As he spoke, he channeled his internal energy, gurgling like a spring. General Hua felt his body warm, and gradually gained strength. His voice became louder: "Okay! Okay! We will send troops tomorrow!"
"General, your injury..." Ji Wuming squatted aside and said worriedly.
General Hua waved his hand: "As long as Master is here, it's no big deal!"
Li Muchan slowly closed his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, have a good sleep, and you will be full of energy tomorrow!...Brother Ji, please sit down."
Ji Wuming was startled and pointed at his nose: "I——?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Your sword is not light."
General Hua snorted: "Stop talking nonsense, you don't even listen to what the master says?"
Ji Wuming had no choice but to sit down, with his back to Li Muchan. There was a cut on his back, which was a sword wound. The skin and flesh were rolled, and the bleeding had stopped. It was caused by him forcibly closing his muscles.
Li Muchan shook his head. This old Ji was indeed strong. Such a sword injury was fine. The sword happened to have not injured his lungs. Otherwise, he would have coughed up blood and died long ago.
He put his palm on his vest, and after a while, Ji Wuming spit out a bloody arrow. Suddenly, his whole body felt relaxed, his energy was rejuvenated, and his eyes were shining brightly.
Li Muchan closed his hands and said, "Go back and take some blood-enhancing elixirs."
"Thank you, Master." Ji Wuming tithes.
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "There will be a fierce battle tomorrow. Brother Ji, you can't go into battle injured."
General Hua went to bed early. Ji Wuming and the six guards were also tired. Li Muchan also asked them to go back to rest and recharge their batteries. There will be a fierce battle tomorrow.
When Ji Wuming and the six guards saw that he was back, they were relieved and went back to sleep without hesitation. The surrounding area relaxed and Li Muchan was the only one guarding the tent.
In the dark tent, Li Muchan sat quietly on the futon, holding a bow in his left hand, an arrow in his right hand, and the Yue Duan Dao on his right.
The night was silent, the flags were clearly audible in the night sky, and the footsteps of patrolling soldiers could be heard, but there was no other sound.
Li Muchan closed his eyes slightly and remained motionless, as if he was in meditation.
He did not enter the state of concentration, thinking in his mind, after the three old men returned, they saw Ximen beheaded to death. If there were still generals who were still alive, the only way he could think of was to assassinate them back.
If General Hua cannot be killed tonight, Dayan will definitely send troops tomorrow. The Eastern Chu army is leaderless, the morale of the army is unstable, and even the elite will be defeated.
There is another way to withdraw the troops overnight. Rather than being bound to lose, it is better to withdraw proactively. This is a wise move.
However, without Ximen Zhan and those generals, the temporary host may not have the courage to escape without a fight. Not everyone can do it.
If it were Ximen Zhan, seeing that something was wrong, he would immediately withdraw his troops without any doubts. Others, if they did not have enough prestige, would arouse a lot of opposition and suspicion, and even doubt whether they were involved in adultery.
Time passed slowly in silence. He sat on the futon, his heart was peaceful, no waves, no sadness, no joy, peace and peace.
After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly opened his eyes and smiled.
Outside the big tent, in the main camp of the Shenguang Camp, a dozen figures flickered, like ghosts, suddenly flashing, then sticking to the tent and blending into the shadow of the tent.
Although the patrolling soldiers held torches high and had bright eyes, they could not see these people.
There were twelve of them in total. Their steps were light and soundless, their lightness skills were as good as walking on the snow without leaving a trace, and their movements were fast and floating. They slowed down their speed and quickly approached the Chinese army's tent.
The moonlight was hazy, covering everything like a veil. Li Muchan looked down with his empty eyes. The leader was a thin old man, with a body like a javelin, and he was as thin as a sword.
His eyes moved around, looking left and right, then he counted with his fingers, pointed his hand, and his body moved, followed closely by the other eleven people.
Under his leadership, the twelve people broke through the two-level Qimen Formation in the blink of an eye and entered the innermost level.
General Hua didn't attach much importance to Qi Men Dun Jia, Zhang Anping surrendered and was not reused, but Li Muchan valued Qi Men Dun Jia, and the two often got together to compete.
In later generations, Zhang Anping was a scientific madman who focused entirely on Qimen Dunjia. Qimen Dunjia is difficult and profound, and many people in the world are afraid of it. Only few people know it, and not many people pay attention to it. General Hua, although he has a superficial understanding of it, has
disregard.
It was rare to meet Li Muchan, who not only valued Qi Men Dun Jia, but was also quite familiar with it. Zhang Anping was as if he had met a confidant, teaching him everything he could without hiding anything.
Li Muchan now has six brains and is extremely smart. He can master knowledge as soon as he learns it, and he can also draw inferences from one instance to another. One learns quickly and the other teaches happily.
As a result, Li Muchan's Qimen Dunjia progressed very quickly, and he was considered proficient.
The three outer formations were all arranged by him. Zhang Anping was on the side giving instructions. They had no other power but the ecstasy formation. The outer two formations were positive and negative trigrams, and the innermost one was the Nine Palaces.
Li Muchan looked down with his void eyes, and the twelve people quickly broke into two formations. The leader of the old man's Qimen Dunjia was far better than his own, and not inferior to Zhang Anping.
