Halfway through the brutal fighting, the morale of the rebel army, which suffered heavy casualties, finally completely collapsed and they fled in all directions, no longer having the courage to resist.
Looking around: blood splattered, bones broken, armor cracked, mutilated weapons and corpses everywhere, and blood gathered into a gurgling stream.
The smell of blood filled the entire atrium, and many soldiers who were seriously injured and fell to the ground were wailing, making the place look like a purgatory on earth.
"Hoo, hoo..."
Zhang Yao gasped violently, his eyes were red, and he almost sat down on the ground.
The life-and-death fight in just ten breaths of time consumed his physical strength so much that it was more drained than practicing boxing for an hour.
"How about it, junior brother!"
Meng Zongwei on the side came over and patted him on the shoulder.
His voice came out through the armor's visor, and seemed a bit angry: "Doesn't it feel good to take revenge with your own hands?"
"You were extremely brave just now. You killed at least five or six people."
Zhang Yao waved his hand and was about to speak when he suddenly heard the rich voice of his master Zhou An: "Who saw the captain just now? There seems to be no one in charge of this group of rebels!"
"No."
"No one saw it."
Master Guanyuan held the sword, blood dripping down the edge of the sword, and he said loudly: "Not only the captain, but also the leaders were not seen, most likely they ran away!"
"Everyone, we need to get rid of the roots. We must not let them escape!"
There was still a trace of anxiety in his heart: this group of rebels had been defeated, but the leader was still alive, so there was still a possibility of regrouping.
Once the men from these martial arts schools and escort bureaus are gone and the rebels come back, he alone will not be able to defend the Qingping Palace.
"Yes, eradicate the roots!"
The several museum owners looked at each other and made a decision immediately: "Leave a few people to finish the damage, and the rest will separate and hunt down the fleeing rebels."
"Especially the leading captain and several leaders. They must not have gone far yet, and there is still a chance to catch up."
"yes!"
Everyone responded in unison and scattered.
Zhang Yao also joined the chasing team, and together with Meng Zongwei and Zhang Yannian, they chose a direction to pursue.
…………
Cuiping Mountain, back mountain.
The big man with the beard was running away like a bereaved dog.
As he was escaping, he kept tearing off his shoulder pads, hand guards and other armor parts so that he could run faster. His expression was extremely frightened.
He turned his head to look from time to time, fearing that there would be a pursuer in his sight.
"Damn, damn!!"
"They must be the remnants of the Qingping Palace! The beasts that killed a thousand swords..."
He kept cursing in his heart, and his intestines turned green with regret.
When the alarm bell rang, he was still playing with women and almost fainted from fright.
With the help of two personal soldiers, he hurriedly put on his armor and ran to the atrium to try to command his men, but he was stunned after just one glance.
massacre!
One-sided massacre!
More than twenty warriors wearing heavy armor are simply killing machines on the battlefield, not to mention the leading ones who look like perfection level masters!
When he came back to his senses, his first thought was - it's over, it's all over!
So, without saying a word, he abandoned his men and ran away. The remaining soldiers and leaders also followed the same example and fled in all directions, not even having time to collect the gold and silver.
"Damn it!"
The big man with a beard regretted very much at this moment that he had not paid attention to the few remnants who escaped from the Qingping Palace.
As a result, in the blink of an eye, the other party found such a powerful group of warriors through some unknown means and came directly to kill him, destroying everything he had.
"When I escape, I must..."
His mind was in chaos, he gritted his teeth, and subconsciously turned his head again to check on his pursuers.
But this time, he was in a hurry and failed to see clearly. He accidentally stepped on the air and fell suddenly, rolling down the cliff.
"No……"
He howled in horror and fell down the cliff seven to eight feet. His body rolled several times, twitched twice, and then stopped moving.
…………
More than an hour later.
Everyone gathered in the Qingping Palace again to exchange their results.
"Falled to death?"
Zhang Yao looked strange and couldn't help but said: "Didn't you say that his martial arts is not weak? How could he fall to death?"
"It was dark and I couldn't see clearly. I was panicking and running in a hurry. It was normal for me to slip and fall to my death."
Zhou An shrugged and said casually: "I followed the clues and found his body at the foot of the cliff. This way of death was considered an advantage for him."
Zhang Yao shook his head and thought to himself: "I'm still not cautious enough..."
"I have occupied Qingping Palace for several months, but I have not yet become familiar with the surrounding terrain and have not planned an escape route. It is really not unfair to die."
The leader is dead, and there are not many soldiers who escaped, and after being scattered and pursued, there are probably only a few left, and there is no need to worry about it anymore.
This time the surprise attack on Qingping Village was a complete victory.
"Master!"
A disciple from the Hongyun Martial Arts School hurried over and whispered: "I discovered the treasure house and a secret room in the Qingping Palace, as well as many plundered women from good families."
"Um……"
After hearing this, several hall owners and bodyguards immediately discussed it, and the result was soon reached.
According to the previous agreement, the wealth and treasures accumulated in Qingping Palace will naturally belong to the three major martial arts schools and the two major escort bureaus.
Therefore, everyone decided to pack the gold and silver belongings first, take them away together after dawn, and escort the bullied women from good families down the mountain.
As for how to distribute gold and silver, we can wait until the Qingping Palace True Tradition is obtained. After all, this True Tradition is what they value most.
…………
Two hours later.
When a group of people appeared in Surabaya Town, they immediately caused a huge sensation.
After learning that the group of rebels entrenched in Qingping Palace had been destroyed, the local people were overjoyed and rushed to tell each other, only to celebrate with loud gongs and drums.
Mr. Huang from Sishui Town immediately invited everyone into his mansion and held a banquet for them.
At a banquet, the guests and hosts enjoy themselves happily.
In the middle of the banquet, Mr. Huang took the initiative to take on the problem of dealing with those women from good families. Naturally, everyone was happy and relaxed, leaving the problem of dealing with the aftermath to him.
Just after the banquet ended, the Huang Mansion sent someone to the farm, and the servant who informed Qingzhuo of the news also came back with Qingzhuo.
"Great, great..."
Qingzhuo's face seemed to still have traces of tears, and his eyes were slightly red and swollen.
But he was undoubtedly in a very happy mood, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off him.
"Thank you all for your kindness, I will never forget it!"
Qingzhuo saluted with great gratitude, and Master Guanyuan on the side also saluted and said in a deep voice:
"Your kindness will be remembered by me, Qingping Palace."
"According to the previous agreement, the old Taoist should also hand over to you the "Taiyi Huntian Gong" that is truly taught in my palace..."
