Great Qin: Taking Ying Zheng as a Disciple at the Beginning of the War
21 The Strongest Mountain Thief in History

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Deep within the Taihang Mountains.

In the Black Wind Bandit's stronghold.

"Report…Chief, there's finally movement from Mount Tai."”

A burly man with a ferocious appearance and a long scar on his face stood up abruptly.

"Really?"

The lackey on the opposite side looked at the imposing Chief and trembled in fear.

"Yes... Yes, a group of soldiers has come down from Mount Tai and is preparing to pass through our Taihang Mountains.”

The chief's eyes narrowed slightly as he said to his subordinates around him,

"Quick, everyone, go down and get ready. Next, we're going to do something big.”

A month ago.

The boss had met a mysterious person.

At that time.

The mysterious man took out a thousand taels of gold as a deposit and requested to kill an army that had come down from Mount Tai.

Logically speaking.

As bandits, they couldn't rob and kill an army.

Unless he felt that he was going to die too quickly.

However, humans died for wealth, and birds died for food.

That strange person had given him too much.

Most importantly…

The mysterious man also brought them a large number of high-quality armor and crossbows.

Not even the regular armies of the counties could have such a setup, let alone the bandits.

After receiving this batch of equipment, the boss immediately agreed to the mysterious person's plan.

"When the time comes, I'll take the huge sum of money after the matter is done and wash my hands of the golden basin. I'll be a rich man living in seclusion.”

The First Master thought as he put on his armor.

......

"Hey, I opened this road and planted this tree. If you want to cross this road, leave the money to buy the road.”

Ying Zheng slowly pulled open the curtain of the carriage and looked at the dozens of masked men standing not far away with a puzzled look.

Robbing me?

I'm willing to call you the strongest heroes in history!

Wang Ben rode his horse in front of Ying Zheng's carriage.

He shouted at the outlaw,"

"Who gave you the courage to rob us? Do you know who we are?”

However, the outlaw didn't give Wang Ben any face at all.

"Who cares who you are? Identity confirmed. Brothers, let's move.”

The masked bandit in front shouted.

Then, he decisively dashed to the haystacks on both sides.

Wang Jian's eyes suddenly widened. He was the first to discover that something was wrong and shouted.

"Not good, there's an ambush."

Shua! Shua! Shua!

Before long, hundreds of 'heroes of the forest' wearing refined armor and holding standard crossbows appeared around them.

They drew their bows and nocked their arrows, aiming straight at the army that was protecting Ying Zheng.

At this moment, no matter how stupid Ying Zheng was, he would not be able to do anything.

He also knew that this was a well-planned robbery.

Moreover, as the first emperor who unified the six dynasties, how could Ying Zheng be stupid?

Generally speaking, why would mountain bandits become bandits?

It was only because he did not eat or drink that he had embarked on this business.

Usually, the mountain bandits could barely rob the pedestrians and merchants who passed by.

As for equipment…

It was already good enough for an ordinary mountain bandit to have a saber.

It was nothing like this group of people.

At first glance, they looked like a group of mountain bandits.

However, upon closer inspection, the equipment of these bandits was too good. It was more than enough to attack a city.

Ying Zheng pondered for a moment.

He didn't seem to know which army had such equipment.

"Attack!"

The First Leader gave the order.

Countless flying arrows rained down upon Ying Zheng and the others.

"Quick, protect His Majesty."

Wang Ben quickly turned around and prepared to return to Ying Zheng's vicinity to protect him.

Suddenly.

Ying Zheng felt that the whole world had become clear.

"Is this a magic treasure protecting its owner?"

He felt it.

The Stellar Stone in his sea of consciousness released a strange power.

And it quickly spread out.

It quickly formed a magical shield around the carriage.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

When the arrows landed on the shield, it was as if they had landed on steel.

All of them fell to the ground powerlessly.

As for Wang Ben and the others…

Because of his experience in the battlefield, he had long hidden behind the carriage.

He used the hard wood in the carriage to block the mountain bandits 'arrows.

"Ah... Ah..."

Suddenly.

Feng Quji's groans came from the carriage at the front.

He was hiding in the carriage.

Unfortunately, he was shot in the shoulder by a stray arrow.

Although the wound was not fatal.

But because he was old.

His entire face turned pale.

See this situation.

Ying Zheng was furious!

This was the first time he had been so angry since he unified the six states.

Boom!

The weak spiritual energy in Ying Zheng's body burst out abruptly.

He was like a black stream of light in broad daylight.

He quickly rushed in front of the bandits.

"Kill them!"

At this moment.

Ying Zheng himself had transformed into the Grim Reaper among the crowd.

Knee-lift, a punch, a whip kick

Each punch and kick contained incomparably terrifying power.

Every second, Ying Zheng would take the lives of several bandits.

"Ah... He's a demon."

The remaining bandits all looked at Ying Zheng in horror.

They panicked.

They had never seen such a terrifying person.

All their attacks were launched.

All of them would be blocked by a colorless and transparent shield.

Even if he used a crossbow, he could not cause any damage to the demon in front of him.

However, this demon's attack was able to completely affect every single bandit.

Not long after.

The col. was filled with mutilated corpses.

Ying Zheng was wearing a black dragon robe, which was mixed with the fresh blood of the bandits.

He was like a grim reaper who had descended to the mortal world.

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