Loan Wusheng

Chapter 76 Do you want to rebel? (6k)

Nansha Town is one of the 21 towns and 19 townships under the jurisdiction of Heishan County.

There was a scholar named Yan in the town. He was very wealthy and owned thousands of acres of land. Half of the villagers in Nansha Town were tenants of Mr. Yan and earned money for him.

Master Yan's family also raised blood-refining warriors to guard the house. Even Master Yan's eldest son was a blood-refining warrior who learned boxing and swordsmanship in the Canghai School.

The purpose of the Black Mountain Bandits' trip was to rob the Yan family.

Even though there were only twenty-one people coming down the mountain, they were all experts.

Apart from the second in command Zhang Pingteng, who is a master who has refined blood eight times and is about to accumulate energy, there are seven other blood refining warriors. Although the other brothers have not yet refined their blood, they are not far behind and are also good soldiers in the army.

More importantly, this time they cooperated from inside and outside. Qian Peng, a guard of the Yan family, was beaten and scolded by Master Yan. He felt resentful and contacted the Black Mountain Bandits to rob the Yan family.

"Boss, I've found out everything. This Yan has at least 700 to 800 taels, and more than 1,000 taels. He also has food and other things. After doing this, he won't have to leave the mountain for most of the year."

Next to the second in command Zhang Pingteng, a bandit with a scar on his face and wearing leather armor came galloping from not far away and reported to Zhang Pingteng in a low voice: "But there is no news about Qian Peng. I always feel that something is wrong... Boss, are we still going?"

"Go, what are you afraid of?"

Zhang Pingteng didn't take it seriously at all. His armor was facing the sun, reflecting dazzling golden light. "We can just climb over the wall of Yan's family. Even if they are well prepared, what can they do? At most, they are from the militia. They are not even blood-refining warriors. We can just charge at them and they will scatter. What are we afraid of?!"

"County soldiers? That Wang guy is as timid as a mouse. He can't even form a battle formation. How could he possibly come out? And Qian Peng was still in contact with us yesterday. It can only be one night at most. How could the county soldiers come so quickly?"

Zhang Pingteng spoke nonchalantly, completely unaware that the world in Heishan County had changed and was no longer the same as he knew it.

Zhang Pingteng was originally a soldier in a county of Yunzhou. Three years ago, the Northern Rong army came south too quickly and destroyed his unit in one battle.

Zhang Pingteng took his three brothers with him and became deserters. They went to the Black Mountain and joined the leader of the Juyi Bandits. From then on, they became members of the Black Mountain bandits.

Because he was born a deserter from Yunzhou, he naturally had a set plan for robbery. Every time he robbed, he felt that he was "invincible". No matter whether it was an escort agency or a travel company, they were no match for Zhang Pingteng.

In addition, not long ago, Lieutenant Lin led the county soldiers of Heishan County to the mountain to send troops, and Zhang Pingteng also obtained a lot of armor and swords. His strength increased greatly. Naturally, he did not take the gentry like the Yan family seriously.

However, Zhang Pingteng thought about it and instructed the younger brothers around him: "When we enter the Yan family, we will only rob their money, and don't rob them all. Leave half for them. Don't kill the people of the Yan family. Just rob some people in the town, and you can kill them at will."

"Boss, we've saved all of this! This isn't the first time we've done this business, don't worry."

The younger brothers shouted in response. They were all veteran bandits and naturally knew that there was a big difference between killing gentry and killing civilians.

Killing the gentry would reduce taxes for the court.

Since the county government cannot collect taxes, it will naturally cause trouble for them.

Killing the gentry of this town would naturally make the gentry in other towns and villages suffer, and they might even unite and pay to hire someone.

What would they do if some outer martial artist took the money and rushed up the mountain to chop people indiscriminately?

And sometimes they can even cooperate with the gentry!

Therefore, the common people are easier to bully.

Without money or force, you can rape and bully at will!
Persimmons should be picked soft and pinched.

In this way, this group of more than 20 bandits hurried all the way and quickly approached Nansha Town according to the location they had scouted before.

