Yin Zhu's face turned pale, instinctively trying to rush out of the military tent, but Tu Bai held her tightly: "There is still fighting outside, with our skills, going out would only cause more chaos."
The boiling blood of Yin Zhu cooled down a bit, and she ceased to move.
In the midst of battle frenzy, Meng Sanbao's eyes were fierce, unable to pay heed to the wounds on his left arm, as he fiercely swung his long knife with his right hand.
Qin Hu was also bleeding, fortunately only lightly injured, as he too continued to brandish his knife and fight bravely.
Jiang Shaohua stood motionless, still holding a long spear. Zhu Yidao's corpse hung from the spearhead, almost drained of blood, a scene of overwhelming impact.
After about the time it takes for incense to burn, all the bandits were thoroughly eradicated.
The personal soldiers, still uneasy, checked diligently, beheading each of them. They dragged a dozen corpses away, hanging them outside the Wooden Village.
