Whoosh.
Before the men could swing their swords, a twirling wind ripped through their bodies.
And their bodies splattered into pieces.
When more of the men came at Ho Ming, he thrust his sword onto the ground.
Boom!
Explosions ensued and the men that came streaming in Ho Ming's direction had their legs blown off.
"Argh."
Soon, there were cries of pain that howled in the wooden fortress.
"You heard that?" Soldiers that were resting in the army campsite heard the commotions and asked.
"They must be having a party again. These robbers just don't have any shame." Another soldier replied.
Both nodded as they were used to the robbers celebrating after killing the hostages and keeping the ransom.
Although the soldiers didn't like the robbers, they had to tolerate them as the Lord Marquis of Zhen Nan got part of his funding from them.
It was crucial to have the funds for the rebellion and they had better not screw it up for the Lord.
