Eternal Immortal Dynasty: Starting as a Petty Official

Chapter 138 A Nighttime Raid (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"bite!

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A crisp sound rang out, and sparks flew everywhere!

But then the bandit leader on the ox's back raised his hand and swung his giant axe, and the arrowhead struck the axe squarely.

Upon seeing this, the bandit leader immediately gave a cold laugh.

"A mere trifle."

Before he could finish speaking, arrows rained down one after another, with the next arrow piercing the air once more!

"Rapid Fire!"

Upon seeing this, the bandit leader couldn't help but exclaim in surprise!

He immediately roared and swung his giant axe, the size of a door panel, at lightning speed, like a whirlwind, impenetrable to anything.

"Clap clap clap!"

With three soft thuds, all three arrows were blocked by the bandit leader.

A tremendous force of impact came from the giant axe, causing the bandit leader to groan and feel his arm go numb and weak.

"The war bow in this fellow's hand must be a rare treasure!"

Upon thinking of this, a hint of greed flashed in the bandit leader's eyes!

"Such skilled archers are certainly not adept at close combat!"

Thinking of this, the bandit leader also grinned maliciously, squeezed his legs together, and his white bull immediately charged towards Zhao Xian!

"kill!"

He brandished his giant axe, completely ignoring Zhao Cheng and the others!

Seeing this, Zhao Cheng and the others were also very angry, but when the huge white bull, which was like a small mountain, charged at them, they could only dodge to the left and right to avoid its sharp edge.

"My men, hold these men off for me! After I kill the enemy chieftain, I'll crush these petty thieves!"

The bandit leader brandished his giant axe and roared.

"Zhao Cheng, you all wipe out the bandits in the mountains, I'll deal with this scoundrel!"

At the same time, Zhao Xian, who was hiding in the mountains and forests, also abandoned his war bow, strode out, and shouted in a solemn voice.

"Good lad, you've got some guts!" The bandit leader was delighted to see Zhao Xian emerge from the dense forest and immediately shouted, "I'll leave you a whole corpse later!"

Within the dense forest, the vegetation was lush, and it was midnight, so dark that one could not see their own hand in front of their face.

The old thief surely knows the principle of never entering a forest!

"kill!"

The bandit leader roared and raised his giant axe high, while his white bull charged toward Zhao Xian at top speed!

The white ox, as big as a small mountain, panted heavily, its hooves thundering, and in the blink of an eye it was already several feet away from Zhao Xian.

Seeing that Zhao Xian neither dodged nor avoided him, seemingly intimidated by the power of the white ox, the bandit leader couldn't help but smile slightly!

"If we can kill this bastard and capture the rest alive, after some maneuvering, I might even gain one or two more sharpshooters to follow me!"

"At that time, what grand mansion can't be breached?"

"Noble ladies from prominent families are free to be whipped at will!"

Upon thinking of this, the bandit leader was even more excited, and a wicked smile appeared on his face.

In that split second, Zhao Xian suddenly sprang up, his ring-pommel sword flashing from its sheath!

"Clang!"

With a flash of cold light, Zhao Xian leaped up to a height of over ten feet, a wisp of white light emanating from his hand.

"Whoosh!"

A beam of light shot out from Zhao Xian's hand and then flew towards the bandit leader!

The two were already very close, and the bandit leader naturally couldn't dodge in time. He could only watch helplessly as the spiritual light struck his chest.

"Snapped!"

With a soft sound, the bandit leader couldn't help but shiver!

Immediately, wisps of ice began to spread from his chest!

In the blink of an eye, the bandit leader's upper body was covered with a thick layer of ice armor.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, Zhao Xian stomped on the massive head of the white bull, his ring-pommel sword flashing with a snow-white light, engulfing the bandit leader!

"Ding ding ding!"

A cold light, like a storm, enveloped the bandit leader's upper body, followed by a series of intense and rapid clanging sounds of metal clashing!

"Snap!"

The white bull charged forward with undiminished momentum, its massive horns instantly snapping a tree as thick as a man's waist.

