Mythical Cultivation

Chapter 321 On the Eve of Going Up the Mountain

Secondly, while they held high positions as Bai Mansion's retainers, Nangong Wending was no less to be underestimated. He had been a personal bodyguard, having grown up alongside the Master of the Bai Mansion. He had weathered many storms over the years, and his abilities and achievements were undeniable. How could he be even slightly inferior to these retainers?

At this moment, Nangong Wending glanced around at everyone and said loudly, "Alright, if everyone agrees with this plan, then we'll proceed tonight. Wu Qi, you should go back to your room and rest up. After all, we have a tough battle waiting for us tonight!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Ming, who had been silent the entire time, nodded and said, "As you command! I will take my leave now. After successfully wiping out the bandits in Black Dragon Village, I will come again to seek advice from the three of you."

After saying this, Wu Ming respectfully saluted Nangong Wending and the three old men, then turned and left.

An hour later, time seemed to have frozen, yet everyone had already completed all preparations for ascending the mountain. The palace guards, like ghosts in the night, all dressed in black nightgown, blending perfectly with the night.

Some of them had sharp blades slung across their waists, while others carried heavy and powerful weapons. Each weapon exuded a terrifying aura, and they would rush towards the target like an arrow as soon as Nangong Wending gave the order.

Nangong Wending stood at the front of the team, his gaze slowly sweeping over the hundred palace guards before him, a subtle hint of satisfaction flickering in his eyes. He knew full well that these palace guards were well-trained and fearless, and that this operation would be a complete success.

"Brothers!" Nangong Wending shouted loudly, his voice sounding particularly clear and loud in the silent night. "In this battle today, we are determined to wipe out the evil Black Dragon Stronghold. However, I must remind you brothers that although this battle is of great significance, you must not take your own lives lightly. Those bandits are certainly hateful, but they are not worth sacrificing our precious lives for them. Remember! Remember!"

Having said this, Nangong Wending paused for a moment. His sharp eyes were fixed on the palace guards in front of him, as if he wanted to see from everyone's face their understanding of his words.

A moment later, a faint but uniform voice rang out: "Commander, we remember this."

Although the voice was soft, it was full of determination and echoed in the air like a vow.

Hearing the many palace guards' clear and concise responses, Nangong Wending nodded slightly in approval. He then cleared his throat and continued:

"Also, after careful deliberation by the higher-ups at the mansion, all the spoils of war obtained by the brothers after the annihilation of Black Dragon Stronghold, including gold, silver, treasures, rare items, and so on, will be yours personally. You do not need to hand over a single cent to the mansion. I hope that all of you will fight bravely and return with a bountiful harvest!"

The moment Nangong Wending's resounding words reached the ears of the palace guards, a ray of eager light flashed in their eyes at the same time, as if a raging fire was burning. It was obvious that they were deeply attracted by what Nangong Wending said.

It should be noted that in the past, when carrying out various tasks, all the spoils obtained were finally handed over to the government office in a unified manner, and then the merits were assessed and rewards were given based on each person's specific performance.

This became the norm, and no one was ever able to keep their share of the spoils.

However, this time the situation was completely different. The actions of the Black Dragon Village had completely infuriated the Bai Mansion. Because of this, the Bai Mansion resolutely changed the rules they had always followed and specifically enacted a new rule that spoils of war could be owned by individuals.

The purpose is obvious, which is to inspire the fighting spirit and enthusiasm that have been hidden deep in everyone's hearts for a long time, so that everyone can devote themselves to this difficult task and do their best to complete the mission.

Although the surrounding woods were pitch black, with no visible hand in front of one's face, Nangong Wending's piercing vision was incapable of obstructing his gaze. With only the faint moonlight and starlight, he could clearly discern the high morale in the eyes of the palace guards.

Seeing that his desired goal had been achieved, Nangong Wending knew that no further words were needed. So, without hesitation, he raised his arms and shouted, "Brothers, let's go!"

When everyone heard this, their blood instantly boiled, and they shouted in unison, their voices shaking the forest and their momentum was like a rainbow. They could no longer contain their eager bodies.

I saw them flash by, as fast as lightning, each of them like a ghost, rushing towards the direction of Black Dragon Village at lightning speed.

At this moment, Nangong Wending, standing at the front of the group, shouted "Let's go!" and led the charge up the mountain. The longsword in his hand flashed with a cold light, as if to tear apart all obstacles before him.

Besides, the two newly added secret outposts at the foot of the Black Dragon Village had actually been targeted by a priest from the Bai Mansion as early as when everyone gathered.

This priest possessed unfathomable strength, capable of using his spiritual consciousness to animate his weapons from a distance of three miles. With a whoosh, two hidden weapons shot out like meteors chasing the moon, striking the two sentries with unerring accuracy, instantly killing them on the spot.

In this way, under the leadership of Nangong Wending, this group of guards made unstoppable progress along the way, without encountering any obstacles, and successfully rushed to the mountain.

However, when they were about to approach the gate of Black Dragon Village, they were finally discovered by two bandits who were on guard there.

The two gangsters' faces changed drastically when they saw the sudden appearance of hundreds of men in black, and a strong sense of fear surged in their hearts. However, they did not panic, but reacted quickly and blew the sirens in their hands immediately.

Instantly, a sharp, piercing whistle pierced the air, resounding throughout the village. This whistle immediately alerted the other bandits in the village. In a flash, thousands of bandits in the village were awakened, ready to deal with this sudden crisis.

However, how could this hinder the courageous march of the crowd? In an instant, a flash of cold light passed by, and an extremely sharp sword rushed out like lightning, its speed was simply too fast to keep up.

In the blink of an eye, the two bandits on guard were beheaded before they could even react, their blood splattering everywhere. Then, under the leadership of their fearless leader, Nangong Wending, they charged into the stronghold like a tiger descending from the mountains.