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Wang Sheng then turned to look at Anyang, quietly held the spear tightly, and asked, "Aren't you outside the camp? Why did you come here?"

Anyang pointed to the many sand bandits lying on the ground, and his expression was the same as when he was about Gao Xiang, saying, "Kill sand bandits!"

Wang Sheng frowned and said, "How do I know if you are here to kill the sand bandits or help the sand bandits!"

Anyang raised a long sword with blood and said, "I must have killed more sand bandits than you. General Gao saw it. If you don't believe me, go and ask him!"

Wang Sheng narrowed his eyes and stared at him: "I hope so!"

After saying that, he wrapped the woman in a cloth, picked her up and walked out, and did not forget to remind her.|

"Hold it!"

The woman looked at Anyang at the moment when she was held by Wang Sheng, then looked up at Wang Sheng again, with an indescribable glow in her eyes, and she smiled slightly without saying anything.

Anyang chuckled sarcastically, threw the knife down and walked out.

The soldiers outside were cleaning up the remaining sand bandits. The murderous thugs had no power to fight back in their hands. They were often put to the ground after a meeting, followed by a iron spear piercing their chests!

Anyang followed Wang Sheng out. Although a group of soldiers wondered why he was here, they did not attack him.

Not far away, a woman suddenly appeared in the darkness and fire. She had a slim figure and a healthy wheat-colored skin. She exposed her navel and flat abdomen, ran barefoot, but suddenly she met him.

"ah!"

The woman screamed and turned around and ran away. However, she slipped under her feet and fell to the ground.

A short knife appeared in Anyang's hand. After seeing the woman clearly, he disappeared out of thin air. This should be a dancer among the sand bandits, who was very beautiful, but his expression was flustered.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me. Please!"

The woman fell to the ground and kept retreating, tears mixed with blood flowing down her cheeks, clearing out two obvious traces.

Anyang's expression was slightly calmed, staring at her in a panic, sighed, walked over and pulled her up in the woman's horrified gaze, pointed to the distance, with a very calm expression.

"Can you ride a horse?"

The woman didn't know what he wanted to do, but she nodded.

Anyang said: "Come with me."

The woman was about to shake her head and run away, and looked around in a panic. She didn't know where to go in the camp filled with fire, so she followed the man by chance. At least he didn't kill him when he met!

Anyang took her to the stable of the sand bandits, led a horse out, patted the horse's back and signaled her to go up.

"You go!"

The woman was stunned and looked at him in disbelief.

"You really want me to leave?"

Her voice was a little hoarse.

Anyang looked back at his back: "Go away quickly, it will be too late if you don't leave."

The woman reacted, but suddenly shook her head, and a line of clear tears slid down her cheeks: "I'm just a woman. I can't live without this place... Please, please let me follow you. You can do anything, I can dance and sing songs..."

Anyang stared at her without saying a word, but just shook his head.

The woman suddenly cried, but at this moment, a black-armored soldier suddenly rushed out, shouting and rushed over with a spear.

"I want to run!"

The woman's eyes were filled with horror, and the black-armored soldier's gun came out like a dragon, stinging at her against the light of fire, but stopped a foot away.

She lowered her head and saw a pair of very ordinary hands holding the spear, and her five fingers veins bulged. Looking up along her hand, she saw a very ordinary man's face, but her expression was calm and composed.

"You're not leaving yet?"

Anyang said.

The woman nodded in a hurry, rode on the horse and slapped her back, leaving.

The black-armored soldier was stunned for a moment, suddenly let go of the gun handle, pulled out the long knife from his waist and slashed at Anyang!

"You are indeed in the same group as the Sand Bandits!"

Anyang grabbed his hand again, kicked him to the ground with a slam, bent down and stared at him with a gloomy face: "Don't think I didn't do anything to you, I'm just afraid of you. Moreover, if I were in the same group as the Sha Bandit, I would definitely kill you now!"

The soldier was stunned for a moment and got up from the ground: "Then why did you let her go? She is the woman of the sand bandit!"

Anyang looked at the direction the woman left and said, "It's just a poor woman. So what if I let her go, do it casually."

He is not kind, he is really doing it casually.

There is no tradition in this era that does not kill the elderly, weak, women and children. Most of the troops going out to fight pay attention to the elimination of roots. The sand bandits are sand bandits, the women of sand bandits, children are sand bandits, and the elderly are sand bandits when they are young. Once defeated, other sand bandits may snatch women to have fun, but the well-trained regular army will never show mercy.