However, after crossing the small hill and reaching the plain on the north side of Nansha Town, facing the cold wind, Zhang Pingteng looked at the courtyard with endless paths in front of him, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

wrong.

Very wrong.

What about the tenants?
Even in winter, there must be someone working around here, right? Why is it so bare with no one in sight?

Where is Qian Peng?
What is Qian Peng doing? Why is the gate of the Yan family compound closed?

The experienced Zhang Pingteng was very alert and whispered, "Brothers, pack up your stuff and retreat. Something is wrong. Take a look around..."

Before he could finish his words, a horn sounded suddenly, first short and then long, and blew into his ears along with the cold wind.

"It's a bugle call!"

Zhang Pingteng's face changed drastically. As a defeated soldier and a deserter, he knew the sound of the horn too well.

This is the clarion call for attack!

"kill!"

The shouts of killing rang out throughout the sky; the sound of the horn was drowned out by the rumbling of horse hooves and shouts from all directions.

"It's the cavalry, the Black Mountain Guard's cavalry!"

One of the gangsters shouted subconsciously, his face instantly pale: "They are coming from behind!"

"Hold on, don't panic, there are only ten cavalrymen, what are you afraid of?!"

“Brothers of Blood Refining, follow me and form a defensive formation! Where are the spears? Hurry up and use them to block them. Damn it, don’t run. Can you outrun four legs with your two legs?!”

"You bastard, why didn't you bring a spear with you when you went out?!"

"..."

In the chaos and panic, these bandits had no ability to organize some corresponding counterattacks. Only a few bandits who were deserters or defeated soldiers knew that they could not escape at this time and could only gather together. Some bandits who only went up the mountain to kill people had already begun to separate their teams and started to flee.

However, the cavalry ignored the old bandits who were gathered together with ferocious and murderous expressions, and rode their horses directly to chase and kill the panicked thieves.

Cavalry, mainly for harvesting.

If you confront them head-on, you will suffer too much.

Those panicked thieves went straight into the surrounding fields, dispersed into the few wheat fields, and tried to escape through the ditch.

However, in the winter wheat fields, the wheat ears naturally cannot grow tall.

Therefore, the paths of these petty thieves were clearly seen.

There were waves of horse hooves. Deputy Captain Yang Jun rode in front of the scene. He didn't even need to use his true energy. Just with the impact of the horse, he picked up a small thief. After a scream, he was picked up and fell down. He was trampled into a pulp by the horse's hooves.

The infantry also began to press forward around them.

Zhang Pingteng had a nervous look on his face. He looked at the Black Mountain Guard infantrymen at the end of his sight, who were forming a military formation with great momentum, and the young general with great energy under the military flag in the center of the formation. He almost vomited blood.

"No, gather your energy, and line up to press forward?!"

Not only did Zhang Pingteng's face change, but the faces of the battle-hardened soldiers and bandits who had fled many times and were deserters who followed Zhang Pingteng also changed.

There were only twenty-one of them who came down the mountain, and twelve of them were fools who ran away and were dealt with by the cavalry.

What qualifications do the remaining nine blood-refining warriors have to deserve the call of an army of Qi-gathering warriors to deal with them?
"Boss, what should I do?"

A blood refining bandit turned pale, and Zhang Pingteng saw this, without hesitation, he threw down his weapon, took a step forward, and shouted in the direction of the army: "I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender!"

But before he could finish his words, he saw a flash of sword energy suddenly appear in the army formation.

The next second, Zhang Pingteng's body suddenly exploded!

Blood and flesh splattered in all directions, leaving no intact body.

Zheng Jun, who had swung the knife, looked indifferent and ordered his men, "We will not accept the surrender of these bandits. Kill them!"

Then, he took the initiative to disperse the army.

"Order!"

After the army dispersed, Xu Zhilei, the leader of the personal guard group, put on his armor, shouted loudly, and rushed forward like a fat ball, unstoppable, charging towards the other bandits in front.

"Brothers, they won't let us surrender. Let's fight those bastards from the imperial court!"

