A sickly fellow ridiculed by the entire army? I'll be the most beautiful woman in the barracks!

Upon hearing this, everyone looked toward the source of the sound and saw a young city guard running toward them, carrying several quiver quivers of arrows.

The boy stopped in front of Zhao Daxuan and presented him with several quivers of arrows as if they were treasures.

Upon closer inspection, the quiver of arrows contained over a hundred standard-issue arrows from the city guards, and they were all in excellent condition, clearly not recycled items.

After examining it, Zhao Daxuan handed it back to the boy and asked with satisfaction, "What's your name?"

The boy looked at Zhao Daxuan with admiration and respectfully replied, "My name is Zhao Fubao, sir."

Zhao Daxuan patted Zhao Fubao on the shoulder and nodded, saying, "Not bad, we're even from the same clan! You'll follow me and fight alongside me later!"

Zhao Fubao was overjoyed upon hearing this and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Yes, sir! I promise I will never hold you back!"

After saying that, he took several quiver of arrows and stood behind Zhao Daxuan.

They even deliberately adjusted the direction of the arrows in the jars so that Zhao Daxuan could easily retrieve them when needed.

Then, Zhao Daxuan looked at Deng Rong, who had returned after completing the inventory, and asked in a deep voice, "Squad Leader Deng, how was the inventory?"

Deng Rong remained silent for a moment before speaking: "There are 38 bandit corpses on the checkpoint. Adding those from along the way, a total of 69 bandits have been killed."

As soon as Deng Rong finished speaking, there was an instant silence.

Most people looked at Zhao Daxuan with admiration. Just now, with the corpses piled on top of each other, no one could tell exactly how many there were at a glance, but now that the number was clearly displayed, everyone was filled with shock.

Everyone who had followed him along the way had actually anticipated the number of heads Zhao Daxuan had already taken, but they hadn't expected it to be so many.

Many people originally thought that Zhao Daxuan should have completed nearly half of the tasks he had pledged, but it turned out that he had already completed more than half.

Only a few people who had been deliberately observing while collecting the arrows understood that this number was absolutely accurate, including Li Erhu.

Li Erhu silently walked behind Zhao Daxuan and stood next to Zhao Fubao. He knew that with Zhao Daxuan's strength, he would definitely not be an ordinary person in the future, and he had to stick close to this powerful figure.

Seeing Li Erhu's actions, his soldiers followed suit, and soon other soldiers followed as well.

Soon, everyone stood behind Zhao Daxuan, except for Deng Rong, who remained standing in place, watching this scene with a livid face.

Zhao Daxuan ignored him and chuckled, saying, "Gentlemen, let's continue to fight the enemy together."

After saying that, he strode forward. Along the way, there were many bandits hiding on the rooftops shooting arrows, but their weak arrows were intercepted halfway by Zhao Daxuan's arrow, and then shot to death by another arrow following closely behind.

Two more groups ambushed Zhao Daxuan and his men from behind the shadows of the house, intending to attack them as they passed by, but they were all shot dead by Zhao Daxuan the moment they peeked out.

Along the way, they contributed dozens more lives to Zhao Daxuan.

They fought their way through, and along the way, Li Erhu led his men to search every house. When they found a few bandits hiding inside, the group rushed up and hacked them to death on the spot.

With each person Zhao Daxuan personally shot and killed, Zhao Fubao would stand behind him and shout out the latest results.

"seventy!"

"Seventy-one!"

...

"Eighty-five!"

...

"One hundred and thirty!"

Finally, when Zhao Daxuan arrived at the chief's house with his men, the number of bandits he had personally shot and killed far exceeded the number pledged in the military order.

At this moment, the leader, along with over a hundred men, stood in the open space in front of the house, his face grim as he watched Zhao Daxuan and his group slowly approaching.

Less than 15 minutes ago, he received a report that someone had stormed the checkpoint and not only shot and killed the second-in-command, but also killed more than 30 of his brothers.

The leader naturally didn't believe it and immediately ordered his men to investigate the situation again. When they returned to report, the number of casualties had increased from thirty to over a hundred.

Only then did the leader realize that something was wrong. He immediately ordered all his brothers to gather at his place. Faced with an unknown enemy, he had to concentrate all his forces.

When Zhao Daxuan saw the leader leading over a hundred men in a tense standoff from afar, he turned to the group behind him and said, "Stop here and take precautions."

Upon hearing this, Li Erhu and the others showed a hint of relief on their faces and all breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Although they had witnessed Zhao Daxuan's strength along the way, the fact that the opposing side had over a hundred people while they only had fifty-odd people made them very uneasy.

Zhao Fubao gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and said, "Sir, I'll help you."

Seeing this, Li Erhu hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and said, "Sir, I'll go too."

Zhao Daxuan waved his hand, took the remaining three quiver of arrows from Zhao Fubao, slung them over his back, and said with a smile, "No need, just don't cause any trouble."

After saying that, he continued walking forward, and stopped when he was still a hundred steps away from the leader and his men.

Zhao Daxuan pointed at the leader standing in front and said in a deep voice, "Old thief, surrender now."

The leader snorted coldly upon hearing this, and said with a stern face, "Kid, you've got quite the nerve. I admit you do have some skill, but I advise you to leave immediately. I'll pretend this never happened, otherwise..."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Daxuan sneered, "Otherwise what?"

The leader's eyes turned cold, and he said in a chilling voice, "I have over a hundred brothers now, and you're only half of us. Do you really think you've got us cornered?"

Zhao Daxuan nodded calmly and said, "That's right, I've got you all figured out."

Upon hearing this, the leader's face grew even uglier.

Having been in the underworld for so many years, he wasn't one to hesitate. Knowing that things were unlikely to end well today, he immediately waved his hand and shouted, "Then let's fight to the death! Brothers, charge!"

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of bandits around the leader swarmed forward, and the shouts of battle shook the heavens.

Zhao Daxuan raised an eyebrow, watching the other side charge straight at him, a mocking smile appearing on his face. With them feeding him like this, it would be hard for him not to win.

He immediately gripped the bow tightly with his left hand, steadily raised it, and with his right hand, he drew the bowstring taut like lightning, nocked an arrow, and released it.

Arrows flew out in waves, as if they were free, with three arrows being fired in quick succession.

The arrows shot out with a whooshing sound, instantly piercing through the bandits running at the front, and several bandits' chests exploded into a flower of blood at the same time.

Even after piercing through the body, the arrow continued forward, plunging into another bandit's body. The impact of the arrow sent him flying.

Zhao Daxuan went all out, firing three volleys of arrows every breath. The whistling sound of the arrows rang out one after another, and the short distance of a hundred paces felt like an insurmountable chasm.