But how could he let it go so easily, so several senior officers, including Chu Kuo, were under the control of the old guy. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Then it's not surprising that Chu Kuo knows something about Chang Zhi.

Chang Zhi is not like relying on the relationship of his family to rise to the top, and now he naturally will not rely on Chu Kuo to win this battle. So he wants to use his own strength to defeat this vicious man on the other side.

But Chang Zhi regarded the Blood Kou as an opponent, but the Blood Kou didn't think so. He knew very well the terrible nature of the Heavenly Rank masters, and the brothers who usually fought and coaxed together were gone, and he had already known his will to die.

"Dog, you still want to take me to practice for juniors, and do your spring and autumn dreams!"

In the end, under the stunned gaze of the crowd, the Blood Kou threw himself on the ring head broadsword, the big knife that had done evil with the Blood Kou, I don't know how much blood was stained, and finally understood his life. It's a kind of causal cycle, right?

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you go and clean up the battlefield, do you still want me to teach you?" Compared with Chu Guang's benevolent use of troops, Chu Kuo is the kind of typical rigorous management of the army, to put it bluntly, even a little can be applied to national affairs. So everyone was quite afraid of him, and the effect of this voice can be imagined, and the crowd dispersed.

But there is one person who is the exception.

At this moment, he was standing behind Chu Kuo and saluted: "Thank you, General, for saving your life!" ”

Chu Kuo didn't look back, as if muttering, and said softly: "Chang Zhi, I haven't been home for a long time, why do you have to write a letter back and report your safety......

The figure behind him trembled, bowed his head and said, "I know, thank you general." ”

"No need, come to me when you write it, and I'll pass it back for you."

"Yes!" Chang Zhi looked at the back of the distant figure with a somewhat complicated expression: Have you still been found? Is everything okay at home?

……

The east gradually brightened, and finally the last of the darkness dissipated.

"What a victory!" The ghost head looked excited, looking at the scene under his feet and said excitedly.

Liu Gan smiled slightly, nearly 20,000 people against less than 3,000 officers and soldiers, a gap of nearly ten to one, if you still lose, you really don't have any face to face.

On the mountain peak, Liu Gan was standing beside the ghost head and Lao Song, who were all looking down at the battlefield at the moment. Despite the huge manpower gap, the battle situation has not developed one-sidedly. The stalemate lasted for nearly six hours, and the sacrifice of 3,000 men led to the current victory. At this moment, most of the officers and soldiers on the battlefield were dead on the spot, and about 200 people were exhausted and became prisoners. The battlefield was in shambles, Liu Gan had already ordered the Feng brothers to clean up the battlefield, and in another hour, this side would be almost over.

"I just don't know what's going on over there with the black clouds." Song Lao sighed on the side. Compared with the ghost head's satisfaction with this achievement, Song Lao felt very little, and his focus was not here.

"It shouldn't be too much of a problem." The Iron Claw Tiger has 5,000 men and horses, plus 700 headquarters, 3,000 under the blood kou, and 500 headquarters, and the two are combined in one place, with nearly 10,000 horses. That's 10,000 people, not 10,000 pigs! It's 10,000 pigs, and standing still and letting people kill them can't be killed in one night. Therefore, Liu Qian was not worried.

After a while, the two brothers of the Feng family walked up the cliff with a smile on their faces.

"Unknown brother, these officers and soldiers are not copper-headed and iron-armed, and they will bleed when slashed on their bodies!"

Liu Qian smiled at the seal that spoke. In the past, the mountain bandits' fear of officers and soldiers was like a rabbit that saw a wolf, running fast! In the description on weekdays, the officers and soldiers described it as mighty and extraordinary, all of them with great powers, as if everyone was a powerless Heavenly Rank powerhouse. This sentence is undoubtedly a joke, and I don't know if it is a mockery of some people or self-deprecation.

"Alright, our side is over, and the Iron Claw Tiger is still fighting hard! Gather your team and get ready to help that guy! Liu Qian patted Feng Fen's shoulder and was about to go down the mountain.

But Feng He stopped his figure and asked, "How is the situation on the Iron Brother and the Blood Kou?" ”

Liu Qian didn't answer, but turned around and looked at the ghost head.

The ghost head in the excitement came back to his senses, and he was in charge of the information. Dividing the battlefield is really very dangerous if there is no information communication between the two sides.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were looking at him, the ghost head came back to his senses and touched his head a little embarrassedly: "Wait for me, I'll be back soon!" ”

Amid the laughter of the crowd, he fled and left.

"This kid!" Song Lao shook his head, he really couldn't rest assured that this kind of young man who had not experienced the tempering of the battlefield.

"Song Lao doesn't have to be like this, after all, everyone has no similar experience, and some mistakes are normal." As a peer, Feng Fen still understands the mood of the ghost head very well. It is the first time to experience a grand scene of such a scale, and it is inevitable to talk about it for a while.

"Hey, you must teach him a good lesson when you go back!" However, Song Lao still left with a look of anger and deplention.

"Don't worry!" Liu Gan smiled habitually and said, "There won't be much of a problem over there." ”

"Hmm." Feng He nodded, turned around and went down to gather his troops.

"By the way, what about those captives?" Feng Fen asked.

Liu Gan turned around and said with some surprise: "Prisoner, I almost forgot." Bring them in, I'll ask them myself! But then he thought that there might be a lot of prisoners, so he changed his words and said, "Forget it, I'll go down." Lead the way! ”

"Great!" Feng Fen took Liu Gan down the mountain and went to the place where the prisoners were held.

……

Half an hour later, Liu Gan stood in front of the army, pacing back and forth, quite scrutinizing. By his side, Song Lao and the Feng brothers were impressively listed.

"Just now we defeated the officers and soldiers, tell me, isn't it!" Liu Qian finally spoke.

Although he didn't understand the meaning of Liu Qian's words, under the leadership of a group of people in Shuanglong Village, tens of thousands of chaotic voices sounded.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Liu Gan pursed his lips, skimming away the messy voice, and tens of thousands of people shouted together, which was really a bit imposing.

Behind him, Song Lao looked indifferent, and his expression was not chaotic. The other two turned a little red.

"So, do you still think that officers and soldiers are invincible?"

"It's not!"

"It's not!"

"Those people are no different from us, and they will die if they cut off their heads!"

"It's just that I'm afraid of them!"

……

This time, there was a strange sound in the middle, and unexpectedly, Liu Gan heard it clearly. This made his face look a little unnatural. But who Liu Gan was, he couldn't bear the dissatisfaction in his heart, so he didn't hear it, and he looked like usual again after a while.

"In that case, I want to tell you that there is still a force of officers and soldiers in our east that has not been eliminated, tell me, what to do!"

At this moment, Liu Gan's voice was already a little agitated, not only the bandits in front of him, but also the feudal division behind him shouted cooperatively.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Then kill!" (To be continued.) )