Zeng Xiaoyu rushed into Mei Town with a swagger, but was stopped as soon as he reached the intersection.

"I am General Wu's subordinate, and I want to see you Lord Three Lord Xiaojun!"

The person who blocked the road couldn't understand what he was saying, so he saw him alone and took a big knife around his neck.

Wei Dezhu and others on the mountain were all worried, and Mr. Li said anxiously, "Is the little guy just in here? Can you come out alive?"

In fact, no one was sure of this question. Wei Dezhu said in a deep voice, "I believe in Xiaoyu!"

Zeng Xiaoyu is betting on his life.

What he bet on is the greed of the green-haired ghost!

Mikami Xiaojun was very surprised by his arrival. Although the two had met, they were in the dark after all, and their facial features were not clearly visible. However, he was very familiar with the dog-beating stick in Zeng Xiaoyu's hand.

"What's the matter with me?"

Zeng Xiaoyu said, "General Wu asked me to tell you that another batch of food and grass has arrived on the mountain. Do you want it?"

Mikami Xiaojun frowned and asked, "Of course the more food and grass, the better. What are the conditions?"

Zeng Xiaoyu thought to himself that this short winter gourd was not stupid and said, "There is only one condition, you quit Mei Town."

The map tells him that Mei Town is a must-pass place from Wujun to the eastern front line.

Mikami Xiaojun shook his head and said, "Impossible!"

Zeng Xiaoyu said, "If you don't withdraw, the food and grass will be lost here. The government army will come here sooner or later. At that time, we will definitely be involved in General Wu. Mei Town is so small that you can't defend it."

Mikami Xiaojun sneered, "It is precisely because this place is not big, so we don't need too many people, so you General Wu doesn't have to worry about it."

Zeng Xiaoyu shook his head, "How long can the food I gave you tonight be eaten? You still have to leave without food. As long as you withdraw from Mei Town, our General Wu will give you food regularly."

"Why should I trust you?"

"Because I am General Wu's man."

Mikami Xiaojun stared at him for a long time, "I can't make the decision on this matter, I want to ask Xiaohe Dajun."

Xiaohe Dajun is a short and fat old man. He stared at Zeng Xiaoyu with his small eyes and looked again and again, "Why did General Wu do this?"

Zeng Xiaoyu said, "General Wu and General Jiang are in a bad relationship, you should also know that as long as you stay on land for one more day, General Jiang will not be able to get rid of the crime of unfavorable coastal defense."

Xiaohe Masahira grinned, "Interesting! How many cars and horses are there this time?"

Zeng Xiaoyu stretched out five fingers, "Five hundred vehicles!"

Sanshang Xiaojun and Xiaohe Dajun were overjoyed at the same time. Sanshang Xiaojun said, "Master, we only have more than 300 people, what should we do?"

Zeng Xiaoyu said, "Don't worry, I have a way. All of you take off your coat and go out with me. As long as you enter the convoy, the rest will be yours."

Xiaohe Masaru frowned and thought for a while and said, "Get together!"

More than three hundred green-haired dwarf winter melons stood neatly together, and Xiaohe Dajun whispered loudly, "Tonight, we will welcome another gift from the people of Dongzhou, five hundred trucks of food!"

The green-haired ghosts cheered.

Xiaohe Maharaja raised his hands and the cheers stopped. "Please let the messenger of Dongzhou tell you about his detailed plan."

Zeng Xiaoyu took two steps forward, "My plan is like this..." He turned around suddenly, threw it out with a scream, and hit Xiaohe Dajun's head with a snap. Before Xiaohe Dajun could react, his fat head broke into a bun like a watermelon.

Everyone was stunned.

Zeng Xiaoyu turned his head and swept over Sanshang Xiaojun's neck. With a thud, Sanshang Xiaojun's head flew out.

"Your Grandpa Xiaoyu is here!" Zeng Xiaoyu succeeded, shouted and rushed into the green hair group, and the dog beater made a sound. In the blink of an eye, two more people were smashed into the head by him.

The green-haired ghosts reacted and pulled out their waist knives, yelling at him and surrounding him.

Zeng Xiaoyu waved his big stick as if he had entered a state of no one. The green-haired ghost's big sword was less than half as long as his stick, and it was impossible to get close to his body.

Wei Dezhu and others on the mountain shouted "kill" when they saw it, and more than 200 people rushed down the mountain like a tide.

Li Yan also wanted to run down the mountain, but he took a look at Mr. Li and stopped helplessly.

Zeng Xiaoyu knew that the more than 200 people on his side had no practical experience at all, and rushed up to die, so he had already told Wei Dezhu and others in advance to run around and not to widen the distance, just let the green-haired ghost escape. If the green-haired ghost dares to rush out, then bully the fewer ones and fight in groups!

There are really few people who dare to come up with one-on-one fight, but there is no need to teach a group fight!

It may be fine for others to just watch but not beat him, but it is a bit difficult for Wei Dezhu and Wang Xi! Seeing Zeng Xiaoyu waving his big stick and chasing the green-haired ghost in a lively manner, Wang Xi shouted, "I'll come!" He rushed forward with a big knife.

Zeng Xiaoyu was too fierce and died when he hit the dog stick. He was simply a plague god. In the blink of an eye, more than one hundred people fell under his stick. The morale of the green-haired ghost quickly collapsed and he began to rush out with a life-threatening situation.

Zeng Xiaoyu shouted, "Be careful of your feet!"

The green-haired ghost is not tall and specializes in the lower plate. This method is useless for Zeng Xiaoyu who cannot get close to him. However, it is difficult for ordinary soldiers who use swords to deal with it, not to mention that there are no new recruits without any experience.

Although there is an advantage in terms of number of people, facing the green-haired ghost's desperate attack, people soon could not stand it, and more people were injured in the calf.

Zeng Xiaoyu said anxiously, "Don't let them get close!"

The best teacher in practice. After the recruits suffered losses, they quickly found a way to deal with them. Since the green-haired ghost likes to pull down, they will chop the big blade upright and go around the person behind them and then go horizontally. In this way, the passive situation will quickly reverse.

Zeng Xiaoyu laughed loudly, it seems that people from Dongzhou are not stupid!

The battle was approaching its end quickly, and there were less than ten green-haired ghosts who could maintain a standing posture. Facing the fierce recruits, they simply threw their swords and knelt down.

Surrender? Wei Dezhu chopped over seven or eight people, and the arrow wound on his leg burst out, blood flowed, but he didn't blink and looked at Zeng Xiaoyu, "Xiaoyu, they don't want to fight anymore."

Zeng Xiaoyu curled his lips and said, "Want to be a prisoner of war? Do we have any extra food for them to eat?"

"No!" The recruits spoke in unison.

"Okay!" Zeng Xiaoyu looked at the people around him, "Who has never seen any blood on his knife, come and try it!"

"I'll do it!" A recruit was stabbed in the leg, gritted his teeth and came closer, raised his sword and slashed it hard. Screams came, and the green-haired ghost blood splattered on the spot.

"Leave one for me!"

"And me!"

...

A few green-haired ghosts were not enough. The people who were not on the wheel felt unsatisfied and started chopping randomly on the dead green-haired ghost.
Chapter completed!