Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1133 Personally Taking Action

Miao Changfeng, accustomed to storms, remained calm as he sat in the room, while Inspector Feng Li poured him a glass of wine, his expression trembling.

Miao Changfeng took the wine glass; the wine inside showed no ripples.

His hands were very steady.

Based on the time calculation, His Highness the Crown Prince's Imperial Guards should arrive to provide assistance in about 25 minutes, and the experts around him are not yet ready to fight to the death.

With plenty of time, Miao Changfeng felt reassured.

"Feng Li, have you seen Mu Chuan?"

Feng Li shook his head, his eyes filled with confusion.

Faced with such ferocious pirates, he had no interest in paying attention to a mere deputy captain of the guards.

"Go ask Miao Yong how much longer he can hold on."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Feng Li dragged his weak legs out of the house.

Miao Yong and Chen Dongping each took one side, and had already personally entered the fray, wielding their steel swords to cut down the pirates who rushed at them.

They were truly dedicated to protecting the Prime Minister's safety, and they would fight to the death without backing down an inch.

Feng Li didn't dare leave the inner circle at all; he just stood in the courtyard, craning his neck to look out.

Seeing his guards being cleaved in two by the pirates, their blood splattering everywhere, he felt that the end was near.

Faced with such a brutal battle, those skilled fighters disguised as servants stood expressionless and motionless in the corner.

They were waiting for the pirates to break through; only after they breached the first line of defense would they make their move.

More and more pirates gathered around, their wielding straight swords reflecting a dazzling, cold glint in the sunlight.

Miao Changfeng's guard was decimated quickly, and less than three hundred of them were still able to fight the pirates.

The outer defensive perimeter is gradually shrinking inwards.

Miao Yong swung his sword and cleaved a pirate in two. He licked his lips, and a sweet, metallic taste shot straight to his head.

"Brothers, we must not let them break through, even if it means our deaths! For every pirate killed, the Prime Minister will reward us with one hundred taels of silver and a promotion..."

He shouted at the top of his lungs, trying to rouse the guards to their last ounce of courage and fight to the death to protect the protective perimeter.

However, the generous rewards had little effect; the circle was visibly shrinking, and the guards were being forced to retreat by the pirates, showing signs of collapse.

Miao Changfeng finally came out of the house and stood in the courtyard, observing the battle situation around him. He then turned to look east and silently calculated the time in his mind.

He sighed and waved his hand.

"Go and lend a hand, buy us another 15 minutes."

The skilled servants around immediately turned around, drew their steel knives, and leaped over the courtyard wall.

The arrival of the fresh troops caused a stir among the pirates, which helped stabilize the defensive perimeter and gave the escort team a much-needed boost.

Feng Li trembled as he approached Miao Changfeng.

"Your Excellency...we must find a way...to break through..."

Miao Changfeng glanced at him.

"What's the panic? His Highness the Crown Prince's army will be here soon."

Feng Li's spirits lifted: "My lord, you've received the message?"

Miao Changfeng waved his hand: "Go and fetch Benxiang's treasured sword."

Feng Li hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked into the house.

Miao Changfeng couldn't hold back any longer. By this time, even if His Highness the Crown Prince's army hadn't arrived yet, there should have been some movement.

Miao Changfeng was also skilled in martial arts. In his early years, he roamed the martial arts world, relying not only on his generosity but also on his chivalrous deeds and ability to rob the rich to help the poor.

Otherwise, where would he get the treasure to justify his righteousness?

Feng Li was both the Prime Minister's Inspector in the imperial court and Miao Changfeng's personal assistant. He was not good at martial arts, but he was quite talented in literature.

This is why Miao Changfeng always kept him by his side.

Feng Li quickly took out Miao Changfeng's precious sword and presented it to the Prime Minister with both hands.

Miao Changfeng glanced at it briefly, then reached out and grabbed the hilt, drawing the precious sword from its sheath.

Immediately, a roar like that of a dragon rang out.

Miao Changfeng examined the treasured sword in his hand with pride. It was a long and narrow Tang sword with a back of about a finger's width, but the blade was extremely sharp. The whole thing gleamed with a cold light, giving people a great sense of oppression.

"How long has it been since Benxiang last had surgery?"

He asked himself a question.

Feng Li was in a panic. The Prime Minister had already taken action; the situation was extremely dire.

The surrounding screams of battle and the sounds of knives and spears piercing flesh were terrifying.

The battle became increasingly brutal and intense, and the enemy was gradually closing in on the central courtyard.

Miao Changfeng tossed aside his cloak, revealing a neatly tied short outfit underneath, and brandished his precious sword in the air, creating a dazzling display of blades.

"And follow me to kill enemies and make meritorious contributions, marry a wife and buy property, and enjoy wealth and glory."

Hearing Miao Changfeng's loud shout, the guards were inexplicably invigorated, and they swung their weapons even more rapidly.

Whether it was due to the rousing spirits of the guards or the Prime Minister's personal involvement in wielding his sword, a whistle suddenly rang out on the fierce battlefield.

The pirates, who were charging fiercely, slowed down their attack upon hearing the whistle and began to retreat slowly, fighting as they went.

Finally, they scattered and fled, pouring out into the alleys like a receding tide.

In just a few moments, the battlefield, which had been incredibly brutal just moments before, was now reduced to only the Prime Minister's guards, standing there dumbfounded with their knives in hand.

Without orders to pursue, they could only stare blankly as the pirates retreated.

Miao Yong was already wounded and covered in blood, holding a knife in his hand.

"Brothers, watch your positions, be careful of the pirates' tricks."

Miao Changfeng stroked his beard and smiled. He already had the answer in his heart: it must be that His Highness the Crown Prince's reinforcements had arrived, forcing the pirates to retreat at the last minute.

Sure enough, several thousand Imperial Guards were rushing towards the southeast of the county town, and the pirates on guard outside the city were sounding urgent whistles.

All the pirates rushed out of the city and ran towards the Yantong River.

The ships, large and small, were immediately crammed with pirates, who shouted loudly to set sail.

Dozens of ships slowly sailed away from the riverbank dock and fled downstream.

The scene in Tanggu County was extremely tragic, with corpses everywhere, smoke rising from the ground, and countless people weeping bitterly before the bodies of their loved ones.

Miao Yong and Chen Dongping were also taking stock of the battle losses of the guard team.

There were originally more than 400 people when they entered the city, but now there are only 170 or 180, and almost everyone is injured.

Inspector Feng Li scurried around the city, organizing the remaining personnel, collecting the remaining carriages, and gathering the scattered supplies. As quickly as possible, under the protection of the Imperial Guards, he left Tanggu County and headed towards Luoxi Prefecture.

Miao Yong and Chen Dongping followed beside the Prime Minister's carriage, riding their horses close together.

"Captain, have you seen that kid, Muchuan?"

Chen Dongping looked at the convoy behind him with a puzzled expression.

Miao Yong shook his head: "No, according to the battle casualties, they were probably killed by pirates."

"No way, that kid hid from the pirates. With his abilities, he shouldn't have died like this."

Miao Yong pressed his aching stomach, where there was a deep wound inflicted by the pirates' straight blade.

"Nothing is impossible. No matter how capable you are, it's hard to escape when you're away from the guard and facing so many pirates."

He was still shaken.

My mind was filled with images of a dark mass of pirates and straight swords swaying wildly like weeds.

Chen Dongping reached out and touched his right cheek; his back molars were still a little loose.

That was the result of being struck by the scabbard of Kikawa.

"That woman from the Duan family is also missing. Maybe Mu Chuan took her with him."