Top-notch Little Horseman

"Swish, swish!..."

Three crossbow bolts were fired simultaneously, the three arrows whistling through the air as they shot towards the bandits charging ahead.

Immediately, the three were shot dead and fell to the ground.

"Archers! Shields, shields up!" Wolf shouted, hiding behind his shield.

"Whoosh!..."

Just then, another arrow came flying and shot toward Wolf Brother's chest.

Wolf Brother shrank back in fear, pulling his subordinate forward and using his shield to block the incoming arrows.

However, they only had wooden shields, which were no match for the incoming arrows.

"Bang!" A sound was heard.

The arrow struck the wooden shield, causing the man's arm to tremble. The impact then caused the shield to slip from his grasp.

Immediately afterward, another arrow shot out, startling Wolf Brother so much that he rolled to the side in fear.

"Swish, swish!..."

Another volley of arrows rained down, each one hitting its mark, striking a person with every single shot.

"They only have three arrows. With so many of us, as long as we rush to the gate, we'll definitely break through!" Wolf Brother looked ahead and directed the battle.

"The first person to breach the city will be rewarded with ten taels of silver!"

A generous reward always brings forth brave men. Upon hearing about the reward, Wolf Brother's men all roared with excitement.

Leading the charge was a burly man with a dark face, standing at least 1.9 meters tall and weighing probably around 180 kilograms.

He charged toward the closing door like a cannonball.

The monkey quickly spotted him and immediately shot two arrows at him.

However, he easily deflected the arrows with a large cleaver in hand.

"Break it!..."

With a loud shout, he leaped to the door.

He raised his large cleaver, intending to close the door and chop it down.

But just then, the door was opened, and a knife was thrust out.

"bite!……"

That was a Qi family sword, which just happened to block the big cleaver of the dark-faced man.

Black smoke brandished the Qi family sword and led his men out to fight their way out.

Black Face was knocked back by him, then leaped and swung his knife at Black Face.

It has to be said that this big-faced guy is quite formidable, holding his own against the smoker.

Upon seeing the two sides clashing, Liang Biao immediately prepared to lead his men to charge down.

However, at that moment, the sound of hooves came from afar, and in the blink of an eye, ten warhorses arrived in front of them.

"You audacious scoundrel, daring to attack government officials!"

Luo Kai roared, his furious shout sounding like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

He charged forward with his horse and nine personal guards, like a sharp sword piercing through Wolf Brother's camp.

Luo Kai did not rein in his horse, but instead bent down directly from it, his waist knife drawing an arc in the air.

In the blink of an eye, a person's head was chopped off.

The pale-faced scholar closest to him turned around and saw a tall horse charging towards him, with the general on horseback swinging his sword down from above.

He instinctively raised his paper fan to defend himself, but how could his paper fan possibly stop the sabers brought down by the charging warhorse?

The sound of metal colliding lasted only a moment.

The knife cut the paper fan in half!

With a crisp snap, the Xuan paper fan ribs broke inch by inch, and shredded paper flew everywhere with the sharp wind from the blade.

Although his paper fan was wrapped in iron, it could not withstand the sharpness of the blade.

The pale-faced scholar's pupils constricted sharply, and the composed smile he always wore on his face shattered instantly, replaced by a chilling fear.

The blade's momentum had not yet subsided, and the cold light pressed down with it.

"puff!"

The cold blade grazed the scholar's shoulder, instantly tearing through his coarse cloth clothes and creating a deep, bone-revealing gash.

Hot blood immediately gushed out, splashing onto the parched yellow earth.

The pale-faced scholar screamed in agony as he was sent flying by the force of the charging warhorse, crashing heavily to the ground. Half of his broken fan slipped from his hand and rolled away. He was in so much pain that his whole body convulsed, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle to his feet.

Luo Kai sat upright on his horse, his face as cold and stern as iron. His eyes swept over the chaotic band of bandits without a trace of pity.

The blood-stained knife in his hand hung slightly lower, its blade reflecting the sunlight, gleaming coldly.

Hearing the screams, Yang Xiaodao was about to turn around when a waist knife came crashing down from the side.

One of Luo Kai's personal guards swung his saber and slashed down. His swordsmanship was unrefined, just the kind of straight up-and-down slashes honed on the battlefield.

With that ordinary slash, he severed Yang Xiaodao's arm.

"ah!……"

Yang Xiaodao let out a scream and staggered backward, blood gushing from his wound and splattering all over the ground.

At the same time, Hong Dadao's head was cleaved off by another cavalryman.

Revolver was terrified and raised his hand to fire, but at that moment, a warhorse leaped over and a saber slashed at him.

The blade slashed diagonally down Revolver's left shoulder, severing his collarbone.

Before he could even scream, his body swayed twice, then he fell forward and lay motionless.

He didn't even have time to launch his weapon before he was slashed to death.

Meanwhile, Wolf Brother's camp was scattered, and more than half of them had been killed or wounded by the cavalry charge.

"die!……"

With a roar, the Smoker swung his Qi Family Knife and cleaved Black Big Face flying.

Black Big Face flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing into Wolf Brother behind him.

Wolf Brother scrambled to his feet, shook his head, and remained conscious.

He looked up and saw a scene he would never forget.

His brothers were all lying in pools of blood, almost all of them unable to fight anymore, and his men were almost all killed as well.

There was no way around it; the gap was simply too vast. They were no match for the cavalry; they were just easy prey on the cavalry display board.

His men were cut down like vegetables by the cavalry's charge.

He's been in the business for so many years, taken on countless jobs, and seen a lot of big scenes.

But he had never seen a scene like this before.

Ten cavalrymen, ten warhorses, charged in a single charge, and his men were routed and fell.

This is not a fight in the martial arts world; there is no back-and-forth entanglement, only charging and slashing!

One cut, and there's no survivors!

This is a fierce battle on the battlefield, where all his brothers will be killed.

What... what's going on?

Why wasn't it Zhao Shaojun leading the men? Why are there cavalrymen instead?

Could it be that I've fallen into a trap?

Just then, his gaze fell on the cavalryman's back, behind whom were three more horses, and he recognized one of the riders.

Zhao Shaojun is here! That bastard has brought his cavalry!

The person at the very front was Liang Kun. His official hat was askew, his official robes were wrinkled from being worn by the saddle, and his forehead was covered in sweat.

Zhao Shaojun followed behind him, his face filled with unease.

Seeing this, Wolf immediately realized that he had been betrayed!

All of Zhao Shaojun's promises to him before turned out to be lies at this moment.

He had completely fallen into Zhao Shaojun's trap; the horseman he was supposed to kill was a bait deliberately set by Zhao Shaojun.

Their target wasn't the horseman at all, but themselves and their brothers; they said they wanted to wipe out their force.

But what have I done to deserve this?

Wolf Brother understood this, suddenly straightened up, stared at Zhao Shaojun with bloodshot eyes, and roared through gritted teeth.

"Zhao Shaojun! You son of a bitch! It's only two hundred and ten taels of silver, yet you sent the border troops to kill me. You're ruthless!"