“Get out of here!”

A sudden sound of horse hooves sounded.

The blood-stained Feng Lingwei came with a golden phoenix flag in hand, and the carriage led by Ruo Ao Ziyan was guarding the first to return to the camp. The leading man shouted loudly, "We are the guard Feng Lingwei of the Grand Marshal. The Grand Marshal is seriously injured. We escort the Grand Marshal back to the camp!"

"Open the gate immediately!"

After a while, someone quickly walked out with a torch to illuminate the person, revealing a numb and dark-skinned face and asked mechanically, "Is there a great man's talisman?"

Under the faint fire light, Jiang Liu rode his horse first and showed off Ruo Ao Ziyan's talisman, "The talisman is here!"

The defenders looked at Jiang Liu's people, their eyes flickered and the canopy carriage that was escorted behind him. They reached out to take Fu Jie and took it. They waved their halberd, "Open the gate and welcome the commander!"

Nearly two hundred defenders stood solemnly on both sides, and quickly opened the gate. Behind the gate was a camp with dim lights, which was difficult for even patrolling soldiers to see.

Jiang Liu frowned slightly.

He pressed his hand quietly on the hilt of the sword. All the Feng Linggu behind him held the weapons in his hand with a serious expression, slowly waved the whip and walked into the camp, and the canopy carriage in it slowly followed closely behind.

Just after the carriage entered the camp, the defenders suddenly stabbed them with their halberds, and the archers lying in the ambush behind bounced from the ground, bent their bows and shot arrows.

"kill!"

"There are assassins! Protect the Grandmaster!"

In the crowd, Jiang Liu shouted loudly, waved his sword and picked out the long halberd that was stabbed, and all the Fengling Guards quickly stepped forward to meet the enemy.

"Kill Ruo Ao Ziyan!"

The black slave in the guard uniform took the lead in lifting an arrow and rushed towards the carriage, shouting, "We can complete the task!"

But as they approached the carriage, blood lines suddenly soared into the sky. Ten archers held bows and arrows in their hands and lifted open the curtains. The door curtains were half kneeling in the carriage, and raised the arrows to aim at the dead soldiers running outside the carriage. The Feng Lingwei, who was near the carriage, also drew his sword and cut off the heads of the people at the same time.

The two hundred dead soldiers rushed up fell in front of the camp in just a moment, with bodies emerging from the mountain. Jiang Liu led people to search for the clans.

Ah Liu and the others were rushed forward again to clean up the bodies. Have all the slaves seen thousands of slaves die overnight? Some even slept in a tent?

Although someone told them that these were assassins, facing Feng Lingwei's sword still dripping with blood, everyone said in a panic, "Ah Liu, why don't we run away... It seems that today the commander was seriously injured and we were unable to take good care of him. He would definitely be punished or even beaten to death."

Ah Liu looked at Hu Zi and shook his head when he heard this, "No, if we escape, we will be even more unreasonable!"

But some of Hu Zi and the others couldn't help but escape secretly, and were slashed and killed by Feng Lingwei who was caught up on the spot.

Mao Ba was about to stop him, and he looked at Qingpu angrily, carrying a dead slave to throw it on the ground, took people out, pointed at Ah Liu and the others behind him and said again: "Catch them all!"

"Why arrest us again?"

Ah Liu couldn't help but ask loudly when he saw several companions die.

Hu Zi also opened his eyes wide in fear. Fortunately, Ah Liu grabbed him at the last moment, otherwise he would have become one of those corpses.

Mao Ba stepped forward to negotiate, "Qingpu, you said you wanted to hand them over to the prince-consort to deal with it, why did you want to kill someone again?"

"that is!"

Ah Liu looked at the death of his brothers on the ground, and his eyes were swollen and shouted, "Why do you deserve to kill people?... We are hungry and support you to fight in front of you and make achievements. We just want to go back alive. Just a small request is not enough?"

"Why are you still guarding us, catching and killing us?"

Hu Zi wanted to dissuade him, but all the slaves choked and shouted in unison, "Why?!..."

"Isn't it a death sentence for you to take care of the war horses because you are injured in the general? Now you still want to escape from the chaos. If you are more guilty, shouldn't you be killed?"

Qingpu said in a cold voice as he looked at the crowds of slaves who were timid and cowardly.

"We have so many slaves, even a beast is worse than that!"

"What should I beg them to do?"

"Everyone depends on his ability!"

...

I don’t know who took the lead and said, “A stone stirred up a lot of waves and hit the hearts of all slaves. The slaves immediately roared together.

"Stop it all!"

After hearing this, Mao Ba immediately took the lead in stopping Ah Liu and the others who were angry, "You can't riot! You must not!"

"Then we have to sit and wait for death like them?"

"Are you waiting to die?"

Ah Liu looked at him pointing at the large number of dead slaves on the ground and asked, "Since you can't take us back, we will go back by ourselves!"

"Yes, let's go back by ourselves!"

"We have so many people, can't we go back?"

All the slaves, even Ah Liu and Hu Zi, said angrily, and after they finished speaking, they picked up the wooden sticks they could find or resisted with bare hands.

