"They are all strong and healthy, not bad, not bad!"
Mu Cheng looked at Fang Chen and the others, then waved his hand behind him and ordered, "Take these dozen or so strong men away, and use the carriages and other valuables as military pay."
After Mu Cheng finished speaking, he spurred his horse and galloped forward at full speed.
It seemed as if there was an urgent matter waiting for him to handle.
The three Yu brothers were utterly devastated. Mu Cheng hadn't recognized them earlier, but now that they were being taken back, someone would definitely recognize them.
The consequences at that time are predictable.
"Come with us!"
Four or five hundred infantry bandits, all wielding broadswords and with black headscarves, surrounded Fang Chen and his men. They skillfully took out ropes and put them over the heads of Fang Chen and the other soldiers.
More than ten people came out, preparing to search Fang Chen's body.
Have these people ever seen a submachine gun in the hands of a big soldier?
In the eyes of these bandits, the things these villagers were holding posed no danger at all!
"kill!"
Seeing this, Fang Chen snorted coldly and, without saying anything more, directly gave orders to the burly soldier.
"Da da da!!!"
"ah!!"
"ah!!"
"......"
The intense gunfire and piercing screams startled the bandits.
Everyone stopped and looked at Fang Chen.
Even Mu Cheng, who had been speeding for about a mile, turned back and stopped.
Da da da!!
Gunfire erupted, and the more than twenty bandits who had surrounded Fang Chen and his group all fell to the ground, their bodies riddled with wounds. Their eyes were wide open, and they never understood what had killed them until their deaths.
"My God! This is... a hidden weapon!"
"Hidden weapon! Retreat!!"
"What kind of weapon is this?"
"......"
At this moment, many bandits were stunned. Before they even made a move, more than thirty people had been killed. The weapons in the hands of this group were too terrifying!
The bandits, realizing what had happened, retreated dozens of meters.
What happened?
In the distance, Mu Cheng rode back, looking at the more than thirty men lying on the official road with a shocked expression.
These subordinates had wounds the size of thumbs, with blood gushing out; they were beyond dead.
"The Hidden Weapons of the Farmer's Family!"
Mu Cheng glared at Fang Chen and the others, his eyes narrowing with anger. "They actually misjudged them!"
"Go! Kill them!"
Mu Cheng roared and spurred his horse forward, his broadsword sweeping across the army like a whirlwind, instantly cleaving a large soldier on the outermost edge in two!
At the same time, numerous bandits charged in with knives!
"Submachine gun fire!!"
Fang Chen narrowed his eyes, opened a box on one of the accompanying carriages, took out a grenade, pulled the fuse, and threw it toward Mu Cheng's horse's belly.
boom!
With a loud bang, the black horse was instantly blasted away and landed several meters away.
"You're asking for it!"
Relying on his martial arts skills, Mu Cheng wielded his sword like a wheel, blocking a volley of bullets.
He tried to rush over and kill Fang Chen, but Fang Chen threw another grenade at him. In the end, he couldn't avoid the shrapnel attack and was covered in blood, tattered and ragged, looking like a beggar.
A deep wound appeared on his left leg, so deep that the bone was visible.
Da da da!
Da da da!
With a barrage of submachine gun fire, the bandits fell in droves like wheat being harvested.
"withdraw!·"
With eyes blazing with fury, and seeing that the situation was hopeless, Mu Cheng immediately limped away into the distance.
Seeing this, many bandits scrambled to escape, wishing they had two more legs.