Xu Hui helped Han Feng up, looking at Li Zhis corpse beside him, and couldnt help but feel a pang of sadness. In such a short time, this person was gone just like that, its really like human life is as worthless as straw.

  Zeng Yandao said, "Lets go, the bandits are still chasing us from behind. Well talk about everything once we get out." He threw away the half-length spear in his hand, drew his waist knife and, together with Xu Hui, supported Han Feng as they slowly walked towards the outside of the fort. Behind them, bandits continuously snuck in to rummage through the bodies of soldiers or companions for anything useful...

  Since the strict military training, he has crawled out of piles of dead bodies countless times. Years of military life have worn down his fighting spirit. From local troops to the current Central Elite Army, corruption is rampant in every corner of the barracks. In the battle against the Hu people beyond the Great Wall, 300,000 soldiers of the Great Zhou army were almost annihilated by less than 30,000 cavalrymen from beyond the Great Wall, simply because the military equipment and supplies were severely insufficient. The officials and generals embezzled military funds and equipment to fill their own pockets. The soldiers who went into battle could only wear miserable cloth armor, shivering with cold in the icy snow, without even a single piece of warm clothing. The limited resources that were embezzled were prioritized for the troops with aristocratic backgrounds. How could an army under such a system possibly defeat the fierce and powerful cavalrymen from beyond the Great Wall?

  Just like the chaotic scene in front of him, it seemed to have brought back the memory of his previous encounter with the Hu cavalry on the cold Gobi Desert, where they had fled at the slightest touch. He couldnt help but feel a mix of emotions as he glanced at Xu Hui, this young man was too similar to his own son, with the same eyebrows and eyes, the same timidness, the same kindness. Since the day he entered his camp, he had been paying extra attention to him, and even planned to send him food on the training grounds that morning, but Liu Ce had already stood out first...

  He had been thinking about Zhen Hus chaos, when he suddenly felt a cold killing intent coming from behind him. Years of military life made his nervous reaction faster than anyone elses, and he quickly let go of Han Fengs hand, his left hand drawing out his waist knife in a spinning slash, but all he heard was the sound of metal clashing, as his waist knife was knocked flying by a wolf-toothed club...

  Only to see the giant bandit who was knocked to the ground earlier now standing in front of Zeng Yong, his face covered in blood. At the moment when Zeng Yong swung his wolf-toothed club for the second time, he rushed forward and grabbed the bandits waist with a loud shout: "Xiao Hui, run! Run!" Then he rode on the giants body, punching him like raindrops...

  Xu Hui saw the situation and immediately supported Han Feng, hurrying towards the outside of the fort. As long as they could climb over the earthen wall a few dozen steps away, perhaps they could ensure their own safety... He kept turning back to look at Zeng Yizhi, his heart filled with a bitter sadness, choking out: "Old Zeng..."

  Zeng Congzhengs fists heavily smashed towards the giant bandit, one fist faster than the other, but the giant bandit protected his vital parts with both hands, and Zeng Congzheng was unable to inflict effective damage on him. The layer of iron armor on his body was also extremely hard and impenetrable.

  After a while, Zeng Congzhengs fist strength gradually weakened, and the giant took advantage of the gap to grab his hands and turn over, pressing Zeng Congzheng under him. The giants fists fell one by one, and Zeng Congzheng quickly protected his head, but the giants fists were as hard as rocks, and two punches broke Zeng Congzhengs left hand that was blocking them. Zeng Congzheng didnt make a sound, and when the giants third punch came down, he suddenly tilted his head to the side, causing the giants fist to hit the ground and raise a cloud of yellow dust that blinded his eyes. In pain, Zeng Congzheng kicked out with both legs, using his waist strength to push the giant to one side with his right hand. At this time, the surrounding bandits closed in...

  A bandit swung his knife at Zeng Cong, who turned around and used his right armpit to clamp the blade in place. With a pained expression, he then used his left shoulder to knock the bandit flying. As soon as he relaxed his arm, the long knife fell, and in an instant, his right hand caught the hilt. With one swift motion, he counterattacked, and two other approaching bandits had blood gushing from their chests...

  Zeng Yijun suddenly turned his hand over and grasped the knife, like a war god covered in blood staring coldly at the large group of bandits in front of him...

  "Get back, all of you!" The giant sprang to his feet, kicked up the wolf-toothed club and struck a thug who was trying to get close again into a hedgehog. "Hes mine!"

  Surrounding bandits formed a semicircle, encircling Zeng Yanzheng in the middle. The giant swung his wolf-tooth club with a solemn expression. Zeng Yanzhengs face remained calm, his long knife slowly rising...

  "Here comes the first move!" The giant roared, raising his wolf-toothed club over his head and charging towards Zeng Congshan. Zeng Congshan saw the knife tip dragging on the ground and quickly ran towards the giant. In the brief moment they crossed paths, the wolf-toothed club and long knife were simultaneously swung out. A piercing metallic scraping sound and the sound of a stone hammer hitting bone echoed out one after another. The giant stood still in his original position, his forehead covered in cold sweat, with nearly half of the armor leaves on his chest gone, and inside, there was a deep red blood stain... He turned around to look at Zeng Congshan, who was also standing upright not far away, and a look of reverence flowed out from his eyes...

  "Dont desecrate his corpse!" The giant bowed slightly to Zeng Cong, then loudly ordered and continued to chase the remaining fleeing soldiers. The surrounding bandits dispersed around Zeng Cong and followed the giant.

  Zeng Congyan used his last bit of strength to thrust the long knife into the ground, slowly leaning against it. With great effort, he pulled out a cigarette from his waist and lit it with a matchstick. As the flame fell to the ground, he took a deep drag, but suddenly felt a strong choking sensation that he couldnt cough up. In the swirling smoke, he found that everything around him had changed. He saw his son shouting "Dad!" as he ran towards him, laughing and asking for a hug. His wife was hanging laundry to dry, giving him a sweet smile when she saw him. The sunlight made her look even more beautiful. His parents were sitting at the dinner table, which was filled with delicious food. They looked at him with kindness, seemingly waiting for him to join them. Zeng Congyan hugged his son and pulled his wifes hand, leading her to sit down at the table...

  "Zhen Er, Xiao Hui, Father, Mother..." Zeng Yanzheng muttered a few more words and then closed his eyes peacefully, the cigarette in his mouth falling silently...

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  Outside the fort, Liu Ce was like a killing machine, taking down any fleeing soldiers who dared to block his way. As long as he could survive, Liu Ce didnt care about anything else. The surrounding fleeing soldiers saw how crazy Liu Ce was and avoided him, only those bandits who were courting death came one by one to become the souls under his gun.

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