But some people are really innocent and pitiful. They may also be the daughters of wealthy families, or the concubines of merchants, or the singers and dancers of the Western Regions. However, one day they were accidentally robbed when they passed by the desert, and the men were killed and piled up into corpses. Only they were left to serve the sand bandits for fun because of their beauty and talent. They were also weak, so they gradually accepted their fate and did not want to escape. Or maybe they were the daughters of sand bandits themselves. They grew up in this camp since childhood, but this era was dominated by men, and they were also confused and were marked by sand bandits.

Anyang ignored the black-armored soldier. He withdrew his gaze and walked out, but stopped when he passed through a fire. This was not the fire ignited by the Wang family army to cause panic, but the original point of the sand bandits during the carnival. There was a roasted sheep next to him, which was constantly popping out of golden oil, exuding an attractive aroma, which made his index finger move!

Except for some monsters in this world, it is difficult for ordinary people to threaten him. He is not afraid of the chaos at this time, so he sways and takes down the roasted whole lamb from the fire, takes out a dagger and cuts the mutton and puts it into his mouth.

He only ate one dry cake tonight and was hungry!

"hiss……"

The newly roasted lamb was very hot, but Anyang couldn't bear to spit it out in his mouth, because the lamb was roasted just when it was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. Even without the seasonings with complex modern craftsmanship, it could not conceal its umami flavor.

Cool!

It’s more refreshing than eating canned food and compressed biscuits!

Just as his tongue was about to swallow it, a black armored figure happened to block in front of him, and threw away the spear in his hand with a sound.

"You boy, I heard from Brother Gao that you came in secretly. I said why can't you find you? It turned out that you were hiding here and eating!"

"Don't chase. Come on, this group of sand bandits roasted the lamb is pretty good!"

Anyang entertained with a smile.

Mo Zhui was not polite, and sat down and pulled out the dagger from his waist, cut a piece of meat and put it into his mouth, swallowed it in two or three times. The expression on his face was a little uncomfortable, as if he had eaten a fly: "This group of sand bandits didn't even get the smell of fishy smell!"

Anyang immediately smiled: "I'll get used to eating two more tablets."

Mo Zhui is not old. He is probably similar to him and has a easy-going personality. He heard this and cut it into his mouth: "You can't waste it, it's just a fleshy person at least. I heard from Brother Gao that you are very good at it?"

Anyang was eating mutton and feeling that the young man was quite fond of him, so he was so happy to joke with him: "My skills... I won't say anything else, your Wang family army is not as powerful as me!"

Mo Zhui shook his head: "Speak up! The most powerful person in our Wang family army once killed a group of bandits alone and killed hundreds of people, but he is no longer Jiangdu!"

Anyang asked: "Are you talking about Pang Yong?"

Mo Zhui was stunned: "How do you know?"

Anyang raised his head and said, "He can't beat me!"

Mo Zhui asked blankly: "Do you know Brother Yong?"

An Yang shook his head: "I don't know him, but I've heard of him. He is your former chief lieutenant, right?"

"Yes." Mo Zhui's expression was a little dim, "It's a pity that he doesn't know where he is now. There has been no news for two years."

Anyang patted his shoulder: "Don't worry. You will see him again in a few months!"

Mo Zhui was stunned again and asked, "Do you know this?"

Anyang looked up at the night sky with a look of twitching expression: "Of course I know, I am a Yin-Yang family, and my best job is divination budgets. There is nothing I don't know."

Mo Zhui was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly turned his head and saw a figure wearing a chain mail running over. He immediately said:

"Brother Xiahou is here. He always says that he is a soldier Yin-Yang family, but Brother Gao and others don't believe it. You should be able to talk."

"Uh...no need!"

Many people have seen scenes of Anyang killing in the sand bandit camp, and no one suspects that he is a spy of the sand bandit. However, many people are very interested in his skills. After all, the army in any era highly recommends personal force.

Wang Sheng brought back a woman from the tent of the bandit leader, which did not cause much trouble. Only then did the soldiers discover that the woman actually had an extremely clear and beautiful face.

Sleeping in the sand bandit camp for a night, the magnificent blood-red sunset awakened everyone, and the army continued to embark on its journey back to Jiangdu, but there was an extra man and a woman.

There was not only the sound of horse hooves in the desert, but also the powerful singing of the iron-blooded man, which was loud and loud. After one party finished singing, the other party immediately followed, all smiling.

"Wear golden armor!"

"The more you fight, the stronger you become!"

"Spend your head!"

"For father and mother!"

"Show your blood!"

"To protect your hometown!"

"Through thousands of miles!"

...

I don't know who sang a sentence:

"Kill the sand bandits!"
To be continued...