Starting as a centurion, he fought his way through the chaos of the world.

Chapter 34 Night Attack
The Black Mountain Range is of unknown size, and miasma often floats in some of its low-lying valleys.

The mountain is steep and has been covered by trees for many years.

That's why it became a place rife with bandits.

However, given the size of Moyun Village, it was impossible for them to go deeper into the area, as that was the territory of the Black Mountain Army. Therefore, they only stayed on the outer perimeter of Black Mountain.

Even so, Lu Ming and his group traveled by day and night, and it took them two days to reach the vicinity of the village.

The entire village is built on a hillside, and there is only one road leading up the mountain.

From the arrow tower at the village gate, the path down the mountain can be clearly seen.

It would be extremely difficult to break through the main gate.

However, because no government troops had attacked Moyun Village for many years, the bandits guarding the village were not very conscientious.

It's common for me to doze off in the middle of the night.

Nighttime is the best time to attack.

"Zheng Yong, Wang Han, you two take the strongmen and climb up the cliff, then wait for the opportunity to open the gate!"

Lu Ming stood under the tree and said.

"Yes, sir!" the two replied, and under the cover of the moonlight, they led their men down the cliff.

The others waited where they were.

Half an hour later, at the foot of the cliff on the side of the village, some strong men, led by Zheng Yong, with knives in their mouths and ropes on their backs, silently climbed towards the top of the mountain.

After the first group of people went up, they quickly began to secure the ropes, waiting for the next group to climb up.

Taking advantage of the darkness and the bandits' drowsiness.

This led to everything going smoothly.

As the eastern sky began to lighten with the first hint of dawn, thousands of strongmen had already climbed the cliff.

Before the sunlight completely tears away the night.

Wang Han waved his hand and said, "Proceed quietly. Unless absolutely necessary, do not make a sound until you reach the gate of the village!"

After the order was given, they moved forward.

Others followed.

A bandit got up to urinate and vaguely saw someone coming. His pupils contracted, but just as he was about to open his mouth...

"laugh!"

Zheng Yong's cold blade sliced ​​across his neck.

The two people behind them stepped forward, one covered the mouth, the other lifted his leg, and casually threw him off the cliff.

Then, everyone continued to move forward with their backs bent, their faces expressionless.

Li Ergou was a minor leader in Moyun Village, responsible for leading patrols at the village gate. For many years, no one dared to attack the village, so he usually just pretended to be a leader and would find a place to hide and sleep at night.

But before dawn today, he was awakened by the urge to urinate.

He put on his clothes and went out to pee.

Hearing the sound of the rapid discharge, and finally feeling a bit better in my stomach, I shuddered and prepared to go back to sleep.

But once inside, I found that I couldn't fall asleep.

He watched as his subordinates continued to snore.

Feeling a bit uncomfortable, he shouted, "Get up! Get the hell up! It's almost dawn, why aren't you on patrol with me? Are you waiting for the chieftain to see you and whip you?"

Shouts were heard.

The dozen or so bandits lying haphazardly didn't dare to utter a word.

He could only reluctantly get up and follow Li Ergou on patrol.

But just as I got around to the back of the house...

Then they saw a dark mass of people heading towards the gate of the village.

They all held their knives with one hand, crouched low, and moved very quickly.

"Who goes there!" Li Ergou shouted instinctively.

Zheng Yong inwardly cried out in alarm, realizing he had been discovered, and without further hesitation, shouted, "Kill!"

After shouting, he pounced on it.

Li Ergou's head was chopped off on the spot, and as blood splattered, more than a dozen bandits were hacked to pieces.

But it also disturbed the other people in the village.

People started rushing out one after another.

"Ignore everyone else, seize the gate first!" Zheng Yong roared.

Keep charging forward.

Lu Ming, of course, also heard the commotion inside.

He turned and shouted, "Break down the door!"

Then the brothers from the thousand-household garrison charged toward the gate, carrying wooden stakes. "Thump, thump, thump!"

Huge crashing sounds continued to ring out.

The already dilapidated gate began to have dust and debris falling off in an instant.

The heavy wooden door creaked and groaned.

Everything went smoothly because Zheng Yong and his men had already reached the gate of the stronghold, so the people inside didn't have time to attack the soldiers who were breaking down the gate.

It takes less than one stick of incense.

"boom!"

The door was kicked open.

Lu Ming, clad in armor, walked towards the village, followed by a thousand Mo Dao soldiers.

A bandit leader charged at him recklessly.

Lu Ming swung his longsword downwards.

"laugh!"

The leader was slashed open from his collarbone down to his abdomen.

Fresh blood gushed out, and it was clear he wouldn't survive.

Lu Ming ignored him and continued forward, his blade heavy and extremely fast.

He exuded a fierce energy he had never shown before.

Like a ferocious beast from the primordial era, he roamed freely among the crowd, and no one could withstand a single blow from him.

Bandits kept running in from behind, but under the power of the Mo Dao (a type of long-handled sword), no one could withstand them.

When the blades fell, they were almost all cleaved in two.

The once-famous Moyun Village has now become a battlefield.

The ferocity was no less than what happened in the Thousand Household Garrison.

The bandits who had just charged out were already turning back.

These people in front of them are too strong; they are no match for them at all.

"what!"

However, at that moment, screams came from behind the village, before the garrison had even reached that area.

But clearly someone has died.

Then, a figure slowly walked out. He was wearing a dark red robe, his hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and he had a golden headband on his forehead.

A pair of triangular eyes scanned the surroundings.

He was tall and imposing, but he exuded a strong sense of intimidation.

"Anyone who dares to run away again, I'll kill him! Charge! If the village falls, not a single one of us will survive!"

A hoarse, rough roar rang out.

The bandits of Moyun Village seemed to have found their leader and stopped running away.

"Du Yun, the Hand That Touches the Sky".

Lu Ming's calm voice rang out.

The man opposite him walked down step by step, wearing iron gauntlets on both hands.

His complexion was very bad.

"Since you know me, you still dare to come. You've got some nerve. I don't know who you are, but you must die today."

Not only you, but your family too, I'm going to smash you all to pieces with this hammer.

Du Yun spoke in a very irritable manner.

His eyes were bloodshot; he hadn't suffered such a great loss in many years.

Lu Ming remained calm, while system data appeared in his mind.

Name: Du Yun

[Cultivation Level: Late Stage of Blood Transformation]

Personal history: Before the age of twenty, he studied his skills in the mountains.

At the age of 21, he escaped from the mountain gate and wandered around various places, killing hundreds of people in three years.

At the age of twenty-five, he founded Moyun Village and repeatedly descended the mountain to plunder. Those killed by Du Yun met extremely tragic ends; he had a penchant for torture and murder.

At the age of thirty, he massacred three villages in one night, killing and injuring more than a thousand civilians.

[Mission: Kill Lu Ming and protect your Moyun Village]

[Overall brutality level: 60000 points]

Killing it will grant 60000 Chaos Points.

(End of this chapter)