Ying Yi stepped on like dry firewood, stepped on the zombie into a ball, and pinned his hands and neck, and pulled a dry vine into a rice dumpling. He confirmed that the thing could not escape. Ying Yi then clapped his hands and stood up.

Although he was surprised by his strong vitality, he now broke his muscles and bones and tied them up, his hands, feet and bodies were gone, and he still roared unconsciously, as if nothing had happened. This kind of strength made Ying Yi still couldn't stop being surprised.

"If any individual has such vitality, tsk tsk..."

He sighed a few times, shook his head, and looked up through the night. The bandits in the distance had begun to camp, and occasionally there was a slight movement around him. It must have been done by Zhang Shi and others. I don’t know how they are now and whether there are any casualties or injuries.

However, even if there are casualties and injuries, it will not be too much. Li Guo must have been scared by him. In such a night, the bandits became frightened birds. They dare not chase after them, but they can only step up their defense. As long as they seize the opportunity, do not get entangled with them, and leave as soon as they get involved, there will definitely be no danger.

When Ying Yi watched, he thought to himself: "The middle-aged scholar is not an ordinary person, he just doesn't know how many such 'servants' he has. I have to test it again so that I can have a clear mind."

His thoughts turned: "I shot him with a knife, and finally I seemed to have seen him avoided him. I was not dead. If I could be caught and questioned and asked something that ordinary people don't know, it would be a benefit. Besides, it was the night that made me seize the true spirit. A large number of bandits were just in front of me. I just didn't want to kill a few more. "

He thought again, "But in this way, he will inevitably get entangled in time. Although Zuo Liangyu, Hao Yaoqi, and Liu Zongmin have to make some changes, they still cannot ignore it. Just..."

He secretly estimated the time, and there were two hours left before Zhang Shi and others agreed to stop at night. Ying Yi calmed down and buried the "ball" under his feet into the soil, brought another big stone to press it down. He touched it into the darkness and watched the bandits leave.

For Li Guo, the bandits, this night was particularly sad. The wind was shaking and almost exploded the camp several times. Ying Yi was so angry that he killed dozens or hundreds of people every time. He killed him again and again soon after he left, and the bandits were terrified, and Li Guo was frightened.

Li Guo was helpless.

He was determined to fight to the death, but he was afraid, and the darkness was shrouded in his heart, which was very inconvenient. Mr. Hu had been silent, and he was not easy to force him.

"This thief is so hateful!"

Li Guo heard the screams and cried in the distance, and couldn't help but draw his sword and slash: "I just regret that I didn't bring enough cannons, otherwise I would have to blow his bones away!"

Mr. Hu only smiled but said nothing.

Li Guo's words were just to find a reason for himself. What can he do if he brings a hundred cannons? Where can he rush to him if he can't see people?

If you really have the intention to fight to the death, Li Guo would not gather the old camp around to guard it.

It is obvious that I am extremely afraid of it, and I will fight to the death? It does not exist.

Mr. Hu was a little anxious at this time. He thought that the man had just attacked him, but he just hoped to locate the corpse servant and then slowly plan. Unexpectedly, Ying Yi was so hateful that he had obviously had a fight with Li Guo.

At this time, Mr. Hu had no choice but to do anything. He had no time to prepare. Even if he had some powerful methods, he didn't mean he could take it out just by taking it out.

"How many times is this?"

Mr. Hu suddenly asked, "When is it?"

Li Guo paused and said, "It's eight or nine times, it's almost my last moment."

"Zhongshi..." Mr. Hu thought, "I think he is also a flesh-and-blood body, and he will always be tired. Why should the general be anxious? He is just a few cannon fodder, and he will die if he dies. As long as the general's old camp is still there, everything else is nothing."

This was what Li Guo said.

In fact, he thought so too.

There are 13,000 soldiers and horses, including 3,000 old camps. Although the rest are not subordinates, they are just ordinary soldiers. If necessary, they will be pushed into cannon fodder without any psychological burden.

He concentrated the old camp in the central army, and concentrated the cannons, muskets, and archers here. In fact, he had already made up this idea in his heart - you Ying Yi is fierce, right? Then let you kill, and 10,000 people depend on how many you can kill. As long as you don't hurt the old camp, Li Guo would not feel distressed.

Of course, Li Guo still had to restrain the ten thousand ordinary bandits and could not let them bomb the camp. With these ten thousand bandits, he would have more protection. If the bombing camp collapsed, his formation would probably be affected and even collapsed.

Thinking this in his heart does not mean that Li Guo is not angry. When has he ever been so frustrated by the general under the command of the King of Breaking? How could he be calm when he was completely played with in his palm?

But he was also a little lucky - he was thankful that man was alone and alone. If there was a soldier on his side and he took advantage of the situation to attack and wanted to go back and forth, Li Guo would definitely be defeated.

It is also because Ying Yi has few people. Although the bandits who are killed and killed, they cannot easily attack the bandits, leaving Li Guo with room to restrain the bandits.

Seeing that the hour was approaching, Ying Yi's sword light rushed by, and several bandit soldiers turned into ashes. He turned around and killed them, and disappeared into the darkness, leaving many bandit soldiers in panic, but none of them dared to chase after them.

It was still the original place. At midnight, the night was not collected and the night gathered. By the time Ying Yi arrived, there were already fifty or sixty people.

They all rode horses and pressed their swords, full of murderous aura, cold and lonely, and deep.

Only occasionally did the horses sniff, but the night was even more sarcastic.

"Have Zhang Shi returned?"

Ying Yi raised his eyes and asked.

No one answered.

Ying Yi nodded: "Everyone is dismounted, take a break."

Fifty or sixty people turned over and dismounted, either lay down on the ground or leaned against the horse's back. Although they were chaotic, they were not impatient and were in order in chaos.

I heard the horse's hooves again, and some nights didn't collect them and came from all directions. Soon, Zhang Shi also came back.

Ying Yi nodded, waited for a while, and did not hear the sound of hooves, knowing that there might be no one else, so he said to Zhang Shi: "Please count."

Zhang Shi took a breath and shouted, "Each small flag to report the number."

After a while, I found out that there were ninety-seven people. These ninety-seven people, including Zhang Shi. In other words, fifteen people died in the night.

Although Ying Yi was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable.

"If the clay pot is broken by the well, the general will inevitably die in the formation." Ying Yi said in a deep voice: "One hundred and twelve people, fifteen are missing. But I know that the bandits who died in your hands must be more than ten times."

Everyone was silent.
Chapter completed!