Late Ming Dynasty: Special Forces in 1645

Just as the bandits were about to take the little girl away, the commando team arrived at the threshing ground.

"Hey, where did you guys come from?" one of the bandits said in an unfriendly tone as he walked over, but seeing that this group was not simple, he did not dare to be too arrogant.

Li Chengming glanced around and roughly understood what had happened. More than a hundred people from the village had been driven to the threshing ground by a group of more than twenty bandits, and no one dared to resist.

I wonder if this is the tragedy of the lower class.

Perhaps those who dared to resist died in the various wars, and the remaining people could only barely survive. It was not their fault that they did not dare to resist.

That's why Li Chengming felt so sad!

Li Chengming glanced at the bandit and said indifferently, "Get out of my way!"

The commandos had changed into ancient costumes, and apart from their short hair and buzz cuts, they were no longer as conspicuous as they had been at the beginning.

Ignoring the bandit before him, Li Chengming said to Li Zicheng, "Chuang King, what is the best way to save that father and daughter and these villagers?"

Li Zicheng said with a faint smile, "The best way is to kill all these mountain bandits."

As expected of a hero, killing more than twenty bandits was something Li Zicheng felt no psychological pressure at all.

Seeing Li Chengming hesitate, Li Zicheng explained, "If you just drive them away, they will come back for revenge after you leave. The little girl will still be abducted, and the villagers' food will be stolen. If the summer harvest doesn't come, at least 30% of these villagers will starve to death!"

Li Zicheng's troops always came from these starving common people, so his statement that more than 30% of the villagers would starve to death was not an exaggeration. Li Chengming also knew this, but he was still somewhat hesitant to make the decision to kill all the bandits.

"What kind of moral saint are you talking about!" the bandit leader's voice rang out. "If you want to save these villagers, we'll see if you have the ability!"

The chief didn't hear what Li Zicheng said clearly. If he had heard Li Zicheng say that he wanted to kill them all, he would have been so angry that he would have vomited blood.

The leader pushed through the crowd and walked over, staring intently at the assault team members. If it weren't for their tall stature and piercing eyes, he probably would have already ordered his men to pin them to the ground.

But when he saw a dozen or so tall and strong horses, a look of greed flashed in his eyes.

He thought to himself that these were clearly rare and fine horses; even one of them was worth more than that little girl. If he were to steal them all...

The leader secretly sized up the assault team members, thinking that these people were probably not to be trifled with. But fortune favors the bold; they had twenty-seven men, while the other side only had eleven, three of whom appeared to be injured...

The leader asked, "Brother, where are you from?" At the same time, he secretly signaled the other bandits to surround Li Chengming and his group.

Li Chengming didn't even bother to answer, casually replying, "From where I came from!"

The leader asked, "Where are you going, brother?"

Seeing the bandits who had been surrounding the villagers now surrounding the assault team, he sneered inwardly but said aloud, "Go where you are."

The leader walked over and patted one of the horses, his face beaming with delight. "This horse is nice. How about I borrow a couple of horses to ride, brother?"

Seeing that the bandits were no longer surrounding them, the villagers scattered and retreated. The farmer who had been there earlier had already retreated to the back, and his daughter had also hidden herself away.

However, the villagers did not flee far, since the grain was still there and could not be taken away easily, and their homes were still there; they could run away for a while, but not forever.

Therefore, we can only wait and see.

Seeing the leader patting the horse with a greedy look on his face, the other assault team members knew what he was up to and silently drew their sabers wrapped in cloth.

The assault team had no intention of using guns against the more than twenty bandits surrounding them; they planned to deal with the problem directly with melee weapons.

This was also Li Chengming's strategy: if a problem could be solved with cold weapons, it was best to use cold weapons!

It's not that I look down on these bandits, but judging from their physique, teamwork, and spirit, it's obvious that their fighting ability isn't very good.

Even Li Zicheng's two personal guards were far superior to them, let alone the assault team members.

Li Zicheng and his two personal guards also took out long knives from the nearest horse, waiting to make their move.

The two sides were on the verge of a fight, seemingly ready to take action at any moment.

Seeing this, the bandits became restless. He had originally hoped to intimidate and threaten the assault team into surrendering all their horses.

Because the assault team members and Li Zicheng were in full swing, with cold expressions and murderous intent, it was clear at a glance that they were not to be trifled with.

The leader even took two steps back, as if he had seen a ferocious beast descending the mountain.

Judging from this situation, it seems unlikely that things will end well without bloodshed.

The leader was uneasy, but still held onto a sliver of hope, threatening, "Brothers, don't be nervous. Put down your weapons. There are only eleven of you, while we have twenty-seven. Fighting wouldn't be worth it for you. I only need to borrow half of the horses, how about that?"

Li Chengming almost laughed and held up one finger.

The bandit leader's expression changed: "Only one horse?"

Li Chengming shook his head and said, "Not even one!"

At this point, Li Zicheng said, "Sir, there's no need to pay them any attention. Just take action! They're a bunch of rats in the gutter; just crush them!"

Li Chengming nodded, then shouted at the bandits, "Get out of here, or you'll die!"

The leader's face twisted into a ferocious grin. "You won't listen to reason, so here comes the punishment! I offered you a way out, but you refused. Then let's settle this with our fists!"

"Let's do it!"

The leader drew his broadsword from his waist, seemingly charging towards Li Chengming, but instead took one step forward and two steps back, hesitating and observing the situation.

It was the first time the commandos had used melee weapons against the enemy, but they were not afraid at all and fought with the bandits who charged up at them.

The assault team members were physically stronger, and their sabers were from the elite Qing army, making them even more durable and sharper. They also wore bulletproof vests under their robes, so they were even more fearless when they fought!

Although there were many bandits, they rushed up in a haphazard manner without coordinating or showing the same bravery as the assault team. As a result, after several of them were cut down, the others began to feel fear.

Although Li Zicheng and his two bodyguards were injured, they were ruthless in their attacks, even more so than the assault team members, since they were professionals who handled cold weapons.

Don't be fooled by how badly the three of them were chased a few days ago. That was because they were exhausted after killing and wounding enemies many times their size. Although they are still injured, they have recovered their strength.

Killing these petty thieves is a piece of cake!

Soon after, the bandits fell down one after another, howling in pain.

After a dozen or so bandits fell, some began to shrink back and dared not advance. After two more bandits fell, panic appeared on the faces of the remaining bandits.

Even when the leader angrily ordered the other bandits to come forward, it was to no avail.

"Boss, the brothers can't win, let's run, or we'll die here!"

"Boss, I can't take it anymore, I'm not fighting anymore!"

"Don't kill me, I surrender, I surrender!"

When the number of casualties reached half, the bandits finally collapsed. Some threw down their knives and surrendered, while others turned and fled.

The leader was originally a member of the Ming army and was very knowledgeable. He could tell from the beginning that this group was extraordinary. The horses and their aura were not something that ordinary people could have. They were more like the aura of someone who had been in the army for a long time.

In the end, they only took action out of wishful thinking, hoping that their numbers would outnumber their numbers.

To my utter surprise, my twenty-odd men were so easily defeated!

Seeing that his men were doomed, the leader quickly ran to his horse, intending to escape.

As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn. Even if all your men die, they are not as important as your own life!