Li Mu Chuan had only just climbed up when two Japanese pirates spotted him.
They had already heard the commotion from Huangshi Main Road and were on high alert. Seeing someone sneak up, they swung their Samurai Swords at Li Mu Chuan.
Li Mu Chuan instinctively blocked. After easily deflecting the strike, he darted aside and killed his opponent.
Unlike the previous training, this real battle made Li Mu Chuan feel as though he could finally fight without restraint.
Li Mu Chuan had only just killed one man when the Japanese pirates to his left and right charged at him with shrill cries.
By the light of the moon and candles, Li Mu Chuan sidestepped their attacks and swung his saber in retaliation.
Scalding blood splashed across his face, but Li Mu Chuan had no intention of wiping it away as he swiftly met the remaining Japanese pirate.
However, Zhang Jian had already climbed up. Seeing the pirate, he drove his blade straight into the man's back.
"Go down and open the gate. I'll cover you."
Two hundred brothers were already waiting below, just waiting for the gate to open.
Li Mu Chuan immediately nodded. After jumping down with Zhang Jian, he quickly opened the stockade gate while Zhang Jian guarded him from the side.
The two hundred elites filed in, splitting into teams of twelve and swiftly forming Mandarin Duck Formations that spread through the stockade.
Elites truly were elites. Watching the original mass of two hundred men rapidly form up to meet the enemy, Li Mu Chuan felt a sense of awe.
The formations drilled by the ancients were, in truth, extremely formidable.
Once the two hundred men entered the stockade, shouts of battle rang out.
Hearing the cries of combat from their lair, the Japanese pirates holding