The bandit shouted and became ferocious.

After realizing that they had no other choice but to fight hard, they naturally had to fight hard!
So he immediately took up his weapon and charged towards the Black Mountain Guards.

Among the one hundred people dispatched this time, ten are blood-refining warriors. However, the remaining eight bandits are also blood-refining warriors. If they become ruthless and desperate, they can be a bit troublesome.

The squad leaders of the third group were very experienced. Upon seeing this situation, they immediately cooperated with each other to surround the blood-refining warrior and kill him with the form of outnumbering.

Zheng Jun did not take any action, but just supervised the army on the side to prevent any accidents.

This time we came out to suppress the bandits just to let the soldiers see blood.

There isn't much result from practicing all the time.

The leader, Zhang Pingteng, who had refined his blood eight times, had been killed with a single sword by myself who had formed the formation. There shouldn't be any problem in encircling and suppressing the rest.

Soon, these blood-refining bandits were caught in a bitter battle.

Although they looked ferocious and were very strong when hacking around randomly, they were somewhat embarrassed in the army formation.

After all, swords, spears, and halberds were used from all directions, and the coordination was well-balanced. The squad leader in the team also had blood refining cultivation.

As long as they haven't accumulated enough energy, it will be difficult for them to break through the siege of the cook and the squad leader.

After a while, these bandits were exposed and pierced by the army's spears, with bloody holes all over their bodies.

As long as the martial arts sects and street bandits are not organized and cannot form a large formation, they will be powerless in the face of the army.

After Emperor Shenwu unified the country, he took action against the martial arts sects. Wherever his cavalry passed, countless people were killed before the sects compromised. The gap between the systematic imperial court and the martial arts world was self-evident.

Zheng Jun just watched quietly from the side.

But at this moment, something strange happened.

A bandit who had refined blood four or five times actually rushed out from the siege, his eyes red as he rushed towards Zheng Jun with a knife in hand: "You bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

"Protect the head!"

“Hurry, hurry, hurry!” “…”

The fat man Xu Zhilei, who felt very happy after killing a bandit with one knife, suddenly saw this scene. He was shocked and roared in anger.

But before he could finish shouting, he saw Zheng Jun not dodging or evading at all. A faint black gas appeared on his arms. With the activation of the Iron Sand Demon Subduing Skill, his palms were as hard as iron. He directly caught the blade with his bare hands and firmly grasped the powerful goose feather knife of the bandit in front of him!

"what!"

"what?"

The fat man and the gangster exclaimed at the same time.

The fat man let out an "ah" because he had forgotten Zheng Dutou's Iron Sand Demon Subduing Skill.

The bandits exclaimed in amazement that Zheng Jun could actually catch a knife with his bare hands?
What's going on? Didn't they say that Wang Zhen, the head of the Black Mountain Guard, was a fool who had no energy accumulation and was just a ninth-time blood refiner? !
He grabbed his Yanling knife. How could he be a fool?!
The bandit cursed Zhang Pingteng a hundred times in his heart, but when he wanted to pull the knife back, he saw that Zheng Jun's palm was like a pair of pliers, tightly clamping the goose-feather knife in his hand.

Zheng Jun just lifted the Yanling knife lightly and took it away from the bandit's hand. He threw it to the ground and kicked the bandit who rushed to him. He looked at the pale-faced blood refining officer and said, "Feng Ze, what's wrong with you? How can this let him escape? Kill him and I'll deduct half of your silver."

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, the squad leader named 'Feng Ze' immediately led his brothers forward and stabbed the bandit who had just crawled up from the ground. In just a blink of an eye, the bandit had several bloody holes on his body and fell to the ground and died.

In front of Zheng Jun, a line of small ink characters appeared.

[Seize the blade with bare hands, show off your power with horizontal training. The repayment progress of Iron Sand Demon Subduing Skill is +13, and the current repayment progress is: 2408/2500. ]

Zheng Jun nodded slightly, and there was actually a shallow blood mark on his hand.

