Before coming, Jiang Yihong had already made a careful plan and arrangement, taking into account a variety of unexpected situations, including the stubborn resistance of Hefeng Wei, Pu Luo might jump off the wall in a hurry.

Now it seems that these things have become a stable link in the plan with the disarming of Lu Pocheng and Hefeng Wei.

Holding the five pistols that were still filled with the improved bullets in his hand, this was also part of Jiang Yihong's plan: since the short distance was lethal to the masked man of the fourth turn of the purple order, then the unexpected situation could also cause damage to Pu Luo of the second turn of the purple order.

The pistol was loaded, always guarding against Pulo's outburst, but Jiang Yihong did not count his disciple and patriarch's daughter Aman in the plan.

"Bang, bang!" Jiang Yihong used the spiritual shield condensed by the aura of heaven and earth to wrap his pistol, and the pitch-black muzzle almost attached to Puluo's body ruthlessly aimed at him and fired two shots in succession.

I didn't want to protect my body at all, I just wanted to capture Jiang Yihong and kill him instantly, Pu Luo was caught off guard, and he was shot continuously, and the bullet entered his body.

Feeling that something was wrong, and even felt that his mana was disordered for a moment, but Pulo was in pain, and did not stop moving, but turned to pounce on Aman, who was dressed as a small soldier, and pinched Aman's neck with the thumb and index finger of his right hand quickly: "I know you, the daughter of the patriarch of the upper Bata clan!"

"Jiang Manchu, I'll let you stay in the Wangdu Protector's Mansion!" Jiang Yihong knew something was wrong when he saw Pu Luo abandon him and hold Aman hostage, his left fist was clenched, and he roared angrily, his eyes were terrified to the extreme, "What are you running here for!"

Aman was choked by the throat by Pulo, and under the latter's action, mana poured into Aman's body, causing her entire face to turn purple and red with breath.

Pu Luo will not pity the fragrance and jade at all, at this time he controlled Aman, opened the distance, looked at Puduo to get closer, and did not forget to increase the strength of his hand, looked back at Jiang Yihong and said coldly: "Let us go back to the city, fulfill your previous promise, leave all the first-level spirit magic bows, and then withdraw the troops!"

Aman wanted to speak but couldn't, his eyes turned white, and he made a terrible sound of 'ho-ho-ho'.

"Father!" the lone soldier looked particularly depressed in the encirclement, Puduo was overjoyed when he saw this, and he gathered the remnants in disarray, "Great, we have been saved!"

Staring at Pu Luo for more than ten breaths, he slowly lowered his right hand, Jiang Yihong tried his best to calm down his angry emotions: "Let go of her!"

"Let your people get out of the way!" Pu Luo just wanted such an effect of the opponent's rat trap, ignored Jiang Yihong, and ordered the guards and the wind guards: "Open the way, go back to the city!"

Aliku and several other generals looked at Jiang Yihong one after another.

"Mr. Jiang, Aman can't afford to be missed!" Eminem, who had been following Jiang Yihong without making a sound, spoke for the first time.

"What should happen to those who don't obey military orders?" Jiang Yihong seemed to make a difficult decision, and said word by word.

"So, you don't want her life anymore?" Unexpectedly got a trump card in his hand, and Plo was extremely proud.

Seeing that no one responded, Jiang Yihong raised his voice: "Those who do not obey military orders, what should they do!"

"Shout, shout, shout!" The shield soldiers struck the ground with their shields, striking and shouting, and so on.

Orders are forbidden, military orders are like mountains!

Not only did they not give way, but they surrounded the wind guards like an iron bucket!

After all, it was the daughter of the patriarch of the upper part of Bata, Aliku's expression was complicated, and he couldn't help but stop it: "Mr. Jiang, Aman is also a good person to do bad things, the guards can't become a rebel, you can't ......"

"Stop everyone in the lower part of the Zephyr!Execute the military order!" Today's matter is the first step in the long-term plan, and there is no room for mistakes, Jiang Yihong coldly interrupted Aliku's words, the majesty is inviolable, "Where is Aliku!"

Jiang Yihong raised his left hand, and the guards neatly raised the first-level spiritual bow in their hands, set up arrows, and waited for the military order.

Aliku had no choice but to carry out the military order, and shouted with mana: "Ready!"

Thousands of guards shouted in unison, "Ready!"

Aman was raised by Plo with one hand, and the latter shouted: "As soon as she dies, you will be the culprit, the rebel army! No higher command will allow his subordinates to cause chaos! Think about it, is it worth it?"

In the camp of the Jiaobu military tent, the generals have already seen Jiang Yihong's methods of governing the army.

At this time, the contempt guards were unmoved, waiting for Jiang Yihong's final order.

In one day, Puduo experienced great ups and downs, and saw that hostage-taking was ineffective for Jiang Yihong, and Jiang Yihong did not intend to rescue Aman, but was more like shooting her together.

Sure enough, Jiang Yihong said coldly: "Puluo, you are the only one here who can control the sky, you can try to escape, and see if more than a thousand contemptuous guards can shoot you into a sieve! Moreover, I tell you very clearly, once Aman dies, all the people of Windy City will have to be buried together!"

Dead and poor is not a poor monk, Pu Luo is greedy for life and afraid of death, and he really wants to escape, but Jiang Yihong's words are like a basin of cold water, which wakes him up and despairs: This bastard on the other side, raised by a son of a bitch, doesn't play cards according to the routine.

Even Jiang Yihong's subordinates don't call him according to common sense, what the hell is 'Mr. Jiang'?

The contemptuous guards don't know what 'Mr. Jiang' means, anyway, since Jiang Yihong came to Wanghua, they have called him that from top to bottom.

Everyone in the Wind and Health Department looked at each other, and they didn't know what to do!

Jiang Yihong shouted at Aman: "Aman, I hope you can understand me! The changes in the totem tribe began in the upper part of Bata! The sons and daughters of the Bata tribe cannot be afraid of death and will not be afraid of death! If one day I fall into the same situation, I hope you can kill me without hesitation!"

Aman, who was struggling with his legs in the air, his eyes were white, and he was about to faint, when he heard Jiang Yihong's shout, two lines of clear tears crawled across his face and slid down.

She is not afraid of death, she knows that the teacher's approach must have his reasons.

But Aman didn't understand why the teacher said that if he fell into the hands of an enemy one day, he would want her to kill him.

Aman's mind was so dull that she seemed to grasp something, but she couldn't grasp it.

"See, this is an outsider, a person who is not a member of the Totem Tribe, and his heart must be different! a man who does not even care about the daughter of your great chief, can you expect him to be a monk who can treat you well?" shouted Prolo as he burst his throat, looking a little crazy.

Even he didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.

In the camp of the Jiaobu military tent, Jiang Yihong had already misunderstood that Jiang Yihong was reckless of the lives of the soldiers, and for Puluo's provocation, Aliku and other generals were unmoved, and they gradually felt that Jiang Yihong was putting pressure on the people in the Zefeng Department.

Even if the guards have ideas and whispers, they are still ready to fight despite the military order.

Pulo felt as if he was devoured by poisonous ants in his body, and from the discomfort at the beginning, to the pain now.

With beads of sweat on his forehead, he never expected that his dignified purple-level martial artist would suddenly become weak as if he was sick.

Dao Wu spoke out at the right time: "As long as Pu Luo gives the head, those who are willing to surrender can live!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a commotion with Fengwei, and the people who knew each other looked at each other, and they both saw the desire to survive.

If it was a normal fight, they would choose to fight.

But in front of him, it is a situation that is absolutely suppressed.

From the shooting of two hundred chiefs and several squads, to the failure of the previous strong self-breakthrough, Hefeng Wei injured many people.

After a long confrontation, the fighting spirit of the surrounded people had been worn out, and most of them trembled, and the Kazukawei, who was dominated by fear, began to waver.

Daowu shouted again: "Those who surrender, those who have made meritorious contributions, will be incorporated into the Contempt Guard Army and promoted to one level." Those who kill Puluo and Puduo will be promoted to two levels of official positions, and 10,000 Tongbao of the alliance will be rewarded. If Aman's life is in danger, he will be killed!"

