Chapter 209: Capturing Thunderbolt

"Commander, Hua Zhizhai shot and killed the bandit leader!"

"Commander, Huazhi Village has breached the Qingfeng Mountain checkpoint!"

"Commander, Hua Zhizhai led his troops into Qingfeng Mountain."

"control……"

There is a mountain path leading up Qingfeng Mountain, and there are dangerous passes blocking the way, making it impossible for the troops to move forward.

Hua Rong led two hundred regular soldiers and two hundred auxiliary soldiers to attack Qingfeng Village, and Qin Ming could only lead the supervision team to follow far behind.

The spies kept sending information, which made Qin Ming a little confused: Am I wrong in my suspicion? Is Hua Rong not colluding with those rebels?
Regardless of whether it was true or not, the pass was breached and thick smoke billowed from the burning building.

But what Qin Ming didn't know was that after Pei Xuan and Yang Lin went up the mountain, a construction team was transferred from Liangshan. Wang Lun, the "white-clad scholar" who was the head of the engineering department, even came to the three mountains in person and designed the stronghold according to the actual conditions of each mountain.

Although this first pass was breached, there was a narrow passage like a city wall just behind it. As long as the enemy rushed in, we could close the door and beat them without them ever coming back.

Qin Ming looked up at the mountain and saw several streams of black smoke rising into the sky, and the sound of shouting and killing was endless.

"Kill the bandits on the mountain. If they resist, kill them without mercy." Qin Ming rode his horse forward, his rough voice echoing in the mountain road.

"kill!"

The Qingzhou soldiers, whose ambitions were aroused by the silver, let out earth-shaking roars, each holding a sword, and followed Commander Qin to charge towards Qingfeng Mountain.

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But after passing that checkpoint, Qin Ming discovered something unusual.

It would be normal if there weren't many corpses outside the pass, but there were no dead bodies inside except for the flames of war and some smell of blood. How could this be normal?

But in the few seconds he hesitated, the Qingzhou soldiers, howling, had already passed him and rushed into the mountains.

"Could it be that Hua Rong really gave up his official position and wanted to become a bandit?"

"How is this possible!"

Why did he give up his official position and become a bandit? It is impossible for a normal person to do this!

Seeing that he could no longer stop the fanatical attack of the troops, Qin Ming could only grit his teeth and drive his horse forward.

Sure enough, not long after, the sound of a deafening gong was heard from the mountain, and a group of soldiers and horses flew down.

Qin Ming reined in his horse, held the mace horizontally, and looked with tiger eyes wide open, when he saw the minions surrounding "Little Li Guang" Hua Rong coming down the mountain.

When these troops arrived at the gourd's mouth, a gong sounded and they formed a battle formation.

Hua Rong held up his iron spear on his horse, and shouted to Qin Ming, saying, "General Qin, you have fallen into a trap!"

Qin Ming was furious, the veins on his arm holding the mace were exposed, and he shouted, "Hua Rong, your ancestors are the son of a general, and the court appointed you to be a village commander, in charge of a region, and earn a living from the country. How could you be treated unfairly, but you are joining forces with bandits and rebelling against the court?"

Hua Rong smiled and said, "General Manager, please allow me to explain. How could I, Hua Rong, betray the imperial court? It's just that the treacherous officials in the court are in power, forcing Hua Rong to have no home to return to and no country to surrender to. For the time being, I will stay here. I hope the general manager will investigate and rescue me."

Qin Ming shouted, "If you don't get off your horse and be tied up now, when will you? You are using sweet words to deceive the soldiers and you deserve to be killed."

He shouted and asked people to beat drums on both sides.

Qin Ming swung his mace and rushed straight towards Hua Rong.

He knew that as long as Hua Rong was defeated, there would still be room for a turnaround in this battle.

If you were blocked at the mouth of the gourd, it would be unimaginable.

Hua Rong laughed and shouted, "Qin Ming, you don't know how to appreciate kindness. I thought you were my superior, but you really think I'm afraid of you!"

He then rode his horse and held his spear to fight Qin Ming.

The two were fighting on Qingfeng Mountain. It was true that it was difficult to hide one's luck when one met a strong opponent, and it was easier for a general to work hard when one met a good general.

