(This period of update will be the death camp, the lowest and most stressful stage of Qin Feng, but this stage is also Qin Feng, a regular kitten, a complete transformation period for wild dogs, so it is indispensable. I guess, I will be scolded again, abuse the master? When it is time to abuse, I will naturally be abused. If you want to highlight, you will naturally suffer first. If God is going to give this person a great responsibility, you must first suffer his mind and mind, tired his muscles and bones, starve his body, empty his body, and act in chaos. Therefore, he will be moved and endure his nature and has made things difficult for him. It must be said that the sports meeting in the whole district has finally been held, and he is very tired. Fortunately, he can start rushing the manuscript from tomorrow to two chapters a day after tomorrow. I am back, brothers!)

With a loud bang, countless smoke and dust soared into the sky. The entire wall of the military camp faced the streets. The smoke and dust gradually disappeared. What appeared in front of the county soldiers were two conical arrays of suicide camps in an attack formation. At the front, Zhang Xiaomao held an iron knife and looked coldly at the black county soldiers and one hundred inner guards riding on war horses in front.

With a whistle, the kitten pulled down the mask on his head and raised the iron knife in his hand. Following his movements, the five hundred soldiers from the camp behind him held the iron knife in both hands and raised it high.

"I am invincible." Zhang Xiaomao's voice was low, and her voice seemed a little dull behind the mask. When he yelled this sentence, it seemed that he would go back to the scene of leading the team to charge several years ago when he was still in the Death Camp.

"I am invincible!" Five hundred people roared with the kitten. There was no feeling of blood rushing, and their voices seemed very calm, short and powerful. But this too calm sound made the outer inner guards' teeth involuntarily shudder. These inner guards are different from Guo Jiuling. They have never experienced the experience on the battlefield. They are usually more like the fighting of **** characters. Today, they are against them, a group of individuals with far inferior combat power than them, but they are real teams of killing gods on the battlefield.

"Strike!" He used a stern shout to hide his anxiety, and even ignored Yang Yi, who was the commander-in-chief of this annihilation battle.

With his order, more than a hundred cavalrymen drove their horses in five rows and ran forward.

Behind Zhang Xiaomao is the brigade of wild dogs. As the name suggests, the troops led by the wild dog are like him. On the battlefield, they are a group of mad dogs. In every battle, the death camp is the vanguard of the western border army, and the wild dog is the vanguard of the death camp. Facing the cavalry charge, they did not do it for the first time, but often.

Zhang Xiaomao sneered. The commander on the opposite side obviously lacked the experience of battlefield command. His horse team was too close to the military camp, and his orders were issued too late. The death camp rushed forward dozens of steps before the other party issued the order to charge. At this time, the distance between the two sides was less than one hundred steps. The war horse was within a distance of less than one hundred steps, and the distance between the two sides was only fifty steps. Within such a short distance, it was obviously impossible for the war horse to accelerate and form a powerful impact force. At least such impact force was completely withstanded by the death camp.

Yang Yi, behind him, stared at the death camp in amazement as he collided with the cavalry on the street like a moth to the flames. But the picture in front of him was not that the team of the death camp was washed away by the cavalry. The sword light flashed, the people flew high, the horse screamed and fell down. The arrow of the death camp broke with a bang, but the cavalry's impact speed also stopped at this moment. Then, the black torrent flooded the cavalry of the inner guards.

Rows of iron knives were swung neatly and fell in a uniform manner. Each time they fell, it was accompanied by a low shout of yo. Every time they fell, everything in front turned into pieces of minced meat. Yang Yi could not imagine how hundreds of people could swing their swords together.

Zhang Xiaomao rushed to the front with a knife. As an arrow figure in the army, he had just faced the greatest pressure when he was heisting with the horse team. At this moment, blood was oozing out of his mouth and nose, which was the result of a huge shock to his internal organs.

The iron knife swung out and held the sword that the inner guard had slashed out from the side of him. The two iron swords had already stabbed out from him. The tall war horse fell to the ground. The inner guard had just jumped up and another sword light flew over. The jumping inner guard did not land. It had turned into several pieces in the air, falling to the ground with the blood rain.

Yang Yi's body trembled uncontrollably. He regarded it as a reliance. He was preparing to use them to attack the inner guard cavalry, the thousand men of the Death Camp, which was melting rapidly in front of the Death Camp, as snow encountered strong sunlight. The Death Camp was accompanied by the low sound of yo hey, and it was slashing further, as if it was slow, but it was advancing forward quickly. The general had already fallen into a hard battle. At this moment, he had abandoned the war horse because he knew clearly that the war horse was not his help, but his bond.

"Yang Yi, what are you waiting for?" He roared. He was angry that when he charged, Yang Yi did not order a full-scale attack. Although he had only a short moment in a fight with the Death Camp, he now understood why the Death Camp was called the No. 1 strong army in the West. In terms of his personal combat effectiveness, one of his hundred inner guards was not far superior to the opponent, but when the army was facing each other, he could not resist the opponent's attacks, because their attacks were more of personal abilities, and the opponent, each time, was a group.

