Super System in the Early Tang Dynasty

Qin, the military advisor, was dressed in silver armor and held a long spear, looking quite imposing!

He led a hundred cavalry and three hundred infantrymen straight to the bandit's lair, his heart filled with excitement. Huddled in the south, rarely seeing battle, he was bursting with pent-up frustration! He was determined to capture the bandit leader, achieve great merit, and use his father's connections to get himself into the front lines to fight the enemy!

Among the soldiers following behind were many brave and fierce ones. When they saw the bandits charging towards them, they were all eager to fight the enemy for a few rounds and then cut the bandits down with their spears and swords.

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It is said that although the servants of the Li family were strong, they had little experience. Before long, they were all wounded and bleeding.

The long knives wielded by the servants of the Li family were all incredibly sharp. Furthermore, thanks to the secret medicines Li Xingzhi had given them, they were all tall and strong. Even if the blades were aimed at them, they could not be injured. As a result, they became even more fearless and undaunted!

Those thieves fared even worse! One by one, they were injured or maimed or killed by the Li family's strong servants who touched them.

Seeing that he was not afraid of weapons, Sun Er wielded his longsword even more wildly. With a flash of light, a head flew high into the air, blood splattering everywhere, making the victims look like vengeful ghosts! One bandit was even ripped open by Sun Er, his intestines spilling onto the ground, yet he still didn't stop swinging his sword! They were all already bloodthirsty!

Watching from behind, Li Xingzhi wasn't as disgusted as when he first witnessed the killings. Quite a few people had died by his various methods. The initial discomfort gradually subsided as he listened to the shouts and screams, and his blood began to boil!

"A man's duty is on the battlefield; his courage is like a bear's and his eyes like a wolf's!"

How can one be a man if one does not drink the blood of thieves?

At this moment, the wildness and bestiality that Li Xingzhi had suppressed deep within his heart, inherited from his most primal bloodline, was completely unleashed. His hand holding the knife began to tremble, and his eyes turned bloodshot!

He seemed to see those ancestors who braved thorns and brambles and ate raw meat and drank blood, and he saw those majestic soldiers who fought on the battlefield, killing and conquering new territories with unbridled ambition.

Where are heroes not slaying?

In this Tang Dynasty of war and bloodshed, a Tang Dynasty teeming with heroes, how could he not kill?

"A man's conduct should be one of fierceness. Righteousness and justice cannot coexist!" Li Xingzhi simply raised his cold blade, facing the bandit in front of him. With a single slash, a head flew off!

Blood was splattered all over his head. He licked it with his tongue; it tasted salty and warm!

A sudden sense of liberation arose in my heart, like a cicada that had been lying dormant underground for many years finally shedding its cocoon, feeling refreshed all over and more carefree!

"Hahahaha—" Li Xingzhi laughed loudly, "The battle rages between heaven and earth, the carnage shakes even the underworld. Three steps, one kill; the heart stops, but the hand never ceases." Before the long poem could be finished, he had already raised his broadsword and slashed forward, tearing open the chest and abdomen of a bandit; taking another step forward, he slashed again, blood splattering, and killed another enemy...

The thieves were already terrified when they saw how fearless these people were.

When Li Xingzhi charged in with his sword, before the blade even appeared, the soldiers were already on the ground, killing one person with every step, as easily as slicing melons and vegetables! Their morale was completely shattered! They wished their parents had given them two more legs.

Li Xingzhi had already gotten used to killing. With a single slash, several souls perished. The Li family servants, who had stopped fighting because there were no more enemies, were trembling with fear. They had no idea that their young master was such a killing god!

No matter how fast the thief ran, he couldn't stop Li Xingzhi's murderous intent! His eyes flashed with a crimson light, and his heart was set on killing; he had no other thoughts!

Suddenly, an inexplicable sense of crisis rushed towards him from behind, jolting him out of his killing intent.

Before Li Xingzhi could think any further, he turned to the side and a gust of wind shot past his ear!

He turned his head and saw a long iron arrow, along with its fletching, embedded in the dry, hard soil.

Li Xingzhi was suddenly startled!

Looking back, a figure carrying a longbow flashed by and disappeared without a trace.

Li Xingzhi was helpless. He knew that the one who had escaped was the bandit leader, but it was too late to catch up!

He looked around and saw severed limbs and remains everywhere! Blood was flowing freely and still steaming; his nose and mouth were filled with a salty, pungent smell that made him want to vomit!

Suddenly, he felt something wrap around one of his feet, and Li Xing subconsciously looked down. It was the same "green-headed snake" that had been yelling at him from the beginning, pulling on his leg and saying something inside; the "green-headed snake's" abdomen had been cut open, and its intestines and internal organs were spilling out onto the ground!

Li Xingzhi moved his leg, trying to pull it out, but found that "Green-headed Snake's" body was completely stiff. The ruthlessness and scheming in its open eyes were gone, and its white eyeballs seemed to still be hoping for something.

Li Xingzhi slashed down hard, severing the hand.

He couldn't hold it in any longer and buried his head, vomiting violently.

This was his first real killing, his first real fight with someone, and the first time he had ever seen such a bloodbath!

After vomiting all the acid in his stomach, he managed to stand up and check his surroundings.

Apart from the Li family servants, there was no one else left in the large area. The bandits had either fled or died, and those who hadn't escaped were all finished off by the Li family's strong servants.

