After having a drink, Qiao Mu became more familiar with the soldiers under his command.
However, the city lord did not keep Qiao Mu in the army to let him slowly familiarize himself with the military, nor did he give him time to practice the Iron Crotch Skill.
However, a few days later, Captain Chu inspected the troops in the military camp and prepared to send out a thousand soldiers to go out of the city to suppress the bandits.
"Qiao Mu, I heard that you are very brave, so this time we will suppress the bandits, you will be the vanguard and lead a hundred people to search the mountain!" Captain Chu ordered.
"Yes, sir." Qiao Mu lowered his head, his eyes flickering slightly. He smelled a hint of danger.
Among an army of a thousand men, there were ten centurions.
Among these ten people, except Qiao Mu, all of them are ninth-grade warriors.
But Captain Chu chose him as the vanguard...
"You said I was brave and strong? The city lord finally made a move, and he found such a lame excuse."
Qiao Mu complained in his heart.
But he not only didn't care, he was even a little excited.
His aptitude in martial arts can only be described as above average, not outstanding. If he wants to practice on his own, that would naturally be extremely inefficient.
And once he dies, it will be time to cash in the chips in his hands.
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This army of a thousand men left the city and headed straight for Dongshan.
Captain Chu did not know the exact location of the bandits' lair, he only knew that it was roughly in the Dongshan area.
Therefore, Qiao Mu, who is responsible for exploring the way, can be said to be the most dangerous one, and may be attacked by bandits hiding in the mountains at any time.
Qiao Mu, holding a spear in his hand, climbed up a small hill and looked around. He saw only a vast sea of forest, no trace of human beings and no mountain stronghold.
"Is there anyone familiar with the terrain in Dongshan? Lead the way." Qiao Mu turned his head and looked at the soldiers behind him.
These soldiers watched with their eyes and noses, and some even turned their heads and pretended not to hear and whistled. The scene was very much like students facing the teacher's call.
These sergeants are not stupid.
It was fine to drink with Qiumu before.
But now bandits may appear in the mountains at any time, so those who lead the way in front will naturally take greater risks.
Everyone seeks profit and avoids harm. Most of these soldiers just want to make a living. Why would they risk their lives for such a small salary
Qiao Mu's face darkened slightly, and just as he was about to continue speaking, he saw a familiar figure jump out again.
"Boss, I'm familiar with this area." Old Huang grinned, revealing his big yellow teeth, and said with a smile:
"Since we can't see any trace of the village here, maybe it's hidden in the valley to the west... There's a small valley one mile to the west, why don't we go there?"
"Okay." Qiao Mu nodded in agreement.
Lao Huang led the way in front, Qiao Mu followed closely behind, and behind them were hundreds of soldiers who were scattered around.
Most of these soldiers intentionally or unintentionally fell back two or three steps, keeping a certain distance from Qiao Mu and the other man in front.
Old Huang didn't seem to notice; he was just busy talking.
Qiao Mu didn't care, and it could even be said that he wanted it more than anything.
The further west we went, the denser and more lush the grass became, until it was basically more than half a person's height.
Old Huang raised his knife and cut through the grass. As he walked forward, he turned his head and spoke to Qiao Mu:
"Boss, the oldest kid in my family is really promising. He has been very strong since he was young. He is only fifteen years old this year, but he can lift a 300-jin stone lock. He is even stronger than his father and me..."
Ever since he drank that day, Lao Huang has become a bit talkative, always blabbering on about family matters.
"Boss, how strong were you when you were fifteen? Do you think my eldest son can develop internal strength in the future?"
When I was fifteen, I was hacked to death by Zheng the Butcher... Qiao Mu did not respond, but just reminded:
"Lead the way seriously and stop talking nonsense."
Qiao Mu had just finished reminding him, but before he could finish his words, he heard several "swoosh" sounds of arrows breaking through the air. At this time, Old Huang was still looking back... .
In a flash.
Qiao Mu took a step forward and kicked Lao Huang in front of him.
Facing the sharp arrows, he held the spear in both hands and spun it rapidly in front of him, then... .
Puff, puff, puff.
He was hit by three arrows in a row, but the spear in his hand did not block them at all.
It turns out that the game is all a lie... Before Qiao Mu could even catch his breath, dozens of turbaned bandits emerged from the bushes on both sides.
Qiao Mu’s eyes almost turned red!
Bandit! He finally saw the bandit!
To round it 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 in the fight!"
Before he finished speaking, and without waiting for the soldiers behind him to respond, he rushed into the group of bandits with a spear in hand.
The more bravely you fight, the higher your death rating will be!
No one can stop me from giving away my head today!
laugh!
The spear in Qiao Mu's hand stabbed at the waist and abdomen of a bandit like lightning, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
Although Qiao Mu had just started handling a gun a few days ago, he was very strong, with his arms packing 500 kilograms of strength.