It wasn't loud, but everyone heard it.

Seeing that the effect was immediate, Dao Wu shouted: "If you don't descend at this time, when will you wait!"

Many people's eyes showed a fierce light, and those who knew each other nodded and then mustered up the courage to rush up and quickly attack Pulo and Pudo's personal guards.

The Japanese wind guard, who defected to the battle, caught Pulo and Pudo by surprise.

Pu Duo's cultivation was not high, and the guards around him were hacked to death with knives, and he was not spared, and he was cut off by a tun chief named Pu Dong.

"Hahaha, I killed Puduo! I surrender! I surrender!" Pu Dong, who was holding Puduo's head, was stabbed by his red-eyed subordinates around him before he could squeeze out to make contributions, leaving a stunned expression that did not move.

The pain in Pulo's meridians extended to the surface, and he couldn't take care of Aman anymore, and he didn't have the strength to lift Aman anymore, Pulo frantically grabbed his face with his nails, scratching out blood marks that were bone-on-to-bones.

In the face of the horror of death, he was unwilling to be hysterical: "Jiang Yihong, what have you done to me! What have you done to me! I don't want to die! Jiang Yihong, I am willing to be a cow and a horse, please give me the antidote!"

Coldly watching Hefengwei's cannibalism, only Jiang Yihong knew it in his heart.

Earlier, when he asked the elder of the medical department, Bian Que, for a poison that could see the blood invade the body, and if it was not controlled in time, the poison would be able to devour the essence and blood of the infected like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, Jiang Yihong originally just thought of smearing it on the bullet of the hidden pearl in case of emergency.

After all, both martial artists and cultivators in the Hidden Continent have the means to prevent poison from entering the body, and it is basically impossible to let the poison break out if you want to break the body without knowing it.

Unexpectedly, Pu Luo not only let Jiang Yihong get close to him without protection, but also became poisoned because he did not control his physical discomfort in time.

Now it seems that the high-tech products in my hometown are still effective when they are taken by surprise against some martial artists.

The great husband should stand up with his fist, and walk with a horse on his arm. Jiang Yihong was not the slightest bit happy, and he was even a little uncomfortable in his heart.

After all, the means are not bright and not honorable. However, remembering that Pulo secretly poisoned him when they met him for the first time, it can only be said that it is just a report and a report.

Kazukae Wei was already in chaos, and Pulo was divided into several parts by the Random Knife.

How similar is the scene of the Chu overlord in his hometown being dismembered. No matter how advanced the civilization is, no matter how advanced the armed forces, as long as there is a dispute over resources, the vast majority of people will fight for survival.

Jiang Yihong coldly instructed Aliku: "Go over and bring Aman back!"

When Aman was brought back, he was immediately examined by the accompanying medical staff.

Fortunately, it was just a fainting, and it was fine.

Aliku looked at Jiang Yihong with a complicated expression, and stopped talking.

In Aliku's view, Jiang Yihong actually didn't want to give up Oman from the beginning, on the contrary, it was precisely because of Jiang Yihong's calmness and composure that he was able to put great psychological pressure on the hostile Hefeng Wei.

Otherwise, he actually only had two hundred true first-level spirit bows, how could he quickly stabilize the situation?

Although Aliku didn't understand why Puluo suddenly looked like he was poisoned, it must have something to do with Jiang Yihong's secret hand.

It is precisely because of Jiang Yihong's 'extreme' approach that he did not hesitate to 'shoot' the daughter of the patriarch in accordance with military law, in exchange for the current situation.

The confrontation came to an end, and as far as the eye could see, the flags in the lower part of the Zephyr were shattered, corpses were strewn strewn, and even the mounts were wailing.

"I'm willing to surrender!"

"I surrender!"

"Surrender!"

In an instant, the surviving captives surrendered.

Jiang Yihong knew that the foothold in the other world was the real test from this moment.

The next storm will be extremely violent.

Jiang Yihong said coldly and incoherently: "Those who surrender, hold their heads in their hands!"