Chapter 1277 (1/2)

When I woke up the next day to count the number, there were only 2000 soldiers left.

From the vast 2W people to the sighing 2000 people, this trip seems doomed to failure.

But ye Ziheng has a headache, because according to his calculation, it will take at least three months to reach his destination at their speed. Now it's only one and a half months, and there's still one and a half months to go. If we go on like this, all the people are scattered. Maybe we don't even go on the way, then his plan will become useless.

So that night, ye Ziheng decided to start his next step.

At night, a group of more than 500 soldiers took off their armor and put on ordinary clothes. They were about to leave when a figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

Dressed in a white suit and holding a long sword, the man looked familiar with a cold light in his eyes.

”Ye Ziheng!”

At this time, a soldier and pointing to the boy in white shouted.

Ye Ziheng shows a faint smile.

”That's right, but there's no reward!”

Saying that, he took out a long sword and stabbed the man's head directly. Even if the man's head burst open, blood and brains mixed together into a pool of mud and clapped on several people around him. All of them suddenly woke up from surprise.

”Here comes ye Ziheng! Here comes ye Ziheng! ”

With the sound of the cry, almost all the people in the tent ran out..