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

Who knew that the number of bandits was nearly a thousand, far more than what they knew from their information.

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

And there is one more thing that makes Captain Chu afraid: until now, he still hasn't seen where the bandit's stronghold is, and the so-called bandit king Song He!

Moreover, his purpose has actually been achieved.

The main goal of going out of the city to suppress bandits this time is actually to kill Qiao Mu according to the order of the city lord, followed by eliminating bandits.

"There are so many bandits, we can't rush in any more, what if there is still an ambush?" Captain Chu said in a deep voice:

"Go back to Yancheng first, and send more troops to come back in the future. Song He, the bandit king, is naturally easy to capture, so why rush it for a while."

Captain Chu's words directly silenced the centurions under his command.

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

Now that I finally know that bandits may be ambushing, don't rush in?

It's just a pity that the young centurion Qiao Mu, who was called the queen of his colleagues, died fighting...

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

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

Before, they failed to follow Qiao Mu to charge to death...

Now, they could at least restrain Qiao Mu's body and return to Yancheng with his body.

This is the last thing they can do...

...........

Above the valley to the left above the ridge.

Once again, the revived Qiao Shu stepped out of the shadows.

He twisted his neck from side to side, adapting to his new body.

At this time, his figure was stronger than before, even his height was raised by a few centimeters, his face and facial features were 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 reappeared in his mind.

After dying once, the light of the Ouroboros Longevity Lock has faded away, returning to its usual dull state.

Evaluation of this death: B (Youth is chivalrous, promises a thousand gold, values ​​righteousness over life and death.)

Lifespan consumed by death: 8 years

Remaining resurrections this week: 4/5

Current age: 28

Skills: Longevity Fist (proficient), military spear technique (proficient), iron crotch skill (proficient)

Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa (Proficiency)

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

Eight years!

For eight full years, Qiao Mu practiced martial arts wholeheartedly every day!

Eight years of sleepless nights and sleepless nights!

During these eight years, the ray of inner strength that Qiao Mu had just cultivated grew and became stronger bit by bit with time.

Step by step, bit by bit, become stronger.

Not only did he strengthen his inner strength, during these eight years, Qiao Mu also honed his martial arts all the time.

When eight years have passed, the dripping water has gathered into rivers.

Military spear skills have suddenly reached proficiency from beginners eight years ago.

With Qiao Mu's unremitting efforts, the iron crotch skill that has not yet been practiced has reached a level of proficiency.

What's more outrageous is that Qiao Mu is very proficient in the self-harming method of disintegrating the demon.

At this moment, the internal energy in his dantian's sea of ​​energy felt several times thicker than it was eight years ago when the internal energy was just stimulated.

"I really worked so hard!" Qiao Mu exclaimed:

"Eight years of hard training, and at the same time practicing Longevity Boxing, Spear Technique, Iron Crotch Kung Fu, and even the disintegration of the demon, is simply a master of time management! This is more than eight years of increased skill!"

Qiao Mu noticed something strange.

When he died at the hands of Zheng Tuhu, it was a C-level death evaluation, which allowed Qiao Mu to improve his martial arts skills for three years.

This time, the death was a B-level death evaluation, but it was not as simple as eight years of martial arts skills.

"Is this the added benefit of high-quality death?"

"It's also eight years, but my time efficiency is obviously higher in these eight years. Not only has the increase in internal strength been equivalent to eight years of hard work, but I have also learned a lot of martial arts."

If we say that C-level death represents 100% time efficiency, that is to say, sleepless nights and sleepless nights, hard training that can only be found in dreams.

Then, with Qiao Mu's B-level death this time, the time management efficiency may have reached 150% which was not even in his dreams.

"If I find a few more hard skills and body skills, I can 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 21 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 behind the team, they were carrying a corpse wrapped in banners, and they were silent for a long time.

As soldiers, it's not like they haven't seen the corpse of their comrade.

It's just that the appearance of Qiao Mu brazenly going to death just now was really shocking and unforgettable, which made them still uneasy at this moment.

"Speaking of which, what's the situation in the boss's family?" Old Huang Xu said in a rambling voice:

"Let's take the corpse back to Yancheng, someone must explain the situation to his family, right?"

Others also commented: "Centurion Qiao Mu seems to be an outsider, he just came to Yancheng not long ago?"

"I once saw him walking with a blind girl around 20 years old. Maybe it was his relative?"

"In his family, there seems to be only one blind man of the same age. It seems that two brothers and sisters depend on each other?"

The other sergeants just chatted a few words, then fell silent again.

Lao Huang, who wanted to start a conversation before, said nothing.

