News of the Chen family obtaining the Heavenly Thunder Treasure spread quickly.
Chen Nong walked to a corner with a bewildered look on his face, and under the cover of everyone, took out his uncle's box.
Old Man Chen, carrying the box, strode towards the village chief. "Let's go! We have enough artifacts, let's go get our revenge!"
The village chief waved his hand: "Let's go to the bandits' lair and take revenge!"
There were definitely bandits chasing them, so they decided to stop hiding and go straight to their hideout!
Not one of them backed down. They all hated the bandits with a passion. Why were they in such a miserable state? It was all because of these bandits!
With the divine weapon, the Heavenly Thunder, the group was filled with pride and vowed to avenge their grievances!
Halfway there, the young man on lookout, using binoculars, spotted more than three hundred bandits with bows and arrows chasing after them.
Lotus Village Chief: "Only three hundred people, don't be afraid. Let's find a good spot to crouch down, one lightning bolt will be enough!"
Those who witnessed that scene were very confident; truly, one lightning bolt would suffice.
The bandits walked quickly, and when they passed a dangerous spot, suddenly, with a loud "BOOM!", they were all blown to bits!
After the loud explosion, all that remained were mangled, bloody limbs and torsos.
Several bandits who weren't killed by the explosion were knocked down by flying stones before they could even react to what was happening.
The team members were terrified by the power of the lightning, their faces turning deathly pale.
An old man muttered, "This is heavenly lightning! Heavenly lightning sent down by the heavens! Bad people will get their retribution sooner or later!"
A young man, suppressing his discomfort, said, "Archers, quickly retrieve the intact bows and arrows, and bring back any that can be repaired."
The village chief of Anping Village, suppressing his churning stomach, said, "Take off all the clothes you can wear!"
The children and women had already been taken to the back, and the children had covered their ears. Even with their ears covered, they still heard the loud noise, which frightened them quite a bit.
A while after the loud noise subsided, they became curious again, wondering what had happened ahead and whether the bandits had fallen.
"Mom, shall we go and take a look ahead?" a child said.
At this moment, the village chief of Anping Village turned around and shouted, "No one is allowed to come over! Stay put!"
Sanya whispered, "Erya, I want to go take a look. If the bandits are down, we might be able to find something valuable."
Chen Kai: "Sanya, leave that to the adults. Don't go there."
Sanya: "Okay~"
They only managed to get forty-six pieces of clothing that were still wearable, and on the spot, those people wearing grass skirts changed into these clothes.
There still weren't enough clothes, and those who hadn't received any could only wait. Those who had received clothes initially felt a bit resentful, but the cold wind immediately dispelled that resentment. They were all freezing to death, so what did it matter if they wore clothes meant for the dead?
The archery team had the biggest haul this time, collecting 123 bows and arrows, 32 of which needed repair before they could be used.
The group continued on their way, and before long, they discovered another bandit group of more than 500 people chasing after them.
The three village chiefs continued to lead their men to lie in ambush in the bushes.
Chen Kai hoped they could stay calm and not be reckless, and lead them to successfully steal the tower.
Originally, the three village chiefs didn't have the guts to fight the bandits head-on, but they were very lucky and finally turned the tables. They drew the mage card, which gave them the divine weapon of heavenly lightning and the magical artifact of a telescope. They were also familiar with the terrain. It would be a crime not to fight!
Carrying both new and old grudges, let them bear it. Anyway, the bandits won't let them off the hook, so they might as well just attack their stronghold!
The elderly and children waited quietly behind them, knowing that victory would surely be theirs, so they had nothing to worry about.
A cold wind blew, and everyone shivered. The children clutched the bamboo tubes filled with hot sand tightly, as these were the only things that could keep them warm.
Bamboo tubes filled with sand are their winter warmer. They have no clothes and are reluctant to use charcoal, so they heat up the sand that no one else wants on the ground, put it into bamboo tubes, and use it as a hand warmer.
Once the sand cools down, pour it out and reheat it for reuse—cheap and convenient.
Time passed slowly, and soon the three village chiefs led everyone to wipe out another wave of enemies.
The number of people in the group wearing only grass skirts decreased again.
After this wave of enemies was wiped out, no more enemies came to harass them.
They walked for a long time, so long that the sand in the bamboo tubes got cold before they finally reached the valley where they had robbed the bandits last time.
After finally reaching the vicinity of the thieves' den, they discovered another group of people. Judging by the number of people, they were about the same as the thieves. Strangely, there were also elderly people, children, women, and children in their group.
The three village chiefs guessed that the group of people might be like them, heading for the bandits.
The village chief of Anping Village was considering whether to play the "mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind" trick, but then he remembered that the other side also had elderly, weak, women and children. In the end, he still sent someone to go there to discuss and see. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Perhaps there is an opportunity for cooperation.
After learning of their purpose, the other team neither agreed to cooperate nor refused. Instead, they first investigated the situation and, upon discovering that the two teams were evenly matched, agreed to cooperate. However, this cooperation was not in the true sense; it was merely a matter of not being hostile.
Once inside, whoever gets everything first gets to keep it. If the two teams meet, they are not allowed to fight.
Neither side wanted to make another enemy, so they reluctantly cooperated. As for how the supplies would be distributed, that would depend on their respective abilities.
They've already stolen from someone else's tower, and now they want a share? Nobody wants that, but nobody wants to make another enemy.
The village chief of Anping Village said to a patrol team, "Those guys dared to break into the thieves' den, they must be quite capable. Keep an eye on your surroundings and protect the rear."
The three village chiefs led their men into battle, with the old woman and other women following behind. They didn't fight, but stayed behind to help, so that when the fighting broke in, they could help loot the spoils.
The thieves' den was located on a steep mountainside. From the outside, it looked like just a tall, dangerous peak, but once you went through the cave entrance halfway up the mountain, you would find a completely different world.
The mountain peaks were too steep and treacherous for them to climb and see for themselves.
The leader of the other group was trying to discuss with them how many people each side should send to attack the mountain gate, but the three village chiefs waved their hands and said that attacking the mountain gate was nothing, and they would take care of it.
On the other side, a man reported, "Village chief, they said that attacking the mountain gate is their job."
The village chief asked curiously, "How do they plan to break in?"
The man said, half-laughing and half-crying, "I don't know where they got their confidence from, saying they could just blow it up and be done with it."
The group exchanged bewildered glances. How could they blow up a mountain? Were those people out of their minds?
The village chief frowned and said, "We can't let our guard down. If they can't handle it, we'll take over."
The village chief also felt that the group of people were unreliable.
It wasn't until the mountain gate was blown open by a loud bang that they realized how wrong they had been; the other party simply had that kind of confidence.
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