He smiled slightly, took the bow in his left hand, picked up an arrow in his right hand, nocked an arrow, pulled it until the full moon, and shot it. A black light passed through the tent silently and merged into the night.
The leading old man suddenly dodged to the left, a black light passed by silently, and a cloud of blood splashed on his right shoulder. He said nothing and accelerated his body.
When the other eleven people saw this, they remained silent and sped up their movements. They had been told in advance that there was a magic archer surnamed Hua beside him, and his archery skills were superb and unpredictable.
They floated closer like ghosts, but each arrow was silent and disturbing, making me uneasy. Sometimes I had to duck to avoid them, and my steps were suddenly messy.
In the blink of an eye, there were only three people behind the leading old man, and the other eight people were separated, fell into the formation, and disappeared. The Nine Palaces Chain Ecstasy Formation is quite mysterious.
The old man who took the lead had no choice but to be patient and find the eight people. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the four of them to kill the man named Hua.
He took off his belt and let one of them catch it. The other three also took off their belts and let the other person catch it. In this way, the four of them were connected together and would not be separated.
The leading old man smiled. He was no longer afraid of being separated. He hurriedly tried to find the other eight people. After taking a few steps, one person appeared in front of him.
When the man saw the four people, he was overjoyed and grabbed a belt. When the old man in the lead looked back, his expression suddenly changed, and there were only two people left.
One person was found, but two were missing. The man had a half-cut belt in his hand, as if it had been cut off. He looked at the old man with confusion on his face.
The old man frowned, counted with his fingers, and took two diagonal steps again. While taking steps, he kept looking behind him, but saw two black lights coming silently, breaking two belts.
The two black lights came at just the right time. Because of the formation, the changes in front of my eyes confused my mind. When the black lights came, I couldn't even notice them.
He focused his attention on what was behind him and could vaguely detect it, but the other two people looked confused.
He felt a chill in his heart. With such archery skills, it was not difficult to kill someone, it was silent, and it was easy to succeed when he was distracted.
Li Muchan, however, was not in a hurry to kill people. He took advantage of their activities and shot short arrows to cut off their communication, causing them to fall into the formation.
When the old man came to his senses, the other two people had disappeared and lost contact.
Li Muchan smiled slightly, flashed out of the tent, appeared in front of the old man, punched out, and hit his chest in an instant.
This punch evolved from the shape of a big dragon. It was silent, but it mobilized the blood and energy all over the body. The blood surged into it and the internal force followed. The two combined together and were extremely fierce, like a giant dragon flicking its tail.
The old man had no time to change his move, so he could only take it hard. The two fists collided without any sound, but he flew out and his internal organs were directly injured.
Li Muchan waved his robe sleeves, and the old man paused in the air, fluttering to the ground like a leaf, making no sound, and passed out.
In this brush, Wu Wuxiu's skill directly brushed his acupuncture points and restrained him.
His strokes were soundless, swift and elegant.
The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.
General Hua got up early and practiced the dragon form once. The blood flowed like a river and made a gurgling sound. He had made some achievements in blood refining, and he was quite proud of it.
Refining blood requires three rings and three silences. Ringing is the entry level. After practicing to the advanced level, there is no ringing. Then ringing again is the second level. The more you practice, the more silent it becomes. Ringing again for the third time is the highest level. When it stops ringing, it is the highest level.
Complete blood refining.
Repeat this three times, the blood will be refined into mercury, and there will be no more impurities. The strength will become stronger, the internal energy will become purer, the body will become better, and all diseases will be eliminated.
At this level, extending life to 180 years old is a piece of cake.
After General Hua finished practicing, he was full of energy and wanted to vent it. Li Muchan practiced the dragon form together. After practicing the dragon form, he practiced another set of movements.
General Hua was curious and asked him what he was practicing. Li Muchan said it was his master's secret skill and he wanted to practice it again to avoid forgetting it after not practicing for a long time.
General Hua nodded, didn't look much, and started to make plans for sending troops.
The twelve people who came to assassinate them last night have been caught. Li Muchan ignored them. Whether to kill or to retain them was decided by General Hua.
Li Muchan practiced the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra, and he was not afraid of General Hua secretly learning it. Without the first level as a foundation, it would be impossible to practice the second level.
He practiced it once, and his inner strength suddenly surged, and his energy filled the air. Although he could not directly reach perfection, he gained quite a lot. It seemed that what he had created was correct. The air flow was in harmony and there was no stagnation.
After he completed his training, General Hua began to raise his account.
At three o'clock in the morning, the army left the camp, entered from the south gate of Shenguang City, went out from the north gate, and formed an array outside the city. In addition to Shenguang Camp, there were also Shenxuan Camp and Shenmiao Camp, but the Xiaoqi Camp of Shenwu Camp was missing.
Complying with Li Muchan's original condition of being a guard, the Xiaoqi battalion no longer went out to fight, but helped defend the city to prevent Dong Chu from going crazy and actually attacking the city.
Li Muchan, dressed in gray, followed General Hua. He looked at the cavalry around him and sighed in his heart. The soldiers suffered the most in the battle.
After this battle, we should be able to win, but we don't know how many people will die.