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

The strength of this group of Dongshan bandits is much stronger than Colonel Chu had imagined before.

Before, he thought there were only two to three hundred bandits, so he led a thousand people out of the city to suppress the bandits.

Who knows, there are nearly a thousand bandits, far more than they knew from their intelligence.

Thousands against thousands, if the fighting continues like this, even if the officers and soldiers are stronger, the casualties will not be small.

And there was another thing that made Captain Chu wary: until now, he still hadn't seen where the bandit's stronghold was, nor the so-called bandit king Song He!

Moreover, his goal has actually been achieved.

The main goal of going out to the city to suppress the bandits this time was actually to kill Qiao Mu according to the city lord's order, while clearing out the mountain bandits was secondary.

"There are so many bandits, we can't rush in any more. What if there's an ambush?" Lieutenant Chu said solemnly:

"Go back to Yancheng first, and send more troops back in the future. The bandit king Song He will naturally be captured easily, so there is no need to rush."

Colonel Chu's words immediately silenced the centurions under his command.

What the captain said is actually not unreasonable...but why did you go there so early?

Now that we finally know that bandits may be ambushing us, we should not rush in?

It's just a pity that the young centurion Qiao Mu, who died fighting for his fellow queen...

When Lieutenant Chu was preparing to lead his army to retreat back to the city, Lao Huang, monk soldiers and other sergeants slowly approached the corpse of Qiao Mu and remained silent for a long time.

They spontaneously wrapped Qiao Mu's body with flags, and together they lifted the mangled body and walked back.

They had not been able to follow Qiao Mu and charge to death before...

Now, they could at least collect Qiao Mu's body and take his body back to Yancheng.

This is the last thing they can do...

.....

On the left side of the mountain above the valley.

Once again, the resurrected tree stepped out of the shadows.

He twisted his neck from side to side, getting used to this new body.

At this time, his figure was stronger than before, and he was even taller by a few centimeters. His facial features also appeared more mature, and there was a fine stubble on his chin.

"How old am I now?"

Qiao Mu's mind moved, and the Ouroboros longevity lock appeared again in his mind.

After dying once, the light of Ouroboros' longevity lock has faded and returned to its usual lightless state.

Evaluation of this death: B (Chivalrous young man, promising a thousand pieces of gold, valuing justice over life and death.)

Death consumption life span: 8 years

Number of resurrections remaining this week: 4/5

Current age: 28 years old

Skills: Changshengquan (proficient), military spearmanship (proficient), iron crotch skill (proficient)

The method of disintegrating demons (skilled)

In his mind, scenes of memories began to emerge, and Qiao Mu finally recalled the past eight years.

Eight years!

For eight full years, Qiao Mu devoted himself to practicing martial arts every day!

Eight years of sleepless nights and sleepless nights!

During these eight years, the inner strength that Qiao Mu had just developed grew bit by bit over time, and became stronger bit by bit.

Take one step at a time and become stronger bit by bit.

Not only strengthening his inner strength, Qiao Mu also honed his mastery of martial arts at all times during these eight years.

When eight years have passed, the drops of water have gathered into a river.

Military marksmanship suddenly went from beginner level eight years ago to mastery.

The iron crotch skill, which he has not officially started to practice yet, has also reached a proficient level thanks to Qiao Mu's unremitting efforts.

What is even more outrageous is that Qiao Mu has become very skilled in the self-mutilating method of dismantling demons.

At this time, he felt that the inner energy in his Dantian Qi was several times stronger than when he first aroused his inner energy eight years ago.

"I worked so hard!" Qiao Mu sighed:

"I have been practicing hard for eight years, practicing Changshengquan, spear skills, iron crotch skills, and even the disintegration of demons at the same time. I am a master of time management! This is more than eight years of increased skill!"

Qiao Mu noticed something strange.

His death at the hands of Butcher Zheng was a C-level death evaluation, which allowed Qiao Mu to improve his martial arts skills for three years.

This death was a B-level death evaluation, but it was more than just eight years of improvement in martial arts skills.

“Is this a perk of quality death?”

"It's the same eight years, but my time efficiency has been significantly higher in these eight years. Not only has my internal strength increased by the same amount as eight years of hard training, but I have also practiced many additional martial arts."

If we say C-level death, it represents 100% time efficiency, that is, forgetting food and sleep, practicing hard that can only be seen in dreams.

So for Qiao Mu's B-level death this time, the time management efficiency may have reached 150%, which is unprecedented in his dreams.

"If I find a few more hard skills and body skills, can I use the efficient time management brought by high-quality death to quickly master a variety of martial arts and skills?" Qiao Mu thought to himself.

Chapter 20 He died for us

At the mouth of the valley, the remaining officers and soldiers had already begun to rush towards Yancheng.

Lao Huang, the monk and others walked at the back of the team. They carried a body wrapped in a flag and remained silent for a long time.

As soldiers, it was natural that they had never seen the corpses of their comrades.

It's just that Qiao Mu's brazen appearance of dying just now was really shocking and unforgettable, and it still made them feel uneasy at this moment.

"Speaking of which, what's going on at Boss's house?" Old Huang said nonchalantly:

"Let's take the body back to Yancheng. Someone must explain the situation to his family, right?"

Others also started talking: "Centurion Qiaomu seems to be a foreigner. He just came to Yancheng not long ago?"

"I once saw him helping a blind girl of about twenty years old to walk. Is she probably a relative of his?"

"There seems to be only one blind man of similar age in his family. It seems like two brothers and a sister depend on each other?"

