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The closer the team got to the mountain, the more a tense atmosphere spread among the troops. The surrounding trees rustled in the night wind, as if whispering some unsettling omen. With every step the soldiers took, they felt their hearts racing, sweat dripping down their foreheads, gripping their weapons tightly in anxiety.
Wong Ji couldn't help but grip the reins tightly, filled with anxiety and doubt. His gaze occasionally swept around, trying to spot any potential threats lurking in the darkness. Although he was deeply dissatisfied with Li Mu, he knew that this operation was crucial and could not afford any mistakes.
In contrast, Li Mu appeared relaxed, as if this mission was just another routine task for him. His steps were steady, and his eyes radiated calmness and confidence. Suddenly, two figures appeared—Two and Number Three. They jumped down gracefully from the trees and landed silently in front of Li Mu, their movements akin to hunting beasts.
Two and Number Three whispered something to Li Mu, who remained calm, listening intently to their report. A few seconds later, Li Mu nodded slightly, signaling for Two and Number Three to withdraw. He then turned around and coldly looked at Wong Ji, his gaze carrying a hint of chilling light.
"The target is right up there," Li Mu's voice was icy and firm, each word carrying immense authority. "They are having a banquet in the village; this is an excellent opportunity for an ambush... and it seems there are no potential threats."
Hearing these words, Wong Ji felt a surge of excitement but also a twinge of nervousness. A flicker of hesitation crossed his eyes before he suppressed his unease and coldly said, "Good, we act immediately!"
Li Mu smiled slightly and nodded, signaling the team to continue moving forward. Under his command, the team swiftly advanced toward the mountaintop. The soldiers were tense yet excited, filled with anticipation for completing their mission.
As the team drew closer to the summit, the atmosphere grew increasingly tense. Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed ahead without daring to slacken their focus. In the distance, the lights of the village flickered; faint sounds of villagers singing and laughing could be heard from their ongoing banquet.
Wong Ji rode his horse with piercing eyes, feeling the tension of the impending battle. He drew his sword high above his head; its blade glimmered coldly in the moonlight. His voice rang out loud and powerful through the night air, rallying the soldiers' spirits.
"Draw your swords! Prepare to charge!" Wong Ji's voice was filled with immense authority and determination. "For wealth and your positions! Annihilate that village! Charge!"
Upon hearing the command, the soldiers drew their swords one after another, spirits lifted as flames of battle ignited in their eyes. They understood that this operation was not only about success or failure but also about their futures and destinies. Each one gripped their weapons tightly, filled with resolve and courage.
Under Wong Ji's command, the soldiers let out roars of fury as they charged toward the village on the hillside. Their steps were hurried and swift, moving like an unstoppable torrent forward.
Li Mu stood aside, coldly watching everything unfold. His gaze was sharp, carefully observing the soldiers' movements. Two and Three also stood quietly beside him, their eyes glimmering with immense calmness and vigilance. The three of them did not intend to directly join the melee; instead, they climbed up a tree to overlook the entire battlefield from above, silently watching the soldiers' progress.
Wong Ji's horse hooves thundered, echoing along the mountain path as he led his soldiers bravely forward. Everyone felt the intense atmosphere of battle, their hearts filled with immense passion and strength. Their footsteps shattered the night's tranquility as they rapidly advanced toward the target village.
Li Mu watched coldly, but his mind was quickly calculating each step of action. He knew that the success or failure of this battle would determine the situation ahead, and he needed to maintain a clear mind to make the most accurate judgments.
Two and Three also quietly observed, their gazes sharp as eagles, capturing every subtle change. They understood that their mission was not only to support this raid but also to ensure the smooth execution of the entire operation.
As the soldiers drew closer to the village, Wong Ji's heart brimmed with anticipation and excitement. He knew that if this operation succeeded, his status would be greatly elevated, and his future would be bright. His eyes sparkled with determination as his sword cut through the night sky, pointing toward the village ahead.
"Charge!" Wong Ji shouted again, his voice like a war drum, inspiring the soldiers' fighting spirit.
The soldiers let out roars like wild beasts as they surged forward. Their steps were hurried, their movements swift; each one was filled with a desire for battle and passion. Li Mu, Two, and Three remained quietly perched in the tree, calmly observing everything while waiting for the best moment to act.
Halfway through the night’s events, Dashan suddenly sensed something amiss. His brow furrowed as he seemed to hear a faint sound nearby that filled him with unease. As time passed, that sound became increasingly distinct; he finally realized it was the sound of soldiers moving from the foot of the mountain, mixed with clashing weapons.
Dashan's heart raced as sweat dripped down his forehead. He alertly looked around to confirm the source of the sound. Suddenly, a loud charge echoed from afar; it sounded like thunder splitting the night sky, causing him to tense up immediately.
He slammed his hand on the table and shouted, "Be careful! There are enemies!"
His shout rang out loudly in the stillness of the night, startling the surrounding villagers. Panic spread among them; before they could react, two drunken men at the village entrance were suddenly gutted by charging soldiers, blood splattering everywhere as screams echoed throughout the village.
A soldier on horseback drew his sword and charged at the forefront; it was none other than Wong Ji. His eyes sparkled with immense anger and determination as his sword sliced through the air with a chilling murderous intent. The sound of his horse's hooves thundered as he led a group of soldiers swiftly into the village.
Wong Ji's voice was filled with authority and coldness: "Kill them all! Leave not one alive!"
The soldiers charged at the villagers like wolves, swords flashing, bringing a wave of bloodshed and chaos. The villagers were in a panic, fleeing in all directions, and the joyful atmosphere of the evening was instantly replaced by fear and despair.
Dashan witnessed this scene, his heart filled with immense anger and sorrow. He knew that these innocent villagers would become victims of the raid, and he had to protect his family, leading them away from this disaster.
He quickly grabbed Xiao Yun and Chunhua, urgently saying, "Hurry! We need to get out of here!"
Xiao Yun and Chunhua followed Dashan in panic, their eyes filled with fear and unease. They understood what this raid meant, but all they could do now was escape as quickly as possible and find a way to survive.
In the chaos, Dashan protected his family while searching for a safe exit. His heart was filled with unwavering determination; no matter how many difficulties lay ahead, he would protect his family and find the light and hope that belonged to them.
Wong Ji's voice still echoed in the night sky, bringing waves of fear and despair. The sound of soldiers' footsteps grew closer, filling every corner of the village with danger and the scent of death. In this darkness, everyone had to confront their fears and challenges to find hope for survival and a future.
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