When the Xiaoqi battalion goes to the battlefield, there will inevitably be casualties. If he is not here and the treatment is not timely, many people will die. The Dongchu cavalry is extremely elite and deserves to be called the second best in the world.
In comparison, Dayan's cavalry was far behind. With two against one, the battle could hardly be a draw.
The people of Dongchu have strange ideas. They regard death in battle as a blessing and a pursuit of faith. They are all very brave and brave, and they die generously. They always have someone to support them when they die.
This kind of enemy is the most terrifying. They are not afraid of being strong, but afraid of being desperate. People who are desperate are irrational and unpredictable. If they are not careful, they will be dragged down.
It would be best to use him in exchange for the Xiaoqi battalion not going to the battlefield.
General Hua waved his hand and said with a smile: "Old Hu, you go ahead. Don't worry, I won't treat Mingkong badly."
Captain Hu patted Li Muchan on the shoulder and said with a chuckle: "Mingkong, open your eyes wide and do your best. Don't worry about Xiaoqi Camp!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Well, if anything happens, come here and call me."
Captain Hu chuckled and said: "Of course, you are from our Xiaoqi Camp!"
He gave a military salute to General Hua, turned around, held up the curtain and went out.
There were only two people left in the big tent. General Hua sat in the chair next to him and waved his hands: "Sit down and talk... Mingkong, I have heard of your name. You have profound Buddhist teachings and extremely high martial arts. You can kill two hundred whites with one person."
Ya Jingqi!"
Li Muchan sat in the chair on his lower left and said, "It's just a coincidence. The general has met Mr. Jiang and the others?"
General Hua nodded and said with a smile: "A nephew of mine happened to be rescued by you along with Young Master Jiang. He told me about this and he admires you very much!"
Li Muchan smiled and said nothing.
General Hua sighed and shook his head: "My little nephew is arrogant and has always been disobedient to others. I have never seen him admire someone so highly."
Li Muchan said: "General, it's no wonder that he happened to appear when they were desperate and saved them, so be grateful in your heart. It's human nature."
General Hua smiled and said: "Mingkong, this group of people you saved is amazing. They are all from famous families in Tianbei. It will not be easy for them to repay this kindness."
Li Muchan smiled and didn't say much.
General Hua glanced at him indifferently, his eyes flickered a few times, and he said with a smile: "The Dongchu assassins are very powerful. A month ago, I was assassinated and seriously injured, which caused the Shenguang Camp to be defeated. It was all my fault.
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Li Muchan said: "The general was injured, so the army was defeated. I can't blame the general."
General Hua shook his head: "As a general, if you fail to anticipate the enemy's opportunities and instead become careless, causing your own mistakes and thereby implicating the army, you are derelict in your duty!"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and nodded slowly.
General Hua sighed: "The guards once told me that the martial arts masters of Dong Chu were terrifying and they had to be careful. I never cared about it, which led to me being stabbed this time... A general's body does not belong to him, but to the whole army."
, cannot be ignored, this lesson is a painful one!”
Li Muchan nodded slowly: "What the general said is absolutely true. The life of the general depends on the entire army and cannot be ignored."
General Hua smiled and said: "Mingkong, you can't go into battle to kill the enemy, but if you protect me and avoid the assassination of the Dongchu people, the credit goes to the whole army. I hope you don't blame me."
"General, you're welcome, I'll save you!" Li Muchan stood up and gave a military salute.
"Okay!" General Hua heard the word "subordinate" and knew that his heart was determined. He was completely relieved and called out: "Xiao Ji!"
"General!" The curtain moved, and a burly and majestic figure came in, like an iron tower falling, and he emerged as a middle-aged man with a black beard like a dragon, eyes like copper bells, a lion's nose and a mouth, and he was as powerful as a door god.
He stepped forward in three or two steps, performed a military salute, and looked respectful.
General Hua said warmly: "Xiao Ji, this is Mingkong. We will enter the guard's inner camp from now on. You have made arrangements."
"Yes, general!" Xiao Ji replied in a deep voice. His big copper bell-like eyes glanced at Li Muchan, then turned and left: "Mingkong, come with me!"
Li Muchan paid a military salute to General Hua, turned around and followed Xiao Ji out of the tent.
He followed up with two steps, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Brother Ji, I'm tired of you... I'm new here, so I hope you'll take care of me."
"Don't be polite, haha, I see you are also capable. We will be a family from now on, so there is no need to be polite to everyone." Xiao Ji waved his hand and said with a smile.
Li Muchan smiled and nodded, looking into his eyes with a smile, but deep down there was scrutiny, knowing that he had to show his true ability to truly stand firm.
This little season looks carefree, bold and rough, but the city is not shallow, it should be rough with finesse.
Xiao Ji chuckled and said, "My name is Ji Wuming, just call me Lao Ji!"
"That's fine." Li Muchan smiled and nodded.
The two of them took a few steps to a large tent in front of them, lifted the curtain and went in. Suddenly, a fierce murderous aura hit their faces, just like a real cold air, making the hair on the hair stand on end and the whole body tightening.
Li Muchan walked as if nothing happened, and glanced at the tent. There were six people in total, two in front, two on the side, and two on the back, forming a regular hexagon.
