"Boom, boom, boom..."
The sea of fire roared through the large camp.
Qian Jiang successfully ignited the Western Xia camp, and Wang Teng began his plan.
After traveling for more than half a day, it was finally time to reap the rewards.
Wang Teng moved through the night, starting to approach a tent.
This large camp emitted a faint yellow hue...
...............
Western Xia camp.
At this moment, the flames had merged into one, shooting up into the sky, with large burning grains of hay flying high with the hot air.
The Western Xia soldiers, who had long been resting, were startled awake by the sudden fire, which began to spread among the tents.
When those Western Xia soldiers realized what was happening and wanted to escape the tents, the fire had already completely spread.
Harsh screams interwove with the crackling of flames, presenting a scene from hell.
At this moment, Wang Teng glanced at the tent that was long unattended, and quietly slipped inside...
As he stepped into the tent, he was greeted by a pungent stench and a choking smell of blood.
The tent was very dim.
However, Wang Teng had the talent of Visual Enhancement, so seeing in the dark was no problem.
Quickly, he discovered the tent was crowded with people, all disciples of the Beggar Gang who had been captured.
As soon as Wang Teng entered, an elder of the Beggar Gang shouted loudly:
"Young Master Murong! It's you!"
The sudden title made Wang Teng slightly startle, then, as if thinking of something, he nodded slightly.
In such a dim environment, it was likely no one could see his expression.
As black ripples appeared in Wang Teng's eyes, a piece of information appeared before him.
[Name: Elder Wu (Beggar Gang Elder)]
[Comprehensive Combat Power: 470]
At the same time, Wang Teng took out a small bottle from his bosom, which he had scavenged from Murong Fu's corpse.
"Elder Wu, this is the antidote to Sadness Butter Clear Wind, I will detoxify the Beggar Gang brothers one by one!"
Hearing this, Elder Wu was overjoyed.
"Thank heavens, Young Master Murong is unparalleled in heroism!"
Once Elder Wu could move his limbs, Wang Teng again used the porcelain bottle to detoxify Elder Song.
Next was Elder Xu, followed by all the Beggar Gang disciples...
At this moment Elder Wu, looking at the Beggar Gang disciples who were rescued, was immediately teary-eyed and knelt down:
"Thank you, Young Master Murong, for saving us, our Beggar Gang will remember this great kindness!"
Seeing this, Wang Teng quickly supported Elder Wu, gently saying: "It's a small effort on my part, the rescue was delayed, causing everyone a brief grievance, my apologies."
Most of the Beggar Gang people had woken up at this time, and upon hearing that the person before them was the famed "Gusu Murong," they were all shocked.
At this moment, Elder Song suddenly stepped out and said:
"We were blind, accusing Young Master Murong of killing Vice Leader Ma, had it not been for Young Master Murong's magnanimity in rescuing us today, we'd have had no good end in the hands of these Western Xia scoundrels!"
Just then, Quan Guanqing coldly said: "It must have been Qiao Feng, using the hands of Young Master Murong to kill Vice Leader Ma!"
Wang Teng's expression turned grim, and for the greater good, he then said: "The matter of the Beggar Gang is not that simple, we should unite at this moment and drive these Western Xia scoundrels out of the Central Plains!"
Upon hearing this, Elder Wu clasped his fists again and said:
"Young Master Murong is right, we must be irreconcilable with these Western Xia scoundrels!"
Having said that, Elder Wu led the Beggar Gang disciples, charging towards the Western Xia camp.
He wanted to kill these Western Xia scoundrels, kill Helian Tieshu, and wash away past humiliation.
Watching the distant Beggar Gang people, Wang Teng took out a pack of cigarettes that he had brought from the main world.
Reluctantly pulling out a cigarette, as every smoked cigarette was one less.
With a snap of his fingers, he lit the cigarette in his mouth, enveloped in a cloud of smoke.
"With so many of the Beggar Gang, don't let me down."
Having said that, Wang Teng disappeared into the night, slowly walking toward the rear camp…
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"All disciples listen to my command! Charge with me!"
"Kill! Drive the Western Xia scoundrels out of the Central Plains!"
A large group of Beggar Gang disciples ran between the tents, and upon seeing them, the Western Xia soldiers in the firelight fled, abandoning their armor.
As the Beggar Gang disciples charged toward the central camp, some fierce ones directly beheaded Western Xia soldiers along the way.
Inside the camp, the flames soared into the sky, corpses lay everywhere.
