How did I, a mere son-in-law lying down, become a "Fenglang Juxu" (a legendary martial art

Officer Han struggled to open his eyes, managing to squeeze out a weak sound: "Heh...heh..."

Blood and foam spilled from his mouth, and he could no longer speak. He could only look at Liu Shan with pleading eyes.

Upon seeing this, Liu Shan felt a pang of anxiety and quickly squatted down, pressing his hand against Han the constable's chest in an attempt to stop the bleeding, but the blood continued to gush out like a spring.

A flicker of despair crossed Liu Shan's eyes, and his voice choked with emotion: "Hold on! Officer Han, don't close your eyes... You have to hold on!"

Liu Shan was so anxious he almost cried, but there was nothing he could do!

Han the constable's gaze gradually became unfocused. His lips twitched slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he couldn't utter a sound.

Liu Shan's hands trembled as he watched helplessly as that glimmer of life slowly faded away, his heart filled with powerlessness and sorrow.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, but he felt nothing.

Tears mixed with blood smeared his face, and anger burned in his heart.

"Lord Liu, come quick! Sergeant Shen is dying!"

Startled by the sudden shout, Liu Shan turned around and saw that Shen Yi had also fallen into a pool of blood, his breath faint.

Liu Shan suddenly stood up and staggered toward Shen Yi, his heart burning with anxiety.

He knelt beside Shen Yi, only to see that Shen Yi's chest was covered in blood and his breathing was short and weak.

Liu Shan's eyes reddened, and his voice was hoarse: "Squad Leader Shen, hang in there!"

Shen Yi's injuries were slightly less severe than Han's, and he could still manage to speak: "Lord Liu..."

Liu Shan gripped his hand tightly, "Hold on, don't speak! I'll find a way to save you!"

He gritted his teeth, quickly tore off a piece of his clothing, and tried to bandage Shen Yi's wound.

Shen Yi's breath grew weaker and weaker. He pleaded, "Lord Liu, I entrust the surviving brothers to you. Please take them back to Cangzhou..."

Liu Shan's eyes welled up with tears. "You...you mustn't speak!"

"Let me finish what I have to say," Shen Yi continued, "You...you have to promise me first."

Liu Shan's voice choked with emotion as he tightly grasped Shen Yi's hand and nodded emphatically, "I promise you, Shen Yi! Don't worry, I will definitely protect them and bring them back safely."

Shen Yi gripped Liu Shan's hand tightly and said haltingly, "For...for...brothers, avenge them..."

Liu Shan gritted his teeth and nodded vigorously.

Suddenly, Shen Yi's hand loosened and fell limply to the ground.

Liu Shan felt as if his heart was being torn apart, watching helplessly as Shen Yi's breath completely ceased.

"Sergeant Shen! Shen Yi!"

His voice was filled with despair and grief, and tears blurred his vision.

Just then, the heavy door of the blacksmith shop was smashed open with a loud crash, and several figures rushed in. The one leading them was Zhu Youyi.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Youyi's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly ran to Liu Shan's side and asked in a deep voice, "Lord Liu, what's the situation?"

What's the situation?

Liu Shan looked up, tears welling in his eyes, his voice hoarse: "Can't you even look for yourself?"

Zhu Youyi froze, then saw the corpses of Constable Han and Shen Yi. His heart sank, and he quickly ordered his men, "Quick, go and fetch a doctor!"

"No need!" Liu Shan's voice was cold, his gaze sharp as he scrutinized Zhu Youyi.

Zhu Youyi sighed, clasped his hands in a gesture of respect, and said, "Lord Liu, please accept my condolences."

"Condolences? Accept the situation? Their lives are gone just like that!" Liu Shan glared angrily, his fists clenched. "Zhu Youyi, when we needed you most, you were nowhere to be found! Do you know how many brothers died tragically because of this?"

Zhu Youyi said indifferently, "Lord Liu, I've led troops to chase after the man in black. Besides, death is a common occurrence; you have to learn to accept it."

Liu Shan snorted coldly, his gaze sharp as a knife: "Chasing the man in black? And the result? Did you catch him? How many did you kill? How many did you arrest?"

Zhu Youyi argued, "The men in black are very cunning. We lost track of them as soon as we reached the outskirts of the city."

Liu Shan was filled with disappointment. No matter how cunning a person is, he can't outrun a four-legged warhorse!

He stepped forward, grabbed Zhu Youyi's armor, and shouted sternly, "You must give me an explanation today, and give an explanation to the brothers who died tragically!"

Zhu Youyi's eyes also reddened. In this operation, although Liu Shan was the nominal superior, Zhu Youyi's position was actually higher than Liu Shan's. He had been tolerant, but what he got in return was Liu Shan's aggressive behavior.

He shoved Liu Shan away abruptly and growled, "Liu Shan, calm down!"

"Calm down?" Liu Shan pointed at the corpses scattered on the ground and laughed bitterly, "How can you expect me to calm down?"

Zhu Youyi sneered, "How you stay calm is your business. If you act impulsively again, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Liu Shan suddenly laughed. He already had a lot of anger that he had nowhere to vent, and now Zhu Youyi's words were adding fuel to the fire.

He pointed at Zhu Youyi and said, "Today, either you give me an explanation, or one of us will have to leave standing up!"

The atmosphere froze instantly, with both sides on the verge of conflict.

Just then, a shout suddenly came from behind Liu Shan: "Brothers, avenge Officer Han and Sergeant Shen!"

These words were like a fuse, igniting the anger of all the officials present.

The only restraint the officials showed was that they did not draw their swords, but the anger in their eyes could not be concealed. They approached Zhu Youyi step by step, and the atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

The soldiers of the garrison were not weaklings either; they all stepped forward to protect Zhu Youyi, forming a standoff with the officials.

It's unclear who started it, but the two immediately began fighting, exchanging punches and kicks amidst shouts of anger.

Gradually, the thirty garrison soldiers knocked the five wounded officers to the ground one by one.

Although the garrison soldiers were victorious, there was no joy on their faces, because they knew they were in the wrong and were filled with unease.

In the center of the arena, Liu Shan and Zhu Youyi were locked in fierce combat, each move ruthless.

Liu Shan launched a fierce attack, while Zhu Youyi defended in an orderly manner. The two figures intertwined, and the wind from their punches howled.

Liu Shan's eyes burned with rage, and his attacks became increasingly ruthless.

Zhu Youyi was gradually losing ground. He was unwilling to give up and roared, "What are we waiting for? All of you, attack! Kill him!"

The garrison soldiers swarmed forward, but Liu Shan was not afraid at all. Instead, he was full of fighting spirit and his moves became even faster. He used both fists and feet and was able to handle the siege with ease. With his roar, his momentum became stronger and stronger.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Youyi was startled and, in a moment of desperation, drew his sword and slashed at Liu Shan.

However, this was the moment Liu Shan had been waiting for. He dodged the blade with a swift movement, grabbed Zhu Youyi's wrist with his left hand, and twisted it forcefully.

Zhu Youyi cried out in pain as the knife slipped from his hand.

Before he could react, Liu Shan gathered his inner strength in his right fist and struck Zhu Youyi's chest.

Zhu Youyi flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground and unable to get up for a long time.

The soldiers of the garrison rushed to Zhu Youyi's side, and they all gasped in surprise, at a loss for what to do.

Zhu Youyi's steel armor was now riddled with cracks on the chest area, a result of Liu Shan's punch.

Liu Shan coldly surveyed the crowd, his anger still burning, and asked in a deep voice, "Is there anyone else who disagrees?"

The soldiers in the garrison looked at each other, none daring to speak.