However, the Iron Sand Demon Subduing Technique was working hard to slowly heal the wound.

It seems that being stabbed by a knife does increase the recovery rate much more than being beaten with bare hands.

Do you think you will take the initiative to find someone to chop me with a knife in the future?

Zheng Jun fell into deep thought.

With the death of the blood-refining bandits, the turmoil gradually subsided.

One hundred infantrymen and ten cavalrymen.

It was not a difficult task to wipe out twenty-one bandits, especially under the conditions of territory suppression, numerical suppression, and active ambush.

But this also brought a victory to the fifty infantrymen of the new recruits.

The bodies of the twenty-one bandits were gathered together, their heads were chopped off and loaded onto a carriage, ready to be taken back to ask for rewards.

After all, the Great Zhou recorded military achievements based on the number of heads headed.

Bandits are the lowest class in the military merit book, and three bandits are equivalent to one Northern Rong barbarian soldier.

However, for counties like Heishan County, which basically does not border the Northern Rong, their greatest military achievements come from banditry.

The losses this time were not great, as no one died in the battle. There were only four injured, three of whom were slightly injured, and only one was slashed by the bandits who broke out of the siege. However, the bleeding had stopped and he would need several months of rest to recover.

As for the rest, everything was fine and there was nothing wrong.

"Dutou."

Xu Zhilei came to Zheng Jun panting, his face covered in blood. He bowed and asked Zheng Jun, "All these bandits have been killed. I hope the captain will give me some instructions on how to go up the mountain and easily capture the bandit's nest next."

"Not urgent."

Zheng Jun shook his head and looked up at the Yan family compound not far away.

The gate of the Yan family compound was tightly closed.

It was as if the fight that had just happened in front of the door had nothing to do with their family.

Upon seeing this, Zheng Jun immediately called two squads of his personal soldiers and said, "Come with me to the Yan family to see what's going on."

After Zheng Jun finished speaking, twenty soldiers immediately stepped out of the battle formation. Zheng Jun continued, "The rest of the soldiers will rest where they are. The captain will compile the battle report. For heads whose owners are unknown, we will divide the reward money equally among all the soldiers in the group."

"Yes."

After hearing Xu Zhilei's resounding reply, Zheng Jun was very satisfied. He then led twenty county soldiers towards the Yan family compound.

But before Zheng Jun knocked on the door, he heard a burst of chaotic noise coming from the yard.

……

Yan Family Courtyard is the largest family in Nansha Town.

Covering an area of more than ten acres, he is like a local tyrant in Nansha Town, and his words are more effective than the emperor's edict.

There were thirty servants serving in the yard, and among the hired guards, there were two blood-refining warriors and ten ordinary warriors.

Today, the Black Mountain bandits came down the mountain to rob, which scared Master Yan. Fortunately, the Black Mountain Guards got the news and ambushed here in advance, and wiped out these bandits in one fell swoop, bringing peace back to the Yan family.

The second son of the Yan family sat in the front, while the old man of the Yan family was anxiously waiting for the final result deep in the courtyard.

However, just after the victory, the second son of the Yan family became worried.

After all, those thieves outside won, and according to convention, they have to pay some money to reward the army.

Well, it’s better to lose money than to suffer disaster.

It is better to pay those bandits for their military service than to be robbed by the Black Mountain bandits.

"You, come here and tell the old man to take thirty taels..."

After giving himself psychological comfort, the young master of the Yan family immediately called a short servant over. Before he could finish his words, the servant suddenly gritted his teeth, took out a handful of sharpened iron pieces from his sleeves, and ran towards the second young master of the Yan family to stab!
"Son!"

"careful!"

"..."

The servant was just an ordinary man, while Young Master Yan was surrounded by two blood-refining guards. Seeing this, before the servant could stab, the two guards had already taken action and directly stopped the servant from stabbing and captured him.

Master Yan didn't even react. When he did, he flew into a rage and slapped her in the face, angrily saying, "How dare you, bitch, hurt me?!"

"Pooh!"

