At He Tong's signal, Yang Ning and the three of them got off the carriage, and the five sergeants formed a circle to protect them. Everyone carefully and slowly climbed the slope, poked their heads out, and looked ahead.

I saw that the official road in front of them was just between two high mountains, and there happened to be a relatively open place more than 200 meters in front of them, and there was a dense forest at the foot of the mountain.

Dozens of bandits, armed with all kinds of knives, guns and weapons, rushed out of the ambush woods in a swarm of shouts and shouts, intercepting a small caravan composed of more than a dozen people passing by, ferociously waving the weapons in their hands, and ruthlessly slaughtering these innocent merchants.

There were no skilled warriors in the small caravan to escort them, only a few rough men resisted desperately, and this kind of battle was a one-sided slaughter.

Yang Ning and the others saw severed limbs and stumps flying around from a distance, spraying blood staining the nearby grass and trees red, and even saw a flying head, staring at a pair of unwilling eyes and throwing it on the grass.

The bloody scene made Yang Ning's father and son and Wu Xu pale, their stomachs like boiling water, and they were nauseous and vomiting.

The massacre was over in half an hour, and none of the more than ten members of the small caravan were able to escape. The victorious bandits laughed maniacally as they carried the caravan's caravan, leaving behind a trail of corpses, and roared into the woods to return to their den of thieves.

Before this group of thieves was about to disappear into the woods, the last middle-aged bandit with a burly figure, a chicken nest with messy hair, a four-foot thick back knife in his hand, and a hideous scar from the corner of his eye to his lower lip, swept the direction of Yang Ning's convoy with a grim gaze, grinned contemptuously, and then shook his figure, disappeared into the forest, and chased after the bandits who left in front. This man is also the most ruthless and the most murderous of this gang of bandits.

"Uncle Captain, aren't you powerful sergeants? Why don't you go and rescue those people? ”

After being silent for a while, a little choked, and a crisp children's voice sounded in the crowd.

"Hey! It's not that I don't want to save it, but I can't save it. The scar-faced bandit who took the last look at us just now was the big leader of the Howling Wind Mountain bandits: Zhu Hu. In the 500-mile mountain range between Nanyuan Town and Nantu County, there are very famous bandits with hundreds of people under their hands, and their power is very strong. According to the news obtained by Nanyuan Town, this Zhu Hu is not only strong in martial arts, but also ruthless, and the caravan that he has robbed never leaves a living. ”

"With my martial arts, I don't dare to say that I can defeat him in a one-on-one duel with him. Besides, they still have so many people, we simply don't have the strength to fight them. It is estimated that he also discovered us, if he hadn't seen that we were soldiers of the imperial court, and he didn't want to make trouble, they would have killed people in this situation. ”

He Tong looked down at the little face with teardrops, some sad, some angry, and some helpless raised his finger to a faintly visible mountain peak in the far distance on the right, and whispered to Yang Ning. It's not so much for Yang Ning as for everyone present.

The martial arts world is so cruel, the weak eat the strong, the strong are respected, there is no fairness at all, unless you have a strong force that can change everything.

The Lost Star Sky Domain is still martial, and everyone is martial. The robbery and massacre they encountered today, as well as the Nantu County, where the two countries were fighting, was, to put it bluntly, a manifestation of the competition for resources among the powerful.

It is precisely for these reasons that every year, weak dynasties are swallowed up by powerful dynasties, countless families are shattered, and countless lives are lost in the chaos of war. In the past two years, Yang Ning has not only struck iron in the City Lord's Mansion, but has countless books in the huge City Lord's Mansion Library, and he has learned the cruelty of reality from the books that record the history of the mainland.

"Hey! It's really worse than a dog! This time I saw it with my own eyes, and it wasn't just the kind depicted in the books, and the reality was more bloody than what was written in the books. If you are not strong, you cannot choose your own destiny. Only by becoming a peerless powerhouse can you control your own destiny autonomously, and even change the fate of others. ”

"In order to let An'er live in peace and get rid of the fate of being controlled by others, I must become a strong man and become a peerless powerhouse! The mysterious exercise that suddenly appeared in my mind was my key to the door of the strong. ”

Holding back the feeling of nausea, Yang Ning looked at his son who was still crying silently with infinite affection, and a seed to become a peerless powerhouse began to take root in his heart.

