The guards did not panic. Upon hearing this, one of the guards immediately blew a horn to notify the village of an emergency.
The other guard carefully avoided the traps and ran into the mountain stronghold to report the details.
The other guards drew their longswords from their sheaths and watched the approaching crowd with bated breath.
"Village chief, have we come to the wrong place? Look at those people standing over there, they've all drawn their knives. What if they suddenly stab us?"
"Yeah, why don't we do what the people in Dawang Village do and find a warm cave?"
Many villagers, seeing the menacing guards on the other side, began to have second thoughts. Unlike the two village chiefs, they simply wanted to find a safe place to stay temporarily.
The two village chiefs reprimanded their fellow villagers in dissatisfaction.
"We've come this far, and now you're saying you don't want to go anymore? Fine, those who want to leave can go by themselves. Let's see if you can find the cave!"
"Are we here for ourselves? Aren't we here so that everyone can live more comfortably?"
But you don't take our efforts seriously at all. I won't stop those who want to leave, but don't come back to the village after the flood recedes!
After making their threats, the two then offered earnest advice.
"Fellow villagers, if we were outnumbered, I certainly wouldn't let you take the risk. But look at how many of us there are now. So what if they have knives? We have people here with knives too."
If a fight breaks out, we can overwhelm them with sheer numbers!
The villagers, who were initially hesitant, had no choice but to follow the group forward after hearing the village chief's words, which were ostensibly persuasion but were actually a threat.
The guards in the crowd exchanged glances, realizing that it wasn't just them using the villagers; the villagers were also trying to use them.
The scouts and guards behind them, however, felt a pang of regret, as if they had stepped into some deep pit.
And so the large crowd continued onward until they were stopped by the guards of the mountain stronghold.
"This is private property, and strangers are not welcome. There are many habitable caves to the southwest; you can go and take a look."
If you ignore my warnings and try to force your way in, don't blame me for the knife in my hand.
After the guard finished speaking, he raised the long sword in his hand and faced the crowd with a cold face.
Neither of the village chiefs changed their expression after hearing this.
One of them laughed and said, "As far as I know, this mountain has no owner. Just because you say it's private property doesn't mean it is."
Another chimed in, "Yes, this mountain belongs to all of us. You outsiders have taken over our mountain and now you want to drive us away. Is there no justice in this world?"
We are not people you can bully!
After saying that, the two looked at each other, and one of them grabbed a nearby guard with a knife and pushed them to the front.
"Quick, fellow villager, let them see our knives!"
The two guards, who were originally just watching the commotion, were suddenly thrust into the spotlight. Ironically, they now needed the villagers and couldn't afford to lose their temper with the village chief.
On the surface, they exchanged awkward glances with the guards opposite them, but at the same time, they were calculating the chances of forcibly breaking through.
These guards aren't bad at martial arts; they're probably the same constables from before. I should have a good chance of winning against them...
The mountain stronghold guards paid no attention to their petty thoughts, picked up their long knives and said only one sentence.
"Trespassers will be killed!"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a voice rang out from the crowd, "Charge!"
One of the guards instinctively gripped the hilt of his sword, drew his long blade, and slashed at the guard.
Unexpectedly, a huge long sword suddenly fell from the sky and slashed down at him, startling the guard into quickly dodging.
“歘”
The long sword was plunged into the soft earth, and the blade made a "humming" sound due to the vibration.
"What's going on?"
"Where did this knife come from?"
"My God, that sword is huge!"
It was at this moment that Xu Jinhuan used his lightness skill, lightly touching the treetops with his toes, and gracefully landed in front of everyone.
To everyone's astonishment, he pulled the huge longsword out of the soil and then easily hoisted it onto his shoulder.
"If you're tired of living, come over here, I'll send you on your way."
After Xu Jinhuan finished speaking, he glanced at the guards in the crowd with a half-smile. Oh, they are all familiar faces. I wonder if they miss the big slap from that night.
The guards shivered inexplicably after being glanced at by Xu Jinhuan. What was going on? Why did they suddenly feel like they were being watched by an old immortal again...?
The villagers were stunned by this set of smooth and flowing movements. There was actually a little girl here. Wait, how come this little girl is so strong?
The two village chiefs exchanged a glance, both seeing anxiety in each other's eyes. Their original plan was for the two sides to start fighting at the slightest disagreement, so that they could gain the upper hand.
But why isn't it going according to their plan at all?
Meanwhile, An Er, who was in charge of this operation, frowned as he looked at Xu Jinhuan. Because Lei Tingjun valued Xu Youyou, he also knew some things about the Xu family.
So he looked at Xu Jinhuan, who was holding a long sword, with great confusion. When did this Miss Xu learn martial arts? And it seems that her martial arts skills are not weak.
Even the constables seemed to have a feeling that she was the leader. What exactly happened to this exile group?
Never mind, none of this is relevant to their mission. The most urgent task now is to rescue Xu Youyou. If this Miss Xu is more sensible, he will make sure she dies more comfortably later.
As An Er thought this, he drew his longsword from his waist and charged forward.
As the leader of this mission, he had to set an example for his brothers and show them whether they were better than An Yi!
An Er's sword quickly reached Xu Jinhuan's side, but Xu Jinhuan's movements were faster than An Er's. After nimbly dodging, Xu Jinhuan's longsword slashed at An Er at a tricky angle.
An Er clearly hadn't expected Xu Jinhuan to be so monstrous, possessing not only strength but also speed, which made An Er's dodging somewhat awkward.
Before he could regain his footing, Xu Jinhuan's knife slashed at him like a whirlwind. He had no choice but to dodge again, hastily rolling across the muddy ground, completely losing all his composure.
And so, Xu Jinhuan beat An Er black and blue, leaving him covered in minor wounds, just like beating a drowning dog.
The wound wasn't meant to injure him, but rather to mock his incompetence; Xu Jinhuan's actions were tantamount to killing him out of his spirit.
Finally, Xu Jinhuan picked up the dazed An Er and threw him back into the group of guards like he was throwing away something dirty.
Killing is just the simplest solution; turning enemies into allies is much more interesting.
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