Chapter 1023 Addition (Four More)

Chu Li looked at the tent and was quite satisfied.

The tent is very spacious, not as narrow as imagined. There are two beds, two cabinets and two desks in total. It is clean and tidy without any mess.

"Two people live here?"

"It used to be two people, but now it's just you."

"The original people are all dead?"

"Yes." Lao Fan said indifferently: "All of them are gone, only our two brothers are left in the entire Fengrui camp, and now you are added!"

Xu Cihang said: "There were six people the day before yesterday, and only the two of us came back."

"At the beginning, there were 30 people in our camp." Lao Fan pointed to the surrounding tents: "It's still very lively. With this big battle, our Fengrui Camp is like making dumplings, and they all go into the pot. It was quickly eaten!"

"Old Fan, what are you talking about?" Xu Cihang said angrily, "Do you still want to eat dumplings!...Come on, Xiao Zhao, and continue to tell us how to get along so badly, with such ups and downs, it's too exciting Already!"

Chu Li sat on a bed, sat cross-legged, and talked about it.

He didn't talk about the details, but only talked about how he entered the Guangming Sacred Church, and then his guide was killed, so he killed the altar master who stumbled, and then he was punished by the canon and came here.

"Nice job!" Lao Fan patted him on the shoulder and praised: "Love and righteousness, a good man should be like this!"

"There's no need to do this." Xu Cihang pursed his lips and said disapprovingly, "If I were to keep my head down and do it hard, I would deal with this altar owner after I became a dharma king, and let him taste what it's like to be stumbling and killed. "

Chu Li said: "He is in Luoqiu City. After this battle, he is likely to become the King of Dharma."

"Ah..., there is no other way." Xu Cihang nodded: "Then we can only start early, your life is not good."

Chu Li smiled: "There is no other way, this is the only way to do it."

He could see that his behavior made them admire him, and he also had a heart to make friends. Everyone likes people who value love and righteousness.

"The three of us probably won't live long." Fan Yang said with a smile: "You will see your sweetheart soon, I am the most pitiful, I don't have a sweetheart yet!"

While talking, the armored soldier from before came back, holding a long knife with a sheath in one hand, and a set of armor in the other, came in and threw it on the ground: "It's all there!"

After saying that, he turned around and left, as if he was afraid of bad luck.

Xu Cihang stared at the back of the armored soldier and snorted, a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Fan Yang laughed and said: "Come on, try to see if it fits well, armor is a life-saving thing."

He stepped forward to pick up the armor and handed it to Chu Li.

Chu Li lifted it in his hand, it was light and fluffy, it seemed to be a cloth armor, knocked on it, the armor was very strong, although it was far inferior to his own Floating Silkworm Robe, it could still block swords and guns on the battlefield.

He picked up the long knife again and drew it out of its sheath. The blade was bright and cold, and it was a sharp blade. Although it was not a treasured knife, it was rare and sharp.

He nodded in satisfaction.

"How about it, can it still enter your eyes?" Fan Yang said with a chuckle, "It can't compare to the weapons of your Guangming Sacred Cult."

Chu Li said: "It's no worse than that of the Guangming Sacred Church."

Fan Yang smiled and said, "Is it really that good?"

Chu Li nodded: "The Guangming Sacred Church has the Shenbing Hall, and the weapons they make are similar to this one, but the next-level sword is of course better than this one."

"Ah..., it is said that there is a sword palace in Daqiu Wulin, it must be a precious sword." Fan Yang sighed: "If you can have a precious sword, it will be like adding wings to a tiger."

"Old Fan, stop daydreaming!" Xu Cihang snorted.

Chu Li put the long knife in his hand and put the armor on his body.

"Let's go, let's go make gestures." Fan Yang laughed and said, "We will be a team in the future, and we know the details."

They also wanted to experience the martial arts of the disciples of the Guangming Sacred Cult. If they could defeat the disciples of the Guangming Sacred Cult, that would be an exciting thing.

The three of them came to the school martial arts field, and each took an iron wooden knife, which was no different in weight from a real knife, and it hurt enough to cut on the body.

Chu Li wanted to show his prestige, so he restrained them with one blow.

The two were convinced at this moment, and praised that they were indeed disciples of the Holy Cult of Guangming.

Chu Li sighed secretly about the importance of identity. Firstly, his identity of the Holy Cult of Light overwhelmed them, and then they showed their powerful martial arts.

He also learned about their backgrounds. Lao Fan was a martial artist who killed a court official and was dispatched to the Fengrui Camp. He lived in the Fengrui Camp for ten years because there were no major battles, so he lived a very healthy life.

Xu Cihang was originally a centurion, but later he fought with another centurion and killed him by mistake, so he was dispatched here and stayed here for four years.

Both of them are masters of the sky, they are not worth mentioning in his eyes, and they are vulnerable, but they are already rare masters to others, after all, the masters of the sky are very rare, which is also the reason why they can survive until now.

In the next few days, Fengrui Camp seemed to be forgotten.

The Yingyang army was dispatched from time to time, but there was nothing wrong with the Fengrui battalion. One was that there were few people, and the other was because of Yang Ping, who didn't want to give Chu Li a chance to make contributions.

Chu Li practiced in the Fengrui camp during the day, and returned to his house in Fucheng at night to talk with Xiao Qi, or wander around the river and go boating on the river. He has bought a small boat and can ride it anytime.

During the day, while he was practicing, he would also use the big round mirror to observe the entire Yingyang army wisely, to see how they trained and how to cooperate. In terms of the advantages of cavalry, Dali is not as good as Daqiu, and Dali is not as good as Dali. In the final analysis, it is training method problem.

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Seven days later, at noon, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside, and he saw a group of people led by an armored soldier to the school martial arts field of the Fengrui Camp.

This armored soldier was the one who brought Chu Li over earlier, surnamed Jiang, Jiang Jinfu, the general's personal bodyguard.

Fan Yang greeted him with a smile.

"Old Fan, they will be handed over to you. They are the death row prisoners who have come from the imperial court this time. There is no good thing!" Jiang Jinfu raised his voice.

Fan Yang nodded with a smile: "Leave it to me!"

"Train them well, or they will die in battle!" Jiang Jinfu said.

"No problem!" Fan Yang laughed.

Jiang Jinfu raised his voice and shouted: "The new Zhao Dahe, come with me to get the armor!"

Chu Li sat on the bed without moving, as if he didn't hear it.

Fan Yang hurriedly said: "No need for Lao Zhao, I will do with Xiao Xu!"

"Huh—?" Jiang Jinfu frowned at him.

Fan Yang said with a smile: "He is hurrying up to practice these few days."

Jiang Jinfu lowered his face: "It seems that I can't order him!"

Fan Yang smiled and said, "He's busy, we'll be fine!"

In the army, the strong are also respected, and the two admire Chu Li's martial arts, and Chu Li also taught them to make their martial arts great.

This kind of trivial matter of running errands, of course, can't bother him.

Jiang Jinfu sneered: "As expected of a disciple of the Guangming Sacred Cult, he is so arrogant! ... I still have to let him go today!"