The First Military God of the Border

The people of Eagle Ridge are indeed seasoned veterans.

They silently killed all the guards on the outer perimeter.

Then they entered the Anjia Courtyard directly from the front.

Some of the bandits were also old soldiers from the border army who had nowhere else to turn. They were all fierce-looking and charged in with steel knives, scaring everyone in the courtyard into scattering and fleeing.

"Brothers, we heard that today is the big day for Old Master An to take a concubine, so Cangying Ridge has come to offer our congratulations."

"What, is this how the An family treats its guests?"

"Are you welcoming us with swords and knives?"

The monkey, wielding a long knife, rushed in and stood in the middle, laughing loudly as it spoke.

The An family's guards reacted quickly; the moment the Cangyingling bandits rushed in, they took up their positions and charged towards the Cangyingling bandits.

However, their fighting ability was far inferior to that of the bandits of Eagle Ridge.

Seven or eight people rushed over, but were all cut down by the monkey and his men in no time.

The remaining guards were so frightened that they dared not advance any further and retreated while fighting.

The donkey charged ahead, known for its strength. Wielding two large axes, it charged wildly, and anyone who dared to collide with it would either die or be seriously injured.

As for the monkey, don't let his skinny appearance fool you; he's ruthless when it comes to killing. The knife in his hand is incredibly agile, almost like an eye.

Every time the knife is drawn, someone inevitably falls.

Ling Ziyi, dressed in purple, stood out in the crowd, her purple robes fluttering in the wind.

She wielded the Soul-Sealing Sword, and her swordplay was like a dance, not only beautiful but also incredibly powerful.

An Jia's guards had just rushed forward when, before they could even react, a bloody hole had been pierced in their throats by the Soul-Destroying Sword.

Seeing Ling Ziyi's bravery, several guards rushed towards her. Ling Ziyi remained calm, tapped her long sword on the ground, and rose into the air, kicking out one kick after another.

Several guards were instantly kicked away.

Seeing this, the remaining guards immediately cowered, staring intently at Ling Ziyi, but dared not take a step forward.

Before they could make a further move, Ling Ziyi had already charged towards them, thrusting her long sword forward, killing one of them instantly.

Another person was so frightened that they backed away repeatedly.

But Ling Ziyi would not let her go. She spun rapidly and pierced the guard's chest with her sword.

Ling Ziyi killed several guards in one swift motion.

When An's guards saw how powerful the people from Eagle Ridge were, they began to consider retreating.

Fan Wujiu, wielding his unique weapon, the Mountain-Splitting Axe, was the most ferocious among them, each swing capable of taking down a person.

After killing several people, he stopped, carefully observed the battle situation, and shouted, "Brothers, quickly seize the exit! Don't let anyone leave!"

Although the An family had many guards, they were quickly overwhelmed when all the elite troops from Cangying Ridge were deployed.

Seeing that they were outnumbered, Luan Dahui, the head of the An family's security team and the master of the guards, shouted to his men, "Those in front, hold them off! You few, come with me and escort the old master away!"

Several guards lifted up Old Master An and dragged him back to the backyard.

Old Master An was used to a life of luxury and had never seen anything like this before. He was so frightened that he lost his mind.

As for the rest of the An family, they were already in complete chaos, with shouts and cries filling the air.

After Luan Dahui led the old master of the An family to the backyard, he hurriedly shouted, "Close the door quickly, hurry up..."

With the back door closed, the group from Cangying Ridge were trapped outside.

While panting, Luan Dahui directed everyone to defend against the enemy: "Hold on, get through this crisis, and the old master will reward you handsomely."

"Archers, all of you, up to the attic..."

"Swordsmen in front, spearmen behind, form a defensive formation."

An's guards practiced regularly, so under Luan Dahui's command, they quickly regained their footing.

Moreover, each courtyard of the An family was connected by a special wall, which was thick and high, specifically for the defense against bandits.

The attic also has many arrow slits, making it convenient for archers to attack invading enemies from the attics on both sides.

As long as this door remains closed, it will be virtually impossible for the bandits to break in.

"Master Luan, tell everyone to hold on and get through this crisis. My An family will not let any of our brothers down."

"After this matter is over, I will report to the magistrate and ensure that all these bandits die without a burial place."

Meanwhile, the old patriarch of the An family was still congratulating himself on breaking into the inner courtyard and was still planning how to wipe out the bandits.

On the other side, Lin Hui had already found a suitable position and was ready to open the door and let Fan Wujiu and the others in at any time.

"Master Luan, is Cai'er safe?"

"Master, things happened suddenly, we haven't seen the young master yet."

"What?"

The old master was startled, and the other guards also became worried. Although An Shicai was a young master with a bad reputation, he was the old master's darling.

If the young master gets into trouble, none of them will be able to escape responsibility.

With their guards failing to protect him, forget about getting the reward; even their survival was uncertain. The group hurriedly began searching for An Shicai.

But just then, a voice emerged from the darkness.

"Keep the change, please."

Everyone was stunned.

No one expected that someone was hiding in the backyard.

Lin Hui emerged from the darkness with a smile on his face, blood still dripping from his knife.

Old Master An stared at Lin Hui, then looked at Lin Hui's bloodstained knife, and was suddenly startled, thinking of something terrible.

He stammered, raising his hand to point at Lin Hui: "You...you...you..."

"No need to ask anymore, I killed An Shicai, not long ago."

Lin Hui spoke calmly, as if he had killed some insignificant little animal.

When the old patriarch of the An family heard the news of his grandson's tragic death, he almost fainted.

The An family has had only one son per generation for generations, and now, only this one heir remains.

Unexpectedly, he died at the hands of Lin Hui.

"Kill! Everyone, attack! Whoever kills him and avenges my grandson will be granted the status of a young master by the An family."

The old master of the An family was completely blinded by hatred: "Master Luan, kill him... kill him..."

As Luan Dahui watched Lin Hui approach step by step, he drew his knife and stood in front of the old man.

"Guards, take the old man away quickly."

At a command, some of the guards hurriedly led the old man to continue retreating.

As for Lin Hui, he remained calm and composed.

"Let's go... No one will leave Anjia Compound alive today."

"Kid, stop talking big. You think you can take me on?"

"Haha... Although I can do it alone, do I look like the kind of person who likes to work alone?"

"So that's how it is. You're the one who brought the bandits here. Kid, you're ruthless."

"You're collaborating with bandits to settle down? Aren't you afraid of getting burned?"

Lin Hui sneered, "Playing with fire? You, a dog in front of beasts, dare to say such things?"

"You, you, you..."

"Prepare to die."