The cavalrymen nearby quickly dismounted and helped Zhao Feng up. Zhao Feng waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.
Zhao Feng looked at the striped tiger, his playful attitude vanishing as he became serious. From that single palm strike, he could tell the tiger's strength was no less than his own; if not for the Golden Essence Stone Heavy Armor protecting him, that attack would have been fatal.
"I'll hold off this big tiger. You guys finish this quickly, take care of his henchmen, and then come help me."
Zhao Feng raised his axe and charged at Tiger Brother with all his might.
After transforming, Tiger Brother clearly gained confidence and went forward. With a nimble twist of his body, he dodged the axe blade and revealed his sharp fangs to Zhao Feng.
The fangs were as sharp as knives, like polished spikes, and stabbed towards Zhao Feng's body.
Caught off guard, Zhao Feng used his charge skill to adjust his position in a panic, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow, leaving him drenched in cold sweat.
"Damn, that tiger is fast!"
Zhao Feng distanced himself from the spotted saber-toothed tiger, not forgetting to make a sarcastic remark.
The situation reversed, and Tiger didn't give Zhao Feng a chance to catch his breath. He rushed forward in one stride, and before Zhao Feng could even react, he was struck in the same spot by Tiger's claw, and his body flew sideways.
Tiger glanced at Zhao Feng's armor, which showed no damage or deformation despite the immense force. A hint of surprise flashed in his tiger eyes. He then lunged forward, intending to finish him off.
Zhao Feng struggled to his feet, sweeping his arms to force Tiger Brother back, then gasped for breath. Tiger Brother's speed and strength were astonishing after his transformation; even with the Golden Essence Stone Heavy Armor, Zhao Feng was struggling to keep up after taking two blows.
"Smack!"
A series of gunshots rang out from behind; it turned out that Zhang Yiling had arrived with reinforcements. A volley of gunfire erupted, and many bullets struck Tiger, leaving gaping holes in his body and knocking him to the ground, where he let out a painful yet furious roar.
Zhao Feng's eyes lit up. Not wanting to miss such a good opportunity, he rushed forward and delivered a vertical slash. Unexpectedly, when Tiger saw Zhao Feng take the initiative to step forward, it suddenly stood up and rushed over. With a swing of its iron claws, it clashed head-on with the giant axe. Then, it twisted its body, and its tail lashed out like a whip at Zhao Feng's waist. Zhao Feng was sent flying for the third time in a short period of time.
Unexpectedly, Tiger Brother still possessed formidable fighting prowess despite being shot by a musket, and Zhao Feng suffered another crushing defeat.
Fortunately, the bloody holes on Tiger's body were real. He did not rush up to fight Zhao Feng again. No matter how strong his body was, he could not withstand the next round of musket fire. At this moment, the thought of retreating arose in his heart again, and he looked at the other side of the battle.
At this moment, the Dragon Tiger Alliance group had been decimated by several cavalry charges, with only the fat man remaining uninjured and using water arrows to maneuver and put up a stubborn resistance.
Knowing the situation was hopeless, Tiger decisively turned around, abandoning the rest of the Dragon Tiger Alliance, and fled towards the dense forest. Zhao Feng watched Tiger's departing figure but did not give chase. He knew it would be difficult for him to stop Tiger on his own, and who knew what dangers awaited him deeper into the forest.
Fatty also noticed Tiger's departure. After a long sigh, he gave up resisting, put his hands on his head, and lay down on the ground. The other two surviving members of the Dragon Tiger Alliance also put down their weapons and surrendered.
Seeing this, Zhao Feng ordered the cavalry to control the remaining enemies and confiscate all their wristwatches.
Zhang Yiling tallied the battle losses and then reported the situation to Zhao Feng.
"Commander, in this battle, our side suffered five light wounds, killed twelve enemies, captured three, and one escaped."
Zhao Feng nodded. Apart from still feeling a bit turbulent, his physical condition had recovered. Hearing that some soldiers had been injured, he looked at the fat man who was tied up.
The cavalrymen were clad in fine iron armor, making them impervious to ordinary slashing weapons. Most of the wounded soldiers were injured from falling off their horses after being hit by the fat man's water arrows.
When the fat man saw Zhao Feng turn his head in their direction, he quickly shouted.
"Brother, I was just following orders. We have no grudge against each other. Please spare my life. I am a mid-level cadre of the Dragon Tiger Alliance. I will answer any questions you may have."
Zhao Feng was surprised that the other party was so sensible, saving him the trouble of torture. He ordered the cavalry to rest on the spot, while he took the fat man into the tower for interrogation.
Zhao Feng examined the fat man's necklace and discovered that the water arrow he had used earlier was a special skill of this equipment. The torrential rain outside amplified the water arrow's power, explaining his seemingly formidable strength. However, to be on the safe side, Zhao Feng still bound him tightly, making him look like a dumpling.
"Tell me about the internal situation of your Dragon Tiger Alliance, and why you are here."
Although the fat man had become a prisoner, he was not cowardly and seemed not worried about his safety, appearing quite relaxed.
"We, uh, the Dragon-Tiger Alliance is the largest force in my district. The leaders are Brother Dragon and Brother Tiger. The two knew each other before they transmigrated. It is said that they used to be the heads of a criminal organization. Brother Dragon is good at planning and strategizing, while Brother Tiger is good at fighting."
"Below the two of them are four mid-level managers: Brother Dao, Brother She, Brother Xie, and my Fatty Brother."
The fat man smiled shyly, seemingly quite pleased with himself. Zhao Feng didn't give him a friendly look, kicked him, and scolded him.
"You seem quite happy, don't you?"
The fat man winced in pain, quickly wiped the smile off his face, and continued speaking.
"Next are nearly 400 ordinary members. Because Brother Long has wiped out all the rivals in the division and almost monopolized valuable resources, the alliance is very wealthy. Almost every member is equipped with high-level equipment and weapons."
Zhao Feng nodded, his expression somewhat solemn. It seemed that the Dragon Tiger Alliance was much stronger than he had imagined.
"What are you doing here? What's your purpose?"
Upon hearing this, the fat man was momentarily speechless and stammered in response.
“Brother, we didn’t cause trouble. This place has always been our territory. Just across this forest is the branch of the alliance. Today, the people on patrol discovered a tall tower here, so Tiger brought his men to investigate. That’s when they discovered your presence. Tiger took a fancy to the warhorse and got the wrong idea, which caused the misunderstanding.”
Upon hearing that a branch of the Dragon Tiger Alliance was nearby, Zhao Feng quickly asked, "How many people are stationed at your branch?"
The fat man waved his hands repeatedly, signaling Zhao Feng not to panic.
"Don't worry, big brother. Yesterday, Brother Long got into a fight and his men were transferred to headquarters. Our branch only has about twenty people left, and only Brother Hu and I are at the cadre level."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Feng recalled the live-streamed fight that had caused such a stir in the chat channel yesterday. He then remembered that one of the groups called themselves the Dragon Tiger Alliance, but their leader was knocked down by Bell with a single punch, and the aftermath was unknown.
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