In the middle of the night, they took action and quietly occupied the stockade village.
Out of consideration for the future, they did not exterminate them immediately. They only killed the leader and left those who surrendered. There were more than three hundred people in the stockade village, but more than twenty of them died.
Chu Li stood beside a forest outside the stockade village as Xu Cihang and Fan Yang sent him off.
The morning sun shone on the forest and scattered shadows fell on them.
Chu Li sized them up. "Elder Fan, Elder Xu, what are your plans? Do you want to spend the rest of your lives here or go back?"
"We want to go back." Xu Cihang sighed.
Fan Yang said, "We'll return to our roots. We'll be more comfortable in the Li Dynasty."
They knew that they would die if they joined the Sharp Vigor Battalion, but they wanted to live in the Li Dynasty. Life was not going their way. If they could leave the Sharp Vigor Battalion, they would definitely not stay here.
Chu Li took out two secret manuals and handed them over. "There's a Bone Shrinking Secret Skill here. You'll be able to change your appearance when you master it."
He took out two jade tags and handed them over. "You can come and see me with these tags."
Xu Cihang and Fan Yang sighed in relief and fist saluted.
They were grateful for Chu Li's thoughtfulness. It was not safe for them to change their appearance because Grandmasters were too conspicuous. They were like white cranes in a flock of chickens. They could be seen and recognized at a glance.
Sooner or later, their identities would be exposed, and they would be in big trouble.
However, it would be different if they became Chu Li's subordinates. He was a disciple of the Holy Church of Light and a branch leader. As long as they joined the branch of the Holy Church of Light, they would not have to worry about the military's investigation.
They could only live in peace under Chu Li's command. Otherwise, they would rather not go back and live in fear.
"Alright, you can go back." Chu Li waved his hand and said, "I'll probably be promoted to a centurion after I go back. I'll see if I can transfer you out of the Sharp Vigor Battalion to be my subordinates. If I succeed, you can go back. If not, you can stay here … Restrain them and kill them if they cause trouble. Don't let them get into trouble and drag you into it!"
"Yes." The two fist saluted.
Chu Li nodded and glided into the forest, disappearing before their eyes.
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As the sun set, the siege came to a halt.
The area outside Falling Autumn City was filled with the stench of blood. There was no one outside the city, but the moans of the injured soldiers lingered in Yang Ping's ears.
Yang Ping's expression was ugly as he walked along the city wall with a few protectors. Soaring Eagle Cavalry was responsible for the defense of the east city gate and the east city wall.
He leaned on the city wall and looked down at the vast land outside the city.
The twilight was rising, and they couldn't see too far. However, they could see the blood on the ground, the broken siege weapons, the blood-stained round stones, the broken armor and arrows.
The dead had been dragged away to be cremated to prevent the plague from spreading.
"Sigh …" Yang Ping shook his head and sighed.
The siege of the city was too cruel and Soaring Eagle Cavalry had lost another fifty men during the day.
Even though a batch of four hundred men had been recruited from other places, these men were new soldiers who had never been involved in a battle. No matter how well they were trained, they would not be of much use to them. Soaring Eagle Cavalry's strength seemed to have increased, but that was not the case.
"General, look! Who's that?" Jiang Jinfu suddenly shouted.
Yang Ping looked over and saw a man walking out of the twilight. He was walking slowly towards the east gate.
He saw that the man was Zhao Dahe, and there was a bundle hanging on his waist. Yang Ping knew that it must be Zhu Wuji's severed head.
Chu Li suddenly stopped and turned to look at the three men who were charging toward him.
Monk Zhi Shan's red cowl fluttered as he glided toward Chu Li with two other elders and surrounded him.
Chu Li frowned and said coldly, "Zhi Shan, I was just about to settle the score with you!"
The tall and burly Monk Zhi Shan bowed with pressed palms. "Namo Amitabha …"
His Buddhist chant spread far and wide.
The martial arts masters in the city could vaguely hear the commotion, but they ignored it.
They hated Monk Zhi Shan to the core, but there was nothing they could do.
Fortunately, there was a military camp set up in the city. With the suppression of the military formation, the martial arts masters would only have ten to twenty percent of their martial arts power left. The difference between them and ordinary soldiers was very small, and a few soldiers were enough to suppress the martial arts masters.
With that, Monk Zhi Shan dared not come again.
Chu Li looked at the other two elders, one with a blade and the other with a sword.
"Are you from Hai Cang Mountain and Royal Blade Palace?" Chu Li asked slowly.
"That's right, Zhao Dahe. We were just about to settle the score with you!" The elder with the blade said. "You owe us a life!"
"Same here!" The elder from Hai Cang Mountain said.
Chu Li shook his head. "You can't stop me."
"We'll see!" The elder from Hai Cang Mountain sneered. "You took our treasure swords, didn't you?"
Chu Li's face darkened as he thought of Li Ruolan.
Back then, the two of them had obtained two treasure swords. One was for himself, and the other was given to Li Ruolan. The treasure swords were still there, but they were gone.
He glanced at Monk Zhi Shan and swung his arm.
"Ding!" A lunar chakram appeared in Monk Zhi Shan's sleeve and blocked the Light Blade.
Chu Li appeared dozens of meters away in a flash. His Time Steps were superb, and the people on the city wall were amazed.
Monk Zhi Shan disappeared in a flash and reappeared in front of Chu Li, slapping him with his palm.
The elders from Royal Blade Palace and Hai Cang Mountain attacked at the same time. Their swords were as fast as lightning, and their blades were as fast as lightning.
He wanted to go to the east gate, but Monk Zhi Shan blocked his way, causing him to move further and further away from the east gate.
The crowd was anxious, but they dared not go down. Once they were out of the city, they would no longer be under the pressure of the military formation. They were no match for Monk Zhi Shan, and they were afraid of him. They knew that they could not help and would only get themselves killed.
Chu Li suddenly went up to Monk Zhi Shan, and their palms collided.
"Boom!" A loud sound was heard when their palms collided. When their palms touched each other, their palm energy changed constantly. It was hard to defend against it.
Monk Zhi Shan looked at Chu Li in surprise.
He did not expect Chu Li's palm energy to be on par with his. It was obvious that Chu Li had mastered the Earth Matrix and Reincarnation Scripture and had a deeper understanding of it. This was a great threat to him. When he thought of this, his killing intent soared, and he stopped probing.
"Swoosh!" A solar chakram appeared, and a white light shot toward Chu Li.
Chu Li tilted his body, and at the same time, a flying blade shot out.
The white light brushed past Chu Li, but the flying blade shot into Monk Zhi Shan's sleeve and hit his wrist.
Chu Li's Nature Restoration Manifestation had improved greatly on the battlefield. He could not tell if it was because of the killing intent or the military flag, but he had improved by leaps and bounds. His analysis and prediction skills had improved greatly.
He had already predicted Monk Zhi Shan's movements, and he had prepared and responded in advance.
Chu Li suddenly slashed at the elder from Hai Cang Mountain at lightning speed.
The elder swung his sword to meet it, but Chu Li's blade force suddenly changed from fierce to gentle. It slid along the blade to the hilt, and the elder was so frightened that he quickly retreated.
Monk Zhi Shan's face turned gloomy. He had never been so seriously injured, and he could not use his left hand, so it was difficult for him to deal with Chu Li's flying blade.
His killing intent soared. It would be terrifying for such a powerful person to grow.
It had not been a long time since they last met, but he had improved so much that it was shocking.
The two of them were enemies, and Zhao Dahe would definitely avenge Li Ruolan. There was no possibility of reconciliation, so he had to kill him before he became too powerful!
Chu Li suddenly disappeared from the spot and reappeared two hundred feet away, closer to the east gate.
As soon as he appeared, he shot out a blade, followed by two blades.
Monk Zhi Shan appeared at the same time, and he quickly used his lunar chakram to deflect them.
The other two blades appeared almost at the same time. Since he could not move his left hand, he could only dodge them while using his other hand to block them.
Chu Li disappeared again in a flash, and he was now closer to the east gate.
Monk Zhi Shan disappeared in a flash.
As soon as he appeared, two flying blades shot toward him at the same time. He could only dodge one and block the other.
Two more flying blades shot toward him, not giving him a chance to catch his breath.
Chu Li suddenly disappeared, and he broke away from the blade and sword.
However, Monk Zhi Shan could not disappear, or else he would not be able to dodge the flying blades.
The faces of the two elders from Hai Cang Mountain and Royal Blade Palace turned red, and they moved faster.
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