"There is already a way to die!"

These five Zhang's betrayal sons were all vaguely aware of their own lives. Only by turning to the Luo Sect as soon as possible can one seize the chance and turn danger into safety.

Therefore, after a little discussion, the five people fled from the Qingzhou army with sixty or seventy confidants overnight and defected to a certain Luo Sect witch Zhu.

"Go away quickly."

"As General Liu dies, we will reveal General Hong's whereabouts. If it is exposed, the five horses will be dismembered!"

"Escape is death, and surrender is death. Instead of waiting for death, it is better to surrender to the Luo Sect early, and perhaps you can still win wealth and honor!"

"Yes, the Luo Cult does not know much about the Qingzhou Army. In the past few months, it has formed a deep feud for blood."

"As a military judge, I am quite familiar with the secrets of Qingyang ceremony, military system, and the list of lieutenants. Especially when it comes to Jiang Chen, if I sell it to Luo Sect, I will definitely make a big profit."

As the five people spoke, their ears moved slightly, and they all heard a sound of steps gradually approaching. They immediately ordered their confidants to pretend to be patrolling soldiers.

soon.

When Jiang Chen and Wei Anguo and military judge Feng Quan and forty-nine wilderness hunters arrive.

Five Zhang's rebel sons and dozens of confidants were already lined up in an orderly manner, taking particularly neat steps to patrol the fence on the east side.

If an ordinary captain saw him, he would definitely be amazed:

"The queue is neat and can be called elite!"

Unfortunately, their performance was just a charming look on the blind man. Jiang Chen had already seen the identities of everyone present through the sky eyes.

"Four hundred generals, plus a military judge, when did the patrol team have such luxurious configuration?" Jiang Chen smiled and stared at the sixty or seventy Qingzhou soldiers present: "Is it possible that there are evil demons of the Luo Cult appearing in the east of the camp?"

Dozens of rebel soldiers present were silent and did not know how to answer.

Only Judge Zhang took a step forward and was about to explain, but a statue of his mother was thrown at his feet.

Jiang Chen said calmly:

"Tread."

Judge Zhang Jun smiled embarrassedly and said in a pretentious way:

"General Jiang, what did you say?"

Jiang Chen stared at the man and said seriously: "Plain the puppet statue under your feet with force, and then spit a mouthful of saliva."

Judge Zhang raised his left leg, but his face was full of fear and his calves were trembling.

Then, a trace of ferocity appeared in his eyes. He suddenly took out a short knife from his arms, took two steps forward, and was about to assassinate Jiang Chen in front of everyone, roaring and roaring:

"Go to die!"

As soon as he said that, a wilderness hunter behind Jiang Chen had murderous intent, and raised his hand and had an arrow.

The next moment!

The arrow quickly pierced the judge Zhang's words and nailed him to the fence of the military camp in the rear. He had no time to say his last words and he had no rest.

Jiang Chen's face was plain, but he was admiring:

"The Luo Cult's method of controlling people is indeed extraordinary. If you believe my mother, you will not even dare to pretend."

The other four Zhang's rebel sons all felt cold in their hearts and rushed forward with despair on their faces, trying to pull one or two cushions before dying.

The remaining sixty or seventy rebel soldiers were also full of crazy faces, like trapped beasts, and still fighting to the death!

"ridiculous!"

Jiang Chen waved his hand, and the arrow fell like rain.
Chapter completed!