"I will take them back to the place that belongs to the Egyptians. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Hicques shouted loudly at the French nobles, righteous words, and never back down.

"Haha, that's ridiculous." Hearing Hyxold shouting out so excitedly, the French nobleman laughed, and then suddenly his face changed: "If you dare to stop France, you must pay the price." ”

Without any warning, the French nobleman directly punched Hicxo in the abdomen, bending the opponent's body and spitting blood, and then kicked the other party's ear, and Hicxo fainted.

"That's the lesson for you to draw your weapon." After the French nobles saw Hyksor fall to the ground, they looked around at the Egyptians around them, and the people he saw involuntarily took a step back, they used to be just slaves, not soldiers of the regular Egyptian army, and the experience of being slaves to both the English and the French made them afraid of everyone in this land, and at this moment the food given to them by the Chinese, they even thought that they were going to be slaves to the Chinese, even if Hyksor explained to them a few times, many people still thought so in their hearts.

"Let's go, let's go to the next one." When the French nobles saw that no one dared to stop them anymore, they said to their soldiers proudly, and then walked towards another camp.

Jin Shimin rode on the war horse and watched all this with a slight surprise, but after all, this was not something he should manage, so except for some surprise in his heart, he didn't intervene, just looked at the Egyptian who was carrying Hyksor to the camp, and there was a trace of sympathy in his heart for no reason.

"General Kim, look there!" When Huang Jin saw that Jin Shimin was about to take the army to the Huaxia camp, he pointed to a camp standing at the end of the perimeter and reminded Jin Shimin: "Isn't that the colorful flag of our three Koreans?" ”

"Huh?" When Jin Shimin heard this, he looked at the very inconspicuous little camp, and suddenly felt a strange sense of joy.

The next moment, this joy disappeared completely, just because Kim Shimin saw the French nobleman who had snatched the grain and walked straight towards the Samhan camp at the end of the edge.

Gao Bingxu looked at the arrival of the French nobles with a headache, this is not the first time, he was sneaky two days ago, and now he is directly grabbing food, although he understands why the French are like this, but it is one thing to understand that the other party is considerate of the other party, and it is another thing to hurt his own survival interests.

Huaxia claimed that his ability was limited and only promised to supply part of the army's rations, but in fact, except for the French army, Chen Xiaochu would supply food.

"This is the homeland of the French, and it should be the French who provide us with food, but now, not only is this not the case, but they also want to rob China of the food we have given us." Gao Bingxu gritted his teeth and thought angrily.

Due to the defection of a large number of French civilians, the French nobles absorbed the army without restraint, resulting in the number of French rebels has swelled to 20,000, but these people are not defeated soldiers, just farmers who have just abandoned their farm tools, they all bring their families, and they all want to eat.

Compared with France, the power of the Sanhan Army in Jinchuan City is too fragile, and with the rapid expansion of the French army, even Gao Bingxu can feel that Huaxia has lost its dominance over the French rebel army.

"Stop, noble general, please don't do anything that is detrimental to your honor." couldn't confront it head-on, so he could only refuse tactfully, and after Gao Bingxu saw the person who took the lead, he said sideways.

"Oh, do you Sanhan people want to stop me too?" The French nobleman raised his hand and pointed to the camp of the Egyptians, as if to say, do you want to end up like that?

"It's not to stop you, noble general, can you show your mercy and give us a few days of relief, or maybe in a few days we will be able to capture the city of Tyne in England and get a lot of food. With the bravery of the great French, the capture of Tyne is just around the corner. Gao Bingxu praised with a smile, stepped forward and nudged the other party, hoping that the other party would leave here and give both sides a step down.

"Dirty guy, dare to touch my body, are you tired of it?" When the French nobles saw that Gao Bingxu's hand was actually on their shoulder, they immediately slapped it with their backhand, and Gao Bingxu's side face was red and swollen.

The loud slap woke up the illusion of the rebel soldiers in the camp, who originally thought that as long as they obeyed the instructions of the French and did not support the military strategy of the Chinese, they could get shelter, but they did not expect that after the French themselves began to lack food, they immediately took action against the three Hans who supported them, even if the military rations were given by the Chinese, they did not have the slightest scruples to snatch them.

"Ahh Gao Bingxu covered his injured side face, held the hilt of the sword tightly with one hand, and shouted wildly in his heart, eager to kill the French nobleman in front of him with a sword, but Gao Bingxu thought that after he did this, all the three Hans in Jinchuan City might die, so he didn't dare to move, so he could only endure the humiliation and admit the reality.

"What are you doing in a daze, go in and move it for me." The French nobles saw that the soldiers under their command were standing next to them as if they were watching a play, and directly reprimanded. With a noisy voice, the French soldiers drove into the baggage camp, looked at the Samhan people on both sides who did not dare to move with a mocking smile, and a sense of superiority surged in their hearts.

After the needed food was transported, the French nobles walked out of the camp with their soldiers under their command, their faces slightly raised.

"Today's big victory, let's go, let's go back to the camp, General Sebastian will definitely praise us." The French nobles raised their fists and shouted happily, stirring up the emotions of the soldiers.

After the shouting, the soldiers began to list the queue for the march back to the camp, Gao Bingxu looked at this scene, tears welled up in his eyes, "I can't do anything, I hate, I hate." ”

At this moment, a troop of cavalry galloped over and stopped the French nobles who wanted to leave.

"Do you want to get out of here?" Jin Shimin looked at the French nobles in front of him with anger on his face, stretched his bow and aimed at the other party and said, "Is snatching the food of the allies also a victory?" ”

"Who are you?" The French nobles looked at the cavalry that suddenly appeared, and asked in some surprise, although the other party's clothing style is very similar to the Sanhan people in Jinchuan City, but they don't have that feeling of being low-voiced, they don't look like the Sanhan people they know at all, and every Sanhan cavalry looks at them without any fear, which makes the French nobles feel that their lives seem to be threatened.