Marry my elder sister? Fine! I'll give you the letter of annulment and marry someone else.

A glimmer of hope suddenly rose in Zhang Yi's heart, and he shouted loudly: "Kill all these women for me, leaving no one alive. I want to see what you are still proud of."

The other bandits also realized the seriousness of the matter. The initiative was no longer in their hands and had become uncontrollable. They stopped worrying about their lower bodies and began to kill the women with all their might.

Song Zhi continued to walk towards Zhang Yi without thinking, "You must have killed a lot of people along the way. Do you remember how much blood is on your hands?"

Zhang Yi continued to retreat. "It doesn't matter if you remember or not. Once the brothers have dealt with them, they will come to deal with you. Song Yue, you can't escape. Once the city gate is closed, I have the final say here."

This is a closed little world, and Zhang Yi is the king of this world.

Song Zhi didn't refute, and smiled brightly. "Escape? Why should I run away? If you tell me where that dungeon is, I can reluctantly consider making your death less ugly."

"Do you want to know? I won't tell you."

As if he was certain that those female soldiers were no match for his men, Zhang Yi regained some composure, even though his face was still twisted with pain.

"Song Yue, you are just a group of women, how can you possibly defeat a man? If you kneel down and take off your clothes and beg me now, I can spare your life because you are so beautiful."

Seeing that he still couldn't spit out ivory from his dog's mouth, Song Zhi once again grasped the dagger and rushed forward.

Her movements were swift and unstoppable.

In a panic, Zhang Yi used his remaining hand to resist, but both hands were no match for the opponent, let alone one hand.

After a few moves, another scream was heard.

Zhang Yi looked at his two crippled hands with bloodshot eyes, his eyes full of anger as if he wanted to eat someone, "Bitch, how dare you!"

He roared, "Send out some men, deal with Song Yue first."

Seeing this, the bandits who were nearby surrounded and attacked Song Zhi.

"Don't be afraid, sister. I'm here to help you."

Suddenly, a tall and thin figure appeared beside him. Song Zhi turned his head and saw A Luan standing there motionless as a mountain, holding an iron hammer.

Song Zhi smiled, "Okay, let me test whether you have made any progress under Aunt Xin's guidance recently."

The two sides fought each other in an instant. Song Zhi's dagger was as graceful as a startled swallow and as fast as a swimming dragon in the siege, light and flexible.

For a moment, those people were completely unable to get close to Song Zhi.

As for A-luan, she was dancing with her iron hammer with such vigor that no one could get close to her.

The situation suddenly came to a standstill. After realizing that they couldn't capture the two people at all, the bandits had no choice but to look at Zhang Yi, "Brother Yi, these two women are too evil. Why don't we just leave? As long as there is green mountains, there will be no shortage of firewood."

Zhang Yi couldn't swallow the anger in his heart, "No, she hurt me so badly, if I just run away with my tail between my legs, how will I survive in the underworld?"

"But we can't defeat them. If we delay any longer, the soldiers outside will notice something is wrong and will definitely force their way in by breaking down the city gates."

The bandits were a little worried. This was completely different from the previous situation and they might die here if they were not careful.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yi had been blinded by hatred and refused to listen to any advice. "No, I don't care about others, but I must kill Song Yue today!"

The bandits had no choice but to do as they were told.

When they were fighting again, there was a loud crash at the door.

The bandits' faces turned pale and their voices trembled. "Boss, what should we do? They must be trying to break down the door!"

"What are you afraid of?"

Zhang Yi didn't take it seriously, his eyes becoming even more fierce. "It's not like refugees haven't stormed before. Did they get in? They won't be able to break down this city gate anytime soon."

Hearing what Zhang Yi said, the bandits seemed to have taken a reassurance pill.

That's true. Many refugees had tried to force their way in before, and even before they came in, they had planned to break down the door.

But the door was extremely strong and heavy, and they couldn't break it open no matter how hard they tried.

Finally, as a last resort, they pretended to be a team coming to support the imperial court and tricked the city gate open.

Song Zhi couldn't help laughing when he saw these people being easily persuaded. The city gate was not easy to break in the hands of refugees, but they ignored the fact that the ones breaking the gate were not refugees, but strong and regular soldiers.

Sure enough, not long after, there was a 'bang' sound at the door.

The door opened.

Song Zhi saw with his own eyes that the faces of these bandits turned from red to blue, and then from blue to white, and in an instant they looked as pale as death.

Zhang Yi sat there in a daze, unable to believe it. "No, this is impossible, how is this possible!"

The bandits panicked when they realized what was happening and started to flee in all directions.

Unfortunately, the female soldiers didn't give them any chance at all. The moment they raised their feet, they were blocked.

They panicked and tried their best, not even caring about their sworn brother anymore. They just wanted to leave this place because they knew that if they were caught, they would surely die for the sins they had committed.

Now, there was no one to stop Song Zhi.

While the surroundings were in chaos, Song Zhi had his own world.

She walked towards Zhang Yi step by step, smiling faintly, "Your days as a local tyrant are over."

As she spoke, when Zhang Yi had nowhere to retreat, she easily cut his two tendons.

Looking at Zhang Yi's painful expression with satisfaction, Song Zhi said: "People like you shouldn't die so easily. I think someone will want to do it themselves."

After he said this, footsteps suddenly sounded outside.

Soon, Xie Ting and Meng Qi led their soldiers to surround the place.

"Boss, are you okay?"

Xie Ting rushed to the front, looking anxious.

Song Zhi said: "I'm fine, they are the ones who are in trouble."

Seeing that there was no room for resistance, the other bandits immediately knelt down and began to beg for mercy. "We are sorry, we were wrong. We shouldn't have had such evil thoughts. Please spare us. We are willing to work like slaves in the future to repay your kindness in not killing us today."

Song Zhi didn't even look at them. "What a disgusting and vicious group of people. They shouldn't exist in this world."

One sentence determined the life and death of all the bandits.

They wanted to say something else, but Song Zhi said coldly, "No need to say more. If you have anything to say, go to hell and tell it to the innocent people you killed."

As soon as the words fell, the Tianqi soldiers drew their swords and stepped forward.

The screams continued, and soon, only the corpses of bandits were left on the ground.

Looking at these corpses, Song Zhi felt no emotion at all.

She looked down at Zhang Yi and said, "Tell me, where is the dungeon you are talking about?"