The biggest difference between regular troops and the Dead Warriors is that they are all well-trained, except that every single one of them has mastered martial arts, is familiar with the battlefield, and has reached the standard of a novice warrior, but that's it. In terms of individual combat ability, even if we lost all our true energy and fighting spirit, we would still maintain the standard of a primary warrior, and we absolutely wouldn't be at a disadvantage!

  But... as I just said, the battlefield and one-on-one combat are not feasible. Although our individual strength has already gained an overwhelming advantage, ... who on the battlefield would be foolish enough to engage in a one-on-one duel with you?

  In just a short while, the five of us were covered in wounds, big and small, long and short, deep and shallow. The scars crisscrossed every corner of our bodies.

  No one cried out in pain, not because they didn't feel the pain, nor was it because we had superhuman endurance, but because we all knew that once the cry escaped our lips, the pent-up energy would be released, and then we wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer!

  As for me... although I don't have any physical problems, I also won't make any sound, the pain brought by the wounds can only make me more angry and resentful. The high level of excitement has already made me completely ignore the physical pain.

  I don't know how long the battle lasted, nor when it started, but the enemy began to retreat. I chased them for several hundred meters until the four guys behind me completely collapsed on the ground. Only then did I have to stop pursuing. For a moment, within a radius of 100 meters, only I stood proudly with my sword!

  On the city wall, Zichen Hao Meng stood up vigorously. From the moment the battle began, his gaze had been fixed on that stubborn figure and couldn't move away until now. When he saw that mysterious black-haired youth still standing steadily on the battlefield, he couldn't help but stand up excitedly.

  He had never seen such a brave warrior. Even if someone who has reached the level of a swordsman goes to the battlefield, it's just another soul to be filled with resentment.

  But he was different, and with the help of four partners, he defeated eight interceptors who were also senior warriors in one move. Then, relying on his own strength, he rushed back and forth in the enemy's dead squad like a nobody, and rescued his companions at the last moment!

  Next... he even exceeded everyone's expectations, leading four companions to launch a crazy charge against the enemy's regular army, and miraculously broke through, causing huge impact and destruction to the enemy's formation!

  Perhaps... those in the bureau didn't feel it, but actually... it was precisely because of their infiltration that the opposing camp became greatly disordered and couldn't form a neat attacking formation. So under the charge of our great army, they quickly retreated. Otherwise... the direction of the war would have been really hard to predict!

  Sound the retreat!

  As soon as Ziqian Hao gave the order, the mournful sound of the horn rose up. Upon hearing this sound, I turned around with fiery red eyes and saw the army quickly withdrawing into the city. I knew... that I couldn't stay here any longer.

  Slowly sheathing the long knife in its scabbard on my back, at the moment my hand left the hilt, I suddenly realized... the murderous intent and bloodthirsty feeling in my mind surprisingly receded like a tide, even the resentment and venom in my heart quickly retreated along with it!

  I was stunned and bewildered on the spot, I didn't understand what had happened at all, why everything dissipated so quickly, this...this doesn't make sense!

  Tentatively, he placed his hand on the hilt of the knife behind his back again, and suddenly... boundless murderous intent and bloodthirsty feelings surged up like a tidal wave, resentment and hatred swelling once more!

  Suddenly, I subconsciously loosened my grip on the knife handle, oh god... how could this be, it turns out... everything originated from my treasured battle knife!

  But the next moment... I was relieved, facing the enemy, what's the point of being pitied? As for my own friends, even if I were angry and resentful, didn't I not hurt a single hair on the four people behind me? There's no need to worry at all.

  And... after the killing intent and resentment dissipated, my original anger and hatred seemed to have flowed away with them. The resentment and anger that had been tormenting me for several months surprisingly disappeared, and my personality became cheerful again, almost returning to what it was like when I first came into this world.

  My heart is calm and peaceful, without any negative emotions, filled with positive and optimistic emotions, not even a little unpleasant thing is willing to think about!

  The evil god is called the evil god because of its unpredictable mood swings, one second it may still be a kind and gentle boy next door, but the next moment it becomes a cold-blooded killing demon king, its changing personality is unpredictable, making everyone unable to grasp!

