Rebirth of the First Emperor

Chapter 62 Mediocrity is a sin

"Dong, dong, dong," just as the bandit coalition launched a new round of charge, there was a burst of intensive drumbeats from the front village of Anhe Village, and countless armored men were seen pouring into the confrontation.

On the battlefield, one person at the front held a bright red flag and wrote the word "Green Wolf", and a wolf's head began to appear majestic.

Faced with the sudden change, all the bandits were dumbfounded. They had never expected that Zhou Hai would ambush his men in advance. Perhaps this is the reason why Zhou Hai did not hold a meeting until today and openly provoked trouble. All the bandits

This is what the thief thinks in his heart.

This was originally a trap. Zhou Hai had already been waiting for them to get in, but unfortunately they were still here and cooperated stupidly.

It's too late to run away. The bandits of Qinglang Village ambushing outside have already surrounded Anhe Village. If you try to run away, you will only die faster. If you want to survive now, you can only fight hard.

There is no other way.

Thinking of this, all the bandits who participated in the siege and killing of Zhou Hai felt very uneasy. In order to survive, they had to work hard to keep Zhou Hai, otherwise they would only be the ones injured in the end.

The situation is now very clear. Either the people of Qinglang Village will die or the bandit coalition will die. However, since Zhou Hai has planned this situation, he must be quite well prepared. The victory of the bandit coalition is still intact.

It's really a bit slim, but now they have to fight for their own hope of survival.

"The bandit alliance killed my brothers, can you bear this tone?" Zhou Hai also breathed a sigh of relief at the moment when the reinforcements arrived. In fact, Zhou Hai did not mean to annihilate the bandit alliance, but was waiting for the reinforcements.

The arrival of troops will take time. The reason why I say that is to stabilize the morale of the troops. If they showed a slight lack of confidence just now, then this will be a fatal blow to the troops who are struggling to support and wait for reinforcements.

"No, no," the reinforcements from Qinglang Village arrived, and everyone was greatly emboldened. Swords and spears were clashing, and the smell of blood filled the air.

"Brothers, pick up the weapons in your hands and use their blood to pay tribute to our dead brothers." Zhou Hai did not intend to let go of this group of bandits who had fallen to the bandit alliance. Since he had made up his mind to leave the mountain

The Bandits Alliance, then Zhou Hai will have to fight against the Bandits Alliance next. Keeping these people will only be a disaster. Now there is an opportunity to weaken part of the Bandits Alliance, and Zhou Hai is very happy to do so.

After all, Zhou Hai is also a life-long hero. Since he has decided to rebel against the bandit alliance, Zhou Hai will always plot against the bandit alliance and will not let go of any opportunity. This is what makes the "chameleon" scary.

In fact, it is more accurate to call Zhou Hai a cobra hiding in the dark.

"Kill, kill." He Qiang, the number one master of Qinglang Village who was covered in blood, was the first to yell. He Qiang, who had been killed for a long time, now had red eyes with bloodshot eyes all over his eyes. He looked quite oozing.

As if he were a demon from hell, no one dared to look at him.

He Qiang showed off his power, and the more than 100 remaining Qinglangzhai bandits also burst out with strong combat effectiveness. When the reinforcements arrived, these people's backs were quite straight, and the situation of being suppressed and beaten before was reversed.

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"Mediocrity is a sin in life. You chose to attach yourself to the bandit alliance, so don't blame me, Zhou Hai, for being ruthless." Zhou Hai stood in the circle surrounded by troops from Qinglang Village and said expressionlessly, punishing every word.

The heart is cold.

Zhou Hai's words completely expressed his attitude, and also completely sentenced the remaining thousands of bandits who had defected to the Bandit Alliance to death. Mediocrity is a sin in life, what a ridiculous reason, and what a sin.

It's a far-fetched accusation, but it's the truth. Zhou Hai has given these people a chance, but no one wants to fight for it. After passing the village and the store, I want to eat this bowl of meat again. I'm sorry, I don't want to.

After saying this, Zhou Hai turned his head back. He didn't even feel like taking a look at the battle situation behind him. There were two thousand troops coming out from behind. This was Zhou Hai's power that had been hidden in the dark.

One of the trump cards that Zhou Hai used to deal with the bandit alliance has now reached the point of no return, so there is no need to hide his strength anymore.

If the two thousand secret troops cultivated by Zhou Hai as trump cards can't even deal with the remaining rabble of less than one thousand five hundred, then Zhou Hai might as well commit suicide, lest the frog in the well overestimate his capabilities and try to compete with the bandit alliance.

Yue Qin Tianzhai contends.

The reason why Zhou Hai stayed in Anhe Village for two days was not only to stabilize Qin Tian Village and improve his plan, but also to transfer his trump card here. Some people may think Zhou Hai is a bit stupid.

Why not directly mobilize the troops of Qinglang Village? To suddenly use a trump card at this time is to expose your secret in advance, which is an extremely unwise choice.

In fact, although Qinglang Village is a long-established copycat village in Tiandang Mountain, it is extremely powerful. Even among all the bandit forces, it can firmly squeeze into the top ten. On the surface, it seems to have unlimited scenery. But secretly, there is something hidden.

There is a sadness that no one can understand. This is the sorrow of the top-ranked old copycats. Because of their strong strength, they have always been jealous of Qin Tianzhai, even if these copycats are surrendered to the bandit alliance.

Qin Tianzhai has a secret force unknown to outsiders, called Shadow. Their existence is to monitor the movements of all copycats. The top-ranked copycats such as Qinglang Village are the main targets. In Qin Lintian's thoughts,

Presumably these powerful copycats are the ones who threaten the existence of Qin Tianzhai, and that is exactly the case.

Zhou Hai didn't want his troops in the Qinglang Village to be known by Qin Lintian as soon as they left the village. Not only would the plan be discovered, but the most important thing was that the more than 2,000 bandits in his own Qinglang Village would be the first to do so.

Time has been destroyed. That's why Zhou Hai chose to spend a little time to mobilize his secret troops. Although it is troublesome, it will not be a bad thing.

In addition to these, there are many benefits to mobilizing trump card troops.

There were more than a thousand people present who had defected to the bandit alliance. They were attacked from the front and back by the Qinglang Village troops and lay on the ground without even being able to hold on for a quarter of an hour. There were less than ten people who could still stand up.

They still managed to hold themselves up with weapons.

"Zhou Hai, don't be complacent. I have nothing to say about success and defeat, but you are the one who can have the last laugh? If you, the great god of the Bandit Alliance, want to gnaw at Qinglang Village, aren't you afraid of collapse?

Lost your teeth? Haha, I'm waiting for you underground. I just hope you can still be as arrogant as you are now." A bandit in Menghu Village yelled, his voice was desolate, he was at the end of the road and there was not much time left.

"Thank you. It's just that Zhou doesn't disdain to associate with a coward." Zhou Hai pushed back unceremoniously. The man from Menghu Village stared at Zhou Hai with his eyes fixed on him. Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and the hand holding the knife

The sword drooped weakly and was covered in blood. It lost its strength and finally fell to the ground. He also fell down and would never get up again.

(Ashamed, no one scolded the scholar. The scholar is very grateful. The three chapters he owes will be paid back on National Day at the latest!)

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