"Don't follow me. You don't have to charge with me this time." Qiao Mu picked up the spear and walked forward step by step.
"What are you talking about, boss?" Lao Huang and others had also fought with Qiao Mu several times, and now they vaguely guessed what Qiao Mu wanted to do.
Although they were afraid, more and more people followed, following Qiumu from a distance.
At first there were two or three, and then gradually more and more people came. About ten soldiers followed Qiao Mu, including Old Huang, whose legs were still trembling.
"Don't follow me." Qiao Mu turned around and looked at Lao Huang and others whose legs and feet were shaking behind him, and suddenly smiled:
"Old Huang, you don't want your wife to be a widow, do you? You don't want your children to be bullied in the future, do you?"
"Ah?... I don't want to." These sudden strange words made Lao Huang stunned.
"Don't want to? Then why are you still being so hypocritical?"
Qiao Mu took a deep breath, stepped forward quickly, and rushed forward, leaving the soldiers behind far behind. It looked like he was the bandit who was being chased by the soldiers and was running for his life.
Since Qiao Mu is born immortal, he should live his life to the fullest!
"What you can't do, I will do."
"I will say what you dare not say."
"If you can't die, then I will die!"
In the eyes of the soldiers behind him and in the eyes of the thousands of soldiers at the entrance of the valley, a strange scene appeared.
A young soldier with a bloodstained robe and bandages wrapped around his body, holding a spear in one hand, charged alone at the bandits that were all over the mountain!
If we say that the tree before was like an isolated reef standing at the forefront of the tide.
So now.
That reef, however, faced the surging tide and launched a lonely charge!
"kill!"
The noisy shouts of the bandits echoed in the valley. The soldiers could not hear any sound, but the scene was deeply imprinted in the eyes of many soldiers.
The moment of contact between the two parties.
In just a moment, the isolated reef was engulfed by the surging crowd.
Chapter 18: Death of Qiao Mu
Qiao Mu had already been injured, with multiple knife and arrow wounds on his body. In addition, he had experienced several battles before, so even though he had 500 kilograms of strength, he eventually began to feel tired.
Qiao Mu was surrounded by bandits. He kept stabbing forward with the spear in his hand, and each stab could take the life of a bandit.
He had just learned the gun technique and was not very proficient yet, but now there were people everywhere and there was not much room to dodge. A random stab could take a life.
Likewise, he didn't have much room to dodge.
This time he charged forward alone, and the enemies he faced were of a completely different order of magnitude than before, and he soon had many wounds on his body.
His strength was fading, his blood was draining away, but his feet did not move back even a single step.
But his movements gradually slowed down.
In a blink of an eye, he was surrounded by four or five bandits, and his back eventually disappeared from the sight of the soldiers behind him.
"This... the boss?"
The soldiers including Lao Huang behind were watching this scene with mixed emotions.
At this moment, they still didn't understand why Qiao Mu wanted to charge forward alone to die, and even didn't let them charge along... But seeing this scene at this moment still made their hearts ache.
And at this moment.
A cold light flashed like starlight, followed by a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
The four or five bandits were hit by a huge force and flew sideways. Their chests collapsed and deformed in mid-air, knocking away a group of bandits around them, leaving a small open space around Qiaomu.
The tip of the spear in Qiao Mu's hand was flashing a sharp silver light. Wherever the tip of the spear went, clothes and armor were flattened and blood flowed.
"Internal energy? The boss generated internal energy at this critical moment?"
The soldiers behind him were delighted.
After developing internal strength, a warrior can then infuse the internal strength into his limbs or weapons to stimulate the emission of energy.
Among these soldiers, only the monk who came from the temple showed no joy on his face, but just sighed slightly.
Warriors dance on the edge of a knife, breaking through the limits between life and death... In this process of fighting between life and death, there are indeed some warriors who can take advantage of the situation to break through and turn the crisis into a whetstone for sharpening themselves.
But this tempering also has its limits.
With a thousand bandits besieging them, even an iron pestle can be sharpened into a needle, let alone a knife. A ninth-grade warrior who has just developed internal strength will still die!
"Have you developed internal strength?" Captain Chu on the hillside behind frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed his brows.
When an internal force warrior unleashes his internal force, the explosive force can reach several times his physical strength, but Qiao Mu has to face too many enemies, enough to completely exhaust his internal force.
Not to mention Qiao Mu, just take Captain Chu himself for example.
After he entered the ninth rank, he trained hard for more than ten years before entering the eighth rank. His internal strength was several times stronger than that of a ninth rank warrior. But even he had no chance of survival in Qiao Mu's position, let alone Qiao Mu who had just trained his internal strength.
Thinking of this, he even felt a little relieved.
"A martial artist who can develop internal strength at the age of 20 must either be extremely gifted and make rapid progress in martial arts. Or he must have an extraordinary character and have practiced hard for many years."
"I underestimated him before. It's a blessing that we can get rid of him so early. If I report it to the city lord later, it will be a credit."
Thinking of this, Captain Chu's lips curled up slightly. He continued to keep his troops in place, ready to watch Qiao Mu die completely before joining the battle.
"Is this little bit of internal energy he just cultivated enough for him to last for a few more breaths?"
Just as he was thinking this in his mind, he saw a flash of light in front of him again.
The silver-white aura wrapped around the tip of Qiao Mu's gun suddenly increased sharply, and even took on a faint hint of red blood.
