Chapter 1910: Foreign Aid Chapter 1910: Foreign Aid Editor: Henyee Translations After dealing with the aftermath of destroying the Tiger Head Tribe, it was inevitable that Shao Yunduan would set his sights on them next.
This had escalated into a fight to the death.
There could be no resolution until one side emerged victorious.
Even if they professed to forgo vengeance, the Prefect would never trust their words nor rest easy.
In that case, why grant the wretched official ample time to prepare?
Why not seize the initiative as he had done previously, catching him off guard?
This time, they resolved to strike first, targeting the key figures—the prince, the king, and the monarch.
They would mobilize their finest warriors and storm Anze Prefecture City, assaulting the Prefect’s office.
They would exterminate the official’s family, plunder the treasury, and unleash havoc upon the city.
Then, before the Imperial Court could react, they would vanish into the mountains.
They understood well that if this operation succeeded, it would send shockwaves through Anze Province and Huaixi Prefecture, and even reverberate to the imperial court.
An attack on the court’s offices, the slaughter of its officials, and the plundering of its warehouses would surely pel the court to respond with military force, if only to save face.
The uproar this time would surely surpass that of ten years ago.
But this dogged official was formidable.
Even catching him unawares would demand a hefty toll.
Such an endeavor would significantly deplete their strength.
How could they then withstand the might of the Imperial Court’s army?
To evade trouble, fleeing the village was inevitable.
Anze Province was intertwined with boundless mountains.
Once they delved into the depths, no matter how many troops the Imperial Court dispatched, it would be akin to scattering beans into the mountains—futile.
They were accustomed to mountain life.
With their numbers, they had no need to fear the wilderness’s beasts and venomous creatures.
In two or three years, this affair would be resolved and fade from the Imperial Court’s memory.
Then, why couldn’t they return?
The pitiful remnants of the Min Family Tribe and Liuhe Fort’s leaders looked worse for wear.
Suppressing their anger, fear, and unease—emotions they would never confess—they suddenly cast caution aside and resolved to fight to the death.
They were a band of outlaws from the start.
What did they have to fear?
The sight of blood only fueled their excitement!
Thus, the two factions collaborated closely, handpicking a force of 400.
After two days of meticulous preparation, they set out from the mountains under the cover of night.
Utilizing the darkness and rugged terrain to their advantage, they arrived outside Anze Prefecture City in the dead of night.
The vanguard, clad in dark garments, approached the city gate with aggressive agility.
Their eyes gleamed with wild fervor, reminiscent of wolves and tigers.
They eagerly awaited the signal to storm the city, brandishing their weapons in anticipation of exacting vengeance and sending the dogged official’s family to their demise.
As the agreed time arrived, a low, prearranged bird call rang out.
With a creak, the city gate slowly swung open.
Upon reaching a sufficient gap, the bandits roared triumphantly, wielding an array of weapons as they surged forward with murderous intent.
Meanwhile, their acplices lying in wait in the nearby forest, two to three miles away, heard the clamor and surged forth to join the fray.
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