The bandit faction greatly outnumbered them. After more than ten rafts surrounded Bai Yang and the others, they howled as they leaped onto the villagers' rafts!
This bunch looked like they were barely scraping by. Their weapons were messy and entirely uncoordinated, and they dressed like wild bandits. Most of them went bare-chested and exposed-belly, and it really tested them to engage in this high-risk robbery industry without even a decent set of armor...
They could not be called mountain bandits; they should be water bandits. Thieves, after all, all bullied the soft and feared the hard, making a living entirely on a surge of ruthlessness. They rushed in when there was profit to be made, fighting and scrapping, and whoever rushed in when there was no profit was a grandson!
There was profit right before their eyes that made people's eyes turn red, and every single one of them was risking their lives...
Close combat was an absolute tragedy.
The bandits' weapons chopped or smashed against the villagers' Titanium Alloy Armor. Aside from a clanging cacophony, it at most knocked the villagers back a few steps—it was completely harmless!
Yet the villagers' side was far too brutal. A sweep of a two-meter-long Titanium Alloy Broadsword cut down a swathe. People and weapons alike snapped upon touching them and were crippled upon contact, and they howled one by one like slaughtering pigs.
There was a name for this kind of asymmetrical combat:
Slaughter!
Wielded by one muscular man after another, the ferocious Titanium Alloy Blades cut through the air with a wailing sonic boom as their chilling edges swept past. A club as thick as a wrist snapped in a single blade-stroke, and a door-panel-sized broadsword shattered in one strike just the same. As for people, needless to say, a single blade-stroke cleaved them into two sections!
What was even more terrifying was that if a body was pierced right through by a Titanium Alloy Blade, oh boy, the horrifying blood grooves on the blade would flush out the enemy's blood like running tap water. With another kick to the bandit and a pull to withdraw the blade, not only would the serrated barbs on the back of the blade drag out internal organs, but they would continuously widen the wound. There was simply no surviving that...!
The battle was utterly unwatchable. Blood sprayed with popping sounds, severed limbs and broken arms flew everywhere, and the shrieks sounded like wailing ghosts and howling wolves...
Even the water was not peaceful. Fat black carp thrashed in the blood-stained water, and amid a flurry of snapping sounds, the mutilated bodies of bandits who fell into the water were torn into skeletons before long!
Damn it, those fish had teeth...
Fair is fair, the combat power of this bunch of bandits was only on par with the villagers. Despite holding a numerical advantage, they could not withstand the steamrolling of equipment. You hacked at the enemy and nothing happened, but the enemy hacked at you and you either died or were crippled, unable to block it at all. This kind of brawl was simply impossible to fight...
It was not as if there were no formidable fighters among the bandits, but it was of no use. Several broadswords hacking down together meant they had to kneel just the same, getting chopped up into chunks and rolled over to feed the fish!
The bandit leader was truly formidable. His terrifying two-and-a-half-meter physique swung a giant axe. Even though he could not split open the villagers' Titanium Alloy Armor, he could still send people flying, charging back and forth like a tank and actually displaying an invincible posture where no one could match him in a single clash!
Yet such ferocity was of no use. After he swung his axe and sent a few villagers flying, four or five Titanium Alloy Broadswords came down with a crash to cross-block his axe. Amid flying sparks, the axe was covered in deep marks and was almost split to pieces!
Zhao Shi, the guard captain who personally led a team to protect Bai Yang, seized this sliver of opportunity, took advantage of the opening to loose an arrow, and pierced the bandit leader's knee with a squelch. The bastard knelt on the spot!
Several broadswords swung down, and it was utterly harrowing. The Hulk-like bandit leader was stubbornly hacked into fragmented chunks...
"The boss has bought it, run..."
Oh boy, what happened to sharing life and death?
Seeing that their leader had bought it, the bandits, who had already lost the majority of their manpower, scattered and fled in a swarm. Principles and the like were far less important than their own little lives.
Yet big brother, this was on the water surface. Where did you want to run? Punting a raft made running impossible...
"Not a single one left!"
Zhao Shi roared from the rear.
Instantly, the villagers clad in Titanium Alloy Armor brandished their broadswords and began their pursuit. Practically impervious to blades and spears, they charged back and forth, ignoring the enemy's un-defendable attacks and simply unleashing a flurry of hacking...
If there was one thing the villagers loathed to the bone, it was these bandits. The things they risked their lives in the jungle to obtain never met a good end upon encountering this lot. Not only would things vital to a village's survival be plundered, but they would also be killed. Facing bandits like this, they had the urge to eat the other party's heart!
At a time like this, they would not hold back from hacking the enemy to death. Every single one of them was accustomed to life and death in the jungle, so they would rack up a rolling mountain of heads first!
This was the cleanup phase, but under Zhao Shi's command, the villagers did not fall into disarray. The majority went out to pursue and kill, while the remainder stayed behind to protect Bai Yang.