These six people were about the same shape, all thin, with swords at their waists, slender arms, and a calm demeanor, and their whole bodies were filled with surging murderous aura.
Ji Wuming waved his hand and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, put it away, this is our new little brother, his name is Mingkong!"
Li Muchan titheed and said with a smile: "I have met all of you, seniors."
A thin man stepped forward. He had an ordinary appearance and did not attract attention. He was like an honest and friendly neighbor, making people feel good about him.
He looked at Li Muchan and said, "Mingkong?... Well, he looks very young. I don't know how good his kung fu is."
Ji Wuming waved his hand: "Hey, Lao Zhao, this is not nonsense, the kung fu is bad, can the general take it personally?!"
Lao Zhao stared at Li Muchan and nodded slowly: "Well, that's true."
"Stop talking nonsense, let's go in and sit down first!" Ji Wuming said.
Everyone moved aside to form a passage, and Li Muchan followed Ji Wuming into it. There were ten beds, three of which were empty.
Each tent has ten beds. Whether or not there are people staying there is a matter for the logistics department.
"Here, you can pick one at will." Ji Wuming pointed to the three empty beds and said.
Li Muchan nodded, picked a bed at random, sat down directly, and tried it out. It was the same as the bed in the Xiaoqi camp, and was equipped by the Dayan military headquarters.
Li Muchan suddenly frowned and his eyes flickered.
"What's wrong, Mingkong?" Ji Wuming was attentive and asked hurriedly when he saw this.
Li Muchan said: "Two people sneaked close to the central military tent."
"Oh——?" Ji Wuming was startled and turned to look at the other six people.
The six people frowned, listened attentively, and shook their heads. Old Zhao chuckled and said, "Could it be an illusion? How could someone sneak up on me at this time?"
Li Muchan said: "True East."
Ji Wuming's eyes flashed and he said hurriedly: "Be prepared, Lao Zhao, you go to the general's tent, Mingkong and I will go take a look!"
"This..." Lao Zhao was startled.
Ji Wuming waved his hand: "Okay, no need to say more, it's settled, you go quickly!"
Lao Zhao nodded, glared at him, and hummed: "Okay, let's go!"
He waved his hand, and the other five followed him, moving in unison, as if they were one person, with perfect understanding. Li Muchan nodded secretly, it was obvious that the six of them were practicing joint attack.
The six people came out of the tent, Ji Wuming said: "Mingkong, can you still detect them?"
Li Muchan nodded slowly: "We are approaching slowly."
Ji Wuming said: "Okay, let's go and ambush quietly. These Dongchu bastards have gotten the benefit and are addicted to it. It's really unreasonable!"
He didn't ask whether Li Muchan was true or false, and just believed it. It was not surprising that he had practiced strange skills as a monk all day long. There was no doubt that Buddhism had incredible magical powers.
The two of them came out of the tent, with Li Muchan in front and Ji Wuming behind. It was quiet around the tent. The soldiers were all practicing outside and there was no one around.
Li Muchan and Li Muchan first walked south, walked a hundred steps away, and then walked eastward.
Li Muchan's feet were light and silent, his movements were graceful and free, and his demeanor as an eminent monk was fully displayed. Ji Wuming watched from the side and nodded secretly. He was indeed worthy of being a master.
Li Muchan suddenly stopped and raised his right hand. Ji Wuming hurriedly stopped, calmed down and stepped lightly, staring at him motionless.
Li Muchan closed his eyes and remained motionless, like a statue.
After a moment, he hooked his right hand, stretched it forward, and then walked forward, followed closely by Ji Wuming, whose footsteps were as silent as a ghost.
Li Muchan secretly laughed inwardly. This was to cover up his Eye of the Void, pretending to be mysterious and reducing its power so as not to be too scary.
Otherwise, he would just walk over and there is no need to pretend to be so strenuous.
The more difficult something is done, the more people appreciate it. However difficult something is done, people take it for granted. This is human nature, and he understands it thoroughly.
The two entered an empty tent. Li Muchan tapped his index finger twice, and the thick canvas was like tissue paper, easily breaking open two small holes.
Ji Wuming came forward and stretched his neck. The distance between the two round holes was just right, just enough for his eyes to be pressed together.
His eyes suddenly widened, he shrank his neck and turned to look at Li Muchan.
Li Muchan opened his mouth, making no sound, just making mouth shapes.
Ji Wuming understood the shape of his mouth and nodded, with a ferocious expression on his face.
Li Muchan nodded, took off the bow from behind, took out two carved feather arrows with his fingers, put them on the strings, slowly drew them full, and released them gently.
The two carved feather arrows silently passed through the two round holes, which were exactly the two holes that Ji Wuming had just put his eyes on.
"Uh... uh..." Two muffled sounds came, and Ji Wuming rushed out of the tent like a whirlwind.
Li Muchan smiled and leisurely opened the curtain and went out.
Ji Wuming was holding two lean men, laughing and feeling very proud.
The two men were hit by arrows in their shoulders and remained motionless with gray faces. They stared at Li Muchan. When they saw the bow on his body, they guessed that it was him.
"What a Mingkong, it's really amazing, haha..." Ji Wuming laughed, carrying the two men like two chickens, and said excitedly: "Let's go, hand them over to the general, and let the general decide!"