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

When Gao Yuan saw the person who came, he was overjoyed. He knew that Deng Rong's advance notice had worked, and now his helper had arrived.

And surprisingly, it was a captain from the Black Armor Battalion who came.

It should be noted that the Black Armored Battalion had a total of 2000 cavalrymen, with the highest commander being a colonel. Under them were two thousand-man squads, each commanded by a captain, a full rank higher than the infantry battalion.

Gao Yuan immediately stepped forward, smiled, and bowed, saying, "Your subordinate Gao Yuan greets Commandant!"

Wang Liefeng, the captain of the Black Armor Battalion, glanced at him, nodded slightly, and said, "Hmm, you are Gao Yuan. Where is Zhao Daxuan under your command?"

Upon hearing this, Gao Yuan turned around and shouted, "Zhao Daxuan, didn't you hear Commandant Wang looking for you? Get over here right now!"

Zhao Daxuan frowned and slowly walked out from the crowd, his little follower Zhao Fubao following closely behind him, looking at the cavalry in front of him with hostile eyes.

Zhao Daxuan looked at the menacing Black Armored Cavalry and wondered why they specifically wanted to see him. He had never dealt with them before, and judging from their appearance, they seemed to have ill intentions.

Zhao Daxuan clasped his hands in greeting and said, "Greetings, sir. My name is Zhao Daxuan."

The black-armored captain, Wang Liefeng, sized up Zhao Daxuan. He had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and his physique was generally robust, but he was still inferior to himself. He wondered where Zhao Daxuan got the ability to single-handedly take on the entire bandit gang of the Liangshan Mountains.

But what good are great military achievements if you offend the wrong people? How good can the final outcome be?

Wang Liefeng dismounted and walked with a powerful stride, quickly reaching Zhao Daxuan. Several black-armored guards behind him also dismounted and followed.

Wang Liefeng stood before Zhao Daxuan, slightly raising his chin, and extended his hand, saying, "I heard you found important evidence while suppressing bandits. Now, our Black Armor Battalion will be responsible for a thorough investigation. Hand it over."

Zhao Daxuan squinted at the other party's behavior, a feeling of displeasure flashing through his heart, and at the same time a question arose in his mind: how did he know even this?

He glanced at Gao Yuan and saw his gloating expression, realizing that Gao Yuan must have tipped him off beforehand.

Ignoring Wang Liefeng's request, he simply said, "Commander Wang, we haven't even returned to Zhenbei City yet. How did you know I found important evidence in the Daliang Mountains? You said you would have the Black Armor Battalion thoroughly investigate this matter; do you have any official documentation?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Liefeng's face darkened. If it were an official document, would he need to personally handle it? He immediately said coldly, "I told you to take it, so take it! Why all the nonsense!"

Zhao Daxuan shook his head and said, "This evidence is of great importance, so I should keep it for now."

Before Zhao Daxuan could finish speaking, a black-armored guard behind Wang Liefeng suddenly stretched out his right hand and slapped Zhao Daxuan hard across the face, cursing as he said, "You shameless bastard!"

Seeing this, Zhao Daxuan raised an eyebrow slightly, raised his hand and grabbed the black-armored guard's wrist, then squeezed hard. A crisp cracking sound was heard, followed by a scream.

As Zhao Daxuan released his grip, he saw the black-armored guard retreat repeatedly, clutching his right wrist, breathing rapidly, his face turning deathly pale and covered in large beads of sweat.

Upon seeing this, the four black-armored guards following behind Wang Liefeng all changed their expressions. With a "whoosh," they drew their long swords from their waists, and without a word, they bent down, swords in hand, and rushed past Wang Liefeng toward Zhao Daxuan.

The group moved swiftly and coordinated perfectly, and in an instant, four long swords blocked all of Zhao Daxuan's escape routes.

Zhao Daxuan's face darkened upon seeing this. He hadn't expected the other party to be so ruthless, wanting to kill him without saying a word.

He immediately snorted coldly, drew his long sword, twisted his wrist so the back of the blade was facing down, raised his hand with lightning speed, and slashed at the backs of the four men's hands.

A series of crisp cracking sounds rang out, followed by several muffled groans and the sound of a long sword falling to the ground. Several black-armored guards retreated, clutching their hands in pain.

Upon seeing this, the remaining hundred or so black-armored guards drew their swords, spurred their horses forward a few steps, and glared menacingly at Zhao Daxuan.

The sounds of horses' hooves pounding the ground and long swords being drawn echoed among the crowd, instantly creating a tense atmosphere.

Zhao Fubao, standing next to Zhao Daxuan, changed his expression. Being in the center of Zhao Daxuan's line of sight, he felt the greatest pressure, as if a murderous intent was rushing towards him.

But he forced himself to remain calm, steeled himself, and stepped in front of Zhao Daxuan, shielding him with his body, saying, "Sir, be careful!"

Zhao Daxuan gently patted his shoulder, pulled him back behind him, and looked at Zhao Fubao with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

He said slowly, "It's alright, I want to see what they can do to me!"

Despite the pressure, Zhao Daxuan remained calm and composed, simply looking at Wang Liefeng across from him, waiting for his next move.

Wang Liefeng gritted his teeth, glanced at the wounded black-armored guard, then glared fiercely at Zhao Daxuan: "Zhao Daxuan, do you want to die?!"

Zhao Daxuan sneered and said, "If I don't fight back, I'll be courting death! What, Commander Wang, are you trying to bully me?"

Upon hearing this, the black-armored guards behind Wang Liefeng shouted, "Sir, let us kill him!"

Wang Liefeng's face was gloomy. He shook his head slightly. This time, he only brought a hundred men, because he didn't want to make a big fuss and cause too much of a disturbance. It would be best to resolve the problem quietly.

However, it now seems that Zhao Daxuan is indeed exceptionally skilled, worthy of being someone who can single-handedly take on the bandits of the Liangshan Mountains. If we were to make another move, it would inevitably cause an even bigger commotion, which would be a losing proposition.

Seeing that Zhao Daxuan was unyielding and the issue of physical evidence could not be resolved, the only option left was to address the issue of witness testimony.

But he was unwilling to take this step. Helpless, he had no better choice. Wang Liefeng took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and slowly raised his hand, extending one finger towards the sky.

Among the black-armored soldiers behind Wang Liefeng, one of the soldiers saw Wang Liefeng's actions, immediately took out a whistle from his chest, put it to his lips and blew hard. The sharp whistle sounded and spread in all directions.

As soon as the whistle blew, hundreds of black-armored soldiers rode up and formed a triangular battle formation, eyeing Zhao Daxuan's troops with predatory intent.

Zhao Daxuan frowned as he watched this scene. He slowly took the longbow off his back and became vigilant, staring intently at the black-armored soldiers lined up in front of him to prevent them from making any moves.

Just as everyone was staring intently at the black-armored soldiers lined up ahead, two screams suddenly rang out from the crowd. One was from where Zhao Daxuan had been standing before the black-armored guards arrived, and the other was not far from Zhao Daxuan.

Zhao Daxuan was startled and turned his head sharply to look at the location where the screams were closest to him. What he saw made his heart sink.