In years of famine and drought, their village even rejected fatty meat.

Chapter 283 Courage

"kill!"

Chen Zhong ran headlong into a bandit henchman. The henchman had a ferocious look in his eyes and lunged straight for Chen Zhong's neck with a knife.

For a moment, Chen Zhong panicked and almost instinctively raised his knife to parry.

"clang!"

The henchman's knife was deflected, and Chen Zhong was stunned for a moment before realizing that these thieves...

It doesn't seem as scary as I imagined!

Take the thief who attacked him, for example. Although he had a fierce look in his eyes, he looked extremely thin and weak, and his strength was much less than his own. Otherwise, his knife would not have been so easily deflected by him!

Thinking of this, Chen Zhong immediately mustered his courage and, before the henchman could react, slashed at him with his knife.

"what!"

The henchman, caught off guard, cried out in pain as Chen Zhong slashed his left arm, leaving it instantly covered in blood.

"Cheng-ge'er was right after all, these thieves aren't that powerful!"

Excited by his successful strike, Chen Zhong swung his sword again.

"Fuck him!"

The henchman, no longer caring about the wound on his left arm, rolled away to dodge Chen Zhong's attack.

However, Chen Zhong was relentless and relentlessly pursued him, constantly brandishing his knife.

"Pfft!"

A few breaths later, the henchman who couldn't dodge in time was chopped on the head by Chen Zhong, thus completing the last leg of his journey.

Meanwhile, the other members of the Chenjia Village guard team also engaged the thieves in combat. It was only after they started fighting that they realized that although the thieves might be fierce, they were far weaker than themselves!

"These thieves aren't even as strong as my great-grandmother!"

"That's right! We're much stronger than them, so we don't need to be afraid of them!"

"Damn it, I thought these thieves were really tough, but they're just weak!"

"..."

Realizing that the thieves were not as terrifying as they had imagined, the villagers of Chenjia Village were greatly encouraged and gripped their knives tightly to fight the thieves.

In no time, nearly half of the thirty-odd bandits had been killed, including nearly ten by Chen Cheng alone.

It was only then that the thieves realized what was happening.

"Where did these people come from, and why are they so powerful?"

"How would I know?"

"The boss is dead! Let's run!"

"..."

Looking at the corpses strewn all over the ground, and the leader's unseeing eyes, the remaining thieves were terrified...

They were indeed fierce, but the group that attacked the village was even fiercer!

Especially the burly man at the head, he was a killing machine. He not only killed the leader with one blow, but also killed several of his own men. His clothes were already stained with blood, and he looked like a demon crawling out of hell!

Those who could become bandits were clearly not people with the courage to die. Realizing that Chen Cheng and his men were no match for them, the bandits turned tail and ran without a second thought!

"Trying to run? Chase after them!"

How could Chen Cheng let them escape? He shouted and led Chen Zhong and the others to chase after them.

"Don't even think about running away!"

Chen Zhong caught up with a lone thief and slashed at his back with his sword!

"Pfft!"

The thief's back was instantly torn open, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

"Good sir, please spare my life!"

The thief seemed completely unconcerned about the wound on his back, and repeatedly kowtowed to Chen Zhong, begging for mercy.

Upon seeing this, Chen Zhong hesitated. He was not a bloodthirsty person; in fact, he felt a strong sense of unease when he killed someone for the first time.

Therefore, when I saw the thief begging for mercy, I couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him.

"Die!"

At that moment, a fierce glint flashed in the thief's eyes, and he suddenly sprang up, slashing at Chen Zhong's neck while Chen Zhong hesitated.

close!

Closer!

The thief was excited, as if he could already see Chen Zhong's head separated from his body.

However, at that moment, he suddenly felt a rebounding force coming from the blade.

But Chen Da appeared just in time to Chen Zhong, wielding his sword to block the thief's sneak attack for him.

"hero……"

The thief, whose sneak attack failed, tried to beg for mercy, but Chen Da didn't give him a chance to speak. He slit his throat with a backhand slash!

"Ho ho ho!"

The thief clutched his neck and fell to the ground.

Chen Da looked at Chen Zhong, who was stunned, and asked, "Brother Zhong, are you alright?"

"I'm fine!"

When Zhong Ge'er came to his senses, he stared fiercely at the thief's corpse. Just a moment ago, he almost thought he was going to die, but fortunately Chen Da arrived in time and saved him.

"Zhong-ge'er, we must not be soft-hearted towards these thieves!"

Chen Da earnestly warned, "Otherwise, you'll be the one who dies later!"

"I understand, uncle!"

Chen Zhong nodded seriously. After this incident, he would probably find it difficult to feel any pity or sympathy for these thieves in the future!

"what!"

"Spare my life!"

"Spare my life, my lord!"

"..."

Screams and pleas for mercy echoed throughout the dense forest, startling countless birds.

In less than a quarter of an hour, all the fleeing thieves were caught up by the guards and cut down.

Many members of the guard team also suffered injuries. After all, they had not yet become martial artists. Although they were physically stronger than these bandits, injuries were inevitable in the fight.

Fortunately, no one died, and the injuries were only minor.

"Brother Jiang".

After they regrouped, Chen Cheng instructed Chen Jiang, "Find a few people to take the injured back to the village and have Doctor Su treat them. The rest..."

Chen Cheng looked ahead and said, "Come with me to the village."

Soon, the guards split into two groups: the wounded followed Chen Jiang back to the village, while the others followed Chen Cheng into Black Wind Stronghold.

Although it's called a stronghold, Black Wind Stronghold is actually more like a small village.

At this time, the village was deserted. The few remaining people hid in their homes, peering through the cracks in the windows and walls at Chen Cheng and his group who had entered the village with fear on their faces.

How sharp were Chen Cheng's eyesight?

Naturally, he noticed these gazes and quickly ordered the guards to drive all the people hiding inside the house out.

Looking at the Black Wind Village villagers who had been driven out of their houses, Chen Cheng couldn't help but frown.

There were a dozen or so villagers in total, all of them women, not a single man!

"Are you relatives of those thieves?"

Chen Da's sharp gaze swept over these people. If these people were family members of the Black Wind Stronghold bandits, then their lives would probably be forfeit.

"I'm not!"

A pretty woman who looked to be around twenty years old replied, "I was kidnapped by the thieves from Black Wind Stronghold."