Qingpu's eyes turned cold and he said in a deep voice: "Okay, since I'm looking for death, I'll help you!"

"Kill them!"

With a command, hundreds of archers picked up the bows and arrows neatly, shot them away, and took their lives without mercy. In an instant, wailing sounds were everywhere, and the slaves who rushed up without any protection were screaming and fell to the ground one by one.

"Qingpu, if you don't stop, I'm not polite!"

Seeing this, Mao Ba held the sword tightly, and the scabbard sword hit the Feng Lingwei who killed slaves heavily, removed the weapons from their hands, and shouted angrily.

"Are you going to be polite, or be with them?"

Qingpu raised his eyebrows and looked at him coldly, lifting the sword in his hand little by little, pointing at Mao Ba.

Jiang Liu saw the two of them draw their swords toward each other and spoke out to stop them, "Qingpu, stop quickly and don't make things worse, it won't end then!"

"It's not a good ending, I think it's him!"

Qingpu pointed at Mao Ba with a sword, "I have repeatedly spyed on military information, but now I have been openly against us for a few escaped slaves!"

Jiang Liu grabbed Mao Ba and nodded, "Yes, Qingpu and I are just implementing the military order of the young master to find and eliminate all the slaves hiding in the military camp. And you should persuade these slaves to stop the situation from escalating. At that time, they will only suffer!"

"He never treats us as his own people, and is always on guard against us. We endure all this! But this is how he found out the details. Whether it is good or bad, we Huang Yuwei will not allow it!"

Mao Ba pulled his sword and refused, "If he refused to stop, even if I die today, I will stop him!"

After the words came, he was as thin as a monkey, and quickly rushed up, and the sharp blade was unsheathed from his waist. Qingpu was not showing any weakness. The two of them "touched" at the same time, kicked each other on the shoulder, rolled to the ground, then quickly turned over, swept out again, and threw each other to the ground.

"You two, stop me, have you heard it?"

Jiang Liu shouted, but the Fengling Guards and Huangyu Guards behind them all joined the melee, and the camp was in chaos for a while, and it was not something he could stop.

I don't know how long this melee lasted. In the night, two teams of people were approaching from different directions, from different directions, with the sound of horse hooves and ruts coming here.

“What are you doing?!”

A cold shout suddenly sounded from behind, leaving everyone who was originally fighting on the spot.

As the tall and tall figure approached, the whip he held in his hand ruthlessly whipped their backs. Even Qingpu, Mao Ba, Jiang Liu and others were whipped hard.

But in the night, no one dared to have any objection except for the muffled groans one after another.

A long row of torches illuminated the face of the person. All the slaves did not feel warm, but felt cold on their backs.

I don’t know who was the first to throw the snatched sword and halberd, then knelt down and beg for mercy... There were ones and two, and everyone bowed like a tide, kneeling down to face the men surrounded by the army and gradually stepped forward.

The young man standing tall on the chariot was like an emperor in the dark night, looking down on his eyes and indifferently patrolling each of them the trembling backs.

Qingpu wanted to explain, but Ruo Ao Ziyan looked at him coldly and said in a cold voice, "At this time, I don't want to hear any explanation from you!"

One sentence made him shut up, then his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he fell on Jiang Liu, who had not joined the melee, and said in a desperate attempt, "Jiang Liu, say!"

"yes!"

Jiang Liu bowed in front of Qingpu's cold gaze and replied truthfully, "Young Master ordered me to come back first to clean up the camp to make it safe. But after the claws were cleaned up, a few slaves wanted to escape while the chaos was in trouble, so Qingpu dealt with it with military law, which triggered another burst of slaves. Mao Ba wanted to dissuade both sides, but in the end the two of them... also fought!"

"Nothing!"

Then, when Sun Hou, who came forward, heard this, he held a long halberd with a heavy pillar in his hand, and shouted loudly, "Tie the two of them for me, and let them fall together!"

"yes!"

Someone from the Iron Guards stepped forward.

Mao Ba and Qingpu, who were covered in wounds, each had their eyes collided, and then snorted heavily. They were pressed heavily to the ground by the Iron Guards and tied up.

Jiang Liu pointed to all the assassin death warriors they caught on the ground and asked, "Young Master, marquis, all the assassins have been captured now. Will they be executed directly?!"

"Take the coach to the tent, I will interrogate him personally!"

Leaving this sentence, Ruo Ziyan ordered people to drive into the camp. Behind the carriage, he dragged a BMW with several arrows into the body with a wooden carriage, making a slight neighing sound. All the dead soldiers felt that their fate might not be as good as the horse.

...

"Say, do you still have a party?"

In the tent of the commander, Jiang Liu whipped with a whip in front of Sun Hou, Ruo Ao Ziyan and other major soldiers, and his flesh and blood were blooming. "Otherwise, these whips would not have been the matter."

"If you want to kill or cut, you will be punished!"

The black slave and others, covered in blood, were knocked to the ground, tied their hands, and looked like they were allowed to kill them, "But we should speak, don't think about it!" After the words, they were about to bite their tongue and commit suicide.

However, Feng Lingwei beside him quickly and forcefully landed on the ground to remove his chin, "It's not that easy to die!"
To be continued...