Ross, the thief leader, is not a fool either. He had already jumped and cursed when he saw the encirclement a little chaotic.

"Damn it! How did they command? Didn't I tell them to fight in close combat immediately after surrounding them? As long as they entangle the cavalry and don't let them charge, victory will be ours!"

"Damn it! They are going to rush! You guys, hurry up! Take me people up and chase me immediately, don't be afraid of losing people! After becoming a noble, are you still afraid of nothing?"

Ross shouted at the leader beside him.

The leaders also understood that this was a critical moment, and immediately shouted and led their men over the fence and rushed towards the slowly running guards.

Ross paved back and forth anxiously.

"Damn it, if it weren't for the lack of time, I would have dug a pit in front of the fence, so how could it be that they would turn over!"

Ross had high expectations for his subordinates, and his subordinates were worthy of him. He just ignored his life and attacked the personal guards. Unfortunately, the personal guards ran first and began to accelerate as the two brigades opened up space.

Once the personal guards run, the thieves and infantry around them are not enough to see them!

The cavalry, who was full of anger, killed the thieves and cried to their parents. The formation, which was already a little messy by An Yong and Zhou Ming, was immediately scattered by the cavalry.

The most terrifying thing is that the thieves who were abused by the personal guards heard the sound of horse hooves and shouts of killing from behind, and looked back!

A group of cavalry were showing their swords that were shining with cold light at them!

Although the cavalry behind them were only hundreds of, the thieves who were fighting with their momentum were immediately scattered like an ant nest that was stabbed.

When the squadron leader led his team to the vicinity of the battlefield, the scene in front of him almost made him feel terrified.

The flag of the Imperial Marshal was surrounded by dense thieves. If he hadn't seen the besieged Marshal's personal guards struggling to rush around in the circle, he would have fainted on the spot.

Seeing that the situation was critical and the marshal's flag was still there, the squadron leader did not consider whether those who had experienced a death fight could continue to fight. He directly drew his sword and shouted: "Go up! Rescue the marshal!"

He rushed out the first time.

Perhaps except Zhao Hu, everyone present wanted to rescue the marshal immediately, so there was no doubt that more than 200 remaining soldiers rushed towards the thieves at the same time!

The squadron leader and others who thought there was a death fight were surprised to find that these thieves were already scared and would scatter wherever they rushed. When they encountered a little resistance, they would cut off a few of them and flee in scatter.

Compared to fighting on the field, this battle is simply easier than eating.

Seeing this scene, the originally tired guards immediately shouted everywhere in high spirits.

The personal guards who were originally rushing around and hoping to break through the encirclement, when they saw reinforcements arrive, they were so motivated and bravely chopping and killing.

The thief, who had already been a little dispersed, immediately fled completely when he found that the two deputy commanders were gone.

Unfortunately, this excellent ambush has become an obstacle to their escape!

The exit of the valley was blocked by the cavalry where Zhao Hu was located, and a large number of people escaped and could only climb up the hillsides on both sides.

Marshal Tra, who was covered by cavalry and rushed out of the valley entrance, immediately waved his sword and ordered: "The whole army turned around, guarded the valley entrance, and attacked inward! Kill!"

The cavalry that rushed out suddenly turned around and roared, chasing the thieves who were scattered and fleeing!

This is already a wonderful time to reap the military achievements. All the personal guards and cavalry departments are in high spirits and are chasing the thieves who want to use their limbs.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Ross paused hard, and without saying a word, he turned around and left with a few confidants.

He left the battlefield and said to himself with annoyance: "Damn it, I'm going to spend another amount of money to reorganize the thieves."

Speaking of this, he touched his arms and muttered, "Or should I change my name? This is a good way. At least I don't have to return the collateral to them. If I have that gold coin, I won't be a thief..."

Suddenly, a few screams woke Rose up who was thinking.

He was shocked to find that in an instant, the few confidants who were following him were shot into hedgehogs by bows and arrows!

Seeing dozens of archers appearing in front of him, Rose's forehead leaped straight, because the two people surrounded by these archers were his deputy commander.

Ross yelled with gritted teeth: "No wonder the troops blocking Tra's suddenly became chaotic. It turned out that you did it! Why didn't I think you would be the Imperial spies?"

An Yong and Zhou Ming took off their masks at the same time and showed their faces. Ross was shocked.

