There was only a loud cracking sound in the ear wheel, and the spiritualized sickle hit the center of the chariot hard. With the deafening sound, the chariot was torn from the center, split into two pieces, and half of it hit the cliff.
, the other half flew off the cliff.
"ah--"
A knife cut the car into two halves, causing a chorus of exclamations from both sides.
The screams in front were naturally from the bandits, while the exclamations from behind were from Guyue, Letian and others.
Without giving the bandits a chance to release a second charging vehicle, Tang Yin dragged his sickle and rushed halfway up the mountain.
In this huge open space, there are hundreds of bandits wearing messy clothes. There are everyone among them, including robbers, desperadoes, wanted criminals, homeless people, bankrupt farmers, traders, etc., with weapons in their hands.
It was also very messy, with knives, swords, spears, guns, and some holding hoes and manuscripts.
Seeing Tang Yin rushing up, hundreds of bandits rushed toward him with strange screams. How could Tang Yin take them seriously? He waved the sickle horizontally in his hand, and the spiritual waves spread out. There was a muffled sound of thumping, and in an instant there was
More than a dozen people were cut off at the waist, with blood and white intestines flowing all over the floor, and a fishy stench suddenly filled the air.
Bandits are usually okay at robbing homes and buildings, but when they meet a spiritual martial arts master like Tang Yin, they immediately turn into weaklings.
Shocked by his preemptive spiritual wave, the bandits turned pale with fright and retreated in fear.
Tang Yin chuckled and stopped attacking. Instead, he turned his body to the side and handed the enemy to the soldiers behind him.
He shouted loudly: "Kill! Leave no one behind!"
Since the bandits were not strong and would not pose much threat to their own side, in Tang Yin's view, this was a rare opportunity for actual combat for the soldiers below.
Guyue and Letian led their soldiers to fight halfway up the mountain and started fighting with the bandits.
There were only about a hundred bandits, and they were a ragtag group without formal training. They were not the opponents of two thousand well-prepared regular troops. The fighting lasted only a short time, and more than a hundred bandits were either killed or became prisoners.
When the battle came to an end, shouts of killing suddenly came from the distance, and then nearly a thousand bandits rushed down from the mountain.
Tang Yin stared for a while, then turned around and shouted: "Qiu Zhen!"
"Here!" Qiu Zhen emerged from nowhere and ran to Tang Yin's side, panting.
"Didn't you say that there are only about 500 bandits? Why did so many appear all of a sudden?" The other party suddenly killed more than a thousand people. Tang Yin could no longer regard his opponent as his own training target, but wanted to fight in earnest.
Qiu Zhen grinned, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said inexplicably: "I got the news from the Lord of Chongcheng. There are indeed only about 500 bandits here. Why do so many suddenly appear?"
Tang Yin rolled his eyes. Maybe the city lord of Chongcheng didn't even know how many bandits there were. Fortunately, the other party was poorly prepared and only had a thousand people. If they encountered a bandit den with more than ten thousand people, he had to set up a plan in advance.
He laid an ambush, which he said was fine, but the number of casualties suffered by the soldiers below was unknown.
He did not learn a lesson, but at this time Tang Yin had already realized the importance of intelligence, and secretly decided in his heart that if there was an opportunity in the future, he would set up an elite department specifically responsible for intelligence.
Watching the bandits rushing down from the mountain, Tang Yin took a deep breath and shouted: "Raise your bow and set up an arrow array!"
Following his command, the two thousand soldiers immediately formed a square formation. Then, each took off the long bow on his shoulder, drew out the arrows, and loaded the bow with arrows.
The bandits were getting closer and closer, so close that they could clearly see the faces of the people in the front row of the bandits.
Tang Yin narrowed his eyes, waved his hand and shouted: "Fire the arrow!"
Buzz - Two thousand carved feathers rose into the sky together, drawing perfect arcs in the sky, and then scattered down from top to bottom.
Thump, thump, thump!
Two thousand sharp arrows penetrated into the bandits, and the sound of the arrows piercing flesh and bone could be heard continuously, and the bandit crowd fell to pieces in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, the second round of volleys came again, and hundreds of bandits were covered with arrows and fell to the ground like hedgehogs.
When the distance between the two sides got closer, the bandits also began to fire arrows, but their bows were weak and their archery skills were much worse. The arrows were shot sparsely, which did not deter Tang Yin's soldiers much.
"Hold your arrows, raise your spear, and charge!" After Tang Yin gave the order, he took the lead to meet the enemy.
The difference in numbers between the two sides was only twice that of the regular army, but the difference in strength was too great. The bandits' combat effectiveness, weapons, and equipment could not be compared with those of the regular army. The battle had just begun and turned into a one-sided massacre.
These wind soldiers, who had just joined the army and had not been trained for a long time, truly fulfilled the saying that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. They were like blood-devouring monsters. They didn't care when they were slashing and they just rushed forward to kill the enemy.
In the battle, Tang Yin's requirement for comprehensive training was reflected. When they first came into contact, they stabbed with spears, causing great damage to the bandits. When the two sides fought in a melee, they immediately abandoned their spears and used sabers instead.
This is a one-sided battle without any suspense.
