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Chapter three hundred and seventy seventh scissor wing(2/2)

The soldiers under his command responded with a loud bang.

The ten thousand people formation soon as the leader and deputy general looked at the remaining soldiers who were coldly sneering at the sword and shouted, "Brothers, Generals have ordered that chickens and dogs inside and outside the camp not leave any grass."

The soldiers of Huachao behind him were all excited and shouted, "The chicken and dog will not grow without leaving any grass."

kill"

kill"

At the same time, tens of thousands of people rode their horses in the shape of awls, aiming at the remaining soldiers on the opposite side and rushed away quickly.

One thousand remaining soldiers all showed determination on their faces, looking at the cavalry who was rolling like a torrent of water. A leading general shouted tragically, "War is not to fight or not to fight."

Fighting, everyone shouted in unison.

Then we will fight," Bai Jiang smiled and pulled out his long sword and shouted forward with a finger.

kill"

kill"

One and four thousand remaining soldiers rode their horses and rushed to the fire, as if Fei Hung was rushing towards the fire, and he was determined to do so.

It has nothing to do with justice and evil and has the courage to fight for life.

The fire surrounded the King of Thailand's tent. The burning heat in the tent was like gold paper. The hot temperature made him feel like he was in purgatory. The god of death was full of grin and his red tongue was stretched out with his blood-dropping red tongue licking his face.

Is there anyone who has happened to me?” The King of Thailand was panicked in the tent and looked around and knocked down the case and stool inside the tent from time to time, which made him stagger.

The shouts of killing outside the tent gradually became less and less, but the King of Thailand felt more and more frightened.

Chai Mengshan is over, will I die?

Fang Zheng, you are finally here. Are you like an all-encompassing evil spirit who won’t take my life away?

The tent had been lit. The cowhide covered on the tent was burned. After it was burned, the stench emitted an unpleasant stinking. The Thai king was fumbled on the carpet in the tent. Finally, he found a brocade stool. He staggered and sat on it and began to think calmly.

I can't die, I can't die

If you go out and surrender, Fang Zheng will have nothing to do if you surrender. You will be able to revenge this kind of revenge one day. I am a royal nobleman. Fang Zheng dares not kill me. I can save my life. Although my fourth brother is already an emperor, he is cowardly and kind, he will definitely not be able to kill me. Even if I imprison me for a lifetime, I will be much better than dying here like an ant.

After the calm, the King of Thailand smiled.

Surrender and retaliation are actually the same for survival and it is not embarrassing to do anything for survival.

Soon the King of Thailand made a decision.

I surrender, don't kill me, don't kill me, I am the King of Thailand." The King of Thailand rushed out of the fire camp with his head in his arms and groped in the grass soaked in dew. Hua Chao's cold sword, the King of Thailand smiled calmly without fear.

I am the King of Thailand Fang Zheng is looking for. I surrender to him. You can't kill me." The King of Thailand said calmly.

He was very confident that even if he had rebelled in China, he was still the emperor's brother. This made him feel safe at this moment.

Qin Chongce rode forward and looked at him, "You are the King of Thailand."

The former romantic prince is now blindfolded with white cloth and looks as haggard and desolate as if he is a scholar who has failed.

However, Qin Chong still recognized him from his facial features and outlines. He was indeed the King of Thailand.

I am the Thai King Fang Zheng who has been looking for through hardships. Now I surrender to him and ask the soldiers to escort me back to Beijing. I am willing to accept the punishment from the emperor." The Thai King tidied up his clothes and even showed a faint smile.

A little ruthlessness flashed quickly in Qin Chong's eyes. He stared at the corner of the King of Thailand's mouth and gently drew a brutal arc upward.

Swish”

The cold blade swept across the King of Thailand's neck and brought a few drops of blood.

The handsome face of the Thai king froze in disbelief. He subconsciously covered a nearly invisible red line on his neck with both hands. Then the red line became wider and wider, and the bright red blood kept gushing out of the wound like a fountain.

The King of Thailand covered his throat tightly, and his strength seemed to be squeezed in an instant. His legs became weak and he couldn't help but kneel on the wet grass. His throat sounded like a leak of wind. His lips squirmed a few times as if he wanted to ask Qin Chong why he wanted to kill him.

Qin Chong looked coldly at the struggled body of the Thai king and rode on the horse and said lightly, "Why would we, who are going to escape from Mochu's pursuit, lead a blind man to pull our hind legs. His Highness Fang Wushuai said you must die."

I ended up like the prince. The fate of the royal brothers is really as magical as the cycle of reincarnation.

The King of Thailand tried hard to pull the corner of his mouth to show a smile, but unfortunately he failed to sway for a few times and finally fell heavily on the grass without any rest.

Qin Chong turned his head and never looked at the body of the King of Thailand again and shouted loudly. The soldiers swept away the remaining enemies, Mochu's reinforcements were about to arrive, and we should hurry up and hurry up."
Chapter completed!
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