The elite natives scattered like birds and beasts, routed in all directions, fled frantically, and escaped from Qi'an City in the blink of an eye.

Behind him, Song Biao and Er Meng led everyone, like chopping a watermelon, one by one, and kept pursuing.

Since you dare to come to Qi'an City, you have to pay the price for offending Qi'an City.

Su Qi'an, Wu Yong and others slowly followed, walked out, and looked at the scattered natives in front of him, Wu Yong sighed a little.

He swept his gaze, and soon seemed to find something, and cried out, "Oh no, sir, let the little priest escape, if he is allowed to flee back to his own territory, he will surely bring a large number of natives back to his place."

"Sir, send someone to chase after you."

Wu Yong was a little anxious, he knew too well the strength of the little priest of Tucheng, this time because of carelessness, he was not well prepared, relying on himself to be a small priest, and led more than 10,000 people to attack Qi'an City.

But Su Qi'an came to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and suffered heavy losses, but these more than 10,000 people, for the little priest, are at most only broken and tired, and wait until they return to their own territory.

With his appeal, the next time he comes, he will definitely come out of the nest, at least forty or fifty thousand people.

These forty or fifty thousand people seem to be nothing, but the victory is that there are enough of them, and Su Qi'an's current Dongshan Army at hand has a maximum of more than 1,000 people, even if each one is ten, in the face of forty or fifty thousand people, each of them will spit and drown.

This time, more than 10,000 people, mainly careless, were lured deep by Su Qi'an, coupled with the attack of Song Biao and Er Meng, which caused everyone to lose their minds and be afraid, and the little priest with the backbone of the main heart ran away, which made them have no intention of fighting.

But next time, knowing Su Qi'an's hole cards, the siege of tens of thousands of people, as long as it can be arranged, it can be consumed to death.

Wu Yong was worried, Su Qi'an said calmly, "Don't worry, the little priest can't run, this time I showed my strength, I won't waste this opportunity in vain."

Wu Yong was stunned for a moment, his eyes looked into the distance, and at the end of his sight, there was a faint sound of horses' hooves.

The sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer, and I saw that in front of me, a team of about a few hundred people, exuding the momentum of thousands of people, came at a high speed.

The soldiers of this army gave Wu a different feeling, although they were wearing armor, the weapons held by the soldiers in the team were different.

Some held swords in their left hands, shields in their right hands, halberds in their hands, crossbowmen in their hands, and a cavalry at the forefront.

In particular, the young man who was the leader gave people a rather dangerous feeling.

The team of several hundred people gives people a strong sense of oppression.

This team is Su Yong's vanguard, and it is also the elite of the three major teams of the Dongshan Army, and the absolute trump card.

With this kind of momentum, Wu Yong had no doubt that if it was this army that stopped the elite natives just now, he would not need other people's support at all.

Just a few hundred of them can pack up the elite natives of two thousand.

With the gradual arrival, Wu Yongcai saw clearly that behind the vanguard, there was a group of more than a dozen prisoners.

Among these people was the little priest.

At this time, the little priest looked a little strange, as if he had been frightened, and his face was a little pale.

Just now, under the cover of the elite natives around him, the little priest who thought he had escaped would not have thought that not long after leaving the boundary of Qi'an City, there was a team of people waiting for him in front.

Su Yong's vanguard was only three or four hundred people, but there were also many natives who followed the little priest, and there were also four or five hundred.

In this almost one-to-one quantity, the little priest was not frightened at all, and he directly ordered that as long as he could rush out, all of them, one of them would be counted as one, and all of them would be released from slavery, and each of them would be given one acre of land and a reward of one hundred taels of silver.

Under such a heavy reward, the blood of this group of natives was naturally stimulated.

They were armed with maces, and without any scruples, they screamed and rushed straight over.

In the eyes of the little priest, these hundreds of people, even if they are strong, but under this kind of hard fighting, not to mention solving the other party, at least it is more than enough to trap the other party.

It's a pity that the idea is good, the reality is cruel, if this group

People are just ordinary soldiers in Jiaozhou, maybe they can succeed.

But what the little priest encountered this time was the vanguard with the most powerful combat power in the Dongshan Army after the reorganization.

Each of these people is a veteran of a hundred battles, and they cooperate with each other to achieve perfection.

In the face of this group of natives who seem to be fierce, but are actually strong and capable, as a result, under the impact of less than a few rounds.

Directly disperse four or five hundred people, and what will greet them next is a one-sided slaughter.

The little priest's face changed greatly, and he looked at the slaughter in a daze, that scene made him unforgettable for the rest of his life, the vanguard in front of him, in the eyes of the little priest, was a group of devils from hell.

The frightened little priest remained motionless.

When he came back to his senses, a sharp knife was already on his neck, and then, the little priest did not resist at all, and became prisoners with the remaining dozen or so people and was brought to Su Qi'an.

It's not that the little priest doesn't want to run, but in the face of this kind of slaughter without suspense, where else can he run?

