Chapter 24: The Record of Destroying Bandits – The Slaughter of the Village

After giving the Fat man some advice, Mo Xiaobai specially checked the Huaxia Region and Great Han Dynasty player channels.

As expected, there was a lot of discussion on the channels, and Mo Xiaobai could feel countless waves of resentment rushing toward him through the Light Screen.

“You can’t blame me. Even if I didn’t take the fall, the Intellect Brain would have found another excuse to launch this bandit purge. Trying to hide is impossible,” Mo Xiaobai thought. Aside from finding the Intellect Brain’s attempt to shift the blame somewhat despicable, he actually supported the Intellect Brain’s actions.

With hundreds of billions of Lords on the entire Plane, the number was simply too high.

Even though the Plane’s total area was a hundred times larger than the surface area of Water Blue Star, trying to fit billions of constantly expanding Lords was just a pipe dream.

It was better to give up now than to wait for them to be swallowed up in a few months or a year or two.

Although the Plane focused on raising Lords, not everyone had to become a Lord. Given the extremely high freedom of the Lord Plane, there were many other paths to explore besides becoming a Lord.

“I remember that in my past life, among the huge number of Players who were forced to change careers after losing their territories, many special individuals emerged. Their skills were no worse than those of Great Lords. Moreover, even those who were Lords could choose to be different types of Lords. Not everyone had to follow the path of leveling up, developing, and producing troops and resources.”

Mo Xiaobai remembered very clearly that three or four years later in his past life, all kinds of Territories would bloom with brilliance on the Plane.

There were Sect Territories, Mercenary Territories, and agricultural and pastoral farm Territories. Even several former entertainment idols joined forces to build an entertainment city, which was also a very luxurious Territory.

“However, these were some rather special choices. Most Players still stuck to the most mainstream Territory construction. After all, in any world, the strong always ruled.”

Mo Xiaobai was just bored, so he let his imagination run wild and recalled these memories. After wandering around the Player Forum for a while longer, he finally turned his attention back to his surroundings when Ergouzi, who had been missing all afternoon, returned with several wheat cakes.

“Here, take these. Hurry up and eat, then we must continue our journey.”

Ergouzi tossed the wheat cakes at Mo Xiaobai and stood at the entrance, staring at them. Mo Xiaobai glanced at the dirty wheat cakes and had no appetite at all. He only tore off a small piece, giving the rest to Ma Laoliu and the others.

After the group had a small snack to fill their bellies, Ergouzi immediately urged them to get up. He led Mo Xiaobai back to the front stronghold, where seventy or eighty young and strong bandits had already gathered in the open square.

“As I thought, that fellow has taken the bait,” Mo Xiaobai thought with a cold smile, looking at Tiger Lord, the bandit chief, standing at the very front of the bandits.

Profit made them lose their sanity; this kind of person was exactly what the saying referred to.

A group of nearly a hundred mountain bandits left the mountain under the cover of night. Tiger Lord seemed to retain the last shred of his sanity, knowing that the bandits should remain as hidden as possible and avoid causing too much commotion.

Even so, Mo Xiaobai still found it funny.

Because the moment he had climbed up the mountain, the fate of Tiger Head Stronghold was already sealed.

Less than two or three hours after Mo Xiaobai, Ma Laoliu, and the others left with the Tiger Head Stronghold bandits, another group of people quietly visited the bandit stronghold, which clearly had very little defense left.

Leading this group was none other than Li Ji.

Following Li Ji were forty year-old strong bandits from Eagle Beak Mountain, or rather, now they should be called villagers from Daming Village.

“Tonight, not a single soul is allowed to escape.”

Li Ji was not a person with moral purity complex. With Tiger Head Stronghold reduced to a group of old and weak people and a few young strong men, it would be easier for him to attack, not harder due to any other considerations.

With Li Ji leading the way, the other forty people also revealed cold smiles.

For a while, this group of theirs had been quite frustrated at Eagle Beak Mountain. After the former chief, He Chun, was severely injured, it seemed like anyone could bully them.

Now, finally, it was their turn to bully others.

The forty people quietly ascended the mountain. Li Ji acted first. Holding He Chun’s steel bow, he quietly aimed at the only lookout and let out a soft “whoosh” sound. The long arrow struck the lookout in the chest, and the man collapsed immediately.

After dealing with the lookout, Li Ji waved his right hand, and four men instantly leaped out from behind him.

Some climbed the walls, others climbed the trees. Within four or five breaths, they were all inside the bandit stronghold. They then opened the Village Gate and welcomed Li Ji and the thirty-some people behind him inside.

Under Li Ji’s command, the forty young and strong men charged into Tiger Head Stronghold. It was almost no different from wolves entering a flock of sheep. Even if a few young bandits tried to resist, they were instantly slashed down by Li Ji’s sword, except for one who was the most cowardly.

“Do you know why I’m sparing your life?”

“N-no, I don’t know.”

“Because you are afraid of death,” Li Ji said with a faint smile, pointing at the Stone Stele marking the founding of Tiger Head Stronghold. “Break it, and I will let you live one more day.”

“Ahh! Chief, if you know, he will, he will take my life!”

“If you don’t go, I can take your life right now.”

Li Ji’s eyes narrowed sharply. He didn’t have time to waste on this matter. Besides the young and strong, they had already captured many old and weak people, so it was entirely possible to let those others do the work. The only difference was that they would have to slightly adjust the plan later.

“I-I-I’ll go. I’ll go right now!”

Facing the threat of life and death, the cowardly bandit had nothing more to say. Staggering, he picked up a broken knife with a chipped edge, shouted at the Stone Stele with a flushed face, and struck it down with a single blow.

“Boom~”

The seemingly sturdy Stone Stele of the bandit stronghold collapsed instantly at that moment.

The entire Tiger Head Stronghold was finished.

Since the Stone Stele that was finally broken was not by Li Ji or the villagers from Daming Village, no notification from the Intellect Brain appeared, and even Tiger Lord, who was on the way, remained completely unaware of it.

“My Lord, the battlefield is cleared. How should we deal with the old and weak bandits inside the stronghold?”

“One living captive is enough. Leave the rest of them no mercy.”

After Li Ji spoke these words, the cowardly bandit beside him was so terrified that he sat down heavily on the ground.

Where on earth did this God of Slaughter come from?

If he had reacted just a bit slower, he would have truly been killed.

The sound of killing lasted for nearly a full minute. When the entire Tiger Head Stronghold finally fell silent, blood covered the inside and outside of the stronghold.

…

What happened at Tiger Head Stronghold was known to no one except the perpetrators.

Even the bandit chief, Tiger Lord, was only thinking about rushing to the east as quickly as possible to get his share of the spoils; he was completely unaware that his home base had already been raided.

Traveling at the end of the column for a whole day, Mo Xiaobai secretly guessed that Li Ji must have succeeded, but he would certainly not be kind enough to remind him. Looking at the target stronghold growing closer ahead, Mo Xiaobai’s thoughts were mostly of curiosity. He was curious about what difficulty level gift the Intellect Brain had prepared for him.

Tiger Head Stronghold was one that he had lured out, so that obviously didn’t count. However, at that bandit gathering stronghold, there should have been several bands of bandits from different factions.

“I have brought strategies to tackle Hell difficulty. Intellect Brain, don’t let me down. If there are too few bandits, I will have zero sense of accomplishment.”