Surrounded like an iron wall, Bai Yang was practically driven frantic enough to shit himself. He heard a flurry of slaughtering and clashing outside, yet dammit he could not see a single thing...
There was no help for it. The surrounding villagers were too massively built and too tall, sealing him in so airtightly that he could not even see if he jumped up in the middle, let alone jump up when Little Cat had her hand pressing down firmly on his shoulder...
"Little Cat, Little Cat, what's the situation?"
"Young master, I don't know either."
The two of them were right in the dead center, protected by at least three layers of villagers on the outside. The first layer was hacking people, the second layer wielded blades to take opportunistic stabs, and the third layer pressed in close to Bai Yang purely to loaf around. Having no opportunity to make a move, they could only express their regret at not being able to personally hack a few to death...
The battle came fast and went fast, ending in a mere half hour from start to finish.
"We surrender... We surrender... Stop killing..."
Accompanied by this terrified cry, the surviving bandits, whose wits had been scared out of them, knelt en masse. Kneeling was a must; dammit, they had kicked divine iron. What kind of mountain villagers were these? They were clearly bloody meat grinders, and even the dynasty's army wasn't this terrifying...
The villagers were vicious as well. Because they hated this bunch of bandits to the core, facing the surrendered bandits, they not only confiscated their weapons but also swung their broadswords, dealing a slash to wrists and ankles to sever tendons, before finally finding leather ropes to tie them tightly and toss them in a pile to finish the job!
By this time, the tightly surrounded Bai Yang was finally able to see the light of day. The villagers protecting him scattered outwards just a tiny bit, but they still maintained a high degree of alertness.
The bastard peered outward through the gaps, and at just a single glance, he knelt on the spot. His face turned pale, he crawled on the ground with a convulsing throat, and he let out a wow of torrential vomiting...
Too disgusting! Too terrifying!
Having grown up in a metropolis, when had Bai Yang ever witnessed such a bloody scene?
Blood everywhere, severed limbs and broken arms, entrails and brains laid bare—it was simply more terrifying than hell!
That scene could not be described by even the most brilliant blockbuster films!
He was an ordinary person too. He would be terrified upon seeing dead people, and he would vomit upon seeing things that were utterly sickening...
At this moment, he had no mood left to look at bandits. The bastard vomited so hard he almost forgot who he was...
With much difficulty an opening appeared. Without even daring to raise his head, the bastard waved a hand and said weakly, "Do as you please, don't mind me, I'll vomit for a bit first. Vomiting away might make me get used to it after a while... Blech..."
The villagers looked at each other in dismay. The young master's performance exceeded their expectations. Was it really that disgusting? They felt nothing at all...
Little Cat felt a heartache so intense she squatted down beside Bai Yang and gently patted his back, her pretty large eyes brimming with tears. Oh my young master, seeing you like this breaks my heart...
Then Little Cat abruptly stood up and let out a fierce, tigress-like, pampered chirp:
"What are you dolts standing around for? Why aren't you cleaning up yet? Toss what needs to be fed to the fish into the fish-feed, scrub what needs scrubbing, and clean up the blood on your bodies as well! If those bandits get rinsed in the river and soil the young master's eyes, can you bear the responsibility?!"
Fine then, the young master was pampered and could not stomach such filthy sights, so the brothers hurriedly set to work...
Severed limbs and the like were casually tossed into the water. The river water seemed to boil as large black carp rushed out from unknown places to tear at and fight over the food, and the bandit corpses quickly vanished without a trace!
That was why nature was the best housekeeper...
River water was scooped up in a clatter to scour the rafts, and the river surface was quickly stained red in a patch!
As for those blood-soaked bandits, they were held upside down and rinsed in the river water. Getting bitten by toothed fish served them right.
Believe it or not, Hu Zi, whose imagination ran wildly untethered, actually thought that using humans to fish was quite fun, playing at it with boundless enthusiasm...
The villagers themselves were even simpler, pouring buckets upon buckets of water over their bodies to wash away blood, brains, and minced flesh in a matter of minutes. The Titanium Alloy Armor had been integrally stamped and formed, leaving no such difficult-to-clean crevices...
"Young master, are you alright?"
Little Cat supported Bai Yang, asking with a heart-wrenching ache.
The bastard had vomited until he was dizzy and disoriented, almost coughing up his gallbladder, and his entire body was trembling. Dammit, the earlier scene was too terrifying; at most he had seen dead-body scenes on television, and when had he ever laid eyes on the likes of that before? It was a solid combination of nausea and terror.
"Let's go, let's go, I don't want to stay in this place anymore."
Leaning weakly against Little Cat, the bastard waved a hand and spoke.
Dammit, only a grandson would watch a battle with bandits in the future! Whoever watched it was a grandson!
What else could the villagers say? The young master could not stomach filthy sights, nor did he want to linger in a filthy place. What else could they do? Move out, obviously...
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