qi. Now, you think that we don't have enough troops so you want to take advantage of us? "
"Hahaha …"
When Yan Three heard this, he suddenly laughed out loud.
There was disdain in his laughter.
There was also indignation in his laughter.
How dare Zheng Cong look down on him?
Did Zheng Cong still think that he was a bandit in the past?
Yan Three's eyes were sharp as he said in a deep voice, "Zheng Cong, I'm afraid you are mistaken about something."
Zheng Cong said, "Yan Three, what do you mean?"
At this moment, Zheng Cong was actually not that anxious anymore. If it was someone else who suddenly came to Mount Fuyang, Zheng Cong might be worried.
However, Yan Three was just a bandit from Mount Dahuang.
There was nothing to be afraid of.
Yan Three said calmly, "I, Yan Three, have stopped being a bandit a long time ago. I am now following Du Qi. Also, there is something I want to tell you. Your uncle Zheng Sanduo is already dead. His head was separated from his body. "
Boom!
Zheng Cong's mind exploded.
He was stunned.
How was that possible?
His uncle was perfectly fine. How did he die?
Zheng Cong only recovered after a while. He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Impossible. How can my uncle be dead? Yan Three, don't try to scare me. "
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