These two fighting generals, but see:

A pair of fierce tigers from the South Mountain and two dark dragons from the North Sea. When the dragons are angry, their horns and heads are prominent; when the tigers fight, their claws and teeth are ferocious. Their claws and teeth are ferocious, like silver hooks that never leave the brocade ball; their horns and heads are prominent, like copper leaves shaking the golden tree.

Turning over and over again, the steel spear was nowhere to be found; coming and going, the mace had thousands of ways to be used.

The mace came down on his head, just a hair's breadth away; the steel spear stabbed at him with force, just a finger's length away from his heart.

The warriors who wield the steel spears are so powerful that they can even fight with the cold bulls; the generals who wield the mace are so angry that they can be as violent as thunder and lightning. One is the general who supports the country, the other is the black evil god who is in charge of rectifying the country.

Qin Ming and Hua Rong fought for forty or fifty rounds, but neither of them won. Hua Rong fought for many rounds, then showed a weakness, turned his horse back and walked away along the mountain path.

Qin Ming was a hot-tempered man and rushed over in anger.

Hua Rong hung the spear on the horse, picked up the bow with his left hand, pulled out the arrow with his right hand, pulled the bow to its full length, turned his body, and looked at the arrow that hit Qin Ming's helmet.

It hit the helmet right on top, shooting off the red tassel as big as a bucket.

Qin Ming was startled, but he didn't dare to chase forward, and suddenly turned his horse back.

However, he saw that there was chaos behind him. The Qingzhou soldiers were still at the mouth of the gourd. All kinds of huge rocks and gunpowder barrels were thrown down the mountain, and countless people had already been killed and injured.

"what!"

Qin Ming's eyes were wide open with anger, he knew that he was doomed to failure.

These eight hundred elite soldiers are gone.

"Follow me and kill them back!"

Qin Ming knocked the boulder away with his mace and shouted, "Come closer to me. I, Qin Ming, will lead you to fight your way out."

As they fled down the mountain, they saw logs, cannonballs, ash bottles and gold juice being thrown down from the steep slopes above.

Every time they retreated a hundred meters, thirty to fifty people would fall down.

Finally, they saw the broken pass and the way to survival was just ahead.

But there was a loud bang and a violent explosion occurred at the pass, blocking their retreat.

"It's over!"

The Qingzhou soldiers were crying bitterly, and their morale was completely gone.

"..."

Qin Ming had no choice but to find another way out and run around in the dangerous mountains and forests.

Before he knew it, it was getting dark and he was exhausted. Just when Qin Ming thought he had escaped, he saw torches lit up and gongs and drums beating on the mountain.

Qin Ming was horrified and saw arrows shooting down from the woods on the mountain, injuring some soldiers.

When Qin Ming burst out with his powerful fighting power to chase him, Hua Rong shot him with a few arrows and made him look miserable. By the time they finally caught up with him, the bandits who were familiar with the geography had already run away without a trace.

This pursuit continued until midnight.

Qin Ming finally saw a road. Even though they were powerful as the Five Tiger Generals, they were now exhausted.

Looking around, there were only less than eighty of the eight hundred elite soldiers left.

But before he could catch his breath, a group of blood-stained, murderous men with shaved heads blocked his way.

Lu Zhishen, the "Vajra Master", leaned on his water-milled Zen staff, laughed, and rushed forward: "Qin Ming, you can't escape today."

How could Qin Ming dare to fight against a master of infantry combat like Lu Zhishen?

They have fought each other several times, and they were unable to defeat each other in their prime, let alone now.

Qin Ming gritted his teeth, turned around and left.

But before he could run far, the "Green-faced Beast" Yang Zhi, riding on his horse, blocked his way and said, "Qin Ming, surrender!"

It was not that they arrived late, but that they first defeated the two thousand Qingzhou soldiers stationed at the foot of the mountain, leaving them no chance to rescue Qin Ming.

Looking at the mountain next to him, torches were lit again, and an arrow shot out and hit Qin Ming's feet.

Hua Rong showed up and shouted, "Qin Ming, where are you going?"

"Where are you going?"

The whole mountain was filled with shouts. Pei Xuan and Yang Lin, leading the Qingfeng Mountain bandits, had already surrounded the enemy.

There is no suspense in this battle.

Lu Zhishen smashed down the flaming mace with his Zen stick, and everyone rushed forward, stripped Qin Ming of his battle jacket, armor, helmet and weapons, tied him up with a cowhide rope, and brought them to Qingfeng Mountain.

(End of this chapter)