The other sergeants chatted for a few words and then fell silent again.

Old Huang, who wanted to start a fight before, had nothing to say.

Orphaned and widowed, their only relative is a blind girl...How can they continue talking about this?

When they thought that they might have to carry the body to see Qiao Mu's blind sister, they suddenly felt a little heavier on their shoulders.

"Why are there words engraved on this tree?" At this time, the discussion of the sergeant next to him attracted the attention of Lao Huang and others.

"Luomu Valley? It looks like the writing was just carved with a sharp tool? It's strange, who has such leisurely time to still carve words on the tree when a war is about to begin."

Old Huang, who was carrying the body, was suddenly startled.

Luomu Valley?

Only now did he realize, belatedly, that the meaning of this name gave a glimpse of Yi Erqiao's state of mind before the inscriptions were made.

"It turns out that before he entered the valley, he was already feeling uneasy and had a death wish!"

"He was not fighting for his life. He suspected that the bandits had set up an ambush before entering the valley. He just couldn't disobey the military order and had to go in!"

The previous scenes reappeared in my mind, Captain Chu's stern face when issuing military orders, Qiao Mu's back charging alone... It turns out that Qiao Mu's death in battle was not an accident, but a long-term intention to die!

So as soon as they entered the valley, Qiao Mu ordered everyone to retreat when they found the bandit, leaving him alone in the rear.

So when he found there was no way to retreat, Qiao Mu resolutely charged alone, and finally died of his injuries.

So before charging alone, Qiao Mu didn't forget to turn around and remind Lao Huang of his mother and son, asking him not to follow him to death...

He had known for a long time that he would die, and he went to die bravely.

It wasn't until this moment that he discovered this.

He finally knew Qiao Mu's motive for fighting to the death.

He charged alone and fought bravely, not to kill the bandits for his own chance of survival, but to fight for the chance of survival of his subordinates.

It is said that because of that promise, he protects Lao Huang, but he protects more than just Lao Huang?

"He died for us..." Lao Huang paused and suddenly murmured.

At this moment, a voice came from the side.

"What are you carrying?"

The one who spoke was Captain Chu. When he saw Lao Huang and others hanging at the back of the team, he walked over with a sullen face and asked.

He didn't remember giving such an order.

"Reporting to your lord, it is the body of Centurion Qiao Mu." Old Huang quickly lowered his head, but felt a little panic in his heart.

There seems to be some grudge between Captain Chu and Centurion Qiao Mu? Will Captain Chu be displeased if he carries Qiao Mu's body?

However, Captain Chu's reaction was beyond his expectation.

"Qiao Mu's body? Yes, centurion Qiao Mu died fighting a bandit. His body should not be exposed in the wilderness." Lieutenant Chu patted Lao Huang's shoulder and said:

"Thank you for your hard work. Let's carry it back to Yancheng and leave it there. I will arrange the burial when the time comes."

Lao Huang and the other sergeants raised their heads slightly in surprise, but Colonel Chu turned his back to them and walked away.

"Could it be that we were mistaken? Isn't Colonel Chu deliberately trying to make things difficult for the leader?" Lao Huang was a little confused.

But he didn't see the slight curve at the corner of Colonel Chu's mouth after he turned and left.

In front of so many sergeants, he certainly would not chill the hearts of his colleagues.

Of course, there is another crucial reason.

"These soldiers reminded me of something." Colonel Chu thought to himself:

"The Lord of the City is a man who must retaliate. He was beaten up by Qiao Mu on the street and lost his face. The Lord of the City may not care that much, but his Young Master will not forget it easily."

"If you send this body back to Yancheng, you can inform the city lord. It can be regarded as a smooth favor."

Lieutenant Chu called his confidant and asked him to collect the body after returning to the city, and also notify the city lord's palace.

As for whether the city lord is going to come over and see Qiao Mu's miserable corpse, or is going to open the coffin and whip the corpse, that's none of his business.

On the ridge on the left side of the valley.

Qiao Mu picked up a spear thrown by the bandit from the ground.

The bandit was once again defeated and fled, discarding some weapons in the process, which he picked up at this time.

After resurrecting from the dead, Qiao Mu had a brand new body, and the spear in his hand did not return to his hand with his resurrection.

"After you die in battle, your personal weapons will be lost... In this case, you can practice the weapons, but your boxing and kicking skills are still the most important and cannot be left behind."

Qiao Mu picked up the spear in his hand and waved it around a few times, and immediately felt different.

Before he died in battle, he had only practiced military marksmanship for a few days. It can only be said that he was better than those who had never practiced at all. He mainly relied on his physical strength, speed and speed to fight with a gun.

But as soon as he held the gun, Qiao Mu felt something different.

He has mastered military marksmanship, making him feel like the spear in his hand is part of his body. He can control it as easily as his arms and fingers, and hit wherever he points.

He held the spear in his hand and stabbed the tree trunk beside him like lightning. There was only a sharp whistle, and the tip of the spear stayed steadily an inch away from the tree trunk, without touching the tree trunk.

He took the tip of the spear to his eyes and saw that it was stabbing an ant.

The tip of the spear pierced the ant, but did not pierce the tree trunk that was close at hand. This means that Qiao Mu's control over the spear in his hand has become as easy as using his arm.

Moreover, his physical strength has obviously increased, not just the 500-jin strength of ordinary people, so he can lift heavy things with ease.

A strong body gives birth to internal strength, and the gradually growing internal strength will in turn widen the meridians, allowing the warrior's body to break through the limits of ordinary people.