Chapter 279: A bunch of minions, get aside!

In Qingfu Mountain, the warm winter sun shines on the white forest, reflecting silver light that dazzles people's eyes.

Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up, you can see the whole mountain covered with jade branches and leaves, pink and white, a uniform white color.

"Sir, what should we do next? Should we sneak up on him first?"

Song Dashan looked up at the shining light on the top of the mountain, then quickly lowered his head and asked.

Yang Zhengshan shook his head slightly, "It's hard for us to get there quietly!"

Qingfu Mountain is very large, but Huang Yifu’s stronghold is not big, and its location is not a secret, so they can find it easily.

The mountain in front of us is steep, with cliffs on both sides, and only the north and south sides can be used to go up and down the mountain.

The whole mountain is now covered in white. If dozens or hundreds of people go up the mountain, they can be discovered with just a glance from the top of the mountain. It is impossible to hide.

As for waiting till night!
Yang Zhengshan stroked his beard and thought about it, and felt that there was no need to be so cautious when attacking a group of bandits.

"Leave ten of you to guard the horses, and the rest of you follow me up the mountain!"

Then, the group dismounted and climbed up the mountain.

There is an obvious road on the hillside, and traces of the road can be seen even if there is heavy snow. If there is no heavy snow, it is possible to ride a horse up the mountain.

Walking up the mountain path for about half an hour, we bypassed a cliff more than ten feet high and saw a mountain gate made of logs.

The gate was ten feet high, with solid rocks on both sides. Yang Zhengshan looked around and found that the only way to enter the village was through the gate, as the rest of the place was cliffs.

This place is a good place that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Yang Zhengshan originally thought that when they came up, the other party would definitely discover them in advance, but now they have walked to the front of the mountain gate, and the other party has not discovered them yet.

There’s no one guarding the gate?
Yang Zhengshan raised his hand to stop the soldiers behind him, carefully observed the surroundings, and listened attentively.

There were many noises coming from the village, but there was no movement around.

"There doesn't seem to be a trap!"

Yang Zhengshan walked forward alone and came to the gate of the village. He pushed the gate hard, but it didn't budge. It must be bolted shut.

Looking up at the ten-foot-high village gate, Yang Zhengshan took a few steps back and jumped directly onto the gate.

Standing on the door, you can see everything in the village.

The village in the mountains naturally looks rough and simple. Behind the gate is a large hillside, behind the hillside is a large tiled house that looks decent, and behind that are a number of low adobe houses.

In fact, it’s almost like a village.

Yang Zhengshan could vaguely see a figure moving around, but the people inside didn't notice it at all.

"I just know that there's no need to be so cautious when dealing with a group of bandits!"

This group of bandits is so disappointing. It would have been fine if they had no guards, but they didn't even arrange anyone to guard the gate of the village.

I don’t know if they were careless or they thought no one dared to provoke them.

In fact, Huang Yifu and his men have been living a peaceful life for too long. They have been entrenched here for more than ten years, making a living by collecting tolls. They only go out to rob occasionally, and on weekdays, few people come to cause trouble.

In addition, it is freezing cold now, and they have to stay outside the house. Outsiders probably don't want to go up the mountain and endure the cold, so they don't even have the most basic guards.

Yang Zhengshan jumped down from the door and opened the bolt of the village gate. More than a hundred soldiers swaggered into the village.

In the lobby of the mountain village, Huang Yifu was hugging a pretty woman and enjoying her delicate figure.

"Hahaha~~The little beauty is so good!"

However, the little beauty was about to cry. She wanted to resist but did not dare to.

As if sensing the emotions of the woman in his arms, Huang Yifu's face darkened, "Why? Do you look down on me?"

The woman shuddered all over, her body curled up unconsciously and trembled.

Huang Yifu suddenly reached out and pinched her cheek, with a grim smile on his face, "Little girl, follow me obediently, you can still live a few more years. If you don't know what's good for you, hehe~~ Looking at your delicate skin and tender flesh, I think you must taste very good!"

The ferocious face and cruel eyes made the woman so frightened that she huddled up into a ball and started to cry.

"Ahahaha~~"

Huang Yifu didn't care about the woman's crying at all. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, rubbing her body vigorously with his hands.

"Brothers, drink!"

"Hahaha, drink!"

He picked up a bowl of wine, raised his head and poured it into his mouth. The cold wine flowed from the corners of his mouth, along his messy beard and onto the woman in his arms.

The woman's face was pale and she dared not move.

At this moment, with a bang, the closed door was suddenly knocked open from the outside. The powerful force not only knocked open the two wooden doors, but also knocked several bandits behind the door to the ground.

The sudden change brought the lively scene in the lobby to a halt.

The cold wind blew in, and the bright warm sun made the door look dazzling.

"Who, which jerk kicked the door down?"

Huang Yifu never thought that an outsider had entered the mountain village. He thought that one of the younger brothers in the village had kicked the door too hard and broke it.

He looked towards the door and saw a tall figure in the dazzling sunlight. Because the sunlight was too bright, he could not see the person's appearance clearly.

The one who kicked the door was naturally Yang Zhengshan. They came to the lobby openly and without any hindrance.

This made Yang Zhengshan feel very disappointed. It was too easy and too boring.

He originally thought that attacking a mountain stronghold would be somewhat difficult.

But in the end they all fell into a den of thieves, a group of stupid thieves who were completely unaware of the situation.

"You are the Jade Sword Master Huang Yifu!"