After these two deputy commanders joined the thieves, they never took off their masks. Now they let themselves see their true faces. The reason is self-evident.

Zhou Ming smiled softly: "Captain, you guessed it wrong. We are not shitty imperial spies."

"Who are you?" Ross asked subconsciously.

No one answered, but An Yong shouted: "Don't let Roryu, hand over the things!"

Ross raised his brow and asked, "What?"

"Jade Seal, hand over the jade seal!" An Yong continued to roar.

"What jade seal? I'm not an emperor, I don't have a jade seal!" Ross said quickly.

"Tsk tsk, don't pretend. We know very well that the jade seal is in your arms. If you don't hand it over, we will take it ourselves!" Zhou Ming, who was standing next to him with his arms, stretched out a finger and swayed leisurely.

Ross, who knew he could not escape, said furiously: "Damn it! This is their collateral. Aren't you afraid of being chased by them?"

An Yong grinned: "Hehe, why did we wear masks until we have been wearing masks? There are two masked corpses on the battlefield now. Apart from you, who knows that we have taken their collateral? Maybe the target they suspected will be placed on the Marshal's personal guard? Or, if you let you die without a trace, will they look for you all over the world?"

"Damn it! You guys had plans in the morning!" Ross yelled. According to this statement, he was really going to take the blame.

"Hehe, we have a premeditation, but the jade seal is just an unexpected harvest. Thanks to you, we have made a great contribution." Zhou Ming said with a smile.

"Make it? There is someone behind you!" Ross said in surprise.

An Yong's face changed: "Nonsense! Do you want to hand over it? If you don't hand over it, I will..." As he said that, he raised his hand, and the dozens of archers immediately prepared to shoot.

Ross took out a square object in a yellow cloth bag from his arms and shouted with a ferocious look on his face: "Everyone beat me apart, let me destroy it!" He lifted it up and threw it hard on the ground!

An arrow flashed past, and the arrow passed through the upper end of the cloth bag and was nailed to the ground. The cloth bag was hanging one foot away from the ground and wandering around.

Ross looked at Zhou Ming, who was holding the longbow with a look of ease, then he screamed and rushed towards the yellow cloth bag, but was kicked away by An Yong who had already rushed up. Several men who put down their bows and arrows and pulled out their swords immediately pressed him to death.

An Yong carefully placed the cloth bag on the ground, and when Zhou Ming waved his hand, the archers immediately alerted the outside. The two squatted in the middle, looking at the yellow cloth bag with excitement on their faces.

Zhou Ming whispered softly, "Look at what?"

"Of course, wouldn't it be bad if it's fake?" An Yong nodded while untiing the cloth bag with his slightly trembling hands.

After looking at the things in the cloth bag for a while, An Yong asked hesitantly: "Is this thing true or false?"

Zhou Ming said in an uncertain tone: "It should be true, right?"

An Yong grabbed his head: "This thing has been sinking for hundreds of years, and no one has seen it. Who knows if it is true, let the adults confirm it?"

"Well, let it be left to the adults. Even if it is fake, it doesn't matter. We don't have much effort anyway." Zhou Ming nodded.

An Yong suddenly laughed: "Hey, if it is true, wouldn't it be wonderful? We can work hard for many years!"

Zhou Ming said angrily: "Don't fantasize anymore. This thing is only useful to the ambitions of the three major priests. It would be better to sell it for money. With those tens of millions of gold coins, our tribe members can flourish."

"Well, I'm really looking forward to that moment." An Yong looked revered.

A voice suddenly destroyed the atmosphere: "Please, please spare my life, I am willing to donate all my treasures!" Rose, who found himself almost finished, begged for mercy eagerly.

"Hehe, sorry, Commander, we have already mastered the treasures you have hidden, and if you don't disappear, who will attract their target?" Zhou Ming said with a silence.

An Yong, who was disturbed, rushed up angrily and knocked him unconscious.

After cleaning up the scene, An Yong and Zhou Ming left the place with archers and several corpses.

"Okay, stop the troops!" Tra couldn't help but nodded and let the soldiers blew up their horns when they saw the thief dead, grabbed them, and fled.

The guards were excitedly searching for military merits and wealth. You should know that these thieves who were captured alive cannot redeem themselves, and no one paid the ransom for them, so they could only be sold as slaves. The money sold was the extra money of their own participants.
Chapter completed!