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Chapter 80 Annihilation of the Bandit Gang (Please Subscribe)

Night had fallen, and in the depths of the valley where the Blood Ravens hid, the embers of the campfire were still burning. More than thirty bandits were either leaning or lying down, most of them already fast asleep, with only a few henchmen responsible for guarding and patrolling wandering around the surrounding hillsides.

"I wonder if Barbarians will succeed," a bandit with a small mustache said to his companion while surveying the surroundings.

"Hopefully, the boss is overthinking it. If they really succeed, we'll make a fortune. I heard Ironrock City sent a lot of money to Ashstone Ridge," said another patrolling man.

"Yeah, once we get our share of the money, I'm going to find a few women to vent my frustration. I'm going crazy!" the bearded man complained.

However, just then, a commotion suddenly came from the woods ahead, as if a figure had run past.

"Who's there?" the bearded man called out warily, then exchanged a glance with his companion, weapons in hand, and together they moved toward the source of the sound.

By the moonlight, they carefully observed the woods ahead, taking each step with extreme caution.

"It might be a wild animal," his companion whispered.

But just then, the little mustache spotted something ahead that seemed to be glittering in the moonlight.

His eyes lit up, and he took a few more steps forward. After examining it carefully, his eyes lit up with joy: "It's—silverware!"

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Upon hearing this, his companions couldn't help but step forward and take a closer look. They saw a silver wine jug lying on the grass.

Upon seeing this, a greedy glint appeared in their eyes.

"We're rich!" The little mustache exclaimed with delight, and immediately rushed forward, bending down to pick up the loot.

The other person followed, his attention focused entirely on the silverware, unaware that two goblins had already drawn their daggers in the shadows behind him.

*Pfft*

Just as the bearded man grabbed the wine jug, a cold blade shot out from the bushes with lightning speed, severing his throat in one strike.

Almost simultaneously, two dark figures, like weightless ghosts, launched a sneak attack from behind, assassinating Little Mustache's companion. The entire process was swift, precise, ruthless, and without a single superfluous movement.

Before the two robbers could utter a sound, they collapsed to the ground, their blood quickly staining the earth beneath them.

At the same time, two orbs of light flew out of their bodies and merged into the goblin warriors' bodies.

The goblin warriors calmly examined the body and confirmed it was dead. They exchanged a gesture, quickly dragged the body into deeper bushes to cover it, and cleaned away the obvious bloodstains.

The entire process took no more than a thousand seconds, was clean and efficient, and did not produce any sound that could alert the distant camp.

With the two patrolling bandits eliminated, Sun Zhengwu's team had a breakthrough.

Soon, more shadowy figures, like ghosts, silently crept into the valley along the hillside.

Using the terrain's shadows, rocks, and bushes for cover, they moved in groups of three, taking turns, their movements as nimble as raccoons.

Their night vision ability makes darkness no longer an obstacle, but rather the best camouflage.

The infiltration was carried out in an orderly manner.

Under Sun Zhengwu's command, the main force quickly occupied the high ground and advantageous firing positions on both sides of the valley.

The demolition team, carrying landmines and explosive charges, sneaked into the heart of the bandit stronghold and along possible escape routes to make preparations.

The bombardiers then searched for the best throwing points, taking the heavy clay pot grenades out of their bags and placing them within easy reach.

The entire infiltration and deployment process was efficient and swift, and the sleeping bandits were completely unaware of the impending catastrophe.

The valley was still filled with the sounds of snoring and the occasional crackling of firewood from the campfire, creating an eerie contrast with the silent, deathly atmosphere.

Sun Zhengwu lay hidden behind the boulder, his cold gaze like the most precise ruler, measuring every detail of the camp below.

He saw people dozing off by the campfire, leaning against their weapons; he saw figures huddled in the shacks; and he also saw the largest shack in the center, which was probably where the leader rested.

The time has come.

Sun Zhengwu took a deep breath and swung his right hand down sharply.

The commander beside him immediately gave the signal to attack, which was not transmitted by sound, but by mimicking birdsong.

Almost at the same instant the signal was sent.

Dozens of smoldering earthenware jars, billowing black smoke, were hurled with great force by the bombardiers using modified large slingshots. They pierced the night sky like a flock of dead crows, precisely covering the area where the bandits were located.

Boom boom boom boom—

A series of explosions resounded in the heart of the bandit camp, illuminating the entire camp with flames. The massive shockwaves tore the shacks apart like pieces of paper, blowing them away. Many bandits were blown to pieces in their sleep, their limbs and debris mixed with wood chips and dirt flying everywhere.

