Ordinary people can also be extraordinary

Then Zhang Chen and Sima Feng came closer. All the soldiers looked at them warily. One of them, who seemed to be the leader, stood up and said to the two:

"Who are you?"

The two men did not answer him and continued to walk forward. When the sackcloth man was beating people just now, the soldiers including him were watching indifferently. The two men had already sentenced him to death.

"Stop, if you go any further we won't be polite to you."

The leader saw that the two men had no intention of stopping, his face darkened, he drew his knife, pointed at the two men and ordered the soldiers beside him:

"Take them down for me."

The soldiers took the order, formed a formation, and slowly approached the two men. Those who were carrying loads all ran to the side in fear, and then looked over here nervously.

Sima Feng glanced at the man who was still wailing after being whipped, and then looked at the soldiers.

"A bunch of accomplices to the evil, damn it."

After saying that, he took out a mace from his storage bag and rushed towards the group of soldiers at an extremely fast speed. In an instant, he was in front of them. Under their surprised gazes, he raised the mace in his hand and swung it straight at the soldiers in front of him who were wearing armor and holding shields without any skill.

In an instant, there was a constant sound of banging. The shields in the soldiers' hands seemed as fragile as pieces of paper. The mace in Sima Feng's hand broke into several pieces with a slight touch, and the people flew out with them. In less than ten seconds, only the leading soldier was left standing.

He looked at the fallen soldiers around him, each of them with a look of pain on their faces and bleeding from all seven orifices. Then he looked at Sima Feng as if he saw a devil, his eyes full of fear.

Sima Feng slowly walked to his side, but before he could speak, he had already collapsed to the ground involuntarily. His crotch felt hot and a foul smell emanated from it.

Seeing his appearance, Sima Feng showed no mercy. He picked him up with disgust and threw him directly towards the cliff next to him. Amid his panicked screams, he crashed into the cliff and his head broke into two pieces.

Sima Feng then came to the man in linen, took off his whip, and then posed with the whip in his hand.

"You like whipping people, right? Then you can try it too."

As the sackcloth man looked fearful and pleading, the whip made a humming sound in the air, and then with a loud snap, the whip hit the sackcloth man's back hard, sending him flying. At the same time, a blood mist rose from his back.

The man in sackcloth fell to the ground motionless, without uttering a scream. If someone had gone over to check, they would have known that the man's eyes were already bulging with anger, and he was deader than dead.

Seeing that the trouble had been solved, Zhang Chen walked up and asked a man carrying a load on his shoulder:

"Which mine tunnel is this?"

The man being asked looked nervous and said tremblingly:

“This is Mine Tunnel No. 2.”

"That's Mine Tunnel No. 1, and that's Mine Tunnel No. 3."

Zhang Chen pointed to the left and then to the right.

The man nodded.

Zhang Chen understood and said to those people carrying their loads:

"You don't have to continue mining. You can all go home."

Those people looked at each other, as if they still couldn't believe that they were free. They had been captured for more than a year and had thought they would die here, but they never expected that there would be a day when they could get out alive.

Looking at the backs of Zhang Chen and Sima Feng as they left, and then looking at the dead soldiers who were guarding them, after being convinced that it was true, they dropped their burdens one after another, some ran directly to the valley entrance, while some entered the cave to inform other companions of the news.

Zhang Chen and Sima Feng soon arrived at the No. 3 mine tunnel on the right. There were still more than a dozen fully armed soldiers at the entrance. The two of them walked up with a swagger.

The two men didn't say anything and quickly stepped forward. Zhang Chen picked up the magic sword and slashed it out, cutting the dozen soldiers in half.

The people who were captured to mine nearby were so scared that they fell to their knees. Zhang Chen pulled up an older man who was closest to him and started asking him questions.

"Old man, is this Mine Tunnel No. 3?"

The old man looked extremely nervous and said tremblingly:

"Yes, my lord."

"The previous No. 4 mine tunnel was also here, right?"

Zhang Chen asked again.

"Mine Tunnel No. 4? It has been abandoned for a long time."

The old man muttered to himself upon hearing this.

"It doesn't matter if it's abandoned. Would you like to take us to have a look?"

Zhang Chen asked in a gentle tone, negotiating.

"That's...ok...ok."

The old man looked at Zhang Chen, who was young and seemed a little immature in front of him, and then looked at the dozen or so half-dead bodies beside him. He dared not refuse, so he slowly stood up and walked towards the cave entrance.

Zhang Chen and Sima Feng followed behind and walked in. After entering the cave, they found that it was interconnected and there were dug passages everywhere. If there was no one to lead the way, it would not be easy for them to find the place.

From time to time, Zhang Chen could hear the sound of digging coming from somewhere in the passage. He followed the old man through twists and turns. He could hear the sound of digging before, but now he could hear nothing. Only the old man's light footsteps seemed less depressing in the quiet passage.

The old man was walking slowly in front with a torch, and the two followed slowly behind. They had been walking for almost an hour, but they still hadn't arrived. Although the old man walked slowly, Zhang Chen didn't urge him in order to remember the route they took.

After a while, the old man came to the end of a passage and stopped, pointing to a dark downward passage and said to the two people:

"This is the road leading to the abandoned No. 4 mine tunnel. I don't know what's going on down there."

Zhang Chen looked at the passage and felt the air flowing out of the cave. Zhang Chen felt a very faint spiritual energy and was delighted, knowing that this should be the place.

So he said to the old man:

"Thank you for leading the way, old man. Consider this as your reward."

Zhang Chen took out a piece of gold from his storage bag and handed it over.

The old man didn't dare to accept it and hurriedly refused. Zhang Chen forced it on him and then said to him:

"Old man, go out and tell those people that they can go home and no longer have to mine. Also, don't tell anyone else about what happened here."

The old man's face was startled, and his eyes brightened up. He bowed to the two of them, then looked at the passage leading to the No. 4 mine tunnel, his face full of sadness. Many of his fellow villagers died there. Then he turned around and walked back the way he came.

Seeing the old man walking away, Zhang Chen took out the night pearl and threw it to Sima Feng, then the two of them jumped down the passage leading to the No. 4 mine tunnel. As soon as they got down, Zhang Chen clearly felt that the spiritual energy here was much denser than above.

There was no fork in the road below. The two walked along the passage for less than a hundred meters before they saw that the passage in front of them had collapsed. Countless stones blocked the entire passage.

Seeing this, Zhang Chen and Sima Feng started to move the stones. If the stone was stuck too tightly, Zhang Chen would use his magic sword to split the stone into several pieces. After working for several hours, they finally made a passage that was big enough for one person to pass through.