"grown ups!"
The clatter of horseshoes was not Zhang, Li, Zhou Dapi, nor Hu Tieyan, but another middle-ranker who Yang Ji had no impression of came out of the crowd and rushed to Yang Ji, with a face full of anxiety:
"The wild primitive jungle is no small matter. It is full of thorns. If we throw three thousand people into it, not even the scum will be left. We can't deal with the barbarians at all! Sir, please think again!"
By the end, I was so anxious that my eyes were almost red!
The primitive jungle is a paradise for barbarians. Here, they are at home like a fish in water. But the Han people are unable to move forward. In the past, this has been proved countless times by dripping blood.
Now Yang Ji wants to throw these three thousand people into this "forest maze". This is completely suicide!
"boom!"
What greeted the captain was an iron palm. Yang Ji slapped his right hand, and the overwhelming force lifted the middle-rank captain off the horse and fell to the ground with a bang. The blood seeped into his internal organs. , and even spit out blood.
The middle-ranking captain's face was full of astonishment, as if he couldn't believe that Yang Ji would take action against him.
"Don't ask too many questions, don't say too many words, and follow orders and prohibitions. Have you forgotten what I said?"
Yang Ji stared at the mid-level captain on the ground, his voice as cold as ice:
"Besides, when did I say I was going to attack the barbarians? Since you are so afraid of the wild jungle, now it is as you wish. You don't have to go anymore!"
(To be continued.) Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net
Chapter completed!