Chapter 1811 (1/2)
Gong Jue spoke.
The voice is still hoarse, deep and vicissitudes that make it difficult to connect with the former commander-in-chief of the armed forces: ”there is no need to cover. Go straight out. Wu Tianxiong's men are responsible for committing crimes in this army. Wu Tianxiong's son of a bitch is driving ahead of him. His men dare not act rashly. ”
The implication was that he had confidence in the veterans he had brought up with his own hands. He believed that they would never do such things to humiliate women, let alone prevent them from going out.
Wu Tianxiong's men are the only ones to stop them!
Gu Qiqi, who is arrogant and awkward, can't you just say ”Laozi believes Laozi's soldiers”? Or do you just raise your arms, show your identity, and let the veterans give you a green light?
It's so hard to admit that you are the palace Baron?
It seems to have sensed Gu Qiqi's mood, palace Jue pulled the wind cap, side over the face.
As the palace prince said, when the women came out of the camp, they immediately attracted the attention of the soldiers.
However, when the veterans who came out of the camp found that it was the women who wanted to escape, they thought that they didn't see the same thing. They went back to the camp without saying a word. Even, they closed the door and closed the door, just as if it hadn't happened.
As soon as some recruits came out, they would scream and rush to catch them.
As a result, he was easily defeated by his mercenaries.
Or to see Wu Tianxiong escorted in front, one by one like a shrinking turtle, no longer dare to appear.
Smoothly out of the camp of 2000 people, a line of people are elated, not chic!
After a night's rush back to the village, the women gathered the corpses of their relatives with tears in their eyes.
Gu Qiqi and his sister-in-law came to their small yard at the end of the village.
As soon as she entered the courtyard, the daughter-in-law would stagger and climb to her twin children. She would hold the children who had lost their body temperature and wail!
The young girl ran to the body heap: ”brother! mom! Uncle...! ”