After all the old, weak, women and children escaped, the mountain chief and Li Baichong looked at each other.

The pirate leader saw the determination in the eyes of the mountain chief, Li Baichong and others.

"What do you want to do?" Li Baichong asked, as the pirate leader looked at the mountain chief.

However, the mountain chiefs and others stood with their swords crossed. They glared at the pirates and said, "How can we, gentlemen, commit ourselves to bandits?"

"Even if I die today, I will never act as an accomplice to a tiger!"

The mountain chief roared loudly, his voice full of awe and righteousness.

"You old immortal guys are looking for death!"

The pirate leader felt like he was being teased. He looked at the mountain leader and the others and yelled.

"My sons, kill all these useless scholars!"

In anger, the pirate leader actually issued such an order.

"Although we are scholars with the strength to bind chickens, our strength of iron and steel is far beyond what you group of pirates can match!"

"What's the point of fearing death today?"

"It's a pity that I can't kill all you beasts!"

"I cannot eat your flesh, sleep on your skin, or drink your blood!"

With long beards fluttering, a few mountain chiefs stood in front of everyone with their swords drawn.

A wave of awe-inspiring righteousness came to my face.

"Everyone, have you heard that Qin Feng is called "Wu Yi" in the Book of Songs?" Shan Chang shouted.

"Of course!" Li Baichong and others shouted in response.

Then the few Confucian scholars who had no strength to restrain a chicken were seen charging forward with long swords in their hands.

They actually chose to fight with their lives against these extremely ferocious pirates.

"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raised an army, he repaired my sword and spear, and I share the same enemy with you!"

The Confucian scholar was obviously thin, but at this moment, powerful power burst out from his body.

One of the Japanese slaves was not paying attention for a moment, and was severely slashed in the shoulder with a long knife.

The Japanese slave man screamed like a slaughtering pig. Looking at the Confucian scholar who was coming to kill him, the Japanese slave man slashed with his backhand, intending to kill the Confucian scholar directly.

Unexpectedly, the Confucian scholar was not afraid of death and firmly fixed the long sword of the Japanese slave Ronin on his chest.

Blood poured down like rain, and the Confucian scholar laughed miserably.

It wasn't until the long knife pierced the Japanese slave ronin's chest that he understood why the Confucian scholar was still laughing before he died.

The two of them fell to the ground together, and the Confucian scholar tightly held the Japanese slave man's body.

It wasn't until the Japanese slave man breathed his last breath that the Confucian scholar slowly let go of his hand.

No one thought that these Confucian scholars who looked thin and frail actually had bones as strong as steel.

With tears in the eyes of the mountain chief, a group of Confucian scholars shouted again: "How can you say Wuyi? I am in the same boat with you. The king has raised his army, repaired my spear and halberd, and worked together with you!"

"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same clothes with you. When the king raised an army, he repaired my armor and soldiers and went with me!"

The sound of killing was loud and clear.

They were obviously just a group of helpless Confucian scholars, but their aura frightened the pirates so much that they did not dare to take even one step forward.

"Come on, come on, come on!"

"They say scholars are treacherous, I'm going to kill them all today!"

"If I can't get these scholars, no one can get them!"

The pirate leader shouted loudly, his eyes were extremely fierce, urging the pirates to come forward and attack the Confucian scholars.

Under the urging of the pirate leader, the ferocious pirates naturally did not dare to stop for a while.

They rushed forward one after another and fought with these Confucian scholars.

For a moment, swords flashed everywhere, and blood covered the entire land.

At the same time, Huang Tinghui, Zhang Cheng and others moved quickly towards the place where the sound of fighting came from.

"It's the mountain chief!"

"It's the teacher's voice!"

Hearing the sound from far away, Huang Tinghui raised his heart to his throat.

Everyone was also shocked, their eyes full of murderous intent and vigilance.

Before approaching the location of the fierce battle, Huang Tinghui took out an arrow.

He placed the arrow on the long bow very dexterously, and Huang Tinghui opened the long bow and pointed it at the pirates in the distance.

The arrow shot through the air and pierced the pirate's body.

Only a muffled groan was heard, and the pirate fell down suddenly.

Huang Tinghui learned this hand shooting technique from Uncle Erzhu. Although he is not as accurate as Uncle Erzhu, he can still be regarded as a marksman.

"Bring the pirates here to relieve the pressure on the teachers!"

"A quick fight, the pirates are busy plundering right now, so they dispersed!"

"Once they gather together, it will be difficult for us to escape and ascend to heaven!"

Even though his chest was filled with various emotions at this time, Huang Tinghui still made a calm judgment.

"Understood!" Zhang Cheng and Li Zisong's followers nodded.

At first, Li Zisong's personal followers thought that the current situation would definitely make Huang Tinghui a little nervous.

Unexpectedly, Huang Tinghui is still very calm until now.

This actually surprised several of his battle-hardened followers.

However, since Huang Tinghui's instructions were not wrong, they did not hesitate and tried their best to lure the pirates over.

After Huang Tinghui fought with the pirates for a while, he headed towards the direction of the mountain leader, Li Baichong.

At this time, there were several corpses lying on the ground, all with faces that were quite familiar to Huang Tinghui.

Holding back his grief, Huang Tinghui walked to the side of the mountain leader Tang Ruocheng and his mentor Li Baichong.

Compared with others, because the mountain leader was protected by teachers and students, his injuries were relatively minor.

As for his mentor, he was a man of upright character, and he hated those pirates even more.

Therefore, the injury was quite serious. When Huang Tinghui walked in front of his mentor Li Baichong, blood kept pouring out of his chest.

"Teacher, teacher!"

"The students are late, they are late!" Huang Tinghui suppressed the grief in his heart and took out a small bottle from his body. The bottle contained the treasure of "Yundian Baiyao".

After swallowing the pill, the blood on Li Baichong's chest stopped slightly.

Then "Yundian Baiyao" was sprinkled on Li Baichong's wound, and his injury was relieved.

"Poof!" Li Baichong was seriously injured. Although he used "Yundian Baiyao" to stop the wound, the bleeding stopped.

The blood was still spat out by Li Baichong.

"Teacher!" Huang Tinghui was a little panicked and called quickly.

"I'm fine, I'm fine!"

"I know you will come back, and you will definitely come back!" Li Baichong looked at Huang Tinghui happily and said with a smile.

"Students are coming back late!"

Huang Tinghui lowered his head in self-reproach and said to Li Baichong.

"Not too late, not too late!"

"My teacher didn't listen to you. If I could listen to you, it wouldn't be like this!"

"That's not the case!"

"Tinghui, you tried your best, don't blame yourself!"

"My teacher just hates these pirates!" Li Baichong said with hatred.

The sudden fire attacked his heart and he lost too much blood, so Li Baichong fainted again.

Huang Tinghui's eyes turned red when he saw this scene.

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Chapter completed!