"Sir, up ahead is Lianyun Village."
On the rugged mountain path, Feng Hui, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, respectfully said to Zhang Yuan, "For the past few days, my men have been keeping watch. No one in the village has come out!"
Zhang Yuan nodded, his gaze fixed on the village hidden atop the mountain not far away.
This Lianyun Village has existed for decades. Its location is excellent, perched on a very steep mountain, with only one narrow path leading up and down, and there are numerous caves and grottoes.
Truly, it is said to be impregnable, as long as someone guards the key places, even a thousand troops cannot breach it.
But this is only true for ordinary armies.
Following Zhang Yuan were three hundred fully armed elite Daoist Soldiers.
Alongside Feng Hui was Vice General Mo Wei.
With Zhang Yuan included, such a formidable combat force, if they couldn't take down a band of mountain bandits, it would truly be a joke!
