Destroying the Nine Bends, Part Two

2024-07-31

Destroying the Nine Bends, Part Two

As Song Changming vaulted over the wall, Liang Chuanshan had already personally led men through the courtyard gate. Crossbow bolts paved the way, and the first wave of their assault inflicted heavy casualties on the Nine Bends Society members, slaughtering every key member who showed themselves first.

"What's going on?!" Zhu Changyi and the others were drinking in the inner courtyard when they heard the commotion outside and immediately realized something was wrong.

"Big Brother, it's the Patrol Guard Headquarters! They've broken in!" A society key member rushed in anxiously to report.

"What?!" The society's Leaders all went pale, spilling wine all over the floor.

Their booze-addled minds felt as though they had been struck over the head, sobering them at once.

"How could this happen?!"

"Could Liuzi have let something slip in prison?" One of the Leaders suddenly said.

"I remember he knew about what happened with the Dark Night Pavilion a year ago."

Now that the Patrol Guard Headquarters had come to settle accounts, it was highly likely that the truth had come out and they would no longer tolerate the Nine Bends Society.

"Big Brother, what's there to fear? We'll fight them! At worst, we'll lead the brothers out of the city and seek refuge on Tengya Mountain!" Fu Lu Lai, one of the Leaders, was broad and sturdy. He growled in a harsh voice.

"Th-this... going to Tengya Mountain means living a hard life. How can it compare to staying comfortably in the Prefecture City?" Another Leader muttered, reluctant to abandon the Nine Bends Society they had built up over the years.

"Hmph. You may want to stay, but the Patrol Guard Headquarters won't allow it!"

"Enough talk, Big Brother. Say the word!" Wu Fei roared, looking to Zhu Changyi.

"I'll go see the Society Master. Arm yourselves and face the enemy!" Zhu Changyi rubbed his brow and said gloomily.

"No need. I heard everything." The door to the inner room opened, and a man walked out.

His bald head was wrapped in an old headcloth. A long scar ran down his face from forehead to chin, making him look both vicious and ugly.

A sinister smile appeared on his face.

"Let's go, everyone. We can't stay in the city any longer. Follow me back to Tengya Mountain. Don't worry, life there won't be hard."

At those words, the Nine Leaders said nothing further.

In the courtyard, Liang Chuanshan held the rear. Seeing his men cutting through their enemies like bamboo, he finally felt somewhat relieved.

Especially Zhou Sixin, whom he had invited over. As expected of someone from the headquarters, his martial skill was truly remarkable.

His blade technique had likely reached mastery long ago!

Hardly any enemy could withstand a single exchange against him!

A man like that was a pillar that steadied the sea. The thirty Gold Trimmed Patrol guards he had brought from headquarters were all outstanding as well, their strength genuine and far superior to the district patrol guards.

Once they struck, the courtyard became a bloodbath in mere moments.

"Lu Gang, lead some men and block the main gate. Don't let the society members outside rush in. Use Fuel Oil if necessary!" Seeing that the situation in the courtyard was under control, Liang Chuanshan immediately made his arrangements.

Outside the estate, more and more ordinary society members had gathered in the streets after hearing the commotion. They had to guard against that as well.

Just then, the inner courtyard gate opened, and a group of fierce men charged into the battle, shifting the situation once more.

Liang Chuanshan's eyes narrowed.

Every one of them was agile and skilled. They were clearly the cream of the Nine Bends Society's elite, including the Nine Bends Stars he recognized—the nine Leaders headed by Zhu Changyi.

The appearance of these nine put considerable pressure on Liang Chuanshan. What shocked him even more was that Scarface, a man he had never seen before, had directly engaged Zhou Sixin, the strongest fighter present, all by himself.

Zhou Sixin, who had just personally slain more than a dozen society key members, was actually held back by this man. The two fought to a standstill!

With their strongest fighter tied down, the situation began to turn unfavorable for the Patrol Guard Headquarters.

"That damned Nine Bends Society really is a tough bone to chew!" Liang Chuanshan clenched his fists, wishing he could personally charge in and kill the enemy.

But he was now a Director, and his status was different. If he died in battle tonight, it would be a truly humiliating disaster!

Just as the Nine Bends Society had committed all its forces and the battle was at its fiercest, a series of piercing whistles rang out from both sides behind them.

Crossbow bolts came whistling in, claiming the society members whose exposed backs left them completely unaware.

"Enemies have flanked us!"

Only after several men fell did the Nine Bends Society members react, splitting off and charging toward the rear.

When Liang Chuanshan saw Song Changming's three flanking teams appear in time, he finally let out a breath of relief.

After firing two volleys of crossbow bolts, Song Changming quickly swept his gaze across the courtyard and grasped the situation. He drew his blade and strode toward the incoming enemy.

"As we agreed earlier, work in pairs. Don't split up. Follow Captain Song and kill the enemy!" Jiang Chunzi reminded them solemnly.

"Die!" An approaching society key member still had droplets of blood on his face. The hand gripping his blade was crimson, clearly having already slain someone. Reeking of killing intent, he swung his blade at Song Changming.

Song Changming remained calm. He accelerated with a sudden step, dipped slightly, and swept out his blade. The motion was clean and sharp, swift as a silver snake darting from its hole to sink its fangs into prey.

That key member was also a Martial Artist, but before Song Changming, he did not even have time to complete his first strike before Song Changming's blade pierced his throat.

Song Changming pulled back his blade and recovered his stance, spraying blood through the air. Then he pivoted, swung his arm as he turned, and delivered another heavy strike, chopping the second society member—and his blade—straight to the ground.

His movements flowed together without pause, his blade technique as smooth as drifting clouds and flowing water.

Seeing their Patrol Captain display such ferocity, the patrol guards following him were greatly encouraged. Their fighting spirit surged as they roared and charged at the enemy.

In the chaos of close combat, it was not merely individual strength that mattered, but the morale and fighting spirit of both sides.

One man's fierce resolve might not change much, but when a whole group possessed it, their combined momentum became like mountains collapsing and seas overturning, enough to crush every enemy before them!

Led by Song Changming, their sudden assault force was like a sharp blade stabbing viciously into the enemy's flank.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen society members had fallen to their Patrol Guard Team.

The continuous screams from behind also threw the society members fighting at the front into utter panic. They feared a blade would stab into their backs at any moment and end them.

"Who's going to kill that brat?!" Zhu Changyi could finally no longer tolerate Song Changming wreaking havoc behind him and shouted.

"I'll go!" Wu Fei was the first to answer. He led the wolf-like men beside him, turned around, and charged toward Song Changming.

Song Changming had already rubbed him the wrong way when he had been turned away before. On top of that, Song Changming had imprisoned Wang Liuzi, who was close to him.

No matter how this ended, the Nine Bends Society would definitely be unable to remain in Donglai Commandery City.

Before leaving, he was going to kill that arrogant brat no matter what and vent his rage!

A Patrol Captain? The one I kill is Patrol Captains!

(End of Chapter)