Clang!

The giant axe fell to the ground, and a lithe figure gracefully landed, lightly waving a ring-bladed sword in his hand!

"boom!"

With a loud crash, the white ox collapsed and fell heavily into the dense forest.

"Moo!"

A heart-wrenching cry reached Zhao Xian's ears!

"cut!"

But Zhao Xian's face was cold as he raised his ring-handled sword and slashed down with all his might!

"Pfft!"

The bull's head rolled to the ground, and demon blood splattered like a fountain into the dense forest.

"What a pity!"

Seeing this, Zhao Xian sighed inwardly.

Demon blood can be used to make spirit ink and draw spirit talismans. It can also be sold for some spirit stones in the Daqingshan Market.

With a sigh, Zhao Xian looked again at the burly man on the ox's back, only to see his eyes wide with anger, his body going limp as he slid off the ox's back.

In just a few breaths, the man and the demon, who seemed like a behemoth to everyone, were killed.

Such a sight left the remaining bandits in the ravine speechless!

"Leave no one alive!"

Zhao Xian turned to look at Zhao Cheng and the others, who were also stunned, and said calmly.

"kill!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Cheng, Zhao Ji, and the others turned and charged towards the remaining bandits in the ravine!

The sounds of fighting and the clash of weapons echoed once again from within the mountain valley.

It is unknown how much time has passed, but apart from Zhao Cheng and his men, there are no other bandits left alive in the mountain valley!

"Ah Hong, go and call Sun Jia, Liu Ping, and the others over here!"

"The rest of you, clean up the battlefield immediately!"

Zhao Xian looked around and then gave a casual instruction.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Hong immediately got up and disappeared into the dense forest.

Before long, several figures arrived quickly with Zhao Hong.

Upon seeing the corpses scattered in the ravine, the men turned pale with shock!

"Liu Ping, immediately inventory the spoils of war!"

Zhao Xian looked at Liu Ping and spoke.

Liu Ping immediately bowed respectfully, suppressing his discomfort, and quickly walked into the ravine to begin counting the spoils of war.

"Sun Jia!" Zhao Xian looked at the burly man opposite him and immediately ordered, "After we leave, quickly dispatch men to transport all the corpses, monster remains, and spoils of war out of the mountains. Do not fail to do so!"

"I will obey Sergeant Bing's orders!"

But the burly man took a deep breath, suppressed his shock, and responded loudly.

"Zhao Jun, we have the remains of a mid-stage Qi Refining demon beast, one bandit head, and fifty-six bandit heads!"

"In addition, there are 23,720 talisman coins, 46 low-grade spirit stones, and various weapons such as knives, spears, bows, and arrows."

Before long, Liu Ping approached Zhao Xian and gave him a detailed report, presenting him with the written message on silk.

"Let's stamp it!"

Zhao Xian took the silk, glanced at it, and then handed it to Liu Ping, smiling calmly.

Upon hearing this, Liu Ping immediately stamped both silk scrolls with the military seal, and then handed one of them to Sun Jia.

"I would be grateful if you, Lord Sun, could transport all these spoils of war and remains to the country cottage!"

"Sun Jiading, hurry down the mountain!"

Upon hearing this, the burly man immediately responded solemnly.

The group rested briefly before getting up and heading down the mountain.

As for Sun Jia and the others, they still need to stay here to guard the remains.

"The White Ox Bandits, who were renowned throughout the surrounding villages, have been wiped out just like that! Sergeant Bingcao truly acts with swift and decisive action!"

After Zhao Xian and his entourage left, a guard left behind in the valley said with a look of awe.

"Yes, they only arrived at our pavilion yesterday afternoon, and tonight they've already wiped out the White Ox bandits. That's incredibly fast!"

Another soldier chimed in with a comment.

"Alright, everyone, cheer up! We may not be able to wipe out the White Ox bandits, but we must make sure to keep a close watch on these spoils!"