Li Xingzhi looked around but couldn't see Wang Xiucai. He panicked and looked around more carefully. The scene was so big, but he still couldn't find Wang Xiucai.

Li Xingzhi gathered all the servants together and asked them about Wang Xiucai's whereabouts, but none of them knew. They were all in a frenzy of fighting, and the scene was extremely chaotic. They didn't pay attention to anyone else!

Li Xingzhi ordered his servants to search the area, but they couldn't find Wang Xiucai's body, which reassured him somewhat. He then sent a few servants who weren't seriously injured to look for Wang Xiucai.

Only then did he have the mind to look at the injuries and deaths of his servants.

Zhao Laowu and Wu Laoliu, who had been standing beside Wang Xiucai, were no longer there. Of the others, only one servant had been shot in the head with an arrow. Although the others had suffered injuries of varying degrees, and were all covered in blood, none of them were fatally wounded. Li Xingzhi nodded with some satisfaction. The one who was shot was simply unlucky; the bandit leader hadn't fired many arrows, and the two arrows aimed at Zhou Da and Sun Er had been narrowly dodged by them.

Li Xingzhi distributed some wound medicine to each person, instructing them to apply it themselves. Many who had witnessed the miraculous effects of Li Xingzhi's wound medicine quickly accepted it with both hands, feeling immensely grateful—it could be a lifesaver in a critical moment! Those with minor injuries who didn't need it carefully stored it away, not knowing if their master would be so generous next time! Their caution was understandable; the wound medicine was so incredibly effective that, in most people's minds, the better something was, the rarer and more precious it was.

Li Xingzhi saw this but didn't say anything more, letting them go their own way.

Just then, the group that went to look for Wang Xiucai returned. They were carrying two people. One of them was covered in blood and looked disheveled, bound by a long rope. He was the escaped bandit leader. The other was someone Li Xingzhi had never seen before. He was thin and pale. He was panting heavily as he was being carried in the air. Li Xingzhi was worried that he would die before he could take another breath.

At this moment, Wang Xiucai emerged from behind, followed by Zhao Laowu. As for Wu Laoliu, he was being supported from behind, stumbling along and nearly collapsing.

Li Xingzhi hurried over and, seeing that Wang Xiucai was alright, breathed a sigh of relief. Then he looked at Zhao Laowu and Wu Laoliu.

Wu Laoliu was only a bit disheveled and not seriously injured, but Zhao Laowu suffered a severe injury, losing an arm. Although the severed arm was tightly bound by his clothes, a lot of blood was still seeping out. Zhao Laowu was still holding his severed hand in his hand!

Li Xingzhi disregarded everything else and quickly poured out a scarlet, blood-red pill for Zhao Laowu to take. This was the Impermanence Pill, a life-saving elixir refined by Huang Yaoshi!

After taking the pill, Zhao Laowu's breathing immediately became calm, and Li Xingzhi asked him why.

It turned out that Wang Xiucai had originally led his men to capture the bandit leader of this stronghold, and they had caught the "White-Faced Ghost" red-handed, who couldn't escape in time! However, on their way back, they encountered the bandit leader who had come looking for them. Zhao Laowu fought valiantly but was no match for him and lost an arm. Fortunately, Wu Laoliu came to his aid in time, preventing him from dying. Meanwhile, under the infusion of Li Xingzhi's rare and precious materials, Wang Xiucai's cultivation was already quite high. He waited for the right moment, and when the bandit leader was entangled with the two men, he knocked the bandit leader down with a single blow!

Upon hearing this, Li Xingzhi was also extremely relieved. If the bandit leader had seized the opportunity to defeat them one by one, the consequences would have been unimaginable!

After sorting things out, pacifying the wounded, and gathering all the strong servants, they realized that the battle had been remarkably successful!

At the cost of one dead and one crippled, they killed more than sixty enemies and captured the bandit leader, a truly great victory worthy of celebration! Seeing such a result, the servants were all excited and eager to try again, just waiting to kill the bandits!

Li Xingzhi had his men clean up the blood-splattered area, while he, led by Wang Xiucai, headed deeper into the bandit stronghold.

He had only taken a few steps when he caught a glimpse of movement in a corner of the wall out of the corner of his eye. Li Xingzhi looked closely and saw only a large buttocks wiggling back and forth, its head already embedded in the wall.

Li Xingzhi found it somewhat amusing. He thought of something, glanced at the two strong servants, and they understood. They walked behind the big buttocks, grabbed the two thick thighs, and pulled hard backward. A round, chubby little fat boy rolled out like a ball, his face turning pale and then red, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

Looking up and seeing so many people staring at him, he chuckled awkwardly and prepared to hide behind the group, but was stopped by two servants who crossed their arms.

Upon seeing the several murderous figures before him, the chubby boy forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, then collapsed to the ground. "My lords, please spare me! Just... just let me go like a fart, okay?"

Li Xingzhi was still unsure what to do with the chubby boy. Having just gone through a fierce battle, he had no mood to deal with him, but he couldn't just leave him in the mountains like that—the overwhelming stench of blood might attract some wild beasts!

"You'd better come with us, or you might get eaten by some wild beast, and don't blame me for not warning you!" After saying that, he ignored him and led a group of people into the mountain stronghold.

"Even if I get eaten by wild beasts, it's better than following you bunch of killing gods..." the chubby boy muttered to himself, but he didn't slow down.

He watched the crowd gradually walk away, gritted his teeth, and followed them, carefully trailing about ten meters behind the group, muttering something under his breath.

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