"Kill!" The spear stabbed Du Qi straight, like Jiao Long pounced.

Du Qi raised his sword and knocked the squad. Although he blocked it, he was a little difficult. He was surprised, but he also fought back. The sword force condensed and cut it horizontally towards Meng Jiucheng.

It was when the two horses intersected, Du Qi did not need to force himself. As long as the sword gently surrounds the enemy, the enemy would be severely injured with the speed of the horse.

Meng Jiucheng's gun rod was raised, his arms retracted and stretched again, and the word "Cang" also used strength.

The guns and swords collided with each other, making a loud noise. Du Qi was lightly slashing, but he was not afraid of Meng Jiucheng's heavy force making his arms numb.

The two horses kicked the wrong way, Meng Jiucheng stepped on the kick, and suddenly twisted his waist and arms, almost stood up, and turned around and shot out. This shot was fierce and fierce, but it was one of the killer moves of "returning the horse".

When Du Qi heard the sudden sound of weapons breaking through the wind, he had no time to resist, so he had to lie forward and try his best to avoid it.

With a muffled sound, Meng Jiucheng's spear tip pierced Du Qi's back waist. Although it was not pierced deep, it was pulled out, and the blood splattered. Du Qi let out a cry of pain, and was seriously injured.

Meng Jiucheng stopped his horse and looked coldly. The bandits in front of him retreated in panic and did not dare to attack.

After snorting disdainfully, Meng Jiucheng turned his horse's head, accelerated again, and rushed towards Du Qi again.

Du Qi also turned his horse's head, feeling that his strength was rapidly losing, but he could only grit his teeth and forcefully raise the knife to face Meng Jiucheng.

"Wow!" Meng Jiucheng shot with all his might, but Du Qi could no longer block it. Although the tip of the gun slightly changed the direction, he was still stabbed to the left shoulder. This time, Meng Jiucheng did not rush to draw the gun, but instead used the horse speed to exert force, and actually picked Du Qi off the horse.

Du Qi fell to the ground with a bang, not dead for a while, but he also lost the power to fight again. He was bleeding all over his body, and he supported him for two times, but he did not get up.

Meng Jiucheng turned his horse's head again and slowed down to approach the dying Du Qi. The sound of horse hooves was not loud, but it hit the bandits' already fragile hearts one after another.

The footsteps were rapid, Meng Jiucheng turned his head slightly and saw a figure passing by the horse, but it was the swordsman. The man walked quickly and ran to Du Qi, swinging the axe and chopping it...

"I'm not giving up my troops and surrendering--" Meng Jiucheng looked away from the bloody scene and pointed his gun at the bandits.

Bang! A knife fell to the ground. Bang! The gun was thrown away.

Like the domino that was pushed down, the bandits had a chain reaction, abandoned their weapons, and surrendered.

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The sun is about to set and hangs on the horizon to the west. The gorgeous sunset reflects the blood, limbs, corpses and scattered swords, spears and weapons on the ground.

Groups of prisoners were supported by the wounded, and were dejected to the designated place with dejected expressions, surrounded by soldiers holding guns and knives. The injured prisoners gritted their teeth and endured the pain, trying their best not to make a sound. There was no saying that they treated the prisoners favoring them, and these soldiers did not have a good attitude towards the bandits who plundered and killed people. Several bandits who knelt on the ground were killed by them.

Meng Jiucheng frowned slightly, looked at the prisoners, thinking about what to do.

Different measures will be taken in different situations for the disposal of prisoners. The common practice at that time was to gather everything, expand people and use them for your own use.

In fact, it was not only at that time, but this practice continued to several dynasties in history. The Yuan Dynasty used the surrendered Han army to destroy the Southern Song Dynasty, while the Qing Dynasty directly organized the surrendered Ming army into an army.

But Meng Jiucheng did not dare, and did not want to learn from this successful experience. On the one hand, based on his later thinking, the battles on the battlefield were for their own masters and could be forgiven; but the crimes committed against ordinary people were unbearable; on the other hand, until now, he has basically recruited good children from good families. Although he has to train again, this also ensures the discipline and purity of the troops.

Pure first and then broad is the successful development of our army in the future. Meng Jiucheng was worried that the army he had worked hard to build would eventually become bandits who robbed families and made a living by looting. And these bandit captives were like stinky fish, and were infected with various bad habits. It would be easier to take their lives and not bring bad habits to the army?

"Kill the leader." Meng Jiucheng's expression gradually became cold and fierce. "There are also those bandits who looted the **, as long as the people identify them, no one will be left. Others punished themselves as atonement and also an opportunity to prove themselves. I think a routine will be formed in the future. Whoever dares to lead troops to do evil will fall into our hands will be the end."

Mu Yi was a little surprised at the beginning, but soon understood. Besides, he had no good impression of these bandits, and it would be a pity to kill them all.

"It is better to let those bandits who have temporarily survived when killing people." Mu Yi pondered for a moment and made suggestions, "It is better to call the people to come and watch."

Meng Jiucheng nodded vigorously, which was similar to the robbers who joined the gang. His hands were stained with the blood of his former accomplices, and most of the retreat was blocked. For the people, it was to relieve their hatred and make them understand that the army that paid grain and paid taxes and supported was not vegetarian, but could protect them.

Mu Yi remembered a question and asked: "I'm afraid there will be fewer bandits to be killed?"

"Who said that if you were to be killed with one knife?" Meng Jiucheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone was cold, "Can you beat him to death by sticking?"

Mu Yi smiled and agreed. He deeply agreed with the killing of those bandits who were guilty of guilt. He did not mean to hate or object to Meng Jiucheng's actions. Instead, he felt that Meng Jiucheng was decisive in killing and was a person who achieved great things.

"Based on the momentum of victory, I want to expand again." Meng Jiucheng said in a controversial tone: "Use the money and materials robbed by bandits, plus free coolies, to help those suffering people rebuild their homes and expand our territory by the way. We must also hurry up by recruiting soldiers and training for military purposes."

"Are you worried about Liu Wenzheng and Zhou Sangui?!" Mu Yi continued without waiting for Meng Jiucheng to answer, "You must be careful. Du Qi is their man, although he is just a dog that was driven out."

"It depends on the owner when beating a dog." Meng Jiucheng added and sneered: "I think we should not only be prepared, but also take the initiative to attack. There are more than 2,000 troops on Wednesday, and Liu Wenzheng has more than 3,000 troops. If they defeat them, and if they are unexpected, I don't think it is impossible, right?"

Mu Yi thought for a while and said cautiously: "That depends on the situation on Wednesday. If it is a sudden attack, there is a chance of winning."
Chapter completed!