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Seeing the effect of the token, Wu Feng narrowed his eyes.

Take control of Yingzhou's military and political affairs, and gain control of the city's administration.

This thing is much more straightforward than he thought.

He thought he would have to occupy the city first and then gain control and management, but he didn't expect that a single token would solve the problem.

He put the token into his backpack and bent down to pick up the other things on the ground.

The governor dropped several bottles of medicine, a purple sword, and several hundred taels of silver. He took it all.

He turned and walked out of the study, across the courtyard.

The corpses of several servants lying on the ground had vanished, leaving only a ball of light on the ground.

He went out through the back gate of the governor's mansion, climbed onto the roof, determined his direction, and darted toward the city gate.

The night breeze felt cool on my face.

The journey was quiet, the streets were deserted, with only the occasional bark of a dog in the distance.

Upon arriving near the agreed-upon city gate, they could see from afar that the gate was wide open and a group of people were quietly entering.

The moonlight shone on those people; some wore leather armor, others cloth clothes, and they carried knives and spears. They formed a long line and walked in cautiously.

They saw Mu Lingyun and his group leading the bandit army over.

Wu Feng jumped off the roof and landed on the tiled surface of a two-story building.

Standing on the roof, you can see the whole situation below.

The city walls on both sides of the city gate have been taken control.

Several figures holding knives stood on the wall, looking around.

One by one, the bandits entered the city gate.

Li Hu stood on the rooftop next to him, holding a knife in his hand, his gaze sweeping towards the direction outside the city.

Seeing Wu Feng approach, he turned to look at him and asked in a low voice, "Has the governor's office been dealt with?"

Wu Feng nodded without saying anything more.

He looked down at the crowd below.

Mu Lingyun was standing inside the city gate, directing the bandits to move in.

Zhang Heng and Li Fu stood next to him, neither of them saying a word, just standing there watching.

Xiong Batian and Han Yufeng stood on the other side, each with a group of men behind them, waiting for the bandits entering the city to make way.

Wu Feng jumped off the roof and landed on the ground.

Upon seeing him, Mu Lingyun quickly walked over, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Chief Boss."

Xiong Batian and Han Yufeng also came over, and several people surrounded him.

Wu Feng glanced at the three men and said, "The three of you take your men and seize the other city gates immediately. Make it quick and decisive, don't drag it out."

The three men clasped their hands in unison and replied, "Yes, Chief."

After saying that, Mu Lingyun turned around, selected five hundred bandits, and led Zhang Heng and Li Fu towards the nearest city gate.

Xiong Batian and his group left, while Han Yufeng led Zhao Yu'e and Sun Yujiao in another direction.

The footsteps faded into the distance, and the city gate fell silent.

Wu Feng turned to look at Li Hu, who was standing on the roof.

Li Hu jumped down from above and landed next to him.

"Send some men to check on the movements of the two military camps," Wu Feng said. "Don't let them react before we're still in the dark."

Li Hu nodded, his tone unhurried: "I've already sent people over. If there's any movement, they'll come back and inform me immediately."

Wu Feng hummed in agreement and glanced toward the remaining two city gates.

"Alright, I'll go check out that city gate over there. Which one are you going to?"

Li Hu pointed towards the east gate: "I'll go over there."

Wu Feng nodded and turned to rush towards the west gate of the city.

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The west gate wasn't far; it took less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea to get there.

When Wu Feng arrived at the west gate, the battle had already begun.

Mu Lingyun, along with Zhang Heng, Li Fu, and five hundred bandits, is attacking the city wall.

There were only a few hundred soldiers guarding the city, scattered on the city walls on both sides of the city gate.

The bandits jumped off their horses, some rushing up the stairs while others fired arrows from below, creating a chaotic but impressive scene.

Wu Feng stood at the city gate for a while.

Mu Lingyun's command was fairly clear: one team attacked up the stairs on the left, another team flanked from the right, and twenty men were left in the middle to guard the city gate.

Zhang Heng stood at the back without moving, while Li Fu rushed forward, holding two short axes in his hands, and cut down two guards.

The soldiers defending the city wore iron armor and were better equipped with swords and spears than the bandits, but they were too few in number to withstand the attack from all sides.

One by one they fell down, and a few flashes of white light appeared on the city wall.

Wu Feng glanced at it and then ignored it.

The attack went well, things are going well.

He turned and looked around. The city gate was close to the military camp. If there were no unexpected events, then there would be no problem.

He circled around the city gate and found a stable.

The stable was small, a wooden shed, inside which hundreds of horses were tethered.

There were several empty horse mangers nearby, with dry hay spread on the ground.

Wu Feng went inside and looked around. These horses were all excellent warhorses, much better than the ordinary riding horses he had bought in Kaifeng.

He reached out and patted the neck of the nearest black warhorse. Its coat was smooth, its mane thick, and its eyes bright.

I glanced at the attribute panel and saw that its speed and stamina were much higher than those of an ordinary horse.

The Khitans' horses were indeed excellent.

Wu Feng untied the reins, mounted the horse, and rode out of the stable.

The battle outside is over.

The city wall was quiet. The bodies of the guards had turned into white light and dissipated, leaving several orbs of light on the ground.

The bandits stood on top of the city wall, some picking up things, others looking around.

The area under the city gate was also crowded with people, making a lot of noise.

Mu Lingyun climbed down from the city wall, quickly walked to Wu Fengma, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Chief, this part of the city wall has been cleared, and they weren't allowed to set off the signal fires. What's next?"

Wu Feng, mounted on his horse, glanced at the city wall.

The city's defenders were indeed all dealt with. A hundred or so men were no match for three second-rate martial artists and five hundred bandits; there wasn't much suspense.

However, the bandits also suffered considerable losses; dozens of corpses lay on the ground, and some people were counting their numbers.

"How much damage was done?" Wu Feng asked.

Mu Lingyun glanced back and said, "More than sixty were injured, and forty-three died."

Wu Feng nodded. The bandits' fighting strength varied greatly, and their equipment was inferior to that of the regular army. They lost more than forty men in a city defense squad of about a hundred, which shows that the gap was quite large.

But these things can't be rushed; those who survive a few battles naturally become veterans.

"Everyone, find suitable equipment for the city's defenders and change into it," Wu Feng said, glancing at the group of bandits in front of him. "Mu Lingyun, Zhang Heng, Li Fu, you take a group of men to the stables over there to choose warhorses, and then follow me into the enemy camp to kill them."

Mu Lingyun nodded without hesitation: "Yes, Chief."

Li Fu was taken aback for a moment, but didn't say anything, and followed Mu Lingyun to turn around and call out the people.

Zhang Heng stood to the side without moving, his brows furrowed. He hesitated for a moment before speaking to Wu Feng, "Chief, this military camp is heavily guarded. If we go in, we might not come back alive."

Wu Feng glanced at him.

Although this person is a scholar, he is still a second-rate martial artist, just a bit timid.

"Don't fight now, attack them when they're unprepared," Wu Feng said. "Once they recover, things will be much more troublesome. If you're afraid, you can stay in the city."

Zhang Heng's expression changed slightly, and he quickly clasped his hands in a fist salute: "Zhang Heng is willing to accompany the chief."

Having said that, he stopped talking and turned to go to the stable to fetch his horse.

Wu Feng watched him walk away and then looked away.

Not long after, Mu Lingyun arrived from the stable with more than a hundred men.

Everyone picked a horse, and some even took the iron armor from the guards' corpses and put it on. Holding swords and spears, they looked much more presentable than before.

Zhang Heng rode a yellow horse in the middle, while Li Fu rode a chestnut horse in front, both of them holding weapons.