The servant's mouth was full of blood, his teeth had been knocked out by the slap. He looked at Master Yan coldly, his eyes filled with hatred: "You bastard Yan, I wish I could eat your flesh and sleep on your skin! Forty-nine days ago, you robbed Lian'er in the town, where did you lock her up?!"

Hearing the word "Lian'er", Master Yan recalled and identified the appearance of the servant in front of him. He suddenly realized and sneered, "So it's you, the wild dog!"

About two months ago, he was in high spirits and strolled around Nansha Town. Suddenly, he saw a good-looking village woman, so he kidnapped her on the street and ordered his men to beat up the person who was traveling with the village woman. The village woman seemed to be called "Lian'er", and the person in front of him was the person who was traveling with the village woman.

It must be his husband.

Thinking of this, Master Yan sneered, picked up the sharp iron sheet he had used to assassinate him, came to the "servant", scratched his face with the iron sheet, and grinned: "To tell you the truth, after your wife slept with me, she cried and begged to be my concubine, so I reluctantly accepted her."

After saying that, Master Yan smacked his lips and cut a hole in the man's cheek. Then, he said with regret, "What a pity. When my wife found out about this, she got angry and had her dragged to the well to be filled... I am also very sad about this. After all, your wife is a good worker."

"My wife's uncle is the chief clerk of Langkang County, and her family is also a big family in Langkang County. You can't afford to offend them. You can only watch your wife die."

After hearing what Master Yan said, the short man who was captured by the two guards was so angry that his eyes were red with anger. He could only roar in anger, and two lines of tears flowed down his face.

"Keep him in the backyard, and after those thieves leave, drag him to the well to fill it up with his wife."

Master Yan waved his hand impatiently, and at this moment, the door of the Yan family was kicked open with a bang.

"Um?!"

Master Yan was stunned for a moment, then he looked towards the gate and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The person who came was not a Black Mountain bandit, but a young general.

Wearing armor, he stood in front of the gate, his eyes as cold as stars, and his armor was splattered with blood.

Why are you kicking my door? You are such a thief!
Master Yan muttered inwardly, then smiled and said to the young general, "Thank you, Captain, for saving me..."

Before Master Yan could finish, the young general had a stern expression on his face. He drew out the Beirong sword and said in a cold voice, "Take it down!"

At the command, the soldiers behind him, as fierce as wolves and tigers, rushed in like a tide and poured into the Yan family compound.

Hearing the young general's words, Master Yan panicked instantly and shouted, "You, you, you...what are you doing?! My family collects taxes every year and feeds the people of the town for the court! If it weren't for our kindness, renting the land to those lowly people to farm, they would have starved to death long ago. Why are you taking advantage of us, the good people?"

"Are you planning to rebel?!"

Master Yan shouted, as if to give himself courage, and threatened: "My eldest brother is practicing martial arts in Canghai Sect, and he is an inner disciple. If you take us, you will have no place to stand in the officialdom or the martial arts world!"

Hearing this, Zheng Jun couldn't help but chuckle: "Canghai Sect? Where did this roadside stray dog sect come from? How can it bark here?"

"How dare you insult the Canghai Sect!"

Master Yan's eyes widened with anger, but when he looked at the county soldiers around him, he shrank his neck for a moment and whispered, "If you have the guts, tell me your name. Which captain of the Black Mountain Guard are you? Don't you know that your deputy captain Yang Jun is a good friend of my old man?"

After hearing what Master Yan said, Zheng Jun raised his eyelids, looked at a soldier beside him, and said coldly: "Let Yang Jun get in!"

"Yes, Captain."

After hearing Zheng Jun's words, the soldier immediately took the order and went out to find Deputy Captain Yang.

After hearing the soldier's call, Master Yan was suddenly stunned, and the next second, a chill arose in his heart.

The head of the city?

Then the person in front of me is not...

Zheng Saburo?!

　Sorry, my family, I have to get up early tomorrow morning to go to the hospital, so I won't stay up late to write. The appointment is at 6000 o'clock, so I'll just make it words per chapter for now QAQ
　　
　
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