"puff--!"

The sound of the sword piercing flesh was heard. Zhou Meng's eyes widened, the sword fell, and he covered his throat with both hands. Blood continued to ooze out from between his fingers. His body shook a few times, and then he fell heavily to the ground.

Leng Qingqiu killed Zhou Meng in a flash. Several trusted bandits were frightened out of their wits and turned to escape. Leng Qingqiu flashed his sword and beheaded them instantly.

At this time, the officers and soldiers on the mountain road were not attacked again, and then they heard shouts and screams from the mountain stronghold. They looked at each other in confusion. Could it be that the bandits were fighting among themselves?

This is a good opportunity, and a military officer hurriedly reported to Cao Bing.

Cao Bing showed a look of joy on his face. Pei Yun had indeed succeeded. He said, "Attack the mountain stronghold and destroy these bandits."

“Kill!”

The officers and soldiers were excited. They had just been suppressed and beaten by the bandits, with countless casualties, and had been holding back their anger for a long time. Now, the bandits were fighting among themselves, and their chance to make meritorious deeds had come.

Sima was also excited. Pei Yun hadn't even seen it yet, so the credit would belong to them.

No one thought that it was Pei Yun's troops in the mountain stronghold. They had surrounded Broken Blade Cliff many times and surveyed the mountain from front to back. There were steep cliffs at the back, which were difficult to climb. There was only one way to attack the mountain stronghold, which was the road in front.

Now there are shouts and screams coming from the mountain stronghold. It must be an internal fight among the bandits. The credit will fall on them.

The officers and soldiers rushed up the mountain with all their might, not caring about the traps they encountered on the way, they just wanted to rush up and kill all the bandits.

But when these officers and soldiers rushed to the mountain stronghold, they were dumbfounded.

The ground was littered with corpses and filled with the pungent smell of blood. A group of bandits were kneeling on the ground with their heads covered with scarves, their faces filled with horror.

The most conspicuous were the 300 people standing there, wearing clothes that were completely different from theirs. The clothes had been stained red with blood, and the original color could not be seen.

The person in the front was Pei Yun.

Everyone in Sima was dumbfounded. How could Pei Yun and the others be here? Did they really climb up from the back mountain?

But how is that possible!

How did they climb up such a steep cliff?

Moreover, the ground was covered with corpses of bandits, which meant that no one in Pei Yun's troops died?

Cao Bing also arrived at the mountain stronghold at this time. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but be slightly frightened.

Before, he was skeptical about Pei Yun's 300 men defeating the barbarians, but now he believes it.

He felt a little excited. Although Pei Yun was the main contributor to the suppression of the bandits this time, he attracted the bandits' attention and created opportunities for Pei Yun, which was also a credit.

Thinking that Pei Yun had only been there for two days and he had already made such a contribution, Cao Bing liked Pei Yun even more.