Yang Shouwen frowned and whispered softly.

He didn't expect that the occupation would become so tragic. He could only say that this guy Gan Luo is indeed a character.

"Mole, light a wolf smoke!"

"Here!"

Su Moer immediately took the order and left, and a moment later, smoke rose into the sky.

With the smoke rising into the sky, a soldier suddenly appeared from the rear of the rebels. The soldier came very suddenly, and according to the outfit, it was mostly barbarians, and there were many official troops mixed in it. However, after such a soldier who looked like a miscellaneous army appeared, it suddenly reversed the stalemate situation...

The Feiwu Barbarians knew that they would settle in this land.

Compared with the cold Lierong Mountain, the Linting Plain is full of sunshine and fertile land, which is undoubtedly more suitable for them to live in.

Therefore, they fought not for the court in this battle, but for themselves. The patriarch has said that as long as they can assist the official army in victory, they can not only rescue the relatives who were captured before, but also obtain a dignified identity. From then on, they can farm and work on this land, and no longer have to take risks to the falcon.

"kill!"

Fei Wuman fought bravely and rushed into the battlefield with swords and guns.

Compared with the official army, their combat effectiveness may not be very strong, and they do not understand any formation. But they are cruel enough. For the sake of their future life, these Feiwu barbarians have become vicious ones, even more cruel than the official army.

"This is for my sixth brother!"

Meng Fu held a knife in both hands, disheveled his hair, and looked like crazy.

The golden-backed machete with a foot of five feet and seven inches long flew up and down in his hands, and wherever he passed, the blood was only killed.

He chopped over a rebel with one knife and roared sharply.

He wants to make a future and a future... Meng Fu knows that Brother Six will not come back! And he has already paid too much for himself. From now on, he has to rely on himself and his own hands to make a future.

Not only Meng Fu, but also Tushanlong's four brothers, Zhang Chao, Su Moer and others, all knew the significance of today's battle...

Yang Shouwen was still sitting firmly in the central army. Seeing the situation on the battlefield tilting towards him little by little, he couldn't help but smile.

"Who is that person?"

He suddenly pointed with his hand, and a man surrounded him on the battlefield who was fighting in the chaos.

"That's Ganluo!"

Yang Shouwen's eyes narrowed slightly and he nodded.

It's time to end!

"Yang Moli!"

“Here.”

"Did you see that person?"
Chapter completed!