Chapter 2183 Twenty thousand horses

"You mean there are masters who can arrange troops in the Jiugong Camp?" Wang Jun narrowed his eyes and looked at Songming in confusion.

"The person in charge of the camp is Li Weiguo, he is a veteran and should know some methods."

Songming nodded uncertainly and added: "Later, another guy named Hai Shenwei came. He now uses cars as a bunker to block various places in the county town, and then he hides behind the bunker to attack, trying to use such means to fight against the Red Army Jin."

"So that's it. It seems that there are really experts here!" Wang Jun smiled suddenly: "It's a pity that in front of my army, they are just mantis chariots!"

"Young Marshal, you must be careful. The power of the sea god is very strange. The guards arranged can often accidentally kill people invisibly." Song Ming reminded kindly.

"Hmph! Are I afraid of these trash? I am the top 100 contestant in the martial arts country competition. I have never heard of who the Sea God Power is."

Wang Jun snorted coldly and said with murderous aura: "Since there are only one thousand people in the Nine Palace Camp, no matter what conspiracy they have, they will be vulnerable to my tens of thousands of troops."

"Ten thousand troops?" Song Ming and others changed their faces and looked at Wang Jun in shock.

"Haha, it is the wisest decision for you to surrender."

The vulgar young man looked at Songming and others with a sneer: "When we received the news, Jun Shao personally led 10,000 people from the martial arts city, and also organized a lot of Red Turban Army mobilization personnel along the way. Now the number of people on our side is close to 20,000, and one person can drown everyone in the Jiugong Camp with a spit."

"It's so lucky to have so many people!" Hearing this, Song Ming and others couldn't help but wipe their cold sweat. Fortunately, they surrendered, otherwise they would definitely die!

At the same time, Songming couldn't help but get excited. In the face of such a powerful Red Turban Army, Li Weiguo, Hai Shenwei, Sima Lingshan and others would definitely be crushed into powder, and he would also be able to let out a strong anger.

Especially the power of the Sea God killed Songming's younger brother, so that Songming wanted to swallow him alive. Now he finally has the hope of seeing that guy suffer retribution.

"The strength of the Nine Palace Camp is vulnerable. Let's talk about how much supplies there are here!"

Wang Jun crossed his legs and sneered: "It would be unworthy if so many people were sent out, if those Nine Palace Camps had no gains at all."

"Report to the Young Marshal, there are a lot of supplies in the Jiugong Camp. Li Weiguo and the others use trucks to pull things back every day, which is enough for tens of thousands of people to eat for several days."

Songming quickly spoke, his eyes rolled and he smiled wickedly: "The most important thing is that there are many women and beauties in the Jiugong Camp. A few days ago, a group of college students came, and the girls inside were all very beautiful."

"This is good news!" Hearing this, Wang Jun's eyes lit up: "After sending the order, everyone gathered for an hour, the whole group directly entered the county town to avenge the brothers of the Red Turban Army who had sacrificed before. As for the supplies and women in the Nine Palace Camp, whoever got the snatched it would be. Those who were slow to move could only blame themselves for being incompetent."

"Mr. Jun, do we want to plan?" The despicable young man quickly reminded.

"What else can I plan in front of my 10,000 troops? We will attack directly and let them see what will happen if they offend the Red Turban Army."

Wang Jun waved his hand indifferently and surrounded the Jiugong Camp with more than ten times more troops. In his opinion, it was a piece of cake.

"That's right! What should these surrendered guys deal with?" The despicable young man looked at Songming in a moving manner regardless of his bad intentions.

"Hmph! I guess they also have the blood of my Red Turban Army in their hands. I will detain them first, and after destroying the Nine Palace Camp, they will be executed and blood will be sacrificed to our sacrificed soldiers." Wang Jun ordered with murderous aura.

"Ah! No, you said that the surrenders would not kill them, why should we kill us?"

When he heard this, Song Ming and others screamed, but they didn't even have a plan to resist and were knocked to the ground.

"Why is this happening? You don't trust!" Song Ming lay on the ground, staring at Wang Jun without daring.

"Credit? Who told you about your credit these days? If you can betray your companions today, you will also betray me tomorrow. I won't keep you garbage."

Wang Jun smiled coldly and looked at Chongming in disgust: "Thank you for your information. After you lose the Jiugong Camp, I will send you to the West."

"Shameless, bastard..." Songming cursed angrily, never dreaming that this would be the result. It would have been better not to surrender if I had known it.

Seeing Songming cursing, the surrounding Red Turban Army went up and punched and kicked, then dragged Songming and others out like a dog, tied them to wooden stakes near