Yang Zhengshan raised the iron spear in his hand and pointed it at Huang Yifu, while his followers rushed into the hall. Twenty followers, holding long swords, dispersed in a few breaths and surrounded a group of bandits.

At this time, Huang Yifu and the bandits finally realized that outsiders had come in.

Qiang Qiang~~
The bandits drew their swords and prepared for battle.

Huang Yifu narrowed his eyes slightly, threw the woman in his arms aside, picked up the long sword beside him and slowly stood up.

"May I ask your name, my uninvited friend?"

He was not stupid. Although he didn't know who the visitor was, judging from the posture of his followers, and the fact that the other party dared to come to his door, his background and identity must be complicated. So he planned to use courtesy before force, and ask the other party's purpose first, and then talk about other things.

Yang Zhengshan walked into the lobby, "This general is not your friend!"

"General!" Huang Yifu's pupils suddenly shrank and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Yang Zhengshan, the commander of the Tenglong Guard!" Yang Zhengshan looked around the layout of the lobby and said calmly.

Bandits!

He had killed people before, but this was his first time in this bandit’s lair.

It doesn't look anything special, well, the chair looks good, except that it's missing a tiger skin.

Yang Zhengshan felt that the mountain king should be equipped with a tiger skin so that he would appear more majestic and powerful.

Well, he was poisoned by TV dramas and formed a fixed impression.

"Yang Zhengshan!" Huang Yifu looked puzzled.

He had really never heard of Yang Zhengshan's name.

Speaking of Yang Zhengshan's reputation, he is absolutely famous in Chongshan Town. All the soldiers in Chongshan Town know Yang Zhengshan, the god of killing.

As for Jing'an Prefecture, Yang Zhengshan was not an unknown person. With the rise of the Yang family, Yang Zhengshan also attracted the attention of many people in Jing'an Prefecture.

However, most of the people who pay attention to Yang Zhengshan are related to the officialdom, including officials, businessmen, and martial arts families. Only those who are deeply involved in the officialdom will pay attention to Yang Zhengshan and can get news about Yang Zhengshan.

It is very difficult for bandits like Huang Yifu to find out any news about Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan didn't care whether Huang Yifu had heard of his name or not. After satisfying his curiosity, he raised his gun and pushed away the bandits in front of him.

"A bunch of minions, get out of the way!"

The bandits seemed a little afraid. Yes, they were afraid.

General!

How can they not be afraid?
Although Huang Yifu has many warriors under his command, for these weak warriors, a general is definitely someone they dare not provoke.

And who is Yang Zhengshan? He is a god of death who walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

When he stopped suppressing the murderous aura in his body, the murderous aura that seemed to be real made everyone's heart as cold as an ice pond.

Then, without Yang Zhengshan saying anything, the bandits in front of him made way for him one after another.

Huang Yifu felt the murderous aura from Yang Zhengshan, and deep in his eyes there was a strong fear and horror.

At this time, bursts of shouting and screaming were heard outside the lobby. The noisy sounds were like devilish sounds, infinitely amplifying the fear in the hearts of the bandits in the lobby.

The killing has begun, can they escape?

Yang Zhengshan came to Huang Yifu, and Huang Yifu stood in front of him and didn't dare to move!
He saw Yang Zhengshan's eyes, which were a pair of extremely calm eyes, deep, indifferent, and without any ripples.

There was clearly no murderous intent, but he didn't even dare to move.

It was as if a sharp blade would pierce his throat if he moved.

Yang Zhengshan raised his gun and swung it, knocking Huang Yifu flying with a bang.

How high can the cultivation level of a bandit leader be?

Maybe the Xingyue Sect is a huge organization, and maybe the overall strength of the Xingyue Sect is very strong, but how strong can the swordsmen under one hall be?
The fourth or fifth level of acquired cultivation should be considered pretty good.

Yang Zhengshan ignored Huang Yifu who was falling next to him, and stepped forward to help up the woman who looked very scared.

The girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old. No one knew whose family she was from. She must have been abducted to the mountain by this group of bandits.

"Don't be afraid, you are safe now!"

Yang Zhengshan's tone became calmer.

The woman was trembling all over. She just lowered her head and dared not look at Yang Zhengshan or anything around her.

"What's your name?" Yang Zhengshan's tone became softer!
"I, I, my name is Lin Xiaoyun!" the woman said stutteringly.

"Where is your home?" Yang Zhengshan continued to ask.

"My home is in Daifuku Village."

Yang Zhengshan naturally didn't know where Dafu Village was, but that didn't matter. He asked these questions not to find out Lin Xiaoyun's identity or background, but just to divert Lin Xiaoyun's attention so that Lin Xiaoyun would no longer be afraid or panic.

"Well, this general is the commander of the Tenglong Guard. You are safe now and don't have to be afraid anymore!" Yang Zhengshan continued to comfort him.

A teenage girl was abducted to the mountains by a group of bandits. If nothing unexpected had happened, her end would have been extremely miserable.

But even if Yang Zhengshan saved her, her current situation would not be very good.

This world places too much emphasis on a woman's reputation. Lin Xiaoyun was abducted to the mountains. Even if the bandits did nothing to her, her reputation was ruined.

If she goes back, she might not be able to get married.

Lin Xiaoyun was still unclear about her situation. She raised her eyes and glanced at Yang Zhengshan cautiously, "Thank you, General, for saving my life!"

Yang Zhengshan nodded slightly, "Wait here for a while!"

He then looked at Huang Yifu who had gotten up from the ground, and his tone became cold again, "Do you have anything else to say?"

(End of this chapter)