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Use the way of the person to treat the person's body.

The impact of that spear strike sent numbness through Zhai Fei's tiger's mouth.

Li Mu pressed down again, using only a fraction of his strength to force Zhai Fei to his knees, his back bent, unable to even lift his head.

"You little thief, look behind you!"

Someone called out to Li Mu, and Li Mu instinctively turned his head to look.

There was nothing behind him.

When he turned around again, he saw the blade flash past his eyes.

Li Mu instantly leaned back to avoid the attack.

He intended to pull the lance backward, but a pulling force came from the lance.

Only then did he see that a short man had grabbed the other end of the lance.

The person was dressed in a flashy outfit, with a fox mask hanging on the side.

He was none other than Liu Qian, the Grass Tiger.

Suddenly, Liu Qian drew a curved sword and threw it at Li Mu's hand, which was holding a lance.

The scimitar spun past the lance, and Li Mu instinctively released the lance, leaped backward, and jumped onto the battlement.

He looked down and saw that no one had climbed up the ladder yet.

The battalion commander below was leading his men to watch the play.

"The Thirteen Protectors truly live up to their reputation," Liu Qian said with a cunning smile.

"How did you recognize it?" Li Mu asked.

"Knife skills," Liu Qian grinned.

Liu Qian recognized Li Mu the moment his helmet broke.

Liu Qian had just wanted to come and support Zhai Fei, because he thought Zhai Fei was no match for this man.

"The Thirteen Protectors are indeed formidable. That big, dark-skinned guy just now killed seven or eight of our brothers before I barely managed to drive him away," Liu Qian said.

During the exchange between Li Mu and Zhai Fei, he did notice out of the corner of his eye that someone else had climbed up the stone wall elsewhere.

However, the fighting there didn't last long before they were driven off.

Li Mu didn't bother to check who it was.

"You little thief, your militia is not united. You and your brothers have been fighting on the city wall for so long, and not a single person has climbed up to help you. Why are you risking your life for them?" Liu Qian sneered.

"What's it to you?" Li Mu retorted.

"I just think that you Thirteen Protectors of Lingnan probably don't want to work for Zero Bank, right? Why don't you join us and turn the tables on Zero Bank and Xiao Yunfei?" Liu Qian said with a smile.

"The temple is too small," Li Mu said dismissively.

"Since you're unwilling, then..."

Before Liu Qian could finish speaking, he charged towards Li Mu, wielding a pair of curved swords.

Li Muben wanted to counterattack with his knife.

He had saved Liu Qian before. This guy was incredibly skilled in light-footed kung fu, and his speed was so fast that even Li Mu was impressed.

But in Li Mu's eyes, his kung fu was only at a very low level.

To defeat him, one move is enough.

However, things were not as simple as Li Mu had imagined.

Liu Qian leaped into the air and slashed his twin swords directly at Li Mutou's head.

This fighting style clearly exposes all of your weaknesses to the enemy.

If Li Mu had a long-range weapon, he could have killed him in mid-air.

Although Li Mu only has a narrow knife now, killing him would be very easy.

However, Li Mu wouldn't really kill him; he'd just teach him a lesson.

"Don't do it again..."

Li Mu leaped up and slashed at Liu Qian, who was in mid-air.

Li Muben wanted to say that he shouldn't be so reckless in the future, and shouldn't expose all his weaknesses.

But suddenly something held him back. Looking down, he saw that a rope loop was around his ankle.

However, he could still deliver a fatal blow to Liu Qian.

Just as he was about to draw his sword, Liu Qian suddenly dodged in mid-air in a strange manner.

In mid-air, without any leverage, he suddenly changed his course and deftly dodged the blade in Li Mu's hand.

In the next instant, Liu Qian had already arrived behind Li Mu.

Li Mu disregarded everything else and hurriedly cut the rope around his ankle.

He felt a powerful kick coming from behind.

"I'll go to you!"

Liu Qian shouted and kicked Li Mu off the stone wall, sending him crashing diagonally into the crowd below.

Li Mu barely managed to steady himself in the air, and upon landing, he rolled five or six times before finally standing up.

That Liu Qian, the "grass tiger," was not as simple as Li Mu had imagined.

His movements were beyond Li Mu's comprehension.

This world should possess abilities that did not exist in Li Mu's previous life.

"Brother, are you alright?"

"You're really something, fighting on the city wall for so long?"

"Brother, look, that brother over there just stormed up the city wall and killed seven or eight bandits."

At this moment, the battalion commander walked over quickly.

"Useless piece of trash!" the battalion commander shouted angrily, pointing at Li Mu.

"Why don't you let the brothers attack?" Li Mu asked coldly.

"You piece of trash, how dare you question me? If you hadn't been unable to stand firm on the city wall, would you have missed such a great opportunity?" the battalion commander roared.

This battalion commander clearly did it on purpose.

Li Mu clearly had a golden opportunity on the city wall and could have stormed it. Even if he couldn't take Tiger Head Stronghold in one fell swoop, he could have at least dampened the bandits' spirit.

However, the battalion commander only allowed Li Mu to attack upwards, but not the others.

Is Xiao Yunfei plotting against him?

This place has only three thousand militiamen, yet their hearts are divided. Some, driven by personal grudges, disregard the greater good and scheme against their own comrades.

They could only retrieve the refined iron if they broke through Tiger Head Stronghold.

However, even with Li Mu gaining the upper hand, they still had to scheme against him.

Li Mu was 100% certain that Xiao Yunfei would not be able to defeat Tiger Head Stronghold.

Let alone his current 3,000 militiamen, even if he sent 3,000 fully armed regular troops, how could they fight a war if their hearts were not united?

"Is it my fault?" Li Mu asked.

"What did I just say? Anyone who takes a step back on the ladder will be killed by me." After saying this, the battalion commander pointed his knife at Li Mu.

"Which eye of yours saw me back down?" Li Mu glanced at Dao Feng out of the corner of his eye and said coldly.

"Heh, just as you climbed up, you took a step back. Do you think I'm blind? Do you think I didn't see it?" the battalion commander roared.

Upon hearing this, Li Mu grinned.

When he started climbing, he did take a step back to avoid being attacked by the three bandits.

However, he did this to create an opportunity to attack, so he could leap onto the stone wall in one fell swoop.

However, in the eyes of this battalion commander, it became a reason to retreat?

"Damn it..." Li Mu muttered a curse.

Is this how you nitpick? Have you no shame?

Who on earth sent this idiot to plot against him? Couldn't they have found someone smarter?

"And then?" Li Mu asked casually.

"Disobeying orders on the battlefield is punishable by death!"

As Ying Zheng spoke, he raised his knife to strike.