From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

Chapter 13: Black Wind Village, Suppressing Bandits!

The recruitment ended in the morning. Wu Fengdeng was successfully selected as a spearman and set off with the team in the afternoon.

This time, the anti-bandit team was led by two people in the Strong Bone Realm, namely Wang Hu and another centurion named Zhang Qinghe.

Two centurions in the Strong Bone Realm and four hundred warrior soldiers, which is twice the strength of the Black Wind Village.

The team marched out of the east of the city in a mighty manner. Instead of taking the official road, they followed a remote path and headed straight towards Black Wind Mountain.

Wu Fengdeng followed the team and went out of the city for the first time, and saw the desolate scene outside with his own eyes.

Looking around, the white snow stretches to the end of the field of vision. It is a beautiful scene, but skeletons and mummies can be seen everywhere.

They were half-hidden in the snow, looked emaciated, and only wore tattered pieces of cloth, obviously dying of hunger and cold.

This is the case even in the wilderness, and the villages we passed by were even more dilapidated and desolate.

Wars, famines, and bandits.

The three mountains crushed the backbones of the common people and the villages on which they depended for survival, leaving people frozen to death on the roads.

The remaining people were all pale and thin. They hid behind the ruins, watching the team passing by in a daze and nervously.

The more Wu Fengdeng watched, the more disheartened he felt. The fragments of exile in his memory overlapped with the scene before him, and he couldn't help feeling heavy-hearted.

“These are the real ancient refugees.”

He exhaled slowly. For the first time as a modern man, he felt what it meant to cause great suffering to all.

People are not living.

Thinking of this, he hated those bandits even more.

Previously he might have been just after the blood of beautiful women and money and food, but seeing the devastation, even if he was not a saint, he couldn't help but feel pity.

Damn bandits!
He couldn't control the war or the famine, but he was confident that he could kill one of the bandits in the Black Wind Village!
When it was getting dark, the team stopped in a wasteland.

Wu Fengdeng looked up and saw a steep mountain standing in front of him. It was about three hundred meters high. The mountain was covered with heavy snow, and it looked quiet and dim under the gray sky.

Like a crawling giant beast.

In a moment, a nimble figure jumped down from the mountain. It was the scout who had been sent out earlier.

"My Lords, the people in Black Wind Village are drinking and playing with money, everything is normal!"

Wang Hu dismounted from his horse, looked around with eagle eyes, and said in a deep voice: "The cavalry will spread out and surround Black Wind Mountain. Kill the bandits if you see them. Don't let any of them escape."

"Wait until it gets dark, and the rest of you will follow me into the mountain and attack!"

The battle plan was simple and crude.

……

At night, the sky was covered with dark clouds and it was dark without any light, only the camp on the top of the mountain was brightly lit.

Until a meteor streaked across the night sky, and the red color was dense and dense, like Laojun's furnace overturned and fire from the sky pouring down.

歘欻欻!
In an instant, flames of war rose up, licking the night sky.

"Officers and soldiers! They are officers and soldiers!"

"Fuck guys!"

"Fuck the officers and soldiers, kill them all!"

Angry shouts rang out from the camp.

boom!
The gate of the village was then broken open, and while many bandits were still drunk and having fun, the soldiers had already rushed in.

As a spearman, Wu Fengdeng rushed to the front line. With the help of the [Visit] skill, he saw the hideous-looking bandits around him in the firelight.

"kill!"

Someone shouted, and Wu Fengdeng was suddenly hit in the face by a strong gust of wind. He subconsciously dodged to the side.

"Hey!"

But it turned out to be a bandit holding a machete in one hand, with a sturdy body and a face full of flesh. He was wearing a brocade cotton jacket that he had stolen from somewhere, and the bright red color of it looked quite funny on him.

"Hehe, it seems that Guyang County really has no soldiers to send. A little kid like this is here to die."

The big man smiled creepily, his teeth glinting coldly. Then he chopped him on the head!
clang!
Wu Fengdeng was already on guard and held his gun in front of him.