Rather than resist being killed, he should become a prisoner, so that at least he will have a chance to save his life.

The decision of the little priest did save his life, and he knew very well that with his identity as a little priest, this fake young man with a mysterious background would not dare to kill him.

After he came to see Su Qi'an, he was stunned just now, but quickly came back to his senses and looked at Su Qi'an and scolded directly.

"The surname Qi, you are really hidden, you actually have private soldiers without authorization, what is the difference between you doing this and rebellion!"

"And you, Wu County Order, you and this embarrassed woman surnamed Qi, knowing that he has a large number of private soldiers, he actually concealed it and didn't report it, as a Daliang official, what are your intentions."

"I must report this to the high priest, the county guard, and even the state pastor, you surnamed Qi are so lawless and regard the law of Da Liang as nothing, you are plotting rebellion!"

"If you arrest this priest today, you won't be able to escape, you wait, and if you don't see you again, the news that you have a private soldier will definitely be spread, and when the time comes, it will be your death sentence!"

The little priest was shouting frantically here, and Su Qi'an and Wu Yong, who were watching, were a little speechless.

A small indigenous priest in Jiaozhou, who is flying and domineering on weekdays, does not take the law of Da Liang in his eyes at all, but he didn't expect that now, opening his mouth and closing his mouth is the law of Da Liang.

It was ridiculous to hear this word from the lips of the little priest.

But what the little priest said is also right, now the only one who can save his life is the law of Da Liang.

Moreover, in today's battle, there are always people who have escaped from more than 10,000 people, and Su Qi'an himself is not a cruel murderer, so it is impossible to really kill all these more than 10,000 people.

This is completely unnecessary, the little priest doesn't want to make a big deal about it, so Su Qi'an simply follows his wishes, just see if he doesn't regret it when the time comes.

Looking at the little priest who was shouting wildly, Su Qi'an said with a smile, "Okay, since the little priest wants to cure me and die so much, and wants to make things bigger, then Ben Shao will give you a hand."

"Someone, pass on my order, and tell the high priest, the Qingcheng county guard will only say that the little priest is now in my hands, if you don't want to watch him die, it's best for them to come, Ben Shao is waiting for them in Qi'an City."

"If you don't come, then collect the body of the little priest."

After speaking, behind Su Qi'an, a chair was prepared early, and he sat down directly.

The little priest was escorted, kneeling on the ground, in stark contrast to Su Qi'an's leisurely self-satisfaction, like that, the arrogance was vividly displayed.

Although the little priest hated, he still endured it, and when the high priest and the Qingcheng County guard arrived, even if this fake young man had a private soldier in his hand. Look at the book

In the face of absolute strength, this Qi An is destined not to leave the city, and he has to pay the price for today's arrogance.

Time passed minute by minute, and the high priest and the county guard of Qingcheng had not yet arrived, but they attracted the people of nearby Tucheng.

They stood far away, watched from afar, and saw the little priest kneeling on the ground, and their faces were shocked.

In their eyes, the little priest has nothing to do with God after so many years

The difference, it is not an exaggeration to say, that he is the master of Tucheng.

Whoever dared to disobey the little priest would immediately become a corpse in the suburbs within a few hours.

But today, the little priest who was high up knelt in front of Su Qi'an in such an almost humiliating way, which really made them feel incredible.

If the last time the little priest lost the battle of the Rain Temple, it would be at most a loss of some prestige, and in his territory, he was still the lord who was high.

But now, the little priest is held in such a way, not daring to move, not losing face, but in the hearts of many natives, he is made into the majesty of God.

When he knelt like this, that apotheosis was completely shattered.

None of the natives who were watching dared to come forward to argue, and even most of them felt a little pleasure in their hearts.

The little priest has ruled in Tucheng for so many years, and most of the people who follow him are his dogs, and they have great benefits, and they are lowly slaves like them.

If it weren't for Su Qi'an restoring their free bodies, they would have regained their basic dignity as human beings.

In the eyes of the little priest, it is not as good as a pig and a dog, it is a moving two-legged beast, seeing the little priest so miserable, they are too late to be happy, if possible, they all want to step forward and kick a few feet to relieve their anger.

In the midst of this long wait, there were more and more onlookers, and from time to time there were many discussions, which were like countless needles in the eyes of the little priest, piercing him fiercely, and making him quite humiliated.

He clasped his hands tightly, still patient, and his eyes swept to remember all the taunts just now.

As long as his people come, these people will all die! This is the price of blaspheming and insulting him.

Another quarter of an hour or so passed, and finally, dull footsteps sounded in the distance.

At the end of the line of sight, a large number of figures slowly approached, some of these people were local soldiers, some were natives.

The two sides were distinct, gradually approaching, and before they arrived, an extremely angry voice sounded from the crowd.

"Damn boy, you're looking for death! Hurry up and release the people to me, otherwise, the city of Qi'an will be leveled!"