Shi Wengong was not far away from Ceng Tu, but he could do nothing as he watched the spear pierce through him.
His shoulder was injured, and he couldn't lift his entire arm. He couldn't use the halberd he was good at, so he could only use a single blade to fight. The ones surrounding him were the Ruan brothers.
Ruan Little Five and Ruan Little Seven's land skills were far inferior to their water skills, but they weren't mediocre either. If it was a one-on-one or two-on-one fight, Shi Wengong probably wouldn't be able to make twenty moves. However, it was different now.
The two brothers cooperated very well. Little Five kept attacking Shi Wengong's shoulder wound, but Little Seven only focused on cutting his lower body. Shi Wengong was in a flurry, and soon his knife skills were messed up.
Once Ceng Tu died, Shi Wengong was instantly discouraged. Four of the Zeng Family's five tigers had already died, and the remaining one probably wouldn't be able to escape. In the hands of the man with the axe, he could only parry.
By right, Third Brother Zeng shouldn't be so weak. He was just affected by Zeng Tu's death, so he didn't have to fight to the death.
Shi Wengong was distracted, and Ruan Xiaowu saw an opportunity. He didn't care about the result of the slash and jumped to the side. He kicked the sand on the ground with the tip of his foot and immediately raised Shi Wengong's face.
Little Seven was overjoyed. She didn't have time to put away her knife and simply flew up to kick Shi Wengong's shoulder. Shi Wengong's old injuries and new injuries, even a man made of iron couldn't stand this. He fell down and actually fainted from the pain.
Zeng Laosan was scared out of his wits. He turned around and was about to leave when Mi Duo shouted and chopped his axe on Zeng Suo's left leg. As he screamed, Mi Duo spun his axe and cut Zeng Suo's head into the air.
At this point, all five of the Zeng family's tigers had been killed, and Shi Wengong had been captured alive. Only Su Ding was left. Seeing that the situation was not good, he wanted to run, but Zhe Bie, who was watching from afar, saw him. A long arrow pierced through the back of his head!
Seeing that the battle had been decided, Wang Lun shouted and led his men into the manor.
Oldman Zeng was still in the mourning hall with his eyes closed. When Wang Lun and his men rushed in, he raised his head and glanced at them."All dead?"
"Dead, now it's your turn!"
Old Zeng shook his head." It's just for a horse. Liangshan heroes, you're only doing this on behalf of the heavens."”
"You have a glib tongue!" Wang Lun sneered. This wasn't just one horse, but thousands of horses! Your Zeng family has been lawless for so many years. Who knows how many lives have been ruined by your five sons!”
"Yeah, the winner takes all. What else do you have to say?”"Let me change my clothes, okay?" Old Man Zeng forced a smile.”
"There's no need. You're too glamorous in the afterlife. I'm afraid that those ghosts who died in your hands will blame me!”
When Ruan Xiaoqi heard this, he did not hesitate to chop off his head!
Blood splattered in the mourning hall! In the blink of an eye, the white mourning hall was dyed red.
Zeng Tou City had been conquered. This time, Wang Lun did not forgive his family as he had done in the past. Those who were not of the same race would have different intentions. After all, the Zeng family had the blood of the Jin people. Moreover, they had committed many crimes. If Wang Lun did not kill them all, he would feel sorry for himself!
Fortunately, there were no swaddled babies in the Zeng family, which relieved Wang Lun of a lot of psychological burden.
Zengtou City had become a slaughterhouse today. All those who participated in the battle, whether they surrendered or were captured, were all killed by Wang Lun's order.
However, one of the horse coachmen took advantage of the chaos and injured a few lackeys, snatched a horse, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Wang Lun didn't pay much attention to it, nor did he stay in Zengtou City for long. He was still thinking about Liangshan. After all, the government was still eyeing him covetously!
Gold, silver, treasures, and food were all loaded into the truck and transported away. These were all things that Liangshan was in short supply of. As for the title deed, he burned it all.
Returning to the mountain after winning was a safe journey. The mountain was also peaceful. Following Wang Lun and the others, the leaders were all unscathed. Everyone was in jubilation.
However, this battle still caused Liang Mountain to lose more than a thousand troops. Wang Lun stood silently by the Golden Sand Beach for a long time before making a decision.
"Circle a place in the back of the mountain and bury all the soldiers who died there. Find someone to build a temple. It's bigger and will be called the Heroic Soul Temple. All the soldiers will engrave a token and enter the temple to enjoy the sacrifices of the living!”
Hearing this news, everyone fell silent. Then, they all prostrated themselves on the ground. They were prostrating themselves to Wang Lun and those brothers who had died in battle.
Wang Lun raised his head to look at the sky. The sun was setting in the west, and the horizon was as red as blood.
"Set up a stone tablet at the top of Mount Liang. Use the best white marble, find the best stonemasons and carving masters, and carve eight big words on the front. Carve the names of all the brothers who died in battle on the back! Remember, it's all those who died in battle!"
Still, no one spoke. Everyone nodded solemnly. At this moment, Wang Lun's image became infinitely lofty.
"I want everyone to see that monument! It was forged with the blood of countless brothers of my Liangshan!”
Wang Lun's powerful words were resounding. After walking for a long time, everyone was still immersed in the grand scene of the monument standing on the top of Liangshan.
That night, Wang Lun did not flirt with Shangguan Wan 'er, which was rare, nor did he flirt with the retinue. Instead, Little Jin' er habitually brought him some hangover soup. He subconsciously touched her little hand, and Little Jin 'er was so embarrassed that she instantly ran away without a trace.
'Even a cicada can't be so fast. Sigh, I can't leave Little Jin' er's service anymore. Why don't I ask Lin Chong for Jin 'er to come and serve me tomorrow?'
On the second day, everyone was naturally happy with the rewards. The bodies of the brothers who had died in battle were brought back and buried one by one. After Wang Lun brought the entire village to pay their respects, they could only burn more paper money for those who had no family.
That iron arrow was placed on the big case in the Juyi Hall. Looking at the nine brothers who were protecting him like shadows, Wang Lun felt a little suffocated. A few days ago, there were still ten people!
However, those who had gone were still gone, and those who were still alive had to be alive. Wang Lun did not stay idle either. He gave a few orders in a row, asking Zhu Gui and Zhu Fu to focus on finding the person who used the iron arrow.
The system was still as usual. Wang Lun first checked his level. He did not know if it was because he had killed a general with a formation, or if his strength had really reached that level, but he was already at the martial arts level below Rank-6.
He had quite a few points, but Wang Lun didn't use them. He didn't lack first-class generals. With Wan 'er, the female prime minister, he didn't lack strategic talents for the time being. Even he himself was still confused about what he lacked the most. He might as well wait. The Nine Palace Boxes were only half-opened. Logically speaking, the later ones would only get better and more suitable.
In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed. On this day, whistling arrows rose from the foot of the mountain again. From the color, it was someone paying respects to the mountain!
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