Miserable Subordinate General
Chapter 12:Miserable Subordinate General
At present, Yang End and shawl hanging up, riding a red mane horse under the crotum, holding a green dragon garrison in the palm, leading the 10,000 Qin army to set off!
Can not do the tea kung fu, the fire of the heart, the heat wave is compelling.
Chen Hu, with less than two thousand people, stumbled and escaped from the other side of the forest, and some people have been trapped by the fire, but there is no chance to escape alive.
"General, I--" Chen Hu could not say bitterly in his heart, was burned with black charcoal, and even the eyebrows on the left eye were burned half.
"Damn loose hair, a little Mars is a fire, want to put out can not do ah!" Yang End and sighed, suddenly opened his eyes, homely raised the hand of the green dragon to Chen Hu a bang, a good man's head flew!
In his heart, it is determined that Chen Hu has neglected his duties, otherwise, you are hiding in the woods, it is dark, how can people rob the camp, how can you find you?
Poor Chen Hu, the name of the dead on his back.
“General, save me!”
“Save me!”
In the fire, someone was screaming, and the air began to fill a strange smell of human flesh being roasted.
Yang End and lay down for a breath, closed their eyes, "Brothers, it is my Yang End and improper use, I am sorry for you!
“Bitch—”
A sound of a bow pull!
"The pain of the brothers!" said Yang End and turning the horse's head, it was really impatient to look down.
“Oh—”
Immediately afterwards, a dense sound of arrows bursting, and in the sea of fire, the sounds of howling suddenly stopped.
More than 12,000 soldiers bowed their heads and followed Yang End and behind.Yang Tan and looked at Chen Hu, and the remaining two thousand soldiers, grudgingly smiled, "Fortunately there is no wind tonight, otherwise, none of you will survive."
Seeing Yang's grudging smile on his face, some generals came forward and asked, "General, what should we do now?"
Yang Tan and took a deep breath, controlled their emotions, said: "Now to sneak attack Liaodong City is certainly not enough, Mengtao must have been prepared, we now go back to rectify and rest, after this fire, Meng Cai will not be in a light move, tomorrow noon, I want to take Liaodong City!
“No!”
The Ministry will have to order, and begin to mobilize the army back to the camp.
However, just when Yang End and decided that Meng Cai would not come to the camp again, Fusu came with Meng Cai and Guanyu!
"Who is that in front of him!" Lu Zhi, who was retreating, suddenly saw a dense figure on his back road, and was startled, thinking that Yang Jun had copied his back road.
"Lu Zhishen, do you see who I am?" Fu Su immediately, with a cheerful smile.
“Oh, son, why are you here too?” he grinned.
Fusu's eyes flashed cold light, "this evening, Yang End and 30,000 troops will be destroyed, Lu Zhishen, turn the troops, the rear team into the front team, slow down the pace of the march, half an hour later, I want to step on the army camp, sword cut Yang End and."
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