"When the Daoist people arrive, keep a close eye on them and make sure they handle things cleanly!"

Sun Jia glanced at the soldiers behind him and gave them instructions in a deep voice.

"I will obey Lord Sun's command!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers also showed a solemn expression.

Meanwhile, Zhao Xian and his group, who had descended the mountain, also mounted their horses.

"It's still early. Would you gentlemen like to join me in wiping out the next bandit stronghold?"

Zhao Xian looked around at Zhao Cheng and the others behind him and asked with a smile.

"We are willing to follow Lord Zhao to wipe out the mountain bandits!"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately responded solemnly.

"Walk!"

At a command, the sound of horses' hooves began, and the group gradually disappeared along the country road.

The next morning, the sun rose.

A group of knights appeared outside the pavilion, and one of them immediately dismounted and knocked on the pavilion door.

"Who are you?"

With a creak, the pavilion door opened a crack, and a sleepy-eyed head peeked out, looking at the boy in front of it and asking in confusion.

"Soldier Zhao Jun has arrived outside the pavilion. Immediately order the pavilion chief to come and pay his respects!"

The boy immediately pushed open the pavilion door and shouted loudly.

"A sergeant?"

The guard was slightly taken aback, then an expression of disbelief appeared on his face, and he turned and ran back into the building!

Before long, several disheveled figures hurriedly stepped out of the pavilion.

"Your humble servant Zhang Huang pays his respects to Lord Zhao!"

The head clerk glanced at him, then quickly walked up to Zhao Xian and bowed respectfully.

"Mr. Zhang, I apologize for disturbing you this early in the morning!"

"The bandits of Old Duckbeak have been wiped out. You must immediately lead your men to transport the bandits' corpses and our spoils of war to the village."

"Send others to cook porridge and prepare clean houses!"

Zhao Xian looked at the clerk in front of him, who was filled with fear, and immediately gave the order in a solemn voice.

"As you command, Lord Zhao!" Zhang Huang replied solemnly, then suddenly looked up at Zhao Xian, "Lord Zhao, have the Old Duckbeak bandits been wiped out?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xian did not reply, but instead dismounted and strode towards the pavilion.

Behind them, Zhao Cheng and Zhao Ji each threw a large cloth bag off their horse.

Clang!

Several human heads rolled out of the sack!

"Zhang Jun, the ringleader, and forty-six other bandits, their heads are all here!"

Zhao Cheng dismounted, kicked the cloth bag in front of him, and said with a smile.

"Please hurry and bring the porridge and rice. We have wiped out two bandit groups last night, beheading over a hundred people. We are exhausted and need to rest after we finish eating!"

Zhao Ji, who was standing nearby, stepped forward, patted Zhang Huang on the shoulder, and said with a smile.

Immediately, the two led the rest of the group into the pavilion.

"Oh, and feed each horse one pound of spirit rice and ten eggs!"

As they were about to enter the pavilion, Mu Chun turned back and gave them a final, detailed instruction.

In the blink of an eye, only Zhang Huang and other officials of the pavilion remained outside.

"Ting, Ting-kun!" Ting's father glanced at the grotesque human head on the ground, stepped forward, and said in a trembling voice, "Our Ting household doesn't have that much spirit rice and chickens!"

"Wang Da, go to the Yu family immediately and demand twenty catties of spirit rice and one hundred eggs!"

"Li Er, immediately gather all the local people with oxcarts in Tingbu and come with me to Old Duck's Beak to retrieve the remains!"

"Old Huang, you stay here at the pavilion and look after the mount. If Lord Zhao has any orders, immediately instruct others to carry them out!"

Suddenly, Zhang Huang turned around, looked at the people in front of him, and shouted loudly.

"We obey!"

The officials immediately straightened their faces and agreed in unison.

Before long, a faint fragrance of spirit rice wafted from the pavilion.

On the official road, more than a dozen oxcarts, led by Zhang Huang, followed the route Zhao Xian and his party had taken.