Military gun skills are not complicated, you just practice a few moves over and over again.
He thrust forward, and the spear pierced through the bandit's chest and abdomen in an instant. The remaining force was even enough to pierce another bandit behind him.
call...
He took a deep breath, kicked the bandit's body on the gun, pulled out the spear and swung it backwards.
A bandit behind him was hit in the waist by the gun god, and his body flew out with a clear sound of bone breaking.
These bandits were actually ordinary people, and Qiao Mu's 500 kilograms of strength at his maximum training limit gave him a considerable advantage over them.
He killed seven or eight people in succession, and the hundred soldiers behind him surrounded him.
These dozens of bandits retreated quickly, leaving only a few corpses behind before disappearing deeper into the grass.
Huh... .
Qiao Mu let out a breath, 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."
Qiao Mu finished speaking loudly, but heard silence behind him. Looking back, he found that many soldiers were looking at him with inexplicable shock.
This Yancheng is just a small city, and the defenders are not elite. It is the first time for these soldiers to see someone fighting so bravely... .
"Boss, you fight so hard, you are really risking your life." The bald monk soldier said with a smile.
He originally thought that he also had a strength of four to five hundred kilograms, not much weaker than the young centurion. However, he just realized the gap between the two.
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 seriously injured, but there was a clear shoe print on his butt. He was kicked down by Qiao Mu at the beginning of the fight and has been there ever since.
Old Huang looked at the three arrow wounds on Qiao Mu's body in shock.
In this world, is there actually a military officer who would block arrows for an ordinary soldier
Chapter 17: One Man's Charge (5k, two and a half chapters)
"These bandits are just lame."
Qiao Mu sat down under a tree and let the soldier beside him help bandage his wounds, with a look of regret on his face.
I wanted to give away a kill, but the enemy was a little weak.
I can only keep working 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 the advantage in numbers, so except for Qiao Mu who bravely rushed into the enemy camp, no one else was injured.
But at this moment, including the bald monk who was applying medicine to Qiao Mu, the other soldiers looked a little unnatural.
It's like a hard-working and ambitious person emerges from a group of working people who just want to eat and wait for death. It's strange no matter how you look at it.
"Boss, why are you risking your life with such a small salary?" said the bald monk soldier while bandaging his wounds.
"You must be kidding. Who would risk their life for that little salary?" Qiao Mu denied it flatly.
"Then you..." The bald monk soldier wanted to say something but stopped. However, out of the corner of his eye he saw Lao Huang standing beside him in a daze.
Old Huang was quite cunning. He was already over 40 years old and his energy and blood had begun to decline. In the previous battle, he had not engaged the bandits head-on but had been hiding.
Apart from being kicked in the butt by Qiumu, he was unharmed.
The bald monk looked at Old Huang and suddenly said:
"Boss, you are not going to protect Old Huang because of your previous promise if there is a war, right?"
Old Huang was stunned when he heard this.
When exchanging for the "Iron Crotch Kung Fu" a few days ago, Qiao Mu seemed to have said something like this.
But no one took it seriously, including Lao Huang himself.
Although Qiao Mu is a centurion, he has not developed internal strength and is just a flesh and blood body. How can he protect Lao Huang on the battlefield
So, Lao Huang soon forgot about this matter.
But now they know.
How to protect
Block it with your body!
“This...” Old Huang was a little at a loss at the moment.
He was over 40 years old, with a mouth full of yellow teeth. He looked more like an old farmer than an officer or soldier. His ability was mediocre, just an ordinary private. Moreover, the two sides were not related and had only known each other for a short time.
Even the martial arts he practiced were not very proper iron crotch skills.
People like him can only work hard to earn money for their families. Who would protect him? He is not a beautiful lady or a beautiful girl!
If it was any other military officer, it would be good enough if they didn't use him to block the arrows, so why would they block arrows for him
Is this reasonable
No matter how hard Old Huang tried, he just couldn't understand.
"Why, monk, are you feeling a little regretful?" Qiao Mu changed the subject:
"If you had given me the skills you learned, I would have been able to protect you as well."
This bald monk soldier was born a martial monk and should have had a Buddhist name, but he refused to elaborate on his origins and Buddhist name, so other soldiers randomly nicknamed him "Monk."
The monk is really a little different from the other soldiers. In addition, he is skilled in martial arts and is a monk who is close to the limit of his strength, so Qiumu pays more attention to him.
"Boss, you're joking." The bald monk soldier laughed.
He felt a little ashamed now.
He previously thought that Qiao Mu was just taking advantage of Lao Huang's Iron Crotch Kung Fu for free, so he had no intention of passing on the martial arts he knew to Qiao Mu. But now he changed his mind.
How could a man who could shield his soldiers from arrows possibly get his martial arts skills for free
"I don't have the secret manual of my martial arts with me. If you want it, you can ask me for it when we return to Yancheng." The bald monk soldier said seriously: