In the middle of the night, everyone moved and silently occupied the stronghold.
For the sake of the future, they didn't exterminate them directly. They only killed the leader and left those who surrendered. Out of the three hundred people in the stronghold, more than twenty had died, so they made up for it.
Chu Li stood beside a forest outside the mountain village as Xu Cihang and Fan Yang saw him off.
The morning sun shone on the forest, and the mottled shadows fell on them.
Chu Li looked at the two of them. "Elder Fan, Elder Xu, what are your plans? Do you want to spend the rest of your lives here, or do you want to return?"
"We want to go back." Xu Cihang sighed.
Fan Yang said, "The fallen leaves return to their roots. It's still more comfortable to stay in Dali."
They knew that they would definitely die if they joined the Sharp Vigor Battalion, but they also 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. Once you've mastered it, you'll be able to change your appearance."
He took out two jade tablets from his bosom and handed them to them. "You may bring these tablets to see me."
Xu Cihang and Fan Yang heaved a sigh of relief and cupped their fists.
They were grateful for Chu Li's thoughtfulness and meticulousness. It was not safe for them to change their appearances 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 when that time came, it would be a monstrous disaster.
However, it was different for Chu Li. He was a disciple of the Holy Church of Light and a branch leader. As long as he joined the branch of the Holy Church of Light, he would have a protective talisman and would no longer have to worry about the military's investigation.
They could only live in peace under Chu Li's command. Otherwise, they might as well not go back and live in fear.
"Alright, let's go back." Chu Li waved his hand and said in a low voice, "I'll probably be promoted to a centurion after I go back this time. I'll see if I can transfer you guys out of the Sharp Vigor Battalion to be my subordinates. If I succeed, you guys can go back. If not, you guys can stay here and keep them in check. If anyone tries to cause trouble, just kill them. Don't let them get into trouble and drag you guys into it!"
"Yes." The two cupped their fists.
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 could see 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 chants echoed 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. Through 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 murderous aura 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 moves, so he was 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 the attack, but Chu Li's blade force suddenly changed from fierce to gentle. It slid along the blade to the hilt, which frightened the elder so much that he quickly retreated.
Monk Zhi Shan's face turned gloomy. He had never been so seriously injured. Now that he could not use his left hand, it was difficult for him to deal with Chu Li's flying blade.
His killing intent intensified. It would be terrifying for such a powerful person to grow.
It had not been long since they last met, but Chu Li 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 happened to appear at the same time, so he quickly used his lunar chakram to deflect the blades.
The other two blades appeared almost at the same time. Since he could not move his left hand, he could only dodge them while blocking them with his other hand.
Chu Li disappeared again in a flash, and he was closer to the east gate.
Monk Zhi Shan disappeared in a flash.
As soon as he reappeared, 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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