Zhang Xiaochi did not act rashly, and waited for the people to be driven to the moat, and then ordered to lower the drawbridge.

As for the few Jin soldiers who escorted the people over, Zhang Xiaochi was not afraid at all, if they suddenly attacked after putting down the drawbridge, he was absolutely sure that he would solve the opponent in the shortest time.

With the suspension bridge slowly descending, Zhang Xiaochi came to the suspension bridge and followed the suspension bridge to descend slowly.

In a minute or so, the drawbridge was finally firmly placed on the opposite side of the moat.

"Come with us!"

As soon as the suspension bridge was lowered, Deputy General Hamza asked people to come over and forcibly take Zhang Xiaochi away.

Zhang Xiaochi sneered in his heart, after these guys saw the drawbridge put down, their eyes were like hungry wolves seeing sheep, although they covered it up quite well, but they still couldn't escape his sharp eyes.

"Let the people go first!"

Zhang Xiaochi replied calmly.

"Then we must tie you up first!"

Adjutant General Hamza said in an unquestioning tone.

"Whatever you want."

After that, Zhang Xiaochi stretched out his hands and asked them to tie themselves up.

"Alright, you can cross the river."

Seeing that Zhang Xiaochi was being controlled, Deputy General Hamza said loudly.

Hearing this, this group of ragged people suddenly squeezed on the bridge like crazy, and even a few refugees were squeezed into the moat, and the turbulent water made them have no time to call for help, and they were directly washed away.

"Don't squeeze!"

"Don't squeeze everyone!"

Looking at the direction in which the refugees who fell into the moat disappeared, Zhang Xiaochi felt a pity in his heart, he was almost safe, but he fell at the door forever.

After all the refugees had crossed the drawbridge, Hamza's lieutenant general's subordinates decisively put a sharp blade on Zhang Xiaochi's neck and threatened him to follow.

Zhang Xiaochi followed them and looked back until the drawbridge was completely pulled up, and then he walked towards the Jin army with a firm step.

"You don't just want to avenge Hamza, do you?"

Zhang Xiaochi asked calmly as he walked.

"Boy, you're talking too much!"

Adjutant General Hamza replied coldly.

"I'm already your prisoner now, what else can't I say?"

"You're not going to even dare to say this, are you?"

Zhang Xiaochi sneered.

"Boy, the agitation method is useless to me, Lao Tzu will shut up if you tell you to shut up, otherwise, you will be the one who suffers from the flesh and skin!"

Adjutant General Hamza said coldly.

Zhang Xiaochi pursed his lips and didn't continue to ask, he thought as he walked.

The Jin army tried its best to exchange refugees for him, definitely not only to avenge Hamza, but also to think that there were still spies in his own people, and soon, Zhang Xiaochi thought of something.

"They must know that the giant bow and crossbow was designed by me, otherwise, they would not compromise and let Zhang Xiaochi alone when they knew that Zhao Qiankun was not dead."

Thinking about this, Zhang Xiaochi became more confident in his heart, since the enemy army has ideas about him, it means that he can control the right to speak.

Just when he was thinking about the problem in his mind, he had already entered the encirclement of the Jin army.

"Retreat!"

Next, Zhang Xiaochi, surrounded by a group of Jin soldiers, gradually disappeared from the sight of Zhao Qiankun and others.

On the way, no one paid any attention to him, and as for Adjutant Hamza, after handing him over to a group of soldiers, there was no trace.

Zhang Xiaochi looked left and right, and finally found that he had been brought into the camp of the Jin army stationed not far from Qingwa Town, and these soldiers did not want to retreat after entering the camp.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaochi suddenly understood something.

"You are shameless, didn't you say that I would go with you, and you didn't have to let go of the hostages, and you had to return to the territory of Jinguo?"

Zhang Xiaochi said loudly.

"Boy, I guess you're mistaken?"

At that moment, Lieutenant General Hamza reappeared and stared at him with a smirk.

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Xiaochi asked.

"This is the territory of my Jin Kingdom, so we didn't break our word and get fat!"

Adjutant Hamza replied with a sneer.

"Shameless!"

Adjutant General Hamza sneered, and with a wave of his hand, two strong soldiers appeared from behind him, each holding a thumb-thick iron chain, walked up to Zhang Xiaochi, and without saying a word, tied him up again with the chain.

"Take him down!"

As soon as Adjutant General Hamza waved his hand, a soldier from the Jin Kingdom immediately came over and wanted to forcibly take Zhang Xiaochi away.

"Where are you taking me?"

Zhang Xiaochi struggled, but even though he had a lot of strength, in the face of the iron chain with the thickness of his thumb, his own strength was not enough at all.

"You'll know when you go!"

Adjutant General Hamza did not explain, and with a calm wave of his hand, Zhang Xiaochi was carried away by a group of people.

"Let go of me, let go of me!"

Zhang Xiaochi tried his best, but his limbs were controlled, and he couldn't show his strength.

After about two or three minutes like this, Zhang Xiaochi was savagely thrown into a camp tent by the soldiers of the Jin Kingdom.

He fell heavily to the ground, but fortunately he was physically strong, otherwise, this fall would not have been able to hold up.

The strong light difference between indoor and outdoor made him unable to see his surroundings clearly for a while, and he squinted vigorously before he could see the environment inside the tent clearly for a while.

He was not the only one in the tent, but there were three burly men sitting in the center.

Looking at the three people in front of him, Zhang Xiaochi had a bad premonition, and was about to speak, when the three strong men suddenly got up, and each held a horsewhip in his hand.

The three of them didn't say a word, and directly whipped Zhang Xiaochi.

The severe pain made Zhang Xiaochi can't help but snort, the speed of the three strong men is very fast, and the whip fell on Zhang Xiaochi's body one by one, and soon, his body was beaten to a blur of flesh and blood.

But even so, the three of them still did not stop the torture, and finally did not stop until Zhang Xiaochi was knocked unconscious.

Looking at Zhang Xiaochi, who had fainted, the three of them threw away the horsewhip that had long been stained red with blood, clapped their hands, and left the camp one after another.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Xiaochi, who had fainted in pain, woke up, subconsciously struggled, touched the wound, and suddenly grinned in pain.

The whipping wound on his body had already scabbed over at this time, and with a little force, he could feel the clicking sound of the blood scab.

"These brutes are so ruthless!"

Zhang Xiaochi lay on the ground and tried to look up at the injuries on his body, and couldn't help but scold.

He knew that this was a dismount given to him by Hamza and others, first, he wanted to kill his prestige, and second, it was estimated that he had avenged Hamza.

After being beaten, Zhang Xiaochi was even more convinced that Jin Guoren really took a fancy to his skills, otherwise, after fainting, he would definitely not wake up.