Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

Liu Yueli, with the secret guards and the village's "embroiderers" (who were now holding poisoned steel needles and short blades), appeared and disappeared in the chaotic camp, specifically targeting officers and messengers, further exacerbating the chaos.

Under the general's flag, Chang Baishan and Wang Biao fought in a group.

Swords flashed and sparks flew.

Wang Biao's sword was powerful and heavy, while Chang Baishan's advantage was his flexibility and cunningness, and his every move hit the vital points.

The guards around wanted to step forward to help, but were blocked by the secret guards and villagers.

"The thief shall die!"

Wang Biao fought for a long time without success and became impatient and irritable, so he suddenly attacked with all his strength and split Huashan!

A cold light flashed in Chang Baishan's eyes. Instead of retreating, he advanced, slid down, and narrowly avoided the blade. He swung the ring-handled sword upwards, accurately cutting through the front leg tendons of Wang Biao's horse!

The warhorse neighed miserably and fell to its knees. Wang Biao screamed in shock and rolled off the horse in a panic.

Before he could stand up, the cold blade was already on his neck.

"Wang Junwei, you lose."

Chang Baishan's voice was calm, yet it carried unquestionable power.

The main general was captured, food and grass were burned, the camp was in chaos, and there were unknown numbers of "bandit soldiers" harassing from the outside... The government army completely collapsed.

The soldiers threw away their armor and weapons, fled in all directions, and countless people trampled on each other.

When the first ray of morning light pierced the darkness, the once aggressive thousand-man county soldier had turned into a fleeing army all over the mountains and plains.

The valley was filled with the villagers' triumphant cheers and the desperate cries of the government troops.

Chang Baishan stepped on Wang Biao's chest, pointed his sword at the devastated battlefield below the mountain, and shouted at the bloodstained but fiery-eyed villagers who had gathered around him:

"Brothers! We won! We defeated a thousand government troops! From today on, no one will dare to call us peasants at the mercy of others! We now have a name!"

He suddenly raised the captured flag of General Wang Biao, threw it to the ground and stepped on it with his feet.

"This flag is our battle flag! Our name is taken from this flag! We are..."

He looked around at everyone and his voice shook the valley:

"Ever-Victorious Army!"

"Ever-Victorious Army!"

"Ever-Victorious Army!"

The thunderous roars resounded through the sky, announcing the rise of a new force.

The news seemed to have grown wings and flew in all directions.

"Have you heard? A victorious army has emerged from Lijiaao! They have defeated the thousand-man army of County Lieutenant Wang Biao!"

"Is this true? The government troops are so powerful..."

"It's absolutely true! My cousin was in the neighboring village and saw the fleeing soldiers running over! I heard the leader's surname was Chang, and he was a hero who looked like a god from heaven!"

"The government won't let us live, the Ever-Victorious Army is here to fight them! Let's go and join the Ever-Victorious Army!"

In the following days, Lijiaao, a previously unknown small mountain village, became the center of the storm.

The surrounding villages that had suffered from oppression, the refugees who had nowhere to go, and even some small gangs of bandits who were forced to survive by the government, all brought their families, simple weapons and filled with anger, and rushed in like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

The bluestone slab at the entrance of the village, which was once used to teach literacy, has now become a "place for joining the army."

Changbaishan welcomes everyone, but sets strict rules.

Do not disturb the people, do not plunder, obey orders, live and die together!

Liu Yueli quickly organized the logistics and integrated and distributed the supplies that Chu Ying continuously brought in and the meager belongings brought by the refugees.

In the threshing ground, the slogans of drill training were even more majestic.

In the mountains and forests, the figures setting traps and practicing coordination are more densely populated.

In the brightly lit classroom, the teachings are no longer just about attack and defense.

But it is a more complex battle formation and military strategy.

The clashing sound of abacus beads, the clinking of forged weapons, and the threading of leather armor are intertwined to create a symphony full of strength and hope.

Chang Baishan stood on the high slope behind the village, looking at the bustling scene of people at the foot of the mountain, and the peaks in the distance.

He knew that the small pond of Lijiaao could no longer accommodate this latent dragon that was about to rise from the abyss.

"Yueli."

He looked at the woman beside him who was also gazing into the distance.

"Those scattered soldiers and camps are all minions. Wang Biao is a thug, the Liu family is a bully, and the county magistrate is an accomplice... This layered network of cannibalism must be overturned from the root."

Liu Yueli gently stroked the cold steel needle on her waist with a firm look in her eyes.

“General, the secret guards have discovered the county city’s defenses, and the Tongbao Pavilion caravan can serve as our eyes and ears at any time.

Where should I strike the first blow?

Chang Baishan grinned, his eyes as sharp as knives.

Pointing directly to the outline of the city outside the mountain, which is faintly visible in the twilight:

"Let's start from the county town where the Liu family is! Use the blood of the Liu family to sacrifice our flag!"

Three days later, the grain market in the county town suddenly became turbulent.

"Liu's Rice Shop was robbed last night! Thirty carts of new rice disappeared!"

Before dawn, Tongbao Pavilion's spies had already slipped the secret report into Liu Yueli's hands.

She traced her fingertips across the charcoal-drawn route map towards Changbai Mountain.

"The mule carts carrying grain deliberately left hoof prints, and all of them went through three forked roads to Black Wind Ridge, the lair of the bandit 'Mountain Leopard'."

Chang Baishan sneered.

"Give the Liu family a knife so they think they've found the real culprit."

That night, the study in the county magistrate's mansion was brightly lit with candles.

Old Master Liu was leaning on an agarwood cane, and his voice was poisonous.

"Did the Black Wind Leopard dare to touch the Liu family's food? Skin him!"

The county magistrate stared at another urgent report on the table with a frown on his face.

"This morning, the western suburbs salt fields were burned. A leopard head totem was painted on the wall... but the salt workers who escaped said they heard the bandits mention the Ever-Victorious Army distributing grain."

"Just them?"

Old Master Liu snorted coldly and waved his hand directly towards the darkness.

That night, dozens of teams set out and sneaked into the wilderness.

On the other side, Liu Yueli's secret guards were like ink in water, spreading rumors in teahouses, docks, and gambling houses.

"Have you heard? The Ever-Victorious Army has already joined forces with the Mountain Leopard! Are the government troops going to suppress the bandits? I'm afraid they won't even be able to find their lair!"

"The Liu family is offering a 1,000-tael reward for capturing Chang Baishan? Ha, he was drinking at the South City Liquor Store last night! The shopkeeper was so scared he peed his pants!"

"The widow of the King of East City saw with her own eyes that the Ever-Victorious Army buried all the looted salt in the Wild Wolf Valley!"

The rumor, wrapped in the sharp thorns of truth, pierced the Liu family's ears.

The housekeeper hurriedly reported.

"Grandpa, twenty bags of official salt were dug up in Wild Wolf Valley! But... there's a hidden mark embroidered with the word 'Liu' on the bottom of the bags!"

"What? These bastards!"

Old Master Liu smashed the teacup and his face changed suddenly.

That was the official salt he embezzled last month! The Ever-Victorious Army even found out about this?

He never imagined that one day these businesses he had hidden would be uncovered and exposed to the public.

If the imperial court knew about this, he would definitely be in big trouble.

Judging from the current situation, the court will probably know about it soon.

At this moment, he really felt that the sky was falling!