Kill me a few more times and I'll be invincible

Chapter 16 I’ll deliver this head!

After drinking for a while, Qiao Mu became somewhat familiar with the sergeants under his command.

However, the city lord did not leave Qiao Mu in the army to let him gradually become familiar with the army, nor did he leave time for him to practice the Iron Crotch Kung Fu.

However, a few days later, Lieutenant Chu ordered troops at the military camp, preparing to detach an army of a thousand people to go out of the city to suppress the bandits.

"Qiao Mu, I heard that you are very brave, so I will use you as the vanguard in this round of bandit suppression, leading hundreds of people to search the mountain!" Lieutenant Chu ordered.

"Take the order." Qiao Mu lowered his head, his eyes flickering slightly, and he smelled a hint of danger.

Among the thousands of troops, there were ten centurions.

Among these ten people, except for Qiao Mu, all were ninth-grade warriors.

But Lieutenant Chu chose him as the vanguard...

"You say I am brave enough? The city lord finally took action, right? He found such a lame excuse."

Qiao Mu cursed.

But not only did he not care, he was even slightly excited.

His martial arts aptitude can only be said to be above average, not outstanding. If he wants to practice slowly by himself, it will naturally be extremely inefficient.

And as soon as he dies, the chips in his hand will be realized.

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This army of thousands of people left the city and attacked Dongshan.

Lieutenant Chu did not know the exact location of the bandit's lair, but he only knew that it was in the Dongshan area.

Therefore, Qiao Mu, who is responsible for exploring the path, can be said to be the most dangerous and may be attacked by bandits hiding in the mountains at any time.

Qiao Mu held a spear in his hand and went up a hillside to look around. He saw a vast sea of ​​forest, no trace of human beings, and no cottage.

"Who is familiar with the terrain of Dongshan? Lead the way." Qiao Mu turned to look at the sergeants behind him.

The sergeants looked at each other with their noses and noses, and some even turned around and whistled pretending not to hear. The scene was like a student facing the teacher's roll call.

These sergeants are not stupid.

I drank with Qiao Mu before.

But now bandits may appear in the mountains at any time, and those leading the way will naturally be in greater danger.

Everyone will seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and most of these sergeants are just trying to make ends meet. Why do they want to fight for their little salary?

Qiao Mu's face darkened slightly, and he was about to continue speaking when he saw a familiar figure jumping out again.

"Boss, I'm familiar with this area." Old Huang grinned, showing his big yellow teeth, and said with a smile:

"Since we can't see any trace of the cottage here, it might be hidden in the valley to the west... There is a small valley a mile further to the west. How about we head there?"

"Okay." Qiao Mu nodded in agreement.

Lao Huang led the way, followed closely by Qiao Mu, and behind them were hundreds of scattered sergeants.

These sergeants basically dropped two or three steps intentionally or unintentionally, keeping a little distance from the two Qiao Mu at the front.

Lao Huang didn't seem to notice, he was just talking.

Qiao Mu didn't care, it could even be said that he couldn't ask for it.

As we went west, the grass became denser and lusher, and eventually the grass was almost half a person tall.

Lao Huang held up his knife and split the grass. As he walked forward, he turned to talk to Qiao Mu:

"Boss, the oldest child in my family is really promising. He has been very strong since he was a child. He is only fifteen years old this year and can lift three hundred kilograms of stone locks. He is even stronger than his father and me..."

Ever since he drank that day, Lao Huang has become a bit talkative, always nagging about some of his parents' shortcomings.

"Boss, how strong were you when you were fifteen? Do you think my eldest child will be able to develop his inner strength in the future?"

When I was fifteen years old, I was hacked to death by Butcher Zheng... Qiao Mu didn't answer, but just reminded:

"Be careful and lead the way, and stop gossiping."

Qiao Mu had just finished reminding him, but as soon as he finished speaking, he heard several "whooshing" sounds piercing the air, and several sharp arrows shot through the air. At this time, Old Huang still kept looking back... .

Between lightning and stone.

Qiao Mu took a step forward and kicked Lao Huang over.

Facing the sharp arrows, he held the spear in both hands and quickly spun it in front of him, and then...

Puff puff.

He was hit by three arrows in a row, and the spear in his hand was completely unblocked.

As expected, everything in the game is a lie... Before Qiao Mu could even take a breath, dozens of bandits with their heads wrapped in turbans emerged from the grass on both sides.

Qiao Mu's eyes almost turned red!

Bandits! He finally saw the bandit!

To round things off, he will die soon!

Thinking of this, he didn't even pull out the three sharp arrows stuck in his body, and immediately roared:

"Follow me! I'll lead you to fight!"

Before he finished speaking, and without waiting for the sergeants behind him to respond, he immediately rushed into the group of bandits with his spear in hand.

The more brave you fight, the higher your death rating will be!

No one can stop me from killing someone today!

laugh!

The spear in Qiao Mu's hand pierced the waist and abdomen of a bandit like lightning, making a sharp sound.

Although Qiao Mu had just started to touch guns a few days ago, he was very strong, with his arms weighing 500 kilograms.

Military marksmanship is not complicated, just practice a few moves back and forth.

He straightened up and stabbed straight, and the spear instantly passed through the bandit's chest and abdomen, and even without losing power, he skewered another bandit behind him.

call...

