The little priest didn't expect that this group of wastes would collapse so quickly, and sure enough, relying on the number alone, he really might not be able to win, he underestimated this Qi An.

But he was not unprepared, and there were seventy or eighty thousand natives under his command, and three thousand of them were selected among them.

These natives are his real descendants, and the food and clothes they usually use are much better than these ordinary natives.

They have all killed people and seen blood, and this time the little priest brought two thousand people in order to prevent accidents.

Under the signal of his gaze, the sturdy natives around him, holding maces, walked towards Qi'an City.

Of course, before the action, this group of cannon fodder-like guys should still be used, even if they consume the opponent's arrows, it will also be effective.

The elite natives dispatched and directly stopped the retreating people, and with a wave of their maces, they directly stoned the fastest natives to death.

He said coldly, "The little priest has an order, if anyone retreats, he will be killed."

"Kill with me! Capture Takuru alive and rush me!"

After seeing these elites, the scattered natives, although helpless in their hearts, could only bite the bullet.

Rushing forward, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope for survival, if you run, the natives who were stoned to death before are a lesson from the past.

With the elite natives taking the lead, the scattered people collected their mood and rushed towards the city again.

It's just that this time, they have learned well, and they are not rampage without scruples like last time, but rather cautious.

Although they didn't have any shields in their hands, they made them out of bamboo and walked cautiously.

Before they could approach the location of the big pit just now, a group of people appeared in the streets on both sides of the front and kept firing arrows.

Dense arrows came, and the first cannon fodder natives were killed on the spot, but this did not affect their progress.

Under the orders of the elite natives, they gritted their teeth and ran wildly forward.

If you continue to be here and only wait for death, you might as well let go and rush straight over.

The elite natives in the rear, who were not vegetarians, were optimistic about the distance, used all their strength, waved the mace in their hands, and threw them out directly.

The mace is like a boulder falling from the sky, directly destroying the surrounding house bunkers.

The houses themselves are not of good quality, most of them are thatched houses, and the better ones are the earthen houses, which were hit by maces and collapsed in a few strokes.

The archers retreated as they shot, and looking at the retreating archers, the natives were quite excited, roaring and charging at the archers.

As long as the distance is close enough, the strength of this group of archers will quickly weaken.

Just when everyone was less than forty or fifty meters away from the archers, suddenly, a group of people armed with broadswords and halberds rushed out of the streets on both sides.

This sudden attack caught the natives off guard.

It's not that there are many of them, there are only about two hundred people, but the main thing is that they are all fierce, and each one of them is like a mad beast.

His eyes were red, and he rushed directly into the crowd of natives without fear of death, it felt like he had hit him directly, and it was very difficult to fight back.

The combination of the halberd and the broadsword is like a group of death squads, rushing madly through the crowd.

Every time they rushed to kill, countless indigenous heads flew up, and the strong smell of blood emanated, and no one knew who would be next.

This kind of rush almost washed away the hearts of the natives again.

But this time, among these people, there were elite natives, and they quickly reacted, armed with maces, and fought with the Dongshan army that rushed to kill.

A fierce battle broke out between the two sides in an instant, and the natives on the periphery were already frightened by this scene, and began to flee in all directions while the two sides were fighting fiercely.

The Dongshan Army, whose target was not these cannon fodder, was originally this group of elite natives.

The two sides fought fiercely, but as time passed, because the number of people was too small, the infantry team that rushed to kill gradually fell into disadvantage.

The elite natives were in a good mood and waved their hands

The dancing mace was even more desperate, and with the advantage of numbers, he quickly surrounded these 200 or so people.

At this time, this group of people will not escape, as long as this group of people is solved, it will not be easy for Qi'an City to be taken.

In the distance, Su Qi'an, who witnessed all this, had a calm face, and when the elite natives completely formed a siege, Su Qi'an immediately gave an order.

"Biaozi, take your cavalry and the rest of the infantry soldiers to charge me, remember, if you can't eat them, you don't have to come back."

"Sir, just look at it, just wait for your words."

Song Biao beside him rubbed his hands and was quite excited, he waited for this order for a long time.

According to Su Qi'an's plan, first use two fierce infantry soldiers to lure the enemy deeper, and wait until all the elite natives of the other party appear and encircle.

Song Biao, who was ambushed, would take his cavalry team and the other half of the infantry soldiers, about 600 people, to attack.

Song Biao, who waited for the order, didn't say a word, and led his cavalry team and infantry soldiers to attack the elite natives in front of him in an instant.

A loud shout rang out, and the ground shook faintly.

The elite natives who were originally in control of the two fierce felt the earth-shattering momentum coming from behind them, turned their heads sharply, looked at the reinforcements that appeared, and were stunned.

It was not because they were afraid of so-called reinforcements, in this attack on Qi'an City, the little priest told them that Su Qi'an was likely to jump over the wall in a hurry and organize a counterattack by the natives in the city.

This kind of counterattack, they are prepared, after all, they are just natives, even if they are organized and really fight them, they are not much stronger than that group of cannon fodder.

But this time, what appeared in front of them was a group of armored and even cavalry, which seemed to be definitely a decent army.

And this group of troops rushing towards them actually made them feel afraid.

This information is wrong, how can this fake Qi Dashao have an army.

In their memory, those who can have an army are all those powerful and powerful Liang people, and no matter how bad they are, they are also a county guard.

In such a small earthen city, when did such a terrifying army emerge.

Although they didn't understand, they didn't have time to think about it, so they could only bite the bullet and touch it.

Even if it's an army, they have 2,000 people, can't they eat these 800 or so?

Thinking of this, a native who resembled a leader immediately ordered a thousand men to intercept this army, and the rest of them would eat up the 200 or so people who had joined the siege.

The ideal is good, but the reality is very cruel, and the 1,000 elite natives who were separated were in contact with Song Biao and other 600 people.

In less than half a burnt of incense, he was directly killed by the men and horses led by Song Biao.

This group of elite natives is indeed much stronger than that group of cannon fodder, but they are not invulnerable.

To be recruited, most of them rely on having enough strength, and even if they kill people, it is estimated that they are only bullying the weak.

Compared with the Dongshan Army, which fought on the battlefield with real swords and real guns and Rongren experienced life and death battles, it really can't be an advantage in terms of numbers.

Moreover, this group of elite natives, except for a few people equipped with armor for defense, most of them are wearing animal skins.

Compared with the Dongshan Army in armor, the gap between the two is really heaven and earth.

With the financial resources of the little priest, it is completely useless to make two or three thousand sets of armor.

And if he really gets it out, he doesn't need Su Qi'an to do it, I'm afraid he will be arrested.

It is only a gift from His Majesty that there is only a marquis like Su Qi'an, and because he is a royal family, he has a fully armed army.

Forget it if you don't have armor, but unfortunately, this little priest doesn't seem to know how to use the ready-made primeval forest in Jiaozhou to make rattan armor.

If this group of natives were wearing rattan armor, it would be a little troublesome for Su Qi'an.

But after all, there is no if, under Song Biao's crazy rush, with the two fierce inside and outside.

Two thousand elite natives were killed and wounded in less than a quarter of an hour

Half of them, and the remaining half of the elite natives, have seen the power of this army.

In the end, he couldn't support it, his mind collapsed, and he fled frantically, and Song Biao and Er Meng led people to pursue.

In the rear, looking at such a brave security army, everyone's faces were stunned.

Wu Yong is okay, this group of security forces has shown their strength, most of him has some conjectures in his heart, looking at Su Qi'an without words, but he is very excited in his heart.

He knew that he was with the right person this time.

As for the people in the city who were hiding, their hearts were surging.

The elite natives of 2,000 people actually killed a piece of armor in the hands of this group of security forces, what kind of people are they? So terrifying.

Watching the pursuit go away, Su Qi'an looked at Wu Yong and said, "This time, let the little priest see whose fists are hard enough."

Wu Yong nodded and quickly followed Su Qi'an out of the city.

The little priest who was sitting outside the city and waiting, his face was indifferent, in his opinion, with his group of elites dispatched, it was a matter of time before Su Qi'an was arrested.

Just when he was looking forward to how to humiliate and torture Su Qi'an after he caught him.

Suddenly, in the Qi'an City in front of him, there was a commotion, followed by the voices of a group of crying fathers and mothers.

Then, under the stunned gaze of the little priest, he saw that his elite was being hunted down by a group of troops.

The little priest was stunned, but he reacted quickly, and immediately beckoned his subordinates to flee for his life.

The elite natives guarding his side picked up bamboo chairs and ran wildly.

The little priest's heart at this time can be described as setting off a monstrous wave.

I thought that this time it was a hand-to-hand capture, but when I saw an army appear in Qi'an City, especially a cavalry, the little priest immediately realized that this matter was not simple.

"This Qi'an, there are definitely ghosts!"

The little priest was quite annoyed in his heart, and he was even more angry, angry at why the Qingcheng County Guard did not investigate clearly.

A large or young man with an army is far more serious than a fake family background.

In the heart of the little priest, he had already scolded the Qingcheng County Guard hundreds of times.

The first thing he had to do now was to run for his life and get out of here, and as soon as he could return to his own territory, he would immediately report the matter to the High Priest.

A fake young man with an army in his hands, what is the difference between this special and rebellion?

The little priest will definitely not let go of this opportunity, as long as this matter is poked up, no matter how Qi An defends, it will definitely alarm the governor of Jiaozhou.

When the time comes, Su Qi'an will definitely die, and a conspiracy will take shape in the mind of the little priest.

He is a little sober now, this attack on Qi'an City has made this fake young man expose his true strength, if he is still hidden, maybe he will die one day.

Fortunately, this is a windfall, and this attack is not a loss." The little priest thought to himself.