Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

City Lord Tuoba Ku looked down at him and said:

"As long as you surrender, I promise that I will not only not harm you in the slightest, but I will also guarantee your participation in the triennial martial arts examination."

"Take the righteous and honorable path to success, so that you may bring glory to your family and become a person of high status. That's better than being a bandit."

After saying that, he looked at Zhao Erniu, his eyes full of determination.

"Young, with boundless potential, and exceptionally talented," Tuoba Ku thought to himself, secretly praising.

"It is a waste of talent for such people to become outlaws."

That military officer passed with ease; he might even have a chance to become a Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations).

He believed that what he was referring to as Zhao Erniu was a shortcut to instant success.

Countless people would fight tooth and nail for such an opportunity, so Zhao Erniu had no reason to refuse.

After all, who in this world would be foolish enough to jeopardize their promising future?

However, as soon as Tuoba Ku finished speaking, Zhao Erniu's eyes widened, and he slammed the iron rod in his hand heavily on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Participate in your damn martial arts examination! Where were you, the high and mighty city lord, when I was starving and gnawing on tree bark and almost starving to death on the street?"

Where were you when those scum from the city martial arts school were punching and kicking you, bullying you to the point of being worse than a dog?

Now that you see I've got some skills, you're pretending to come and recruit me. You think you're worthy?

Do you want me to participate in the military examination to boost your political achievements? Dream on!

The slap in the face froze Tuoba Ku's smile instantly, turning his face so gloomy it could drip water.

He had been in charge of Yongguan City for several years, and his word was law. When had he ever been so openly insulted to his face?

"Since you're courting death, I'll grant your wish."

"Archer"

At a command, the two rows of archers who had been waiting in formation on both sides immediately drew their bows and nocked their arrows. The black arrowheads gleamed coldly as they aimed at Zhao Erniu, who was isolated and helpless in the middle of the field.

Zhao Erniu remained fearless, gripping the gleaming iron rod tightly in both hands, holding it horizontally in front of him, poised to defend to the bitter end.

"Release the arrows"

In an instant, arrows rained down, a dense barrage of arrows whistling through the air as they hurtled towards Zhao Erniu.

In the critical moment, Zhao Erniu suddenly exerted force with both arms, and the iron bar in his hands spun rapidly like a windmill, bringing with it gusts of whistling wind.

The crisp "ding-ding-ding" sounds were incessant.

The vast majority of arrows were precisely deflected by the iron bar, breaking in two and falling to the ground.

However, Zhao Erniu's advantage lies in his innate strength, but his agility and speed are not top-notch.

Even though he tried his best to block, a few stray arrows still managed to break through his defenses and hurtle towards his body.

However, the arrows that struck his coarse cloth clothes were firmly blocked by a layer of incredibly tough armor, falling helplessly to the ground.

Seeing this, Tuoba Ku was somewhat surprised. "Demon Beast Leather Armor"

He immediately shouted, "Attack him together and kill him!"

The city lord will reward you handsomely with one hundred taels of gold.

"Yes, sir."

The city guards and martial arts disciples immediately turned red-eyed, drew their swords from their waists, and slowly approached Zhao Erniu with steady steps.

The city guards at the front, clad in iron armor and wielding shields as tall as a person, formed an impenetrable shield wall, pressing forward step by step.

Seeing this display of strength, even someone as fierce as Zhao Erniu felt a heavy pressure rising in his heart.

Although he was born with great strength, his flesh and blood body has its limits.

The dozens of shield bearers in front of them worked together seamlessly, advancing and retreating with perfect coordination.

The shield wall pressed forward relentlessly, forcing Zhao Erniu to retreat repeatedly. When he had nowhere left to retreat, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.

He swung his iron rod horizontally, smashing it with tremendous force onto the shields of the three shield bearers in the front row.

With a few sharp cracking sounds, the wooden shield shattered, and the three shield bearers coughed up blood and flew backward.

Before Zhao Erniu could catch his breath, countless gleaming spears pierced through the gaps in the shield wall, aiming straight for his vital points.

Zhao Erniu hurriedly retreated several steps, while simultaneously wielding his iron rod with incredible speed, managing to deflect all the cunning spears.

Soon surrounded by a large force, Zhao Erniu was struggling to cope. These armored soldiers were much more difficult to deal with than the martial arts school disciples.

Tuoba Ku, who had been observing coldly from the sidelines, slowly raised his hand.

The guard beside him understood immediately and handed him a horn bow forged from fine iron and an armor-piercing arrow.

Tuoba Ku took the bow and arrow, and with a slight exertion of force, he drew the three-stone hard bow into a full moon shape.

His eyes, sharp as a hawk's, were fixed on Zhao Erniu's weakness. With a flick of his finger, the armor-piercing arrow shot out with a sharp whistle.

The arrow was incredibly fast, covering several meters in the blink of an eye, and was about to pierce Zhao Erniu's chest.

At this critical moment, a pebble the size of a thumb shot out from nowhere.

The pebble struck the arrowhead of the armor-piercing arrow precisely.

With a soft "ding," the unstoppable armor-piercing arrow fell to the ground crookedly, like a kite with a broken string.

Upon seeing this, Tuoba Ku's expression instantly turned serious.

He suddenly scanned his surroundings.

Among the crowd, a thin man named Yang Laowu also narrowed his eyes with a solemn expression.

His eyes quickly scanned the crowd, clearly searching for the person who had made the move.

Lin Feng, who was mixed in with the crowd, kept his eyes fixed on Yang Laowu and the city lord Tuoba Ku.

At the same time, earth-shattering shouts of battle also came from behind Fuhu Mountain.

More than forty bandits wielding machetes and clubs roared out of the mountain stronghold's gate, each with a fierce look on their faces, charging towards the battlefield to support Zhao Erniu.

"Kill them! Save Brother Niu!"

"Let's fight these corrupt officials!"

Amidst deafening shouts, the bandits clashed with the city guards and martial arts school disciples.

In an instant, swords flashed, screams and the clash of weapons rose and fell, and the entire battlefield was in chaos.

Unfortunately, apart from valiant warriors like Zhao Erniu, the rest of the bandits were no match for the well-trained city guards and martial arts students.

In no time, the bandits were forced into a retreat, desperately shrinking their defensive line, with many screaming as they fell into pools of blood.

The battle turned in one direction, and the city guards pressed forward relentlessly, quickly storming into the Fuhu Mountain stronghold.

Two hundred city guards, along with 60 elite martial arts disciples, formed a battle formation to encircle and annihilate Zhao Erniu. Even with his innate superhuman strength and wearing a demon beast armor, Zhao Erniu gradually felt overwhelmed.

His arms and thighs were slashed deeply by spears, and blood gushed out, staining his clothes red. His movements became much slower as a result.

These city guards were clad in heavy armor, and their movements were perfectly coordinated.

Just as Zhao Erniu was exhausted and about to give up, a slender figure swept across the sky like a startled swan.

With a few light leaps, she landed beside Zhao Erniu like a flying goose, her long sword drawn, its cold light gleaming.