It wasn't until the afternoon that more than ten oxcarts, carrying loads full of the corpses of bandits, slowly made their way down the main road.

Fortunately, it is now August and the weather is getting colder, so the corpses have not rotted and there is no foul smell.

Following Zhao Xian's instructions that morning, Zhang Huang, despite his unbearable hunger, led a group of villagers to transport the remains of the bandits and their heads to the village house.

As for whether Zhang Huang had any complaints, he no longer had any complaints when he saw the headless corpses all over the valley.

As dusk fell, Zhang Huang arrived at the village with more than ten oxcarts.

Meanwhile, a long convoy of cars was already parked outside the country house.

The truck was carrying headless corpses.

On the largest vehicle, there was a white cow that looked like a small mountain.

"White Bull Bandit!"

Upon seeing this, Zhang Huang couldn't help but blurt out.

"Last night, Sergeant Bingzi wiped out both the White Ox Bandit and the Old Duck Beak Bandit!"

The bandits of Lao Ya Zui were no match for the White Ox bandits. The White Ox bandits wreaked havoc in several villages and were extremely fierce and brutal. Even the repeated encirclements and suppressions by You Wei in the north failed to wipe out this group of bandits.

The newly arrived county sergeant managed to wipe out the White Ox bandits overnight, and even had the strength to wipe out another bandit group!

Shocked, Zhang Huang spurred his horse forward, wanting to see just how many bandits had been killed.

Outside the village house, the village headman stared at the endless oxcarts and the pile of heads on the ground, his face turning ashen with fear.

Only after Zhang Huang approached and reported did the village magistrate come to his senses.

"Zhang Jun, is the Military Commissioner still resting in your pavilion?"

The village head looked at Zhang Huang with a worried expression and asked urgently.

When Zhang Huang set off for the country house in the afternoon, the sergeant was still resting in the pavilion!

Upon hearing this, Zhang Huang immediately replied in a deep voice.

"Excellent, excellent!" The village foreman's face immediately lit up with joy. He looked at Zhang Huang and said, "Zhang Jun, please lead us to pay our respects to Lord Bingcao!"

"And what about the remains?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Huang looked at the village foreman with a troubled expression.

"You shall immediately order the local officials to remove the remains of the bandits and guard them closely!"

The village magistrate immediately looked at the clerk beside him and gave instructions.

"Zhang Jun, let's go!"

After saying this, the village head and the village assistant quickly returned to their respective houses, led out their horses, mounted them, and went ahead with Zhang Huang to the pavilion.

Upon receiving the news, several prominent families in the village also acted swiftly, sending their sons to the pavilion to pay their respects to Zhao Xian.

Unfortunately, everyone arrived a step too late.

When everyone arrived at the pavilion, Zhao Xian was no longer there.

"Old Huang, where did Sergeant Bing go?"

Zhang Huang looked at Elder Huang of the pavilion and asked in a solemn voice.

"Tingjun, the military officer has gone to a neighboring village to suppress the bandits. Before leaving, he specifically instructed me to thank Zhang Jun for his warm hospitality!"

When Old Huang saw so many distinguished people from the village looking at him, he immediately wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and calmly said...

"Oh, right, Mr. Zhang, these are spirit stones left by the Sergeant, used to buy spirit rice and eggs!"

Old Huang then took out five gleaming spirit stones from his sleeve and presented them to Zhang Huang.

"This~"

Seeing this, Zhang Huang could only give a wry smile and look at the village foreman and the others.

"Lord Bingcao is decisive and virtuous; meeting you today, I can see that your reputation is well-deserved!"

The village magistrate glanced at the spirit stone in Old Huang's hand and couldn't help but sigh.

"We are weary from our journey and it is truly inappropriate for us to come and pay our respects to Lord Bingcao!"

"It won't be too late for us to pay our respects to Lord Bingcao after we've groomed ourselves, burned incense, and taken a bath!"

Upon hearing the village foreman's words, the others all nodded in unison, their faces showing respect.

"Mr. Zhang, please accept these spirit stones!"