Yang Yi suddenly realized that if the Death Camp was allowed to break out of this dead land, the entire Anyang City would become a battlefield. At that time, even if he could kill the Death Camp in the end, the destroyed Anyang City would make him fall into an endless abyss. Now, the only thing he could rely on was the advantage in numbers and use people to pile up the Death Camp.

"Everyone attacks, those who retreat back!" Yang Yi drew his sword and rushed forward.

Not far from the battlefield is Guo Jiuling's residence. At this moment, he was listening to Xin Jianli telling him about the current situation in Shangjing and his treatment of the suicide camp. Listening to Xin Jianli's words, Guo Jiuling sighed silently. The rebellion of the scissors was destined to be destroyed.

As one of Min Ruoying's confidants, he could only obey Min Ruoying's orders, which made him feel extremely distressed. Xin Jianli's lips, which kept opening and closing, gradually blurred in front of his eyes, and replaced by familiar faces flashing through the Death Camp. In Maoer Mountain, he was recovering for more than a month and was already very familiar with these people. Now, these familiar faces are afraid that they are disappearing one by one.

"Sacrifice, sacrifice, this is the price that Da Chu must pay to become stronger." He lowered his head, muttered constantly, his hands trembled, and his heart was bleeding. He could only make excuses for Min Ruoying who issued this order. Over the years, he has spared no effort to support Min Ruoying, just hoping that Da Chu could have a powerful and domineering emperor who could bring them to power the world? The majesty of the royal family cannot be desecrated, and the scandal of the royal family must be buried deep.

Just a group of death row prisoners, people who should have died long ago! He said to himself in his heart, but still felt a little pain in his heart.

With a bang, the door was knocked open, and an inner guard stumbled in, "Commander Guo, Lord Xin, something happened!" The inner guard gasped.

Xin Jianli and Guo Jiuling's expressions suddenly changed.

After listening to the report from the inner guard, Xin Jianli's face turned green and he considered everything. The only thing he didn't expect was that these county soldiers were so in chaos. The result of shirking each other was that they gave the Death Camp a chance to breathe. Now the Death Camp has received unified command and launched a close-range battle with the county soldiers. It is conceivable what the result is.

"Commander Guo!" Xin Jianli turned his face and looked at Guo Jiuling, his face full of begging. Guo Jiuling sighed, stood up, and walked out silently. He was the person on Min Ruoying's ship. Whether he recognized Min Ruoying's decision or not, since Min Ruoying had made a decision, all he could do was obey. Moreover, he was also worried that the death camp, who was completely angry, would make fierce revenge. There was no good person in the death camp. If they lost control and acted recklessly, the only one who suffered was the people of Anyang City.

"Let's go to the government office!" he said in a deep voice.

The county soldiers and generals were summoned into the government office. Standing in the government office, you could hear the shouts from the direction of the Dongcheng Barracks not far away. Cheng Ping's face was nowhere to be seen. Xin Jianli was like an ant on a hot pan, only Guo Jiuling, still maintaining a calm face. Looking at the generals standing in the hall who obviously had their own ideas, Guo Jiuling took out his golden inner guard waist sign from his arms and slapped it on the table with a bang.

"If the people in the suicide camp escape from the death camp, I promise that none of you will survive." He looked at these people coldly, "Don't think that someone behind you dare to despise the military order. In front of me, Guo Jiuling, the people behind you are all the same. If you make me angry, you will even get rid of your roots!"

"Now, take your army to encircle and suppress the death camp. You have three ways to choose from. The first one is to fight hard until death. Your family will live and will have glory behind you. The second one is that you are not fighting effectively and you will be killed by me, which will affect your family. On the third day, you fight bravely and wipe out the death camp. You will survive, get promoted and make money, and be rich and glorious. Now, get out of here, fight for me. Choose a way for yourself."

Amid Guo Jiuling's roar, the county soldiers and generals ran out without looking at each other. What is different from Xin Jianli is that Guo Jiuling is a real big shot. It can be said that it can be done.

There is no choice. It is said that there are three paths, but in fact there is only one path.

In the whole city, fire dragons gathered towards the East City. This time, the speed of advancement was extremely fast, and encirclements began to form.

The monk lay on the roof, staring at the teams of county soldiers leaving the fire under Suqian's leadership and ran towards the east city. Their teeth were biting, their eyes bursting, and they almost dripped. At this position where he was lying, they could see the bodies of his brothers who were no longer in appearance in the fire.

Burying his head in the gap between the tiles, he shed tears silently.

The county soldiers had already left, and the monk slowly raised his head, his expression had become extremely ferocious. There was no end to the nest under the collapse of the nest. If you took action here, how can other places be preserved? Cheng Pingzhi of ****, Yang Yi of ****, and Suqian of ****, since you don’t let us live, no one will live.

The monk stood up.
Chapter completed!