Three hundred and ninetieth eight chapters deserve what they deserve
The Sharp Knife troops walked north for more than thirty miles and stopped in a valley.
This distance is right no matter what you do.
Chen Changlin was delighted.
"Boss, isn't it..."
Liang Zhi nodded after dispatching the sentinels.
"It's better to be early than late."
"It's so troublesome to take a living person away."
Chen Changlin raised his hands to agree, and he had been talking about it for a long time.
"Bring the turtle calf up!"
Lin Guang said in a funny way not far away: "Deputy Team, we only have a turtle son here."
"There is no turtle!"
Chen Changlin laughed and scolded: "What are you talking about?"
"Come over with the son of Zhuang's surname."
"Hahaha……"
“Hahaha…”
All the officers and soldiers laughed and laughed.
Zhuang Mingyang, who was tied up in big colors, was blindfolded and his mouth was blocked.
He placed it horizontally on the horse's back, and the bumps made him feel bitter and bitter.
At first, he thought he had encountered an ambush by the Liao people, so of course he called the rebels who protected him to run away together.
As a result, he found out that the other person had not killed him.
But dozens of iron-armored soldiers of the Rebel Army slaughtered all of them.
At that time, infinite hope arose in Zhuang Mingyang's heart.
Could it be?
Is it my own governor’s father, and finally found his conscience?
Send someone to save yourself?
However, these "rescuers" are not friendly.
As soon as he came up, he tied up people and gagged his eyes and ran away.
Master Zhuang still comforted himself.
These people are not soldiers from Chanzhou, but are mostly heroes in the world.
It doesn’t matter if it’s a bit vulgar and reckless, let’s bear it.
As long as you can escape Yang Chengliang's clutches, what's the point of suffering?
All right.
This crime is thirty miles apart, and it is still a difficult road to go.
It made Master Zhuang miserable!
When Lin Guang removed Zhuang Mingyang's blindfolded black cloth.
He squinted his eyes, the sun was so dazzling.
How do these people see their strange vision?
A little...had bad intentions!
Chen Changlin rubbed his hands and said.
"Hehe, Uncle Tiangui has a spirit in Tian, and I have to take revenge today."
"How to do it?"
"What if you scrape it with thousands of swords?"
"Or... it's fun to have a butt-eyed thorny guy?"
Liang rolled his eyes and pointed at the Haruhidao above his head.
"Look at if the weather is good?"
"We don't have time to go for too long."
"The Yang Chengliang's troops behind are thousands of iron-armored cavalry!"
"Lucheng is not far away."
"I heard that the Liao army captured Licheng in front. Who knows if they will send troops south?"
Although the sharp knife troops are quite capable of fighting.
But two fists can't beat four hands.
It is very troublesome to encounter any large army on either side.
At least a little bit.
Each person has thirty iron rod crossbows, twenty fewer than the old army!
If you have too many, you can't carry it at all.
There were only a few thousand arrows, and they shot out in a few swishes. How could they fight with people?
Liang Zhi wanted to fish and got some war horses.
I am afraid that there are too many pursuers.
If you are dragged into the water by a big fish, wouldn’t it be a joke?
The reason why he hurriedly dealt with Zhuang Mingyang.
I'm afraid this guy will be dragged down.
He is like a long-legged rabbit, is he running the ball?
Looking back, can adults forgive themselves?
I have to slap a few times, right?
Chen Changlin said with regret.
"Oh, I can't help but feel sorry for my hatred!"
"What should I do? Behead my head?"
Zhuang Mingyang's eyes were glaring out.
Finished bird!
Who are these people?
He actually discussed how to kill me as if no one else was around?
He jumped in a hurry and whimpered.
Liang waved his hand.
"Xiao Guang, Liang Yuanxin, tie him to a tree."
"Dear brothers and sisters, who else has never seen blood? Please raise your hand."
"It's not about killing pigs, sheep, and hunting wild animals in the training camp!"
"I mean-"
"Killed!"
"Brush!"
The following group of male and female players raised their hands embarrassedly.
Female soldiers account for more than half.
The others are all new recruits who joined the army by Badao Sect.
Liang Zhi nodded, not as expected at all.
There aren't many fighting opportunities!
He pointed at Zhuang Mingyang, who was struggling hard.
"This kid was for his own benefit half a year ago."
"Uncle Chen Tiangui, the senior of the navy who killed us."
"Our Iron Army has been established."
"I have always regarded this as a bloody revenge for a long time."
"Today, God opens his eyes and lets us catch this bastard."
"All the recruits obey orders and pull out your tiger teeth."
"Everyone comes forward and pokes his transparent hole."
"To comfort Uncle Tiangui's spirit in heaven!"
Iron Army?
Is this a small army of the Iron Army?
Zhuang Mingyang stopped jumping.
He was completely desperate.
It turns out that Chen Lin has been caring about the Sanchawan robbery!
It’s not that he didn’t report it, he just didn’t find a good opportunity!
This is really over!
Who will save himself in the wilderness?
Even as the son of the Governor of Chanzhou, he had long been accustomed to calling the wind and rain.
But today.
It is simply called "Daily Response" and "Daily Response" and "Daily Response".
A child of the Chen family asked quickly in the sharp knife.
"Boss, can we poke it?"
Liang Zhi's mouth twitched, do you want to join in the fun of this?
"We have to wait until the recruits have finished poking it."
"Draw your sword!"
"Brush!"
More than thirty tiger-tooth daggers were unsheathed. Liang Zhi snorted coldly.
"Five people in groups, the speed should be fast."
"You don't touch your head, you have to take it back to pay tribute to Uncle Tiangui!"
"First row, thorn!"
"Pu Shi Shi Shi Shi Shi Shi..."
The cold light flashed, and the knife saw blood.
In the severe pain, Zhuang Mingyang suddenly felt a lot of energy and opened his mouth and sprayed off the cloth head.
The sound was miserable, like a cuckoo crying blood.
"I...I am the son of the Governor of Chanzhou!"
"You... bold..."
Chen Changlin rushed up, and he was just a slap.
Zhuang Mingyang's front teeth fell out after hitting him.
"Damn it, it's the emperor's baby."
"If we provoke our Iron Army, we will have only one end - die!"
"What are you doing when you stand?"
"Second row, thorn!"
"Brush!"
"Brush!"
...
Six or seven groups of people stepped forward together and waved the dagger without hesitation.
Zhuang Mingyang's mouth was filled with blood and he could no longer speak.
At this moment, he looked at the sky with his eyes blankly.
If you can regret it.
He would never obey Chen Zhongxin's tricks.
What are you going to provoke Chen Lin's fleet?
Isn't it okay to do business in a harmonious manner?
pity!
There is no regret medicine in this world to buy!
With his usual domineering personality.
Even if there is no Sanchawan robbery.
Sooner or later, he will make a bond with Chen Lin.
The ending of the tragic death in the wilderness today is entirely due to one's own fault.
Liang looked straight at Zhuang Mingyang's eyes with his eyes open.
He felt extremely happy.
The iron army takes revenge and do what they say.
"Changlin, cut off your head and make a wooden box."
"Fortunately, I prepared a few kilograms of lime in advance, but I finally didn't get any vaginity."
"By the way, clean up all traces and bury the body deep!"
Chen Changlin likes this job very much.
The last knife, we have to do it.
Uncle Tiangui, you can rest in peace.
"Abide by the order!"
This chapter has been completed!