He was practicing the military marksmanship he had just learned. There were no fancy moves, he just kept taking a deep breath and stabbing, stabbing, and stabbing!
The surging spear light penetrated several meters in front of him, and the strong wind it created blew away the surrounding bandits.
At this moment, he was surrounded by bandits, but he was the brightest star on the battlefield in the valley!
"Something's wrong. He has just developed his internal energy. How could it be so strong?" Captain Chu's eyes widened slightly. He was really surprised.
"No, this should be some kind of explosive secret method?"
"The boss has become so strong?" Old Huang and other soldiers also widened their eyes and felt ecstatic in their hearts.
"He's so powerful, he will definitely survive, right?"
"It should be possible. Look at him killing those bandits like slaughtering dogs!"
At this moment, they even had the illusion that Qiumu might survive.
Only the burly monk soldier from a certain temple was stunned when he saw this, and then a wry smile appeared on his face.
"The Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique? He won't survive."
The Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique was so famous that he recognized it quickly.
This is a well-known secret method of explosiveness, which stimulates the potential of the human body through self-mutilation in exchange for a surge in internal strength in a short period of time.
"The boss just broke through and developed internal strength. It can be said that he broke through in the face of death. He finally has a glimmer of hope for life! But why... why is he so decisive and immediately activated the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique, completely destroying his own chance of survival?"
"He has clearly made a breakthrough, but instead of striving for a top-tier result, he has destroyed his own path?"
The key point is not to develop internal strength. There are many young warriors who have developed internal strength, and some of them have even achieved breakthroughs in battle.
The key point is, although he had a breakthrough in strength and had a glimmer of hope, he cut off his own life and resolutely went to his death!
He couldn't understand it, but he was deeply shocked.
Under the watchful eyes of thousands of soldiers, Qiao Mu charged into the group of bandits with a single gun. Wherever he went, clothes and armor were flattened and people and horses fell to the ground.
Five breaths.
The amazing aura of the spear in Qiao Mu's hand began to fade away little by little.
Ten breaths.
The light on Qiao Mu's gun tip completely disappeared. The internal energy he had just cultivated was completely exhausted. Blood began to ooze out of the pores all over his body, his meridians were broken, and he became a bloody man.
Fifteen breaths.
Qiao Mu's arms were shaking. Excessive blood loss had left his face pale and he was almost drained of his physical strength.
Twenty breaths.
Qiao Mu was no longer breathing and died of exhaustion and serious injuries.
He stood at the forefront of the battlefield, leaning on a spear. The bodies had not yet fallen. He had his back to the soldiers behind him. His clothes were stained with blood and his armor was red. Under his feet were the bodies of bandits that were almost piled up into a small hill. No bandit dared to approach within a radius of 20 meters.
"Is he... dead?" The bandits held knives in their hands, but their voices trembled slightly, and it was obvious that they were afraid.
"Why don't you go and try?"
"Why don't you go?"
"He must be dead. If you don't believe me, why don't you try?"
The bandits discussed it and then reached the same decision tacitly.
Go around it.
Even after death, the influence of a person remains.
The bandits, like the tide of the sea, split to both sides and avoided the pile of corpses in the middle, as well as the body of the young man who was still standing with his spear in his hand.
This isolated reef eventually separated the tide.
Qiao Mu died at the age of 20.
Chapter 19: Nidaimu
"kill!"
"rush!"
After Qiao Mu died in the battle, Captain Chu no longer hesitated and ordered the 900 officers and soldiers in the rear to enter the battlefield.
The nine hundred people in the rear had no idea about the grudge between Captain Chu and Qiao Mu; they were just following Captain Chu's orders.
The scene they saw was the same as that seen by Lao Huang and others under Qiao Mu.
A young soldier, covering the retreat of his colleagues, launched a single charge towards thousands of bandits, summoning his inner strength before the battle, until his inner strength was exhausted and his strength was depleted, fighting to the death!
Such a brave and brutal battle was probably the only one many soldiers had ever seen in their lives.
The back of the young boy standing on the pile of corpses was destined to remain in their hearts from then on.
Such a scene and such brave and fearless comrades, how could they not be moved
"That warrior who fought to the death seems to be the newly promoted centurion Qiao Mu?"
"Is that Qiao Mu who scolded the city lord in the street?"
"Is it him? I watched him practice martial arts when he first entered the military camp. I thought he was an ordinary person and the rumors were exaggerated. I didn't expect that I was wrong."
"This kid is such a good man, we can't let his death be in vain!"
When Captain Chu gave the order to attack, the soldiers' fighting spirit was immediately aroused.
The officers and soldiers already had the upper hand in strength, and now with their high morale, they quickly killed the bandits and forced them to flee for their lives, abandoning their weapons and armor.
The outcome has been decided.
Captain Chu looked at the hundreds of corpses in the valley, and his eyes vaguely swept over the corpse of Qiao Mu.
"When he was alive, he was a thorn in the side of the city lord. But when he died, he was able to inspire the fighting spirit of the officers and soldiers. It was a beautiful death."
Captain Chu was already satisfied at this time.
"Then let's go back to Yancheng." Captain Chu ordered.
"Return to Yancheng? But these bandits have just escaped. We haven't completely wiped them out yet, and our stronghold has not been found yet." A centurion asked doubtfully.
"I am the captain and you are the lieutenant?" Captain Chu said unhappily.
He hates it most when his subordinates question his orders.