"Where are you going to go!"

The loud shouts were earth-shaking, followed by a loud tremor, and the air exploded with thunder. Amid the screams, dozens of people and horses were killed by the air waves.

Ying Yi jumped into the thief team. The sword light was like thunder, and the lightning was rolling through the passage. The thief team exploded one after another. The broken limbs and arms were flying all over the sky, and the thief team was in chaos.

Li Chuang had already lost his big flag. Seeing this, he was physically and mentally lost. He was in panic and felt his fate was still there. Song Xiance beside him shouted: "King Chuang quickly take off his helmet!"

Li Chuang suddenly realized and hurriedly ran away while taking off his red tassel helmet and threw it all over the floor as if on fire.

Sure enough, Ying Yi jumped over and saw people everywhere he saw him. He couldn't tell which one was Li Chuang for a moment.

Ying Yi's heart moved and he knew what was going on.

In the battle formation, generals and generals often wear distinctive clothes to facilitate command of the army and suppress morale. Whether the flag or armor is unique, they should be brave, but not brave, and they should not be generals. Otherwise, they will be distinctive and once they fight with the enemy, they will be targeted.

Those who have no ability and no courage will be unable to be generals on such a battlefield.

As the leader of the thief army, Li Chuang dressed naturally and clearly. He could see clearly among the troops. However, in order to escape, he really couldn't care about anything.

After Ying Yi landed, he took another pistol knife, shook his hand and cleared the thieves around him, and then shouted: "Listen to all the thieves, the thieves who captured and killed the thieves are exempted from being punished!"

Li Chuang was hiding among the chaotic army, but he could hear it clearly. He couldn't help but be beating wildly in his heart. Looking at the past thieves around him, he suddenly felt that everyone looked different.

He hurriedly suppressed this strange thing and said, "This person is fierce and unreasonable. Our old brothers are all thieves who kill people, so don't trust him!"

He also said: "Our veteran has hidden a piece of gold, silver and treasure. As long as we have to escape here, we will divide the gold with a large scale, and everyone will have a share!"

Song Xiance was a scholar who was very embarrassed. He heard this and said panting, "Why don't you want to be ambitious and destroy your own prestige. I wonder if there were more than ten people in the War King who had turned over? Don't you have to be half-hearted and understand the thief cannot be trusted. You will escape first, then recruit soldiers and horses, and come back sooner or later to take revenge!"

Li Chuang praised secretly and echoed: "I want to part ways. As long as I get out, my old capital will give gold and silver with both hands and agree!"

Just in the midst of the chaos, listening to the thunder sound that exploded like a cannon behind him, the thief suddenly lay down in a trench.

Song Xiance had quick eyes and quick hands, and he also lay in.

Many people who missed it did not dare to stop. Lei Yin was getting closer and closer, and he was about to die in the next moment. How dare he hesitate at all?

The thief lay in the trench, quietly took off his armor, cut off his beard with a short knife, grabbed the mud and covered his face several times, then untied his hair to cover the surface, and finally rolled three times in the mud, so he could no longer see his original appearance.

Song Xiance followed suit and looked the same.

There were seven or eight people in this trench, who seemed to be dead bodies and did not move. Then they heard the thunder sound rolling across the head. It was obvious that Ying Yi had crossed the trench, and Li Chuang and others breathed a sigh of relief.

Ying Yi was a bandit team with a bandit horse, and he had almost killed five thousand bandit horse teams, but he finally disappeared. After seeing Zhang Shi's troops in front of him, Ye Busuo was intercepting the bandits who were running north, Ying Yi felt a move in his heart and stopped.

Then he shouted: "Don't kill if you disarm!"

When Zhang Shi's troops did not stop at night, they knew that Ying Yi was nearby, so they shouted in unison: "Don't kill if you disarm!"

Ying Yi was like the King of Hell, killing all the way, and countless deaths were killed under the knife. The five thousand old thieves were scattered in less than three thousand. Even the remaining old thieves were fierce and already scared, and their souls were ripped off. What's more, there was Zhang Shi's Ye Bu Shuo blocking him?

At this time, when he heard the "disarming and not killing", he suddenly felt that the fairy sound was filled with his ears. How could he hesitate? At that moment, a thief threw away his weapons and armor and squatted down on the spot.

Ying Yi looked at it again. Most of the scattered bandits were abandoned, and most of them squatted on the ground. A small number of them were only a hundred people. Those who wanted to resist the escape were intercepted by Zhang Shi's troops and killed them after a while.

"Zhang Shi, quickly select the thief, Zhou Jin."

Ying Yi shouted loudly, but turned around and returned to the same path.

He had already predicted that among these surrendered thieves, Li Chuang would definitely not be able to do so.

So where did Li Chuang go?

Ying Yi sneered.

In the chaos, Ying Yi's senses were sharp, and he could easily be confused. At this time, he calmed down and let go of his soul and soul sensing. His eyes were bright and light. He carefully searched for all the places where he could hide on the way, and gradually approached the trench he had crossed before.

In the trench, Li Chuang pricked up his ears and his heart gradually rose.

He didn't expect that Ying Yi would surrender at this time!

He originally thought that Ying Yi chased the remaining horse team and wanted to kill all the horse teams. Not to mention too much, there should be three or five miles. Once he reached this distance, there would be more places to operate.

But he just passed the trench not far away, and was clearly less than a mile away, so he surrendered. Now Li Chuang caught the numbness.

On the nearby battlefield, the shouts of killing had stopped, and Ying Yi's deliberate heavy steps were approaching. Every sound of trampling in the mud and water made Li Chuang's heart jump.

In the trench, there were not only one thief, but also seven or eight others including Song Xiance.

At this time, Song Xiance's face covered in the mud showed a look of entanglement and struggle.

It was clear that Ying Yi was getting closer and closer, and he was waiting in front of the trench, where could he hide it?

He took a secret breath, and suddenly he fitted, pressed the thief under him, grabbed the thief's hair with one hand and pressed his neck with the other.

Li Chuang was shocked and hurriedly said, "Song Xiance, what are you doing?"

Song Xiance shouted: "King of Chuang, King of Chuang, I have pity for so long, I have been with you, and I have never shirked the responsibility of the swords and mountains of fire. Now, I want to survive. King of Chuang, you can save us!"

The other thieves immediately reacted and rushed forward.

Li Chuang felt cold to the end, but refused to accept his fate. He was strong, and Song Xiance was just a scholar, so where could he hold him back? He grabbed his arm and turned over and threw it out of the trench!

Song Xiance grabbed Li Chuang’s scalp!

Song Xiance rolled in the mud and water twice, and was about to get up and jump into the trench again when he saw a pair of big feet appearing in his eyes.

Although the feet were covered with mud, they were clearly made of deer skin, which was not an ordinary soldier. Song Xiance had a sudden inspiration and hurriedly bowed to the mud and water: "Sir, sir! The thief is in the trench, and this thief is in the trench! The villain wanted to catch the thief and give it to the sir, and even he was caught off his scalp!"

He also stretched out his hand, a handful of hair and half of his scalp in his fingers.

Ying Yi ignored it and walked to the edge of the trench with his eyes high, and was seeing seven or eight people fighting in the mud.

"spread."
Chapter completed!