Fire splashed out. The bandit's force was very heavy. Fortunately, the spear was covered with a steel ring. If it was the red tassel spear from before, it would have been broken by this blow.

"The boy is quite energetic!"

This block also surprised the big man. A cold light flashed on his face and he immediately pressed down with more force!

However, the strange thing was that no matter how hard he tried, the thin-looking young man in front of him remained as steady as a rock, and even his arms did not tremble.

"You are so strong! How can you ..."

Before the big man could finish his words, he saw the young man in front of him use his spear to suppress his machete, and then a straight kick forced him to step back half a step.

puff!
In a flash, the gun came like a dragon emerging from the sea, piercing through the heart at an astonishing speed.

Wu Feng used the Denglong Thorn with an icy light in his eyes. Suddenly he felt a whistling sound behind him, so he quickly drew his gun and jumped to the side.

Bang!
A whistle stick hit him hard where he had just been.

He was a short man with a whistle stick in his hand that was as thick as his wrist. If he had been hit by the stick just now, all his bones would have been broken.

Wu Fengdeng's face was solemn. He took advantage of the moment when his whistle stick touched the ground and he swung his spear vertically to chop it down.

The bandit was terrified when his sneak attack failed, and hastily raised his stick to block in front of him.

Click!

However, he didn't expect that the whistle stick was directly cut in half by Wu Fengdeng's spear, and the remaining force fell on his shoulder, instantly breaking his shoulder blade.

Ah!
The bandit's body suddenly tilted, and Wu Fengdeng took the opportunity to sweep across and cut his neck cleanly.

Scarlet blood splashed on his face, the smell of blood made his pupils vibrate and he breathed rapidly.

In just five breaths, two people had already died at his hands.

Wu Fengdeng couldn't help but look up. The fighting was raging in the village. The firelight reflected the huge shadows entangled together.

The bandits and soldiers kept falling down, but after all, the veterans were well-trained, and the bandits had nothing to do if they couldn't defeat them with two moves, so most of the deaths were caused by them.

Then he looked far away again. In the three-story bamboo building behind the camp, a dull sound was heard like the beating of a war drum, and from time to time bamboo and wood were broken and splashed.

It was the battlefield where the three Strong Bone Realm warriors fought.

Under the cover of night, the ferocious man showed his fangs and blood and broken limbs spurted out continuously.

In just a quarter of an hour, the ground was already filled with corpses.

At this time, bandits began to take advantage of the chaos to slip out and flee in panic.

But it was ultimately powerless to reverse the situation, as the cavalry at the foot of the mountain had already been on high alert, with their swords sharpened to a shine.

The defeat of Black Wind Village is inevitable.

Another moment passed.

In a pool of blood, Wu Fengdeng gritted his teeth and pressed on a bandit, using his body weight to slowly insert the dagger into his heart.

puff~
Blood splattered on the spot, and Wu Fengdeng fell to the side as if exhausted. His chest felt hot as if it was about to explode, and his breathing was rapid.

He has killed five bandits in succession, without taking a single breath.

Ho ho!

"It's not time to rest yet."

He suppressed the fatigue surging in his body, forced himself to stand up, picked up his spear, and his handsome face was half dark in the firelight.

The fight in front of them was almost over, with only a few bandits still putting up a desperate resistance.

At the same time, the bamboo building was finally broken, and a disheveled one-eyed man fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the one-eyed village chief immediately covered his abdominal wound and fled, charging forward recklessly with swords flashing all the time, and the surrounding soldiers simply couldn't get close to him.

Seeing him rushing towards him violently, Wu Fengdeng was already exhausted. He wanted to retreat and let the cavalry at the foot of the mountain kill him, but he was blocked by the earth wall behind him.

This attack made him miss the opportunity to dodge.

Seeing that the sharp blade was about to strangle him, Wu Fengdeng had no choice but to make up his mind and fight to the death!
(End of this chapter)