At a glance, the commander saw Yan Ming, who was taking the lead in shouting in the crowd.

Yan Ming also saw him at a glance.

Two people, both of them are general minds. Yan Ming wanted to capture the thief and capture the king first. And the commander was thinking about the girl.

In fact, they came tonight to have fun.

The order has long been issued from above, and if these people who have been ruled by Yu Shan hand over the cattle and sheep in a stable manner, it will be forgotten. If they do not want to, they will be put to death according to the same standards for dealing with the rebels.

It was precisely because of such an order that the centurion dared to bring people over to make trouble. Their purpose is here a few women with purple.

According to their ideas, the people of the Xiongnu were used to enslavement and did not dare to resist. It only takes a few scares to hug the beauty.

It's just that they didn't expect that these people who came to Manchester City would have the idea of leaving, and they also spontaneously organized a group of guards.

The combat effectiveness of the Hun cavalry is naturally not comparable to that of the ordinary rabble.

More than a dozen people, and a flash of collision slashed and killed more than a dozen people who rushed in front on the spot, frightening the people behind them.

The commander also rushed out of the battle array, and walked up from the bottom step by step. Belongs to the veteran rank. In the short distance that his war horse had sprinted, he had already cut down three or four Hun people who were guarding him. When the others saw the courage of the commander, they immediately shouted and dispersed to the left and right.

Only Yan Ming stood there and did not move.

A sinister smile appeared on the commander's face.

He didn't think that Yan Ming, a child, would dare to go toe-to-toe with him. Instead, he thought that Yan Ming was stupid and forgot to escape.

The scimitar was raised, turning into a bolt of lightning and slashing down.

At the moment when the scimitar was about to cut off Yan Ming's neck. Yan Ming moved.

Although his Ping's hidden kung fu is not enough to kill the enemy, it is still very slippery to dodge.

In a flash, Yan Ming dodged the knife cut down by the commander. In an instant, a thought arose from Yan Ming's mind - seeking wealth and danger.

The thought just flashed through my head. Next, Yan Ming's body crossed under the belly of the thousand-commander's war horse as soon as he made a mistake.

His scimitar rose upwards and plunged into the horse's belly. The sharp blade slashed under the warhorse's belly, and the warm horse's blood sprayed Yan Ming's body.

Before the war horse fell, Yan Ming had already run out.

The commander of the thousand, with his men and horses, fell directly to the ground.

Before he could get up, Yan Ming had already kicked him on the chin. He used almost all the strength of his body with this kick.

The centurion lost consciousness in an instant.

Yan Ming roared, the scimitar in his hand was directly on the head of the commander, and shouted in Xiongnu dialect: "Your head has been caught by me, put down the sword and arrow, and don't kill you." ”

The so-called thief captures the king first.

This group of them had already secretly left the camp. If the commander dies, he will definitely not be able to hide the pursuit from above, and at that time, according to military law, more than a dozen people will probably lose their heads.

At this time, seeing Yan Ming's scimitar clearly placed on the head of the commander, he immediately threw a mouse trap.

"I said three times, if you don't put it down, I'll use the knife." Yan Ming shouted. The scimitar in his hand was slightly forced, and it had already cut through the skin of the thousand-legged.

Maybe it was the sting that woke the centurion up.

He first let out a call like killing a pig, which made Yan Ming sober up with a slap again.

"Make them surrender or cut off your head." Yan Ming threatened the commander.

The commander who was still showing off his martial arts just now, how could he not have thought that this young looking guy would put down himself even with men and horses.

When I wanted to resist, I saw the tip of the knife peeking out from under my neck.

There are generally two extremes for veterans on the battlefield, some are accustomed to seeing life and death, do not care about their own lives, and dare to fight. There is also a kind of death that sees a lot, thinks that it is not easy for him to live, and regrets his life very much.

The commander happens to be the second type. When he saw the killing intent in Yan Ming's eyes, he suddenly trembled, and shouted loudly by pulling his neck: "Put down your weapons and let them go." ”

The Hun soldiers, who had not planned to lay down their arms, heard the order of their superiors, looked at each other, and finally someone slowly put down the scimitar.

"Tie it up." Yan Ming said.

Immediately, he had the audacity to step forward and tie up the dozen or so men. Even the commander was tied together, like a string of sugar gourds.

After tying them up, they were all killed.

Originally, the leader they had chosen was killed in the war. Now it's really a plate of loose sand. Facing the few people who were tied up, I didn't know what to do.

"Let's go quickly, leave them here, someone will naturally come and release them tomorrow morning." It was suggested.

"But when we're gone, don't they know where we're leaving? I can't put it. There were also objections.

There was a lot of debate among the people, and no one could convince anyone.

But the commander saw them arguing, and said loudly: "Let us go, take us to find the group of escapees, I promise that you will not be embarrassed, and you will be promoted and rich." ”

"Whoever catches someone has the final say. Just now it was Tu Mi Tea who caught this person, so I listened to Tu Mi Tea. A person brandished a scimitar and looked at Yan Ming and said.

"That's right, Tu Micha said. It was he who captured the commander, and I only listened to Tu Mi tea. Someone else chimed in.

At this time, the two sides of the argument set their eyes on Yan Ming.

At this moment, Yan Ming became their backbone.

Faintly, Yan Ming is going to be their leader.

Under the leadership of the two people, all the people looked at Yan Ming and expressed their willingness to listen to Yan Ming. Some of these people have determined eyes, while others have sparkling eyes.

Yan Ming knew that some people were grateful that they had led them to defeat these dozen cavalrymen, while others were using themselves as a leader and a shield. When there is nothing to do, they will come out to get a piece of the pie, and when there is something, they will send themselves out to take the blame.

At this time, Yan Ming couldn't ask for it. At this time, if they are allowed to quarrel any longer, it will be a state of chatter. Delay time, delay the opportunity to escape.

Yan Ming took a step forward, looked at those people with firm eyes, and said, "Since everyone wants to listen to Tu Mi tea, then I won't shirk it." For the time being, you follow me first. When we're safe, we'll talk about the rest. ”

"Okay, listen to Tu Mi tea!" A lot of people shouted.

Yan Ming looked at these people and said, "Since we have decided to leave the control of Yi Zhixie. Then everyone will submit a vote, and if anyone is treacherous in the future, God will not tolerate it. ”

These Huns didn't know what a name was, and Yan Ming gave a simple explanation. The man with a firm look immediately drew his knife. The person who had been looking at him began to hesitate.

The Hun soldiers who were tied up by Yan Ming begged for mercy. Obviously, Yan Ming wanted to use them as a vote.