Chapter Seven was cool

  The serene mountain forest became noisy and chaotic due to the intense battle between Eagle Guard and Maitreya Sect. Compared to others, Wu Fan calmed down after killing that Maitreya Sect member who was on drugs. Not for anything else, but just because of this strange situation now. According to Wu Fan's thinking, he was a soldier, while those Maitreya Sect demons were thieves; soldiers catching thieves, shouldn't the thieves run away with their tails between their legs? How come... they didn't just not run, but instead engaged in a fierce battle with Eagle Guard to the death? What did Maitreya Sect want to do after all?

  Wu Fan couldn't figure out the strange things that were happening everywhere, so he became careless and didn't think much of it. Anyway, he was a man who cherished his life, but unexpectedly became a ghost under the knife.

  "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

  Deep in the dense forest, three arrowheads suddenly whizzed by, seemingly conveying some kind of message.

  "Retreat!"

  The Maitreya practitioners were whistling to each other, fighting as they retreated, not caring if they would be caught by the Eagle Guards and led into their lair in the deep mountains and old forests, where they would be rounded up.

  "Qian Zong Qi! Shall we pursue?"

  Wu Fan saw this scene and had an idea, so he threw the hot potato at his current superior Qian Rui from a distance.

  Qian Rui was thirty-three years old, in the prime of his life. He had a tall and robust build, with a square face, and was an honest man. Similarly, he was also one of those who had the opportunity to be promoted to Bai Hu after Chen Yu's death.

  Wu Fan's move is very meaningful. If Qian Rui chooses to pursue, if he wins and returns, it's okay to say, but if he fails and causes heavy casualties in the hundred households, not to mention whether he can still be promoted or continue to live, it's a problem. But if Qian Rui chooses not to pursue, delaying the opportunity will also be counted on his head. In short, Wu is very good at being a bad person, really despicable.

  Qian Rui is a honest man, and most honest men mean they have less of their own opinions, like to listen to orders. But Chen Yu, the head of the hundred households where he lives, has died, and another official, Guo Zong, has been left in charge of the hundred households, so no one will give him orders or discuss things with him, and he must make his own decisions.

  Wu Fan's words seemed to push Qian Rui into a corner, but this honest man took a detour and gave Wu Fan an answer: "Let's see what the brothers in other hundred households do! If they move forward, we'll follow suit! If they don't make a move, neither will we!"

  "Ah! Is it wisdom or just a coincidence? The trap didn't work after all!"

  Wu Fan muttered to himself, but on the surface he seemed calm. While waiting for orders, he took the opportunity to start flipping through the bodies of the Maitreya sect members who had been chopped down to the ground, looking to see if there was any money to be made from the dead. As a result, Wu Fan was undoubtedly disappointed, finding only over 80 taels of scattered silver on more than ten people's bodies, causing him to secretly curse the Maitreya sect members as poor devils.

  More than eighty taels of silver was still too little, and it couldn't satisfy Wu Fan's greed at all.

  Wu Fan's eyes rolled, and he pretended to be calm, sighing: "Everyone searches thoroughly, eight or nine brothers have died, at least we should send some gifts to their families."

  As soon as this was said, the effect was indeed good. The eleven or twelve Eagle Guards left under Wu Fan's command were instantly moved.

  The great Sui Empire valued martial arts and the achievements that came with it, one of which was military merit. The empire placed great importance on military merit, to the point of being extremely strict, with a clear regulation stating "those who behead the enemy can enjoy all the property of the beheaded". In other words, no matter how much effort you put in or how many blows you struck against the enemy, if it wasn't you who actually beheaded them, then neither the military merit nor the beheaded person's property belonged to you. However, those who stole others' military achievements would be beheaded and displayed publicly.

  The people under Wu Fan's command made a significant contribution, and it was precisely because of their efforts that Wu Fan was able to kill nearly ten Maitreya cultists with his hidden weapons and dark blades. The ones who fell at the feet of these small troops were mostly credited to Wu Fan's military achievements, and he had the right to enjoy all the spoils of war. Now, when Wu Fan said he wanted to distribute all the wealth he obtained to those subordinates who died in battle, it would naturally make others feel that he was radiating dazzling brilliance! It was as if Wu Fan was telling everyone - don't worry if you die in battle, I will remember you and compensate your families. Such a superior officer is still quite worthy of respect, isn't he?

  Seeing his move to buy people's hearts had taken effect, Wu Fan smiled with a pleased expression. This was his first step out of his shell, and if he wanted to climb up, he needed enough support from both above and below. Without the support of those below him, no matter how high he climbed, it would be like a tall building without a foundation, which would collapse with just a slight movement.

  "Continue to pursue the Maitreya cult's evil followers!"

  Looking back, Wu Fan heard General Qian Rui's order to continue advancing, with a knife on his back and waving his hand to signal everyone to move forward.

  The White Head Mountain is extremely vast, and the deeper you go, the more difficult it is to distinguish east from west. The forest is quiet and still, with only occasional roars of wild beasts. After searching for half a moment, those retreating Maitreya cult demons seemed to have vanished into thin air, leaving not even a trace behind, which was truly astonishing.

  Adhering to the concept that "something is fishy when things go out of the ordinary", Wu Fan commanded his subordinates to approach General Qian Rui, who was not far away, hoping that both sides could echo each other. At the same time, he used the fourteen knife sheaths to play a game of "flying man in mid-air" among the trees.

  The strange situation didn't last long, bursting through the dense forest on Mount Baitou, when they arrived at a large clearing, someone was already waiting for the Eagle Guards of Luoyang Qianhu Suo.

  About three hundred Maitreya cultists gathered on the empty ground, all with their upper bodies exposed, their eyes bloodshot, and a smoky mist emanating from their bodies like hot irons being quenched in water. Each of the Maitreya cultists stared intently at the Eagle Guards pouring out of the forest, gripping various weapons in their hands, baring their teeth and snarling in protest, yet making no sound.

  This is...

  Wu Fan immediately remembered the Maitreya cultist he had killed earlier and shouted decisively, "These Maitreya cultists have taken crazy medicine and are not afraid of pain. They must be beheaded to be killed, everyone be careful!"

  "Whoosh~~~~"

  A sharp whistling sound came from the dense forest behind the empty land.

  "ROAR!!!!!"

  The Maitreya cultists who had been waiting in place were like wild beasts that had their shackles removed, and they charged towards the Eagle Guards with mad roars!

  "Ahhhhh!"

  The cries of agony continued unabated, and the quiet mountain forest was once again in an uproar.

  Green hills and clear waters... Fresh blood flying everywhere...

  Maitreya's followers swallowed the crazy medicine and lost their humanity. A Yanyangwei cut off the arms of Maitreya's followers with one knife, but they didn't react at all, instead taking the opportunity to get close and bite off Yanyangwei's throat. Another Yanyangwei stabbed through the opponent's chest, but the knife got stuck in their body and couldn't be pulled out, and was smashed by a stick, while the Maitreya follower with the knife inserted into their chest continued to fight with other Yanyangwei.

  The Eagle Guard, known as the Emperor's personal army, the imperial executioner, had been through countless battles and were ruthless. But they had never seen such a scene before! This was no longer a normal battle, it was a desperate struggle between humans and beasts, humans and demons! It was terrifying! The Eagle Guard collapsed, completely forgetting Wu Fan's previous warning, and began to flee in disarray.

  "My goodness! This group of foolish birds! They treated my words as nothing but wind in their ears!"

  Wu Fan did not participate in the battle, and with a huff of anger, he slapped the trunk of the big tree, turned around, and was about to jump down from the fork of the big tree to follow the crowd and retreat down the mountain.

  "Where are you going?"

  As soon as Wu Fan turned around, a clear and pleasant voice came from above his head.

  "Boom!"

  A branch shook violently, and a black figure leaped down from higher up in the tree, blocking Wu Fan's path.

  Judging from her figure, she was undoubtedly a woman, with a tall and plump physique that was both full and slender. Unfortunately, this woman had disheveled hair and wore a smiling Maitreya Buddha mask. In her hand, she held a long and thin three-foot-long awl-like spike, the blood groove on which sent chills down one's spine.

  "Gulu!"

  Wu Fan's pupils suddenly enlarged, and he swallowed hard, his heart cooling down by half!

  Wu Fan climbed up the big tree with the help of the steel rope in his fourteen-sided knife sheath, while this woman not only didn't use any tools but also silently climbed up a five or six zhang high big tree and hid on Wu Fan's head for a long time without being discovered. What does this show? It shows that this woman is extremely dangerous!

  Taking a deep breath, Wu Fan forced out a smile and said: "Haha... I'm going home! Going home for dinner!"

  "Hahaha...!"

  The woman in black with a mask on her face smiled nervously, then glanced at the battlefield below, without even looking at Wu Fan, and said: "Are you going to surrender yourself, or do I need to take action?"

  Wu Fan also took a look at the situation on the ground, and his heart turned cold... The Eagle Guard of over 2,000 people was actually being chased and beaten by the Maitreya Sect crowd of over 300 who had been fed medicine, and they had already completely retreated from here. In other words, Wu Fan was thrown into an area currently occupied by the Maitreya Sect, isolated and helpless, unable to escape even if he wanted to.

  Damn it! What's going on...?! My mom! It's also my own fault for playing with the aerial stunts when I had nothing better to do.

  At this moment, Wu Fan really wanted to give himself two big ear slaps to vent his anger!

  "Bang!"

  Wu Fan was still in a daze when he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck, and his face seemed to sink into something soft and fluffy. He lost all consciousness...

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