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After surrounding them, the leader shouted "Attack", and then those people rushed towards Zhang Liang and his men.

Looking at the bandits who outnumbered them several times, a trace of despair flashed in Zeng Guodong's eyes.

There are only a few of them, and it is impossible for them to fight against multiple parties.

Thinking of this, Zeng Guodong turned his head to look at Zhang Liang and the others, and then said to them: "Master Zhang, we will fight our way out for you later. You take your sisters-in-law and run away quickly!"

When Zhang Liang heard this, his heart tightened. He knew Zeng Guodong was serious.

But he also knew that if he escaped, Zeng Guodong and his men would definitely die at the hands of these people.

He couldn't abandon them, after all, these people could be considered heroes.

In just a few breaths, Zeng Guodong and his men were fighting with the masked men.

Although Zeng Guodong and his men had certain strength, the other side had a large number of people and they soon fell into a disadvantage.

During the fierce battle with the leader, Zeng Guodong suddenly turned around and shouted to Zhang Liang and the others, "Master Zhang, take the ladies and leave here!"

There was anxiety in his voice.

However, just as he spoke, the leader seized the opportunity and chopped him with a knife.

Fortunately, Zeng Guodong reacted quickly and blocked the attack in time, otherwise his head would have been chopped off.

When Zhao Ruoruo, the fourth sister-in-law, heard Zeng Guodong's words, her heart tightened. She pulled Zhang Liang's sleeve and said anxiously, "Uncle, let's get out of here now!"

Her voice revealed her worry about the current situation and her concern for the safety of Zeng Guodong and others.

However, Zhang Liang shook his head, looked at Zhao Ruoruo and the other sisters-in-law with a firm gaze, and said, "Sister-in-law, Master Zeng and the others are all heroes. If we leave, they will be in danger."

"Besides, even if we leave, we'll be caught up in the end. We might as well fight to the death now."

Looking at Zhang Liang's determined eyes, the sisters-in-law fell silent.

They knew that Zhang Liang was right.

Now those masked men have their eyes on them. Once they take care of Zeng Guodong and his men, that will be their death.

After persuading several sisters-in-law, Zhang Liang quickly took them to a relatively safe corner, ensuring that they were temporarily away from the center of the battle.

Zhang Liang then turned to face them and said, "Sisters-in-law, I'm going to help Master Zeng and the others now. Please be careful here. If you encounter any problems, call me immediately!"

His eyes swept across the weapons on the ground, finally stopping on a fallen machete, and then he bent down to pick up the machete.

Zhang Liang murmured softly, his voice filled with a subtle hint of excitement and determination. "I just happened to have obtained Bai Qi's inheritance, but I haven't put it into practice yet. Now let me give it a try and see what Bai Qi's inheritance is like!"

As these words fell, Zhang Liang's eyes became extremely sharp.

Several sisters-in-law stared at Zhang Liang's back as he rushed towards the battlefield, their eyes filled with deep worry.

Wang Yuehan couldn't help but turn her head to look at Qin Youlan, her voice trembling slightly as she said, "Sister-in-law, is Uncle okay? After all, he's just a scholar. How could he fight these fierce bandits?"

Although Qin Youlan was also worried, as the eldest sister-in-law, she knew that she had to be strong at this time to calm everyone's emotions.

She took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound more resolute and calm. "Sisters, don't worry. We have to trust uncle. He will be able to do it. After all, he is a descendant of Duke Wu."

As she spoke, Qin Youlan gently held the hand of her sister-in-law next to her, giving them support and encouragement.

With her comfort, the other sisters-in-law gradually calmed down. Although they were still worried, they also began to pray silently for Zhang Liang.

At this moment, Zhang Liang's figure was like a flash of lightning, suddenly breaking the tranquility of the battlefield. He rushed into the vortex of fierce fighting without hesitation.

At this moment, both Zeng Guodong's side and the masked men showed shocked expressions at the same time, as if they could not believe that a seemingly weak scholar would dare to take the initiative to step into this battlefield where life and death were uncertain.