Tang Yin fought from the front line of the bandits to the end of the line. When he looked back, he saw that the bandits were killed by his own soldiers until they cried for their fathers and mothers and were completely defeated.
The overall situation has been decided! He smiled calmly, the bandits and the Ning army were incomparable, and the battle was much simpler than he imagined.
At this moment, someone in the crowd of bandits suddenly shouted: "You lackey of the officers and soldiers, I will kill you!"
Following the words, a healthy figure emerged, and at the same time, a cold light swept directly towards Tang Yin's neck.
That man was fast and could attack even faster. Unfortunately, for Tang Yin, such speed did not pose any threat.
But what surprised him was that the opponent was a spiritual warrior, and the weapon he used was a spiritualized sword.
He raised the sickle in his hand, easily blocked the opponent's killing move, and sneered: "I didn't expect there were spiritual cultivators among the bandits!"
"Go to hell!" The man seemed to have fallen into a semi-crazy state, and one move after another with the spiritual sword in his hand was aimed at Tang Yin's vitals.
You are seeking death, no one else to blame! He narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, swayed slightly like a phantom, and flashed behind the bandit like a ghost. Before the other party could react, he held a sickle in one hand and a sword in the other.
The palm burning with the blazing fire of darkness was already covering the back of the opponent's head.
call!
The black flame instantly turned into countless small black fire snakes, scurrying around the man's body, covering his entire body in black fire.
Being burned by the fire of darkness was more painful than being burned by normal flames, even a hundred times or a thousand times more painful. The big man opened his mouth and let out a ghost-like scream, but soon, the scream disappeared, along with
There was no trace of him.
There was only a ball of clothes on the ground and a steel knife that had been restored to its original shape.
Hiss! Tang Yin inhaled, taking the spiritual energy floating in the air into his body, then stretched his arms and sighed comfortably.
The big man seemed to be the leader of this wave of bandits. He was burned completely, not even a hair was left, which made the surrounding bandits completely lose their will to resist. People were crying and wailing.
They all ran towards the mountains.
Without Tang Yin's words, the soldiers who were so red-eyed would not have given them a chance to escape, and they would have been chasing after them.
Tang Yin wanted to see what the bandits' den looked like, so he chased and killed the bandits and followed them to the top of the mountain.
This place is wider than the open space halfway up the mountain, and a simple mountain village has even been built.
Tang Yin crossed the surrounding bandits and rushed into the stronghold first.
As soon as he got closer and could see if there were any enemies inside, dozens of sharp arrows flew towards him.
He waved the sickle in his hand left and right twice, easily knocking off the arrows, and then swung towards the place where the eagle feather was shot.
Unexpectedly, he was so fast. A dozen bandits hiding behind the rocks jumped out screaming, threw away their bows and arrows, turned around and ran away.
Their speed was as fast as a turtle crawling in Tang Yin's eyes. They caught up with the bandits in just a few short steps. The sickles were swung down, followed by a bloody storm.
More than a dozen bandits who secretly fired arrows fell to the ground tragically. In the end, Tang Yin left only one alive. He knocked him to the ground, pressed the edge of the sickle to the opponent's throat, and asked sternly: "Who is your leader?"
Who? Where are you now?"
The bandit was very young, probably less than twenty years old, with green hair on his lips, and a look of fear on his young face.
He looked at Tang Yin in shock, who was covered in black spiritual armor, and stammered: "Don't... don't kill me... the village... the village owner is inside..."
"Take me there!" Tang Yin put away the knife, grabbed the collar of the bandit's neck, and carried him forward.
In the center of the village, there were several larger thatched houses. The young bandit pointed at them tremblingly and said: "It's... right there..."
Tang Yin didn't say anything, but silently quickened his pace. When he arrived in front of the largest hut in the middle, he threw the bandit in his hand hard.
Click!
The bandit's body hit the door panel of the thatched hut hard. The simple wooden door could not withstand such a strong impact. It broke immediately and the bandit flew into the thatched hut with the door open.
"ah……"
The bandit was shocked and in pain. He lay on the ground and before he could scream, several knives fell from all around at the same time and slashed hard on his body.
It wasn't until the young bandit's body was divided into several parts that the people inside realized that they had killed him wrongly. Following several angry screams, several figures jumped out of the hut.
Tang Yin stood in front of the door of the hut, looking at the big men in front of him indifferently.
There were five people on the other side, two of whom used spiritualized weapons. Although the other three were also spiritual cultivators, their cultivation was not enough to complete the spiritualization of weapons, and they only completed the semi-spiritual armor transformation.
There are so many spiritual cultivators! No wonder the officers and soldiers on the Chongcheng side can't wipe out this bandit den. If they were replaced by generals with average cultivation levels, they might not be their opponents.
"Who are you, Your Excellency? Why did you suddenly attack our village?" Among the five people, the sinister-looking man in his forties in the middle was the first to ask. Judging from the respect others showed towards him, he must be from the bandits' den.
The owner of the village.
Tang Yin looked at him coldly and said nothing.
"I know that you are not an army attacking the city, you are just passing by here. We have no enmity or enmity with you, so why do you need to mobilize an army to attack? If you are here for wealth, you can take the gold and silver treasures I have here for you!"