The bandits fell in love with these fifty war horses.
I didn't dare to shoot arrows at the beginning.
It doesn't matter how many people die.
If they hurt the horse, they will feel distressed.
A group of thieves wielded messy weapons and surrounded them with strange screams.
"Hoho... surrender to avoid death!"
"Run again, just shoot arrows."
"Hahaha, I promise that I will not shoot the horses and asses."
One after another, the Shen family members asked to surrender.
There are fewer and fewer people around Chen Zhongru.
Finally, the bandits gradually lost patience.
A big town appeared in front of me.
They had four or five hundred cavalry, but they would not have attacked the market town with thousands of people.
Such a large pursuit scene was enough to make the village heroes in the Tuweizi be wary.
"call out!"
A sharp arrow penetrated a servant's back.
"ah……"
The unlucky guy screamed and fell off his horse.
The others were frightened.
Really ejaculated?
Chen Zhongru tied the reins and the war horse man stood up.
"Xilulu!"
He shouted with a heavy and urgent red face.
"Uncle San, go quickly!"
"I...we're cut off the back!"
Chen Zhongru's old face twitched and he said with a slutty smile.
"She is crazy!"
"I'm just teasing us!"
"Where can you escape?"
When Chen Zhongru was taken to the West Coast.
He realized that his ship had been brought over.
well!
All the cargoes were lost.
The person hasn't escaped yet.
I, Shen Laosan, why are you so unlucky today?
"Hahaha!"
A big man bearded rushed over on a tall white horse.
"Shen Family Third Master, why are you running away?"
"When I meet an old friend, I have to drink a drink of water and wine!"
Chen Zhongru was stunned for a moment.
Not to mention, the person who came is really an old friend.
He has seen it many times.
The old guy pointed at the person who came tremblingly.
"Yang Chengliang, it's really... it's you!"
The bandits and cavalry beside him shouted.
"Be honest!"
"Why don't you kneel down when you see King Anding?"
King Anding?
What a big tone?
Sure enough, you, Yang Chengliang, are still coveting our Anding County!
Yang Chengliang jumped off the horse with a spring breeze on his face.
He supported Chen Zhongru, who was really going to worship him with great gifts.
"No, I've said that, I've been old friends!"
"Brothers have praised love and given the title of King Anding."
"It must not be true."
"Let's go and go to the big tent to reminisce about the past."
"San Master, you can rest assured!"
"Yang won't kill you."
This sentence will be done with you.
The stones that were hanging in Chen Zhongru's heart finally put down some.
Damn it, luck makes people feel bad.
The little inside that I called me back and forth.
Not seen each other for half a year.
He turned into a king?
How could he bring him more than 100,000 bandits?
The fantasy of fate is so sad!
Heavy little shrimps naturally have no reason to entertain them at high standards.
They were surrounded by the river by the thieves and gave them a few big pots and some rice, grain, and firewood.
In addition to a few unlucky guys who died.
Thousands of guards and boatmen were caught.
Heavy sighed in his heart.
Even a thousand rabbits weren't caught so quickly, right?
No wonder Chen Lin looked down on the rural soldiers he trained at the time.
It was said to be a gang of mobs.
After he took over, he had to work hard to break up the retrain.
Could it be that our main pulse really can’t be able to develop a good soldier?
These five hundred people are elite servants trained by themselves.
Facing three or four hundred bandits and cavalry.
Even if you are defeated in the end?
It won't collapse at once, right?
What exactly is the problem?
This guy was foolish and his soul flew out of the sky.
Completely crazy.
Chen Zhongru received much better treatment.
He was brought into the Central Army's tent by Yang Chengliang.
The charcoal brazier in the middle is burning vigorously and warm as spring.
As soon as you enter the door, the cold air is gone, and it is so comfortable.
Yang Chengliang planned to fight quickly and quickly, and to move to Linzhang County first with lightning speed.
However, since I met Chen Zhongru, I couldn't say I could delay it.
The eighty or ninety thousand infantry behind have not yet followed.
When a cavalry crosses the river, they have to struggle for noon.
Yang Chengliang has plenty of time to chat with his fellow villagers.
The leading generals opened the tent and walked in.
A soldier handed over hot tea.
Not crossing Lushui yet.
The rebel army seized a large fleet without losing one soldier.
This is a good start, and it's a beautiful game!
All the generals were very interested, and they were talking accents from all over the place, clamoring.
Yang Chengliang pointed to a strong man with leopard eyes and whiskers and introduced.
"This is my second brother, Zhao Guiyi, who is honored as King Guiyi, and has the courage to be unworthy of thousands of men."
"Second brother, I didn't expect to steal an old friend. This is Chen Zhongru, the third master of the Shen family, and the third master of the Shen family!"
Zhao Guiyi was happy and even joked deliberately.
"Oh? The Third Master of the Shen family?"
"Shengliang, you won't spit out the fat meat you have in your mouth, right?"
Chen Zhongru is a little looking forward to it.
He wished that these thieves who were killed in heaven would be stupid, so he treated himself and his wealth as a waste.
With a wave of his hand, he let it go?
But is Yang Chengliang such a brainless idiot?
He was happy and authentic.
"An old friend is an old friend!"
“Buying and selling is buying and selling!”
"How can one code be confused?"
"Yo? By the way, there is still your home here."
"They are all powerful young players in our rebel army."
"Who?"
"Shen Tieshan, Shen Tiezhu, are you still here to pay homage to your third uncle?"
"Lu Dajiang, you guys dodge?"
"Do you think? Today, you are still the little gangster in Lushuihe Village?"
"Come out and meet people!"
"Damn, you have led three thousand troops, don't you know?"
"Sir, should you look at him with admiration for three days?"
Chen Zhongru doesn’t mean to be impressed.
He wanted to pick his eyes out.
These three young iron armored players who walk on the wolf and tiger steps.
It turned out to be a gangster who harmed the village half a year ago? A gangster?
God, what's wrong with this world?
How much does our Shen family cost?
Those servants also trained a lot and invested money.
But why can't I find these three people?
Especially Lu Dajiang, who was led.
He is not tall, but he reveals a sense of ruthlessness and cunningness.
It seems that he is more like a battlefield hero than his own baby nephew Chen Yi.
He also led three thousand troops.
Why is the gap between people so big?
Lu Dajiang is not familiar with Chen Zhongru.
The third master of Shen Family Ji who was arrogant in the past.
How could I like a gangster who is of a humble background like him?
He just bowed his hand with a faint expression and said nothing.
Chen Tiezhu and Shen Tieshan are considered descendants of the Shen family.
After the thief rebelled, he also erased the word "shen".
The two of them went forward and knelt on one knee awkwardly, following the etiquette.
"Nephew, my nephew, will join the third uncle!"
Chen Zhongru's five flavors are mixed in his heart.
He helped these two "Shen Family Thousand Mile Horses" that he had seen in the past.
"Get up quickly."
"You go to Luoyang Mountain to serve hard labor, a thief... Ah, a chaotic..."
"I lost the news all at once!"
"Just be alive!"
"A few days ago, I went to Lushuihe Village!"
"That place is now called Lushui Tiecheng!"
"Tiezhu, is your father Chen Zhongfu?"
"We have met each other and I'm still talking about you!"