Chapter 105 The War Is Coming!

In the Black Wind Village, the news that Qin Ming was leading his army to rush here had been learned.

The head of the family, He Zhiyi, was not surprised but happy, thinking that Qin Ming was going to die!

He immediately arranged for his brothers to prepare for defense in advance.

The sharp wooden fence was dragged out and quickly circled around the Black Wind Village in a square.

Bandits carrying longbows soon stood on the arrow tower.

They looked around, but saw nothing.

Qin Ming's army was still some distance away from the Black Wind Village, but they had been alert in advance.

This was very fatal for the battle.

Because Qin Ming had lost the initiative.

If these bandits in the Black Wind Village were not prepared, and then they were attacked by Qin Ming and his entire army!

Then it would be easier to succeed!

But now, the Black Wind Village is on full alert, and it is difficult to break into it!

In the main hall of the Black Wind Village, He Zhiyi paced left and right, with an inexplicable expression on his face.

It was not because of Qin Ming's matter, but he had received news from Yan'an City before.

Chu Zhongfeng, actually sent someone again!

He Zhiyi still remembers that Xiong Hei and others who were sent last time, but there was no news afterwards.

He Zhiyi didn't know what their purpose and mission were.

Maybe they had left here and returned to Yan'an City?

He Zhiyi would never have thought that Xiong Hei and his group had died at the hands of Qin Ming! Completely buried in Jinsha City!

There was no news about Xiong Hei and others, but at this time, news from Yan'an City was received again.

It was said that another group of people came, and He Zhiyi couldn't help but guess what Chu Zhongfeng was thinking in his heart.

But Chu Zhongfeng's reputation was far-reaching, what exactly was he thinking, how could He Zhiyi easily guess it?

Therefore, He Zhiyi couldn't think of a reason, and could only sigh.

He could only hope that the development of things would be consistent with what he thought.

If they can capture the Sixth Prince, with the support of City Lord Chu, wouldn't their Black Wind Village be more powerful in Lingnan?

At that time...

The scene that He Zhiyi imagined was very beautiful, but the reality was very bleak.

However, he had not waited for Chu Zhongfeng's support, but had received another piece of news first.

The younger brother hurried over, "The boss, I'm coming!"

He Zhiyi showed a hint of joy in his eyes, and said anxiously, "Did City Lord Chu send someone?"

The younger brother shook his head repeatedly, looking nervous.

"It's not City Lord Chu... It's that prince!"

He Zhiyi's face also changed slightly, "Sixth Prince? Come so quickly?!"

But then, he showed a grim smile.

"Humph, since he is rushing to die, then I will fulfill his wish!"

"Let's go! Come with me to see!"

After leaving the hall, he quickly called all the brothers in the village.

When the members of the Black Wind Village heard this, they all picked up their weapons.

The bandits in the Black Wind Village have always been rampant, and they are not afraid even if they hear that the person coming is a prince!

In Lingnan, let alone the prince.

Even if the Emperor Yan comes in person, it doesn't make much difference to them.

In the Black Wind Village, the members of the Black Wind Village gathered together in formation.

On the wide table, there were large bowls of wine.

Seeing that the battle was about to start, He Zhiyi's face was not anxious.

He took a deep breath, picked up the wine on the table and drank it all.

The turbid wine dripped down his neck.

This heroic drinking method, anyone who saw it would have to say, waste.

But for the people in the Black Wind Village, this has long been commonplace.

"Brothers, the battle is imminent, I won't say anything!"

"Drink this bowl of wine, and get ready to fight!"

"Whoever can take down the head of the Sixth Prince will be the fourth boss of our village!"

"The Sixth Prince must not have many men under his command. We must defend the village and win this battle!"

"After winning this battle, our Black Wind Village will be prosperous in the future!"

"..."

He Zhiyi's tone was passionate, inspiring the morale of the brothers around him.

The brothers under his command flushed red and were very excited.

When He Zhiyi finished drinking, they also looked solemn, and one by one they also picked up the wine on the table.

They drank it all in one gulp.

"Bang!"

He Zhiyi took the lead and smashed the wine bowl in his hand to the ground.

The wine bowl broke instantly and broke into pieces.

The rest of his men followed suit.

The crackling sound of breaking sounded.

The wine splashed everywhere, and the aroma of wine instantly filled the mountain stronghold.

"Kill!"

Their murderous voices echoed in the Black Wind Stronghold.

He Zhiyi led a group of brothers and quickly passed the sentries of the Black Wind Stronghold.

The gate of the Black Wind Stronghold was made of wood, but it was hard and full of thorns. The color was dark red. I don't know if it was caused by the blood stains that had been drained or some other reason.

Just looking at it made people shudder and dare not approach.

The brothers of the Black Wind Stronghold pulled the axle disk with great effort, and the gate of the Black Wind Stronghold slowly opened.

From a distance, He Zhiyi had already seen the black dots moving slowly towards here in the distance.

I guess that was the sixth prince of Jinsha City!

He Zhiyi looked from afar, and the black dots in the distance almost formed a line.

The black dots were getting closer and closer, so close that he could roughly see the number of enemies.

After seeing clearly, He Zhiyi's frown relaxed.

His originally tense spirit also eased a little.

He saw clearly that the Sixth Prince had no more than a few thousand soldiers!

It looked like there were only two or three thousand people!

With this amount of troops, he wanted to fight with his Black Wind Village?

Does the Sixth Prince have that strength? !

He Zhiyi's heart was at peace.

"Hmph, brothers, this Sixth Prince underestimates us brothers a little too much!"

"Let him know what Black Wind Village is!"

"Nie Hailong, Zhao Wan, you take the brothers and go get the Sixth Prince's head for me!"

Nie Hailong simply agreed and walked out the door.

But Zhao Wan's face was not so good.

Black Wind Village may have a great chance of winning against the Sixth Prince, but!

This does not mean that the few who took the lead are not in danger.

You know, no matter what, the Sixth Prince has thousands of heavily armored elite soldiers under his command!

Besides!

A tall figure flashed through Zhao Wan's mind.

Fear flashed in his eyes.

And that brave and invincible general!

He can't deal with that alone!

Even with Nie Hailong, the two of them can only hold on for a little longer!

If he takes the lead, he will be crippled even if he doesn't die, right?

If possible, with his personality, he will definitely not take the lead.

But He Zhiyi, the head of his own Black Wind Village, has already said so.

For a while, he couldn't refuse...

Got it!

Zhao Wan touched his neck, his eyes lit up.

He covered his neck and pretended to be in pain.

"The head, the last time we fought, the injury hasn't healed yet, you see..."

Last time, his neck was almost cut off by Guan Yu!

He Zhiyi also remembered this, and his eyebrows were slightly raised.

Immediately, he looked at the person next to him.