A roar shattered the heavens!
It was like a giant lion descending from the clouds.
A halberd swept out from the horse's back.
One of the bandits who had just rushed out was cut in half at the waist.
Mu Zi'an was like a demon lord descended from the heavens, rampaging through the bandit camp!
Five hundred cavalrymen charged into the rebel camp like an unstoppable torrent.
These bandits were already undisciplined and demoralized, and now, when they were ambushed by Mu Zi'an's army in the middle of the night, they were terrified.
The cavalrymen threw strong liquor at the tents on both sides and then set them on fire.
In the dry weather, the fire raged and shot straight into the sky, spreading out in a continuous arc.
Those bandits who were still asleep were instantly turned into chickens simmering in earthenware pots.
Screams filled the air as countless burning figures burst out of the tents.
This horrifying scene made the already psychologically weak bandits even more panicked.
For a moment, no one even thought of resisting.
Mu Zi'an slaughtered indiscriminately, like a wolf among sheep.
The military camp, which housed seventy to eighty thousand men, was now at Mu Zian's disposal.
A burly man rushed out of a large tent in the distance.
This man was none other than Zhang Feng, the "Heaven-Shaking Tiger," one of the five leaders among the rebel bandits.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Feng raised a sharp knife in his hand and roared angrily.
"Don't run! They're only a few hundred people! Stand with me and hold them off!"
The next moment, a burly man with a scarred face rode out of the flames on horseback, holding a long spear and roaring.
"Enemy general, don't be so arrogant! I, Ruan Gong, the garrison commander of Jiujiang, will deal with you!"
The place where Mu Zian was standing had become a living hell. Limbs and torsos were scattered everywhere, and blood stained his iron armor. The flames shone on Mu Zian's face.
Zhen Jiujiang roared and spurred his horse forward, charging straight at Mu Zi'an.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Feng, the "Heaven-Shaking Tiger," burst into laughter.
"Brother, you have guts! If you kill him, I'll personally report to the commander-in-chief and ask for credit for you!"
Ruan Gong, the governor of Jiujiang, wore a maniacal smile as he swung his spear repeatedly.
As long as he can kill the enemy in front of him, his status in the army will surely rise even higher!
Ruan Gong thrust his spear directly at Mu Zi'an's face like a venomous snake spitting its tongue.
"Go to hell!"
Mu Zi'an stood still on his horse without making any move to dodge.
Ruan Gong was overjoyed, thinking that the person in front of him had been frightened by him.
However, just as his spear was about to pierce Mu Zi'an's face, the next moment...
Mu Zian raised his hand and gripped Ruan Gong's spear tightly.
The gleaming spear tip was only an inch away from Mu Zi'an's eyes.
However, no matter how hard Ruan Gong tried, the spear could not advance even an inch further!
An expression of disbelief appeared on Ruan Gong's face.
"Impossible! Impossible!"
His arms bulged with veins, he roared, and his warhorse charged forward with all its might.
However, the result was still the same; Mu Zi'an stood still on the spot with his horse, without moving an inch.
Immediately! A flash of cold light appeared!
Ruan Gong's head flew high into the air! A headless corpse fell from the horse's back to the ground.
Instant kill! This scene left Zhang Feng, the Heavenly Tiger, stunned on the spot.
In terms of martial arts alone, Ruan Gong is enough to rank among the top five of all bandit leaders.
The plum blossom spear in his hand was stained with the blood of countless enemies before he earned the title of "Suppressor of Jiujiang".
However, at this moment, such a top-notch bandit was slaughtered like a dog in front of Mu Zi'an.
Shock! Fear! Zhang Feng, the Heaven-Shaking Tiger, couldn't help but tremble in his legs.
In the firelight, Mu Zi'an's figure resembled a demon crawling out of hell.
Mu Zian glanced at Zhang Feng.
In an instant, Zhang Feng felt as if his breath had stopped!
At that very moment, a raging fire broke out in the place where the rebel army stored their provisions, illuminating half the sky as if it were daytime.
A cavalryman rode forward at full speed.
"Reporting to the Duke of Zhenguo! The rebels' granary is already on fire!"
Seeing the bandits surging out from all directions, Mu Zian gave the order without hesitation.
"withdraw!"
They then immediately turned their horses around and charged towards the entrance of the camp.
Zhang Feng breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.
And then, in the next moment! A whooshing sound came from the air.
An arrow grazed Zhang Feng's cheek!
The howling wind left a deep bloody gash on his face.
Missed? Of course not!
Zhang Fengzhi heard a loud bang! Turning his head, he saw that the wooden pole in the center of the camp, where the commander's flag was hanging, had been shot and shattered by Mu Zian's arrow.
The wooden pole carrying the commander's flag fell straight down under Zhang Feng's gaze, instantly killing a group of bandits.
A cold sweat broke out on Zhang Feng's back. If that arrow had been aimed at him, the consequences would have been unimaginable!
"Chief Zhang! What are you standing there for! Chase after them!"
An angry voice interrupted Zhang Feng, who was still feeling lingering fear. He turned around and saw that the person was none other than Zhu Wushuang, the one-eyed leader of the five leaders!
Zhu Wushuang held two swords, was covered in armor, and had several obvious red lipstick marks on her face.
Seeing Zhang Feng standing there in a daze, he immediately flew into a rage.
"Does my camp look like a latrine?! They can come and go as they please?"
"Get the troops ready! I'm going to kill them all tonight!"
Seeing this, Zhang Feng silently took a step back and said.
"I still need to take stock of the casualties, so I won't get involved in this matter."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Wushuang couldn't help but sneer.
"How could the mighty Zhang Feng, the Tiger of Heaven, be so easily frightened by a single night raid?"
Zhang Feng didn't want to say anything more to him, so he put away the dagger and said coldly.
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