Chapter 669 - 476: The Trustworthy Mountain Bandit King

With Zhao Ying’s command, three hundred soldiers, whose formation seemed not so neat, surprisingly charged towards any place where people could be seen.

These guys automatically organized their formation during the charge.

Almost for every banner, the number of people charging was about the same.

Just this reaction speed was already quite formidable, no wonder Zhao Ying was so confident.

A troop like this, let alone a group of ordinary bandits, even the Qingshan Army, which is considered a well-organized elite rebel force.

Without five to ten thousand men, they probably weren’t their match.

If it were a direct confrontation, even five thousand might not be enough for this three hundred-man army, not even for a single charge.

Zhao Ying fixed his gaze squarely on Zhou Kunshan.

Even though he was prepared, Zhao Ying’s prowess still startled Zhou Kunshan.

The opponent, in the blink of an eye, was already in front of him, the ordinary strike with a long sword seemed to carry the weight of a thousand pounds.

Zhou Kunshan dared not be careless, using all his strength to block Zhao Ying’s attack with both pickaxes.

With a dull thud, Zhou Kunshan, though forced back several steps consecutively, wasn’t seriously harmed.

Zhao Ying stood firm with his long sword, looking imposing. However, the counter shock from the sword left his hands numb.

Though it was an ordinary mining pickaxe, it could block his strike, Zhao Ying could hardly believe it.

"How could this be possible? A mere commoner." His expression twisted, almost devoured by anger.

He, a descendant of the Zhao Family, while not the strongest of his peers, was still a figure to be revered.

Yet now, he couldn’t even handle a mere mining worker.

"Fine! Today I, the General, will see how many moves you, a mere commoner, can withstand from me!" Saying this, he combined with the sword and launched a fierce attack at Zhou Kunshan.

Zhou Kunshan swung the pickaxes like the wind, struggling to defend.

The sounds of the weapon clashes almost merged into one.

Though suppressed by Zhao Ying, Zhou Kunshan only had room to defend, with no means to attack.

Yet his mouth showed no sign of defeat: "Hehe, no matter how many moves you pretty boy make, I can block them all."

"Oh wow, the pretty boy is quite strong? So, are you really from the Zhao Family? Or is it... what’s it called again?"

"Granted surname, right?"

"After all, unless it was so, how could you be so weak in power?"

Clearly having the upper hand, Zhao Ying grew more enraged the more he fought.

This guy in front of him had a mouth that was simply maddening beyond belief. Zhao Ying truly wished he could sew that filthy mouth shut.

Unfortunately, Zhou Kunshan’s mouth was venomous, but his skill was indeed not inferior.

Zhao Ying really had no way to quickly defeat or kill this annoying opponent.

"Damn commoner, shut up for me!" Zhao Ying said through gritted teeth, emphasizing every word.

"How unfortunate, as long as I’m alive, that’s impossible? Really, sorry for the trouble, sir."

Zhou Kunshan recited his lines while inwardly sympathizing with Zhao Ying.

He wasn’t a person with a venomous mouth, but this was all ordered by his master.

Even those annoying words were forcefully memorized by him, line by line, as demanded by his master.

Even when and what to say were pre-arranged by Zheng Yi.

He had suffered a lot to memorize these just in case.

But now, it seemed all this was worth it.

Seeing Zhao Ying’s frantic look, a strange sense of pleasure welled up in Zhou Kunshan’s heart.

As his master would say.

It’s about appreciating how the enemy, clearly infuriated to death, is helpless against him.

Infuriated beyond measure by Zhou Kunshan, Zhao Ying’s eyes were filled with only him.

His mind consumed with solving how to handle this detestable guy and kill this scoundrel who insulted his honor.

"The time has come, all troops move!" Watching all this from afar, Zheng Yi had been secretly observing them.

Seeing that Zhao Ying’s attacks were getting more forceful, and his offensive more fierce, Zheng Yi could be one hundred percent sure, that the other side could see or hear nothing now.

In his eyes, there was only Zhou Kunshan.

"The whole army attacks, crush the enemy as fast as possible. If the enemy flees, don’t pursue at full strength."

Fengg Haitao did not understand Zheng Yi’s orders: "Master, wouldn’t it be more advantageous for us to annihilate the enemy completely?"

The battle situation was urgent, and Zheng Yi had no time to explain: "Execute the order!"

Without another word, Fengg Haitao immediately led his men charging towards the Imperial Court’s troops.

If it weren’t to let the Imperial Court know they were just a bunch of bandits with no ambition, he wouldn’t have gone through so much trouble.

If they annihilated all these enemies, wouldn’t his arrangements have been in vain?

The fighting capability of the Zhao Family’s army was much stronger than Zheng Yi had anticipated.

The baits arranged by Zheng Yi were all skilled in cultivation, and they secretly constructed many defensive facilities from a vantage point.

Zheng Yi originally thought the losses shouldn’t be too big, but just in the short time Zhao Ying lost focus, when Zheng Yi led his men to start clearing the scattered Imperial troops.

He found that many of the baits they had set up had been largely killed or injured.

If they came any later, total devastation might not have been impossible.