After traveling through time, I was raised by a little brat

In just a short time, the bandits on the edge of the cliff fell one after another. At this time, the only one who was still conscious and standing steadily was the third bandit, Tuo Liangdu.

It turned out that this jar of wine was specially buried here shortly after he first arrived on this mountain. He hadn't been forced to join these bandits out of his own will, so this jar of wine was a way for him to escape. He quickly took the antidote and began pouring wine for his brothers one by one.

After waiting quietly for about half an hour, Tang Qi finally led his men up the mountain. At this moment, except for the group of bandits who had collapsed on the cliff, the rest of the bandits had already gathered at the entrance of the mountain stronghold.

They piled all their weapons outside the stronghold's gate, a short distance away from themselves. Among these people, the elderly, the weak, women, and children made up the vast majority, but strangely, there were almost no children to be seen.

Later, under the guidance of the third bandit, Tang Qi and his group successfully reached the edge of the cliff. They saw the bodies of numerous bandits lying here and there. Their faces looked no different from usual, and they were much more energetic than the group of bandits who had just seen them at the entrance of the mountain stronghold.

Although the third bandit had described the situation clearly in the letter he had sent, Tang Qi's rage still surged to a fever pitch when he saw the corpses of so many children. He could hardly contain himself. He swung his arms and roared, "Kill!"

His eyes flashed, and he quickly drew the gleaming sword from his waist with his right hand. Without hesitation, he thrust it towards the bandits lying on the ground. However, perhaps due to nervousness or lack of combat experience, the first thrust of the sword went a little off-center and didn't hit the vital part accurately.

But even so, the bandit who was originally in a coma on the ground couldn't help but frown, and the muscles on his face tensed up instantly, as if he could feel the impending threat of death.

Without mercy, he swiftly drew his sword and launched a flurry of stabbing attacks. One strike, two strikes, three strikes… Each strike was filled with rage and determination, until the bandit beneath him was completely still.

Meanwhile, Liao Xinyin, who was supposed to be guarding the third bandit, Tuo Liangdu, witnessed Tang Qi's heroic act, and his long-buried fighting spirit ignited. He decisively ordered the Yingtian Prefecture troops to keep an eye on the other bandits, then, gripping his sword hilt tightly with both hands, he pounced on the remaining bandits like a tiger.

The two men were completely focused, not daring to let their guard down for even a moment. One by one, they launched deadly attacks on the bandits. Swords flashed, blood splattered everywhere, staining the ground beneath their feet red. After a fierce battle, several bandits finally fell to their swords.

By this time, Tang Qi was already panting, exhausted and gasping for air. Although he had practiced martial arts with Ah Da and the others before, his heavy daily schedule limited his training time and the intensity was far from enough. Now, after this real-life battle, he deeply realized the huge gap between himself and the Yingtianfu army. These soldiers were not only agile but also full of energy. They had also made the arduous climb up the mountain and killed multiple enemies without shedding a single drop of sweat.

The children's tiny, fragile remains finally rested in peace after being carefully buried by the remaining Tuo Liangdu and his men. Meanwhile, the bodies of the once evil and unscrupulous bandits were left to lie exposed in the wilderness, unattended. This served as both punishment and a warning to them for their crimes.

Descending the mountain, Tang Qi led over 400 voluntarily captive bandits with a commanding presence, his strides firm and powerful, his momentum unwavering. He held his head high, his eyes gleaming, like a hero returning from triumph. The bandits following him, though deprived of their freedom, seemed somewhat in high spirits. Tuo Lao San had said that the imperial edict of amnesty was merely exile, and that one could still forge a career in the land of exile.

Liao Xinyin was uncontrollably excited, dancing with joy, his face brimming with unconcealable joy. His usual calm and dignified demeanor had vanished, replaced by a young man full of energy and passion. As he walked, he recounted the highlights of the battle to those around him, his voice booming and drawing everyone's attention.

This operation was a first-time victory! Thinking of this, Tang Qi and Liao Xinyin couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. They wondered: Now let's see what the students at Yingtian Academy have to say. This was real combat, not just some mock battles that only discussed military strategy on paper.

On their return journey, they sang with joy, their cheerful songs echoing through the valley. Birds in the trees, startled, fluttered their wings and fled. The sun shone down on them, illuminating faces filled with triumphant joy. In that moment, all the fatigue and hardship were cast aside, leaving only joy and pride.

In the ancient school,

The students of the Imperial College shine brightly.

They are diligent in learning and pursuing truth.

Passing on the flame of culture.

They studied hard day and night, not afraid of hardship,

Write glory with wisdom and sweat.

They have noble character and good behavior.

They are pillars of society.

Study in the Imperial College, an excellent role model,

Their spirit will be passed on forever.

Let us sing for them together,

Praise their talents and virtues.

It is said that this was originally a song created by a group of students in the Imperial College who thought they were extremely smart to show off their talents. It was once widely sung among many students in the Imperial College.

Tang Qi, born into a distinguished family, had always been a proud and arrogant individual. The fact that he had achieved such a brilliant victory with zero casualties during this bandit-suppression campaign had made him feel a little elated and carried away. Just then, Liao Xinyin, standing beside him, broke into the song, and Tang Qi joined in, their voices echoing throughout the valley.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, the students from Yingtian Academy, who had been waiting there for a long time, gathered around them. Upon learning how easily they had wiped out this group of vicious bandits, everyone's faces were filled with disbelief. However, looking at the dejected bandits, they couldn't help but believe what they saw.

After this battle, Tang Qi's fame spread far and wide. His heroic deeds spread like wildfire throughout the schools of Yingtian Prefecture, becoming a legendary story passed down from mouth to mouth. From then on, Tang Qi's name became a household name, and everyone admired this young talent.