The Strongest War God

People like them only acknowledged the military orders of the old commander, Finley Yanagi.

This was the key point!

However, whether Old Man Zito was really a spy in the north or not, he could not be sure.

That was why Braydon Neal asked Hatcher Murphy to investigate!

As the night deepened, the mountain wind was bone-chilling.

Braydon looked at Hatcher, who was wearing a single garment. He took off the black cloak on his shoulders and chuckled. “Put this on. The mountain wind is too cold at night.”

“Your subordinate doesn’t dare to. Only the commander can wear the golden Qilin robe. This is an ironclad law, an ironclad law that cannot be overstepped!”

Hatcher’s expression changed drastically. He stood up and bent down.

Braydon looked helpless. The soldiers of the northern army under his command were stubborn. In their hearts, the ironclad laws of the north were red lines that could not be crossed.

In the hearts of the men of the north, the northern army was a sacred name.

It was not allowed to be stained!

It was this kind of atmosphere, these people, that had forced King Braydon to sit alone on the summit of Mount Bliz. From a young age, he had no one to accompany him. Even Westley Hader and Cole Colbie, who had grown up together, still regarded Braydon as their military commander.

The friendship between brothers and childhood friends was ranked behind the army commander.

Coincidentally, it was already three in the morning.

Hatcher’s wristwatch beeped, sending him a coordinate. It was 80 kilometers away from where they were, in the hinterland of Preston mountains.

“The twelve bandits of Preston mountains have been found!” Hatcher raised his head.

In the next moment, Braydon raised his warm jade wine cup and downed it in one gulp. He then turned around and pulled out the 18-foot-long dragon gall spear that was stuck in the cliff and leaped down from the peak of the hill.

The wind was billowing. Braydon’s golden Qilin robe danced on his shoulder. He flew in the air, his feet gently tapping on the falling leaves, heading toward the coordinates.

Along the way, grass blades bent over.

There were twelve wooden houses beside a lake.

Within a radius of 30 miles, there were guards surrounding this place.

Seven people were trapped in front of a wooden house.

They were the twelve bandits of Preston mountains. Now that they were trapped in the wooden house by the imperial guards, it was impossible for them to escape even if they had wings.

In the wooden house.

A big fat man with a fat face and big ears held a copper rod in his hand and shouted ferociously, “Tonight is really exciting. The twelve of us brothers were able to trigger the central plains main team’s 8,000 imperial guards. Is Captain Murphy still not going to show himself?”

Hatcher flashed to the front of the wooden house and said calmly, “Come out and die!”

Just these four words instantly made the seven people in the room despair.

Captain Hatcher Murphy actually came personally!

He was leading 8,000 black-robed guards to kill them overnight.

The fat man was Twelfth Pig, one of the twelve bandits of Preston mountains.

They were all nicknames, not real names.

They were arranged according to the twelve zodiac signs.

“Tonight, if I’m going to die, I have to die knowing the truth,” he said hoarsely. “May I ask if the twelve of us have offended the central plains main team?”

“No!” Hatcher was very cold.

“What?!” Twelfth Pig was furious. “Then why did you lead 8,000 guards to kill us?!”

“Because you’ve provoked… the commander!”

Hatcher’s eyes were cold as if he was looking at seven dead people.

As soon as he finished speaking.

Braydon stood on the lake and floated quietly on the surface of the water.

Floating on water?

This lost ancient martial arts technique was recorded in the scripture depository of the northern territory.

Moreover, the ancient martial arts technique of floating on water was not like Braydon Neal, who could float quietly on the surface of the water and only create a layer of ripples.

“Commander!”

The eight thousand men in black bowed.

“Commander?” When Twelfth Pig heard this, he cried out involuntarily.

He looked at the water surface of the lake and saw a young man in white walking over. There was a faint smile on his handsome face. “They are all my men. It’s reasonable for them to call me commander. Do you have any objections?”

His soft question stunned the seven people in the wooden house.

A man with a donkey face looked at the golden Qilin robe. This golden Qilin symbol was too eye-catching in the dark night!

There was no need to repeat the three symbols of the north.

“Lord Northern King!” Seventh Horse cried out in shock.

“Northern King?” The people in the wooden house found it hard to believe.

“He’s a plain-clothed man in the north, a genius of a thousand years. Northern King Braydon is here!” Twelfth Pig said in despair.

“How is this possible? We have never provoked him… It’s the Neal family!”

...

Before Seventh Horse could finish his sentence, he suddenly remembered that the twelve bandits of Preston mountains had sent Ninth Monkey and Eighth Goat to the Neal family in Preston city.

“I’m the eldest son of the third generation of the Neal family, Braydon Neal!” Braydon smiled faintly.

Boom!

The ears of the seven people in the wooden house rang in unison.

Seventh Horse was even more agitated. He was already a warlord level martial artist. His mind was distracted, and the force in his body was violent. His blood flowed backward, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose. He almost died.

They finally understood where everything that had happened tonight had come from!

The king of the north was born in the Neal family of Preston and was the eldest son.

They were really courting death by provoking the Neal family.

With King Braydon’s power, it was a piece of cake for him to mobilize 8,000 black-clothed guards from the central plains main team to kill them at the Preston mountains.

If the Northern King wanted to, he could send the ten most terrifying armies of the north to the south, point their blades at the Preston mountains, and slaughter everything here.

Since they had offended Braydon Neal, the twelve bandits of Preston mountains would die tonight!

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Braydon held the spear in his left hand. The tip of the spear was pointing downward, drawing a shallow mark on the ground. He was calm and composed.

“Tell me, where are the remaining three bandits?” Braydon asked.

Twelfth Pig and the others naturally did not want to say anything.

The twelve of them were sworn brothers who had lived here for ten years. Now that they knew that they were going to die, they would not betray their brothers.

After a brief silence.

Hatcher’s eyes turned cold. “They are courting death. Transfer the secret files of the central plains main team. Find all the relatives and families of the twelve of them!”

“What?”

Seventh Horse’s eyes were filled with shock and anger. It was obvious that he still had relatives in the outside world.

The lean Sixth Snake said coldly, “Do the central Hansworth imperial guards want to implicate the innocent?”

“In the eyes of the imperial guards, there is no one innocent in this matter. If a martial artist breaks the ironclad law, they will be killed on the spot. Those who disobey will be punished severely!”

Hatcher’s eyes were cold, almost devoid of humanity.

This was the special operations team’s only bargaining chip to intimidate the various martial artists.

In the wooden house, the seven people had ugly expressions on their faces.

They knew very well that with the ability of the central plains main team, it would not take too long to find out the background of the twelve of them.

The five main teams had the most complete information system.

As long as they wanted to investigate, there was nothing they could not find out about.

They could even investigate several generations of someone’s ancestors.

Seventh Horse said in a low voice, “First Rat took Second Brother and Third Brother out for the night. They should be in the Preston mountains. We don’t know where they are exactly!”

“I’m curious. What is the purpose of the twelve bandits occupying the Preston mountains for ten years?” Braydon’s thin lips moved slightly.

This sentence caused the entire place to fall into a dead silence.

Obviously, the seven people in the wooden house did not want to say anything.

Braydon stood with his hands behind his back and chuckled. “Since you don’t want to tell me, I won’t force you. I’ll let you take the secret to your grave!”

Her soft words caused the pupils of the seven people in the room to shrink.

“Kill them all!” Hatcher’s left hand moved slightly.

“Run!”

Sixth Snake was shocked and furious. He roared and wanted to break through the door and charge out.