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"Then let's stay with the young master."

He was right, the Qin family army only had souls that died in battle and no soldiers that fled.

He had no reason to stop him from staying.

"Thank you, Uncle Wu, for your accomplishment."

Seeing Uncle Wu sighing and helplessly, Qin Chi bowed to him.

"Okay, you boy!"

Uncle Wu said angrily as he looked at his movements.

He could have watched this kid grow up little by little, and he was also very literary. He didn't think this kid was fake, he thought it was so fake.

Qin Chi pursed her lips and smiled, looked at him and said, "Let our people find opportunities to get into the team."

The two thousand soldiers from the north of the desert were hiding not far away from here, so they were asked to prepare first, and if the situation really changed later, they could come and pick it up.

"clear!"

Uncle Wu nodded slightly and stepped down to make arrangements.

Not long after he left, a series of torches suddenly lit up in the woods, and a sound of fighting sounded quickly in front of him.

Qin Chi glanced at the dagger in his hand and inserted it into the boots under his feet.

A slender rope flew out of his sleeves with his wrists and wrapped firmly on the big tree directly in front of him.

Qin Chi pulled the rope and jumped onto another big tree not far away with the help of the rope in inertia.

After leaping several times in a row, he jumped from the center to the big tree in the battlefield ahead.

The big tree was lush with branches and leaves, and the forest was dim and there was a mess below. No one noticed him at this time.

Qin Chi stood on the branch and chose a position with a wide view to stabilize his figure, carefully looking at the situation below.

Holding a torch, attacking from below were a group of soldiers in brown and gray armor.

He stood taller, so he could clearly see that there were at least twice as many soldiers wearing brown and gray armor holding torches below than those wearing black armor.

Qin Chi's face darkened.

His previous bad premonition did not come for no reason.

Although these private soldiers are not as well-trained as the Imperial Guards, these people have a completely advantage in numbers, and the current situation is very unfavorable to them.

The big tree next to him shook for a while, and Qin Chi, who heard the movement, raised his eyes and looked over there.

Uncle Wu poked a head out of the tree next to him, and nodded at him in the sight of Qin Chi.

Two thousand Qin family troops have already scattered everywhere with all kinds of weapons, and acted according to Qin Chi's instructions.

Qin Chi nodded slightly to show that he knew.

His gaze fell on the battlefield below again, looking for something with great purpose.

Under the big tree, Pan Zhaoqing was fighting with the other party with 20,000 imperial guards. There was a sound of fighting below, and people kept falling down, and people kept coming forward to make up the empty seats.

"Deputy Commander, if this continues, the brothers will not be able to withstand it."

Someone broke through the obstacles around him and came to Pan Zhaoqing, wiped the blood from his face and spoke.

At this moment, Pan Zhaoqing was holding a sword stained with blood in his hand, and the armor was covered with blood everywhere, and there was no elegance when he first met.

He kicked a private soldier who came up, looked at the visitor and said, "Notify the brothers to retreat."

The number of enemies and us is very different. If we don’t retreat at this time, we can use them to death.
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