Orphans and widows, the only relative is a blind girl... How can they talk about it?

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

"Why are there still words engraved on this tree?" At this moment, the voices of the sergeants nearby caught the attention of Lao Huang and the others.

"Luomugu? It seems that this handwriting was just carved with a sharp weapon? It's weird, who has such a leisurely mood, and the war is about to start, and they are still carving words on the tree."

Lao Huang, who was carrying the corpse, was startled suddenly.

Fallen Wood Valley?

He only now realized belatedly that the interpretation of the name gave a glimpse of Yier Qiaomu's state of mind before the lettering.

"It turns out that before he entered the valley, he was already restless and had the will to die!"

"He didn't fight for survival. Before he entered the valley, he suspected that bandits had set up an ambush, but he couldn't disobey the military order and had to enter!"

The previous scenes reappeared in my mind, Captain Chu's stern face when the military order was issued, and the back of Qiao Mu charging alone... It turned out that Qiao Mu's death in battle was not accidental, but had a long-standing will to die!

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

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

So before charging alone, Qiao Mu didn't forget to turn around and mention Lao Huang's mother and son at home, telling him not to follow him to death...

He knew that he was going to die, and he went to die willingly.

It wasn't until now that he realized it belatedly.

He finally understood Qiao Mu's motivation for fighting to the death.

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

It is said that because of that one promise, Lao Huang is well protected, but he is not the only one who protects Lao Huang?

"He died for us..." Old Huang paused, and suddenly murmured.

At this moment, a voice came from the side.

"What are you carrying?"

It was Captain Chu who spoke. Seeing Lao Huang and others hanging at the back of the line, he came over with a sullen face and asked.

He didn't remember giving such an order.

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

Captain Chu seems to have some grudges with the centurion Qiao Mu?Will Captain Chu be displeased by him carrying Qiao Mu's body?

But Captain Chu's reaction was beyond his expectation.

"Qiao Mu's body? Yes, the centurion Qiao Mu died fighting the bandits, and he really shouldn't be exposed to the wilderness." Captain Chu patted Lao Huang on the shoulder and said:

"Thank you for your hard work, first carry it back to Yancheng and put it away, and I will arrange the burial when the time comes."

Lao Huang and other sergeants looked up slightly unexpectedly, but Captain Chu walked away with his back to them.

"Could it be that we are thinking wrong? Isn't Captain Chu deliberately trying to make things difficult for the boss?" Lao Huang was a little confused.

But he didn't see Captain Chu's mouth curved slightly after he turned and left.

In front of so many sergeants, he certainly wouldn't chill the hearts of his comrades.

Of course, there is another crucial reason.

"These soldiers reminded me of one thing." Captain Chu thought in his heart:

"The son of the city lord must take revenge on others. He was beaten up by Qiao Mu on the street before, and he lost face. The lord of the city may not care so much, but his son will not forget it easily."

"Bringing this corpse back to Yancheng, I can inform the Lord of the city, which is considered a favor."

Captain Chu called his confidant next to him and asked him to be responsible for collecting the corpses after returning to the city, and also notified the City Lord's Mansion.

As for whether the young master of the city is going to come to see the tragic state of Qiao Mu's corpse, or if he is going to open the coffin and flog the corpse, then it's none of his business.

..................

Above the mountains on the left side of the valley.

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

Bandit Fang was defeated and fled again, and he also dropped some weapons in the middle, but he picked them up at this time.

After being resurrected 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.

"When you die in battle, your weapons will be lost...In this case, the weapons can be practiced, but the fist and kick skills are the most important, and you can't lose them."

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

Before he died in battle, he had only practiced military spear skills for a few days, and he could only say that he was better than those who had never practiced at all. He mainly relied on his physical strength to fight with a gun at a high speed.

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

He has already practiced proficient military spear skills, making him feel that the long spear in his hand is like a part of his body, and he can control it as easily as an arm and finger, and shoot wherever he points.

Holding the spear in his hand, he stabbed towards the tree trunk beside him like lightning, only to hear a shriek, and the tip of the spear stayed firmly an inch away from the tree trunk, without touching the tree trunk.

He brought the tip of the gun to his eyes and saw that there was an ant piercing the tip of the gun.

The tip of the spear pierced the ants, but did not pierce the tree trunk that is close at hand, which means that the tree's ability to control the spear in his hand is as easy as his fingers.

Moreover, his physical strength has obviously increased, beyond the limit of five hundred catties of ordinary people, so he can lift weights with ease.

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

"Next, it's time to thank my good brother who let me cash out my chips." Qiao Mu held a spear in his hand and looked down at the crowd of officers and soldiers below, his eyes turned cold.