Wang Teng moved through the night, soon surpassing the Beggar Gang disciples, arriving early near the central camp.
The corpses of these Western Xia soldiers could be looted at any time, but he had more important matters now.
The Western Xia Leader camp was the largest of all the tents, making it easy to identify.
Hidden near the Western Xia leader's camp, Wang Teng began to wait for the disciples of the Beggar Gang.
The Western Xia army soon reacted and began to gather for a counterattack.
Wang Teng still waited, knowing that these Western Xia soldiers were already startled birds, not a match for the enraged disciples of the Beggar Gang.
Indeed, after just a moment, the gathered Western Xia soldiers were beaten back, retreating all the way to the front of the Western Xia leader's camp.
The Western Xia soldiers were in disarray, looking panic-stricken, suffering heavy casualties.
Some weaker ones even fled on the spot.
"All disciples, hear my command! The Western Xia leader is right in front of us. Whoever kills him will be the hero!"
With Elder Wu's order, the dozens of disciples behind him charged toward the central army camp, colliding with the Western Xia soldiers.
"Kill! Leave no one alive!"
Elder Wu's eyes were bloodshot with rage.
The most brutal battle began, the sound of blades against bones was frequent, blood spattered, severed limbs hit the ground.
The central army tent.
Helian Tieshu, the Western Xia leader, was startled awake by the sudden commotion.
Helian Tieshu was a man nearly fifty, with a head full of black hair and a large beard.
He rose impatiently, the beautiful concubine beside him sat up in confusion.
"General, outside it's ablaze with noise. What's happening?"
The beautiful concubine, very young, nestled timidly into Helian Tieshu's arms.
"Someone come!"
The flap of the central army tent opened, and an elder in a green robe entered.
This elder had long whiskers reaching his chest, each strand pitch-black.
His facial muscles were completely rigid, unable to close his eyelids, his face showed no emotion.
Even his legs were disabled, supported by a profound iron walking stick, appearing particularly terrifying.
"Hero Duan, what's happened outside?"
This green-robed elder was none other than the leader of the Four Great Evils — Duan Yanqing.
Without his mouth moving, a voice came from Duan Yanqing's belly:
"Someone has broken in, killed the fourth Yun Zhonghe, and rescued the Beggar Gang disciples."
"What?! How is this possible? The antidote is only with our Western Xia First-class Hall, which traitor set them free?"
Helian Tieshu frowned deeply, questioning.
"General, this is not the time to discuss this, the Beggar Gang disciples are about to reach the central army tent…" Duan Yanqing said.
Upon hearing this, Helian Tieshu's face changed dramatically.
The always invincible Western Xia Iron Cavalry, how could they be defeated by a bunch of beggars?
"Hero Duan, you go kill them!"
Helian Tieshu was filled with anger.
But Duan Yanqing's eyes showed no ripples, he merely nodded lightly:
"He killed the fourth, I will make him pay with blood!"
After saying this, he left the camp.
Waiting outside the central army camp, Wang Teng soon heard a loud explosion from the battle within.
A powerful internal fluctuation blasted away countless Western Xia Iron Cavalry.
"Finally, the moment has come!"
Wang Teng leaped forward, like an eagle, silently landing on top of the central army camp.
Crouching on top of the camp, Wang Teng saw at the center of the battle four people fighting.
It was four elders of the Beggar Gang and Duan Yanqing.
But to Wang Teng's surprise, the three-on-one Elder Wu and others were being completely suppressed, even one of their arms was broken by the profound iron walking stick, looking like they couldn't hold on much longer.
As expected, the leader of the Four Great Evils was terrifying, swinging the twin iron crutches with great vigor, the three from the Beggar Gang were totally at a disadvantage.
If Wang Teng were to face such a top-level expert, he would certainly be killed within five minutes.
This Duan Yanqing, his comprehensive combat power is conservatively estimated to be over 800 points.
The Beggar Gang elders were already unable to hold on, so not much time was left, Wang Teng needed to act quickly.
Inside the central army camp, the flames were close to engulfing it.
"General, shouldn't we escape?"
The beautiful concubine beside spoke fearfully.
Helian Tieshu's face showed repeated changes, this damned woman dared to suggest that he, a dignified general, should flee.
But seeing the flames approaching, Helian Tieshu also felt a surge of panic.
"Get clothes for this general, quickly!"
Saying this, Helian Tieshu spread his arms and turned around.
At this moment, with a tearing sound, the felt roof above the camp suddenly shattered, and a figure holding a Western Xia longsword burst in...