High Martial Arts: Invincible Starts from Basic Archery novel Chapter 79

Chapter 79: Chapter 79 Indeed, it’s the Chen Family Stronghold

"Finally, we’re almost there."

"Yeah, it’s been a tough journey. My shoulders are almost numb."

"This Song Family Castle is really big, isn’t it? I heard nearly two or three thousand people live here?"

"What does it have to do with us? We’re just here to trade and then leave."

"True."

The group chatted, their tones varied from joy, envy, astonishment to indifference.

"Everyone, stay alert and don’t let anyone get close."

Chen Guodong turned back, cautioning them.

Soon, Chen Fan saw the people his father had warned them about.

Starting from two or three hundred meters outside the Song Family Castle, many emaciated, barely clothed people lay sprawled on the ground, emitting a foul odor from a distance.

Seeing Chen Fan’s group approaching, these people sat up from the grass, staring straight at the prey they carried, drool dripping from their mouths.

"Please, give us some food."

"Sir, have mercy, I haven’t eaten for three days."

"Brothers, just a bite of food, I’ll do anything for you."

The begging was incessant.

Chen Fan’s heart trembled.

Being the first time he witnessed this, he felt a twinge of sympathy.

But the next moment, he steeled himself. Currently, ensuring the survival of his stronghold was his limit.

Some nearby people tried to approach, only to be repelled by members of the group wielding long guns.

The closer they got, the more frequent the vagrants. Some didn’t even have a piece of clothing, lying motionless on the ground.

Some knelt and kept bowing, while others stared intently, seemingly plotting something.

The crowd was becoming restless.

"Stay calm!"

"Don’t move, or you’ll face the consequences!"

The group shouted angrily.

Truth be told, they’d seen this scenario countless times, but today’s encounter was unprecedented. A misstep could spell doom for them all.

Chen Fan tightened his grip on the long gun, vigilant.

He felt fortunate that he had taken Uncle Zhang’s advice and practiced spear technique.

Perhaps sensing the group’s toughness, the crowd’s agitation gradually subsided, and the begging reduced.

"Phew, that was close,"

Gao Yang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling shaken.

"Yeah, if we had shown any weakness, the consequences would’ve been dire."

"We have another round when we come out, but they shouldn’t dare to target us again." The group chatted.

Now, less than a hundred meters from the Song Family Castle, the surroundings visually improved, and occasionally people approached from other directions, some with their faces covered, some uncovered, all quiet.

Chen Fan watched carefully, observing that at least a dozen gazes swept over them. When he noticed, they quickly looked away, pretending indifference.

"Among them, there must be spies from those bandits. But no rush, let’s take care of business first."

He withdrew his gaze, surveying the imposing structure before him.

The stone-built walls reached four to five meters high, extending laterally about two kilometers in circumference. Numerous armed guards stood atop the walls.

"What’s that?"

Chen Fan’s pupils contracted sharply. He saw several dark gun barrels pointed at them atop the gatehouse, evoking a chilling feeling.

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