He took a deep breath, kicked the bandit's body on the gun, and pulled the gun out while throwing the gun back.

A bandit behind him was hit in the waist by the gunman, and his body flew away with a clear sound of bone cracking.

These bandits are actually ordinary people, and Qiao Mu's strength of 500 kilograms, which is the limit of his training, is still a big advantage against them.

Just like that, he killed seven or eight people in a row, and hundreds of sergeants behind him also surrounded him.

The dozens of bandits were quickly defeated, leaving only a few corpses in place before disappearing deeper into the grass.

call....

Qiao Mu exhaled and then looked down at the three arrows stuck in his chest and abdomen. With a little force, he pulled out all the sharp arrows with his bare hands.

"Bring me some medicine to stop the bleeding."

After Qiao Mu finished speaking loudly, he heard silence behind him. When he looked back, he found that many sergeants were looking at him with inexplicable shock.

This Yancheng is just a small city, and the city defenders are not elite. This is the first time for these big soldiers to see such brave people fighting...

"Boss, you fight so hard, you are really risking your life." The bald monk soldier said with a smile.

He originally thought that he had a strength of four to five hundred pounds and was not much weaker than the young centurion. However, just now he realized the gap between the two sides.

This is not a question of strength or martial arts at all... He thought he couldn't do it.

The most surprised person was Lao Huang. He was not injured at all, but there was a clear shoe mark on his butt. He was kicked down by Qiao Mu at the beginning of the battle, and he remains until now.

Lao Huang looked at the three arrow wounds on Qiao Mu's body and was stunned.

In this world, there are actually military attaches who can block the arrows of an ordinary soldier?

Chapter 17 One person’s charge (5k, two and a half chapters)

"These bandits are so mean."

Qiao Mu sat down under a tree, letting the sergeant on the side help bandage the wound, while looking regretful.

I originally wanted to kill him, but the enemy was a bit weak.

I can only try harder next time.

Qiao Mu was hit by three arrows at the beginning, but the wounds were not too deep and he could still move freely. He just lost some blood and his face was a little pale.

And he was already the most seriously injured person in this short battle.

These bandits are not very strong and their fighting spirit is average, so they are not difficult to deal with.

In addition, the officers and soldiers had a numerical advantage, so except for Qiao Mu, who bravely rushed into the enemy's position, no one else was injured.

But at this moment, the other sergeants, including the bald monk who was applying medicine to Qiao Mu, looked a little unnatural.

It's like a group of gangsters waiting to beat the workers to death, and one of them is the king of struggle. This is strange.

"Boss, with this little salary, why are you risking your life..." the bald monk soldier said while bandaging his wounds.

"You're kidding, who would fight for that little salary?" Qiao Mu flatly denied.

"Then you..." The bald monk hesitated, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Lao Huang standing beside him blankly.

Lao Huang is still a bit of a thief. He is over forty this year, and his energy and blood have begun to decline. In the previous battle, he did not fight the bandits head-on, and kept hiding.

Except for being kicked in the ass by Qiao Mu, he was unscathed.

The bald monk soldier looked at Lao Huang and suddenly said:

"Boss, is it because of your previous promise that if there is a war, you will protect Lao Huang Zhouquan?"

Lao Huang was stunned when he heard this.

Qiao Mu seemed to have indeed said this when he was exchanging the "Iron Crotch Kung" a few days ago.

But no one, including Lao Huang himself, took it seriously.

Although Qiao Mu is a centurion, he has not developed his inner strength and is only made of flesh and blood. How can he protect Lao Huang Zhouquan on the battlefield?

Therefore, Lao Huang quickly forgot about this incident.

But now they know.

How to protect?

Use your body to block it!

"This..." Lao Huang was a little at a loss at this moment.

He is over forty years old and has big yellow teeth. He is more like an old farmer than an officer and a soldier, and his strength is average. He is just an ordinary big-headed soldier. Moreover, the two parties are not related, so they have just met. It didn't take long.

Even the martial arts skills he practiced were not very serious iron crotch skills.

A person like him can only earn some hard-earned money for his family, so how can anyone stop him? He is not some pretty girl!

If it were another military attaché, it would be nice not to use him to block arrows, but why should he block arrows for him?

Is this reasonable?

Lao Huang didn't understand it no matter how hard he thought about it.

"Why, monk, are you a little regretful?" Qiao Mu changed the subject:

"If you had given me the skills you learned back then, I would have been able to protect you as well."

This bald monk soldier was born as a warrior monk, and he was supposed to have a Buddhist title, but he refused to elaborate on his origin, Buddhist title, etc., so he was randomly nicknamed "Monk" by other soldiers.

The monk is really a little different from other big-headed soldiers. In addition, he has martial arts skills and is a monk close to the limit of training, so Qiao Mu pays more attention to him.

"Boss, you are joking." The bald monk soldier sneered.

He felt a little ashamed now.

He used to think that Qiao Mu was just prostituted from Lao Huang's Iron Crotch Kung Fu, so he had no intention of handing over the Kung Fu and martial arts skills he knew to Qiao Mu, but now he changed his mind.

How could such a person who could block the arrows of his most powerful soldiers use his skills for nothing?

"I don't have the secret manual of my exercises with me. If you want it, boss, just ask me for it when you get back to Yancheng." The bald monk soldier said seriously: