The Record of Righteousness

In the dark night, there were a few sparks of fire floating in the distance.

A huge water port was built on the mountain, and there were people inside and outside the cave.

Many guards were holding swords and spears, and groups of three or five people were patrolling with torches. The dense forests around were a natural barrier.

In the dense forest about two miles away from this heavily guarded camp, a group of people in black night clothes with only two eyes exposed were seen crawling on the ground.

A black shadow pointed at the mountain stronghold and said in a low voice:

"Look, my lords, this is the secret place where the Qi family's business unloaded the batch of weapons.

If you have no problem, then do as we discussed the day before. Lord Duan led his brothers to feint in the front to attract their main force. Eunuch Wan led a group of troops to attack from the rear! Disintegrate their internal forces, thus forming a pincer attack, and then great things can be accomplished!"

"We know, the opportunity cannot be missed, attack immediately."

"Fight, fight, I've been hungry and thirsty for a long time!"

The two black shadows gave a cold and excited response respectively.

"In that case, let's start!"

After receiving the order, the group of black-clothed men dispersed in the pitch-black night, and no one was seen at all.

The huge scale of this water port made Wan Qing secretly smack his lips.

The Qi family is worthy of being the largest family in Zhili. It can be seen that they are strong enough to build such a large port.

When Wan Qing personally led the hundred people to go around to the rear wing with Qinggong, he waved his hand to signal everyone not to act rashly.

He found that the security here was no less relaxed than the front. The mountains here were towering, the water was turbulent, and the terrain was more rugged than the front. It was not an exaggeration to describe it as easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Everyone was motionless in the dense forest, staring at the guards with full concentration, and only the breeze blew "rustling".

After half an incense stick of time, perhaps Duan Chengwu had arranged the attack, and a "woo woo woo" horn suddenly sounded in the mountain stronghold port.

Followed by a shrill scream from a distance.

"Ahhh!!!"

"There is an enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! There are thieves and enemies attacking!"

Two war horses galloped over, and the two messengers riding on them held torches in one hand and kept shouting:

"Everyone go to the front gate for reinforcement! Those who disobey the order will be killed!"

The patrolling night watchmen all changed their color, and immediately picked up the weapons and torches in their hands and rushed to the front gate for reinforcement.

From a distance, countless torches merged into a long river, accompanied by shouts and killing in a mighty manner.

Just as the two messengers rode their war horses to the rear, countless people and horses rushed to the gate for reinforcement. At this time, the rear was empty!

Wan Qing was seen wearing a simple and clear black robe, and his internal force burst out. If he didn't move now, when would he move!

"Go! Brothers! Promotion and wealth will come tonight, and no one in the village will be left alive!!!"

"Yes!!!"

After Wan Qing said this, he launched his internal force to kill the enemies in front and disappeared.

The remaining nearly 100 people were stunned, but unwilling to fall behind, they all used their weapons and hooks to quickly climb to the top of the mountain, and rushed to the guards and patrols fiercely.

At this time, Wan Qing was wearing a nightgown, completely integrated into the dark night.

Like an eagle, he stared at the two horse-riding messengers, and the two sleeve arrows in his sleeves were controlled by the internal force in his palms:

"Swoosh!!!"

"Swoosh!!!"

Two sounds cut through the night sky, accurately piercing the necks of the two messengers, and they immediately fell off the horses and stopped moving.

The warhorse rushed towards the enemy who came to help as if frightened, and knocked several people flying at once.

"Kill!!!"

Seeing Wan Qing easily kill the two messengers, the rest of the Qi family did not dare to be careless, only a few young and incompetent people rushed up.

"Overestimate your own abilities!"

Wan Qing laughed, and dodged the sword light and shadow as light as a swallow, but suddenly saw a few more silver needles in his hands.

With two sharp flicks of his wrist, silver needles flew out of the air, hitting a group of people and falling to the ground, their lives unknown. In an instant, he took several lives gorgeously.

He might not be able to deal with top martial arts masters, but he could kill one by one and two by two against these three-legged cats! Unstoppable!

At this time, the Shanzhai Port was in chaos, and the front was attacked by about 200 people.

The rear was also not quiet, being entangled by nearly a hundred men in black and unable to support the front.

Nearly a hundred men in black held the same weapons and climbed to the top smoothly with the help of hooks.

Wan Qing's pressure was reduced instantly, and the sword in his hand kept taking the enemy's life like harvesting crops.

In an instant, the left palm chopped out a strong force and rushed directly to the enemy's face, taking this opportunity to force the sword blade to the enemy's vital point, and only one sword was needed to kill him!

Even though there were many guards and patrols, they were just servants or wild warriors who had not received much professional training. Seeing that their casualties were increasing, they became more and more panicked and lost their will to fight.

On the other hand, they were just doing things for money and would not really fight for their lives.

Facing the well-trained soldiers and assassins of the Four Guards of the Imperial Horse Guard Tengxiang, they were defeated and fled in half an incense stick.

Seeing that those servants and warriors were unable to fight and wanted to escape with wailing, Wan Qing rolled his eyes and shouted:

"Those who surrender will not be killed! Put down your weapons and let you go!"

After hearing this, the servants and ordinary warriors looked at each other. Instead of working for the Qi family, it would be better to put down their weapons and find a way to survive.

Thinking of this, everyone carefully dropped their weapons on the ground and knelt down, not daring to move.

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