A complex emotion surged in Zeng Guodong's heart, including admiration for Zhang Liang's courage and deep concern for his safety.

The masked men reacted with contempt and disdain. In their eyes, Zhang Liang was nothing but a ghost who was seeking death without knowing his own limitations. How could a scholar who couldn't even kill a chicken survive under their knives?

A sneer appeared on the corners of their mouths, as if they had foreseen Zhang Liang's tragic end. No one really regarded him as a threat.

Zhang Liang noticed the disdainful looks of the masked men and couldn't help but laugh inwardly.

He knew very well that the identities between hunter and prey could often be reversed in an instant.

Sometimes, the hunter also appears as the prey, and at this moment, he is the "prey" ready to counterattack.

The masked man closest to Zhang Liang rushed towards him with a grin, waving a big knife in his hand.

That smile was full of contempt and disdain for Zhang Liang, as if he had already seen Zhang Liang being chopped to death by him.

However, Zhang Liang's eyes were extremely calm. He held the big knife tightly in his hand, waiting for the best opportunity.

Just as the masked man was about to approach, Zhang Liang swung the sword in his hand forward without hesitation.

With a flash of cold light, a huge human head fell to the ground, and blood splattered all over the ground.

This scene happened so suddenly that the other masked men had no time to react.

After taking care of one, Zhang Liang did not stop, he started looking for the next prey.

Those masked men couldn't even withstand a single blow from him and lost their lives.

The leader finally noticed that something was wrong with Zhang Liang's situation. He frowned and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

After all, many of his men had been killed by Zhang Liang. If this continued, the task assigned by his superiors would not be completed.

He knew very well that if this sudden change could not be resolved quickly, the entire battle situation would be reversed.

So, he didn't hesitate any longer and shouted to his men, "There's something strange about that kid. Get rid of him first!"

Hearing the leader's shout, the remaining masked men turned to look at Zhang Liang, their eyes full of vigilance and hostility.

They knew that this seemingly weak scholar had posed a huge threat to them.

For a moment, the atmosphere on the battlefield became more tense.

All the masked men began to rush towards Zhang Liang, waving their weapons and trying to quickly resolve this sudden change.

Zhang Liang looked at the people rushing towards him, but instead of being afraid, he laughed heartily and said with great pride, "Good job!"

Then, he rushed towards the masked men like a tiger descending from the mountain, and instantly engaged in battle with them.

The broadsword seemed to have life in his hands. Every time he swung it, it was accompanied by a sharp sound of wind, and it accurately cut into the enemy's vital points.

The battle was extremely fierce, but Zhang Liang became more and more courageous. Soon, those masked men fell one after another under Zhang Liang's sword, and no one escaped.

Seeing Zhang Liang so brave, Zeng Guodong and others became more confident and cheered up, launching a fierce counterattack against the remaining enemies.

The enemies, who originally outnumbered them several times, were soon reduced to only a few people under Zhang Liang's leadership.

When the leader saw this scene, he felt a strong sense of unease in his heart.

He looked around and saw that most of his men had fallen, while Zhang Liang was pressing forward with an unstoppable light in his eyes.

He realized that the situation was far beyond his control. If he didn't escape quickly, today would be the end of him.

Just as the leader turned around to escape, Zhang Liang keenly noticed his intention.

Zhang Liang curled his lips into a cold smile and shouted, "Where are you running to?"

Before he finished speaking, the big knife in Zhang Liang's hand turned into a meteor and flew out of his hand, accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking wind, flying straight towards the leader.

The big knife drew a perfect arc in the air and pierced the leader's chest accurately.

The leader felt a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down and saw that his chest had been pierced by a big knife and blood was gushing out like a fountain.

There was a flash of unwillingness and despair in his eyes, and he seemed to want to say something, but in the end it just turned into a muffled groan, and he fell heavily to the ground.

After dealing with the leader, Zhang Liang teamed up with Zeng Guodong and others to deal with the remaining masked men.