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This group of evil bandits occupied a mountain called Beiwang Mountain, ten miles outside the city. In order to completely eliminate them, Qian Mingduo reported to the court and requested the local garrison to send troops to suppress the bandits together.

Although Qian Mingduo was the prefect of Jiankang Prefecture, he could not mobilize the local garrison according to the laws of the Song Dynasty. Although the prefectural soldiers had made great progress in martial arts under his training, they only performed well in arresting a few criminals.

If he really went to fight against the evil bandits who occupied the mountains, Qian Mingduo would probably be a little worried about their fighting power.

The highest commander of the garrison in Jiankang Prefecture was General Wen Yujun of Jiankang. When he received a document from the Ministry of War asking him to cooperate with the prefect of Jiankang to go into the mountains to suppress the bandits, he immediately went to the prefect's office.

The General of Jiankang was a third-rank official, although Qian Mingduo was only a fourth-rank official. However, the Song Dynasty also advocated civil officials to govern the country, so the status of civil officials was higher than that of these military generals.

After formulating a strategy to suppress the bandits with Qian Mingduo, Wen Yujun went back to make the arrangements.

The morning mist still shrouds the forest like a veil, and the wisps of mist are like the breath of the sleeping mountains, mysterious and quiet. But this tranquility is about to be broken, as the Song Dynasty government's anti-bandit army, like a long-dormant dragon, advances aggressively towards the mountain stronghold where the bandits are entrenched.

At the front of the team, Wen Yujun was wearing a cold and gleaming fine armor, and the red tassel on his helmet swayed gently in the breeze, like a dancing flame. He rode on a tall and majestic warhorse, and the horse's eyes were sharp, and it kept snapping its head, as if it could sense the upcoming battle. Qian Mingduo also rode a big horse, but he had no armor, only tight clothes.

Wen Yujun frowned, staring at the gate of the mountain stronghold like an eagle. The gate was looming in the mist, but it looked like the bloody mouth of a giant beast, exuding a dangerous aura. "Humph, these bandits, who usually bully the people, burn, kill, rob, and commit all kinds of evil, have been causing trouble for a long time. Today, I will make them pay with blood, and not a single one will be spared!"

General Wen's voice was deep and majestic, with an unquestionable determination. The deputy general beside him clasped his fists slightly and responded respectfully: "Sir, this time we have made careful preparations, and we will definitely be able to catch these bandits in one fell swoop and restore peace to the people."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The drums beat like thunder rolling across the sky, shaking people's hearts. The distinct rhythm of the drums seemed like the call of death, urging the soldiers forward.

In an instant, shouts of killing shook the sky, and the government troops charged towards the mountain stronghold like a surging tide. The soldiers' armor collided with each other, making a crisp and rapid sound, and the swords and guns in their hands were raised high, flashing a cold light in the dim light, like evil spirits thirsting for blood.

The mountain stronghold was in an uproar. The bandits were awakened from their sleep and hurriedly grabbed their weapons, with panic and ferocity in their eyes.

"You government lackeys, how dare you mess with me! Are you tired of living?" A bandit leader with a face full of flesh yelled in anger, his big hand like a palm leaf fan tightly grasped a big knife, the blade still had blood stains that had not been wiped off, emitting a pungent smell. He swung the big knife, drawing sharp arcs in the air, and the momentum seemed to chop all the government troops in front of him into pieces.

"You bold bandits, you have harmed the people and committed many evils. Heaven will not tolerate this! Today is your end!" A lieutenant in the government army shouted back with a sharp gaze. He raised his spear, pointed the tip at the bandit leader, kicked his feet hard, and rushed towards the enemy like an arrow.