"Hey! Let's go. This happens every day all over the continent, and unless one of us is super strong, we have no power to change it. Now, what we can do is to help them settle in the ground, so that they don't have to become the mouths of demon beasts in the wilderness. ”

Captain He Tong's voice was very low, holding the reins of the horse, because of anger and weakness, the finger bones held by his fingers were white, as a soldier, his duty is to protect the peace of the party and protect innocent people from harm. However, in the face of the situation in front of him, he was powerless to change it, his expression was a little depressed, and he didn't dare to trap all the eight people present in the place of death because of impulse.

The rest of the journey was never again disturbed, and a day later, the convoy entered the south gate of Nantu County, where all the 100,000 troops of the Norvi Dynasty were assembled, and came to attack the city at least three hours a day.

Nantu County is more than ten times larger than Nanyuan Town, with a population of more than one million, and it is much more prosperous than Nanyuan Town, the roads in the county are criss-crossed, extending in all directions, the city wall is as high as five zhang, two zhang thick, all of which are made of a piece of hard huge steel and rock barriers, which can defend against foreign armies and resist the attack of demon beasts.

On the stone wall of the city wall, there are all kinds of swords, guns, swords, halberds and claw marks of demon beasts, and there are many traces that have been washed by years of wind and rain, and there are already moss, and it looks even more ancient.

On the top of the city gate, a large blue flag embroidered with a golden giant sword flew in the wind, which was the national flag of the dynasty to which Nanyuan Town and even Nantu County belonged: Zhennan Dynasty.

At the city tower, at each battlement, there was a sergeant wearing black armor and holding a spear standing upright, and between the opening and closing of the tiger's eyes, there was a faint evil aura.

Although the army of the Norvi Dynasty was attacked by the army of the Norvi Dynasty, the daily life of the people of the county was affected, but the city was still prosperous during the day, and there were still many customers in various shops. After entering the city, the motorcade made its way through the bustling streets to the center of the county seat, where the county watchman's office was located.

The county guard's mansion is more than twice as large as the city lord's mansion in Nanyuan Town, and the sergeants guarding the gate of the county mansion have swords hanging from their waists.

He Tong walked forward quickly, gave a military salute to the sergeant guarding the door, whispered to explain his intentions, took out a letter from his bosom, and presented it with both hands. The gatekeeper looked at Yang Ning and the others, did not speak, nodded slightly to He Tong, and turned around and walked into the county mansion with the letter in his hand.

At tea time, the sergeant who had reported turned around from the county hall, stretched out his finger and nodded at the four of them, and said in a cold voice:

"You, you, you, you, a few of you follow me into the mansion to meet the county guard."

The three Yang Ning, who were named, followed the sergeant who was also named into the gate of the county government with apprehension and He Tong, who was also named.

The office hall of the county guard mansion is no different from that of Nanyuan Town, except that the place is more spacious, and there are also four sergeants standing outside the hall door to guard it.

When Yang Ning and the others stepped into the door of the office hall, they saw a man about thirty years old, with a white face and beard, a handsome face, and occasional glittering eyes between opening and closing, wearing a blue wide-sleeved robe, his hair was coiled up with a golden crown, and his expression was majestic.

In the Lost Star Domain, the appearance of the appearance does not necessarily represent the true age of the individual, and the martial artist, like ordinary people, has a lifespan of a hundred years; However, if you can draw qi into the body and enter the ranks of monks, your lifespan will immediately rise to 200 years old, and you will absorb and use the spiritual power of heaven and earth every day to nourish your body and improve your physique, and the degree of aging will be much slower than that of ordinary people; If you can cultivate to the spirit level one day, not only will your lifespan surge to five hundred years old, but you will also be able to maintain the same appearance at the time of your breakthrough.