  Actually... from the moment Leng Mo killed the first person, the evil god had already officially descended upon this world. The anger, resentment, and hatred of every person who was killed, as well as the negative emotions of the evil god Leng Mo, were all absorbed by the silver crystal on the blade known to later generations as the Evil God Slashing Hundred Battles Knife.

  As long as he doesn't use the Evil God Slaying Sword and doesn't touch the hilt, then... Leng Mo is just a sunny and optimistic young man, everything is bright and positive. However... once he touches the hilt of the Evil God Slaying Sword, Leng Mo is no longer Leng Mo, completely and thoroughly transformed into an evil god!

  As the killings increased, the resentment and hatred in the silver crystal stone grew more and more intense. In the instant that Cold Mo grasped the hilt of his knife, his consciousness was already filled with anger and resentment. Since almost all of those who were killed died in battle, the endless killing intent and the feeling of devouring blood had become the impression that the evil god brought to everyone!

  Cold, no cold evil blade cold, evil god beheads without leaving emotions!

  These are the four most loyal subordinates of the evil god - red, yellow, blue and green, giving the evil god the most appropriate evaluation, which is also recognized by the majority of people in later generations, and is also regarded as the true character of the evil god by those who believe in the evil god!

  Smiling, I walked up to the four guys who were lying limp on the ground and said with a smile: "How's it going? Can you get up?"

  When they saw me smile so sincerely and radiantly, thinking back to my bloodthirsty expression during the battle earlier, the four of them shuddered violently, looking at me with strange expressions. At this moment... they couldn't see clearly the person in front of them with a bright smile, even his eyes were narrowed into a smile. They really didn't know which one was the real him.

  With my encouragement, the four guys struggled to get up, looking like they were having a hard time, as if they were four toddlers who had just learned to walk.

  With my encouragement, the four guys dragged their tired bodies and slowly walked towards the open city gate. The distance was not long, but we spent a lot of time to complete it.

  We finally moved our tent back and didn't talk to each other, all of us started cross-legged meditation to try to recover the internal Qi and Zhen Qi as soon as possible!

  It wasn't until dinner time that we all woke up, and after eating a sumptuous feast, Lan Qi came and called me to go with him. I knew... because I had persisted through this battle, so... I could be promoted to become a regular soldier!

  As expected... Under Lan Qi's lead, I arrived at the main tent of the military camp. General Zi Qian Hao was sitting there with an excited face. When he saw me arrive, he stood up excitedly and walked to my side, patting my shoulder enthusiastically: "Good kid... you did great! I didn't expect you to be so tenacious!"

  Zan Shang nodded and said with a majestic tone: "I'm a person who attaches great importance to promises. Now that you've survived the first battle, from now on, I'll issue you a legitimate identity certificate of the Lu Ri Empire, and... after serving three years in the army, you'll be free!"

  Hehe, with a smile, General Zi continued: "And... based on your outstanding performance in the last battle, the merits you've earned, I've decided! To promote you to be the commander of a regular army's thousand-man unit, how about that! Does my word count, Purple Qian Hao?"

  I looked at General Zi Qianhao with gratitude. Indeed... this person is absolutely a good general who keeps his word, if he insists on not keeping his word, I have no way to stop him.

  With a grateful smile at General Zi, I gratefully said: "Thank you, General Zi... I will definitely work hard and won't let you down!"

  "Zi Qian Hao burst out laughing three times, and said with a smile: 'Well... as long as you do your job well and achieve many military merits, I, Zi Qian Hao, will definitely not ignore you! Alright... now you can go down.'"

  I bowed slightly and was about to leave when I suddenly remembered something, so I raised my head and said: "Thank you, General Zi, but... I have another impolite request, I hope you can grant it for me!"

  "Speak! Whatever I can do, I'll try my best to satisfy your request!"

  I smiled faintly and said indifferently: "I hope... to assign me and the four brothers, Red, Yellow, Blue, and Green, to a small team. What do you think?"

  The recommended list is a bit unstable, brothers! Everyone, let's work together to make it more stable!