The campfire at the epicenter of the explosion was completely shattered, and burning charcoal shot out like meteors, instantly igniting nearby tents and hay.

"Enemy attack!"

The camp instantly descended into utter chaos.

Screams, gasps, and explosions mingled together.

The bandit leader, Blood Raven, sprang up like a cheetah the moment the explosion rang out, narrowly dodging the blast that hit his hut directly, but the scorching air and flying debris still left him covered in dust and dirt.

His eyes were filled with utter shock and bewilderment.

"What's going on? The Iron Rock City army has invaded? How could there be no warning at all?" His first reaction was that he had been ambushed by a regular army, and one that was even accompanied by mages, which was why they had such terrifying attack methods.

However, before he could recover from the initial explosion—

A chilling whistling sound came, and those pottery jars belching black smoke crashed down from above again. This time, Blood Raven finally saw clearly what had just attacked them.

Unlike the fireballs he had expected from a magician, these appeared to be many clay pots, an attack method they had never seen before.

However, his intuition told him that it was the thing that had just exploded.

"Don't huddle together! Spread out! Find rocks for cover!" Blood Raven roared hoarsely, trying to calm the situation.

Some of the quick-thinking bandits scrambled to hide behind boulders or crawled into shallow pits.

Boom boom boom boom—

The earthenware jars exploded in mid-air, and flying shards of pottery, nails, and stones swept indiscriminately across everything.

Another wail erupted around them as some bandits on the edge of the camp, having narrowly escaped the epicenter of the explosion, desperately fled towards the outer perimeter.

However, what awaited them were pre-planted explosive charges and crossbowmen.

The explosion engulfed the bandits who tried to escape, and the archers' arrows, like deadly snakes, accurately killed every bandit who attempted to flee.

After two rounds of explosions, the bandit gang suffered 70-80% casualties, with only Blood Raven and a few bandits who found the rock formation surviving.

"Damn it! How did the Iron Rock City army get here?" Blood Raven's heart sank to the bottom, completely unable to understand what was going on.

But just then, a roar full of fighting spirit rang out.

On one side of the valley, a particularly burly goblin, dressed in simple leather armor, leaped out from behind cover, wielding a long sword.

At the same time, shouts of battle also rang out from other directions.

More goblin warriors emerged from the shadows, forming makeshift battle formations of three and charging toward the camp.

"Brother, goblins?" Blood Raven's worldview completely collapsed at this moment, and he even felt like he was having a nightmare.

He never expected that the attackers were not the elite troops of Ironrock City, nor mages, but a group of goblins.

Not only Blood Raven, but the few surviving bandits were also completely stunned. They couldn't believe that the attackers were a group of goblins, and they never imagined that one day they would die at the hands of a group of goblins.

"Retreat! Everyone, break through with me!" Blood Raven roared in despair. He didn't have time to think about why. His instinct for survival made him choose to break through rather than wait to die.

However, he still underestimated the enemies he was facing, still regarding them as ordinary, weak, and chaotic goblins.

Almost the instant Blood Raven and the bandits showed themselves, a barrage of arrows, already poised to be fired, rained down from the sky.

Blood Raven desperately parried, but in the firelight he was like a sitting duck, still taking several arrows, and the other bandits fell to the ground one after another.

Soon only four people remained in the arena, surrounded by the charging goblins. They formed a battle formation with swordsmen and shieldmen in front, spearmen in the middle, and archers and crossbowmen in the rear.

"What are they?!" He roared as he charged into the battle formation, filled with endless doubt, fear, and resentment. However, he was already at his limit after being hit by the poisoned arrow.

Unable to break through the encirclement, he was pierced through the chest by a spear and eventually fell to the ground, dying instantly.

The fighting gradually subsided.

In the smoke-filled valley, only the silent figures of goblin warriors remained, cleaning up the battlefield.

Sun Zhengwu stood on high ground, looking at the battlefield and nodded in satisfaction.

The mission went even more smoothly than expected.

Relying on perfect tactical planning and the absolute advantage of gunpowder weapons, they annihilated the entire main force of the bandits, including their leader "Blood Raven," at the cost of fifteen men suffering minor injuries—accidental cuts during the raid—and seized weapons, horses, and the wealth they had plundered.

Of course, there are also those dozens of "Life Essence" orbs that can be used to summon new combat units.

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