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Chapter 3822

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Chu Li looked at the tent and was quite satisfied.

The tent was very spacious and not as cramped as he had imagined. There were two beds, two cabinets, and two tables. It was clean and tidy.

"Two people live here?"

"There were originally two, but now you're the only one."

"The original people are all dead?"

"Yes." Elder Fan said nonchalantly, "They've all left. We're the only ones left in the Sharp Vigor Battalion, and now you're one of us!"

Xu Cihang said, "There were six people the day before yesterday, but only the two of us returned."

"There were thirty people in our battalion in the beginning." Elder Fan pointed at the surrounding tents. "It was quite lively. When the war started, the Sharp Vigor Battalion was like dumplings. We were all thrown into the pot and were quickly eaten up!"

"Elder Fan, what are you talking about?" Xu Cihang said impatiently. "Do you still want to eat dumplings? Come, Young Zhao, tell us how you ended up in such a miserable state. It's so exciting to experience such ups and downs! "

Chu Li sat cross-legged on one of the beds and briefly told them what happened.

He did not go into details. He only told them how he joined the Holy Church of Light and how his guide was killed. He then killed the Altar Leader who set him up and was punished according to the church's rules.

"Well done!" Elder Fan patted his shoulder and praised, "You're loyal and righteous. That's what a good man should be like!"

"There's no need to do this." Xu Cihang curled his lips and said disapprovingly, "If it were me, I'd keep quiet and work hard. I'll teach this Altar Leader a lesson when I become a Priest. I'll let him have a taste of his own medicine."

Chu Li said, "He's in Falling Autumn City. After this war, he'll most likely become a Priest."

"Ah, there's no other way." Xu Cihang nodded. "Then you can only do it as soon as possible. You're unlucky."

Chu Li smiled. "There's no other way. I can only do this."

He could tell that his actions had earned their respect and they wanted to befriend him. Everyone liked people who were loyal and righteous.

"The three of us probably won't live for long." Fan Yang chuckled and said, "You'll be able to meet your sweetheart soon. I'm the most pitiful, I don't have a sweetheart!"

While they were talking, the soldier from before returned. He held a sheathed longsword in one hand and a set of armor in the other. He threw them on the ground and said, "Everything's here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left, as if he was afraid of being tainted by bad luck.

Xu Cihang stared at the back of the armored soldier and snorted. A murderous glint flashed across his eyes.

Fan Yang chuckled and said, "Come, come, try it and see if it fits. Armor is a life-saving item."

He picked up the armor and passed it to Chu Li.

Chu Li lifted his hand and felt that it was light as a feather. It seemed to be a piece of cloth armor. He knocked on it and realized that this armor was very sturdy. Although it was far inferior to his floating silkworm treasured clothing, it could still block a few blades and spears on the battlefield.

He then picked up the long blade and unsheathed it. The blade was snow white and emitted a cold aura. It was a sharp blade, and even though it wasn't a precious blade, it was still a rare sharp blade.

He nodded in satisfaction.

"How is it? Do you like it?" Fan Yang chuckled. "It can't be compared to the weapons of the Holy Church of Light."

Chu Li replied, "It's not any worse than the Holy Church of Light's."

Fan Yang laughed. "Is it really that good?"

Chu Li nodded. "The Holy Church of Light has a Divine Armament Hall, and the weapons they make are similar to this. However, treasured blades of a higher level are of course better than this."

"Sigh, I heard that there's a Royal Blade Palace in the martial arts world of the Qiu Dynasty. There are many treasured blades there." Fan Yang sighed. "If we have a treasured blade, it'll be like adding wings to a tiger."

"Elder Fan, stop daydreaming!" Xu Cihang scoffed.

Chu Li placed the long blade beside his hand and put on the armor.

"Let's go and have a spar." Fan Yang chuckled. "We'll be on the same team from now on, and we'll know each other's strengths."

They also wanted to experience the martial arts of the disciples of the Holy Church of Light. It would be exciting if they could defeat the disciples of the Holy Church of Light.

The three of them arrived at the martial arts field, and each of them took an ironwood blade. It was as heavy as a real blade, and it was painful enough to cut their bodies.

Chu Li wanted to show off his power, so he subdued them with one swing of his blade.

The two of them were thoroughly convinced, and they praised Chu Li for being a disciple of the Holy Church of Light.

Chu Li secretly sighed at the importance of his identity. His identity as a disciple of the Holy Church of Light had suppressed them, and when he displayed his powerful martial arts, the two of them immediately admitted defeat. It did not take much effort at all.

He also learned about their backgrounds. Elder Fan was a member of the martial arts world, and he was sent to the Sharp Vigor Battalion after killing an imperial court official. He had been in the Sharp Vigor Battalion for ten years, and because there were not many battles, he lived a comfortable life.

Xu Cihang was originally a centurion, but he fought with another centurion and accidentally killed him. Hence, he was sent here for four years.

Both of them were Grandmasters. In his eyes, they were not worth mentioning and could not withstand a single blow. However, to others, they were already rare masters. After all, Grandmasters were very rare, and that was the reason why they could live until now.

In the following days, the Sharp Vigor Battalion seemed to be forgotten.

Soaring Eagle Cavalry was deployed from time to time, but the Sharp Vigor Battalion was not involved. Firstly, they had fewer men, and secondly, because of Yang Ping, they did not want to give Chu Li a chance to make a contribution.

During the day, Chu Li would cultivate in the Sharp Vigor Battalion. At night, he would return to his residence in Adjacent Town to chat with Xiao Qi or take a stroll by the river. He had already bought a small boat so he could ride it anytime.

During the day, while he cultivated, he would also use the Omniscient Mirror to observe the entire Soaring Eagle Cavalry, to see how they trained and how they cooperated. In terms of cavalry, the Li Dynasty was not as good as the Qiu Dynasty, and the Ji Dynasty was not as good as the Li Dynasty. At the end of the day, it was all about the training methods.

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At noon seven days later, he suddenly heard footsteps outside. Through the Omniscient Mirror, he saw a group of people led by an armored soldier to the martial arts field of the Sharp Vigor Battalion.

This armored soldier was the one who had brought Chu Li here earlier. His surname was Jiang, and his name was Jiang Jinfu. He was the general's personal scribe.

Fan Yang greeted him with a smile.

"Elder Fan, I'll leave them to you. They're condemned prisoners from the imperial court, and none of them are good people!" Jiang Jinfu raised his voice.

Fan Yang chuckled and nodded. "Leave them to me!"

"Train them well. Otherwise, they'll just be throwing their lives away on the battlefield!" Jiang Jinfu said.

"No problem!" Fan Yang smiled.

Jiang Jinfu raised his voice and shouted, "The newcomer, Zhao Dahe, come with me to get the armor!"

Chu Li sat on the bed and did not move. It was as if he did not hear anything.

Fan Yang quickly said, "There's no need for Elder Zhao. Young Xu and I will be fine!"

"Hmm …?" Jiang Jinfu frowned at him.

Fan Yang chuckled. "He's been making use of his time to cultivate these few days."

Jiang Jinfu's expression darkened. "It seems like I can't order him around!"

Fan Yang smiled. "He's busy. We'll be fine!"

In the army, the strong were respected. Both of them were extremely impressed by Chu Li's martial arts. Moreover, Chu Li had also given them pointers, which had greatly improved their martial arts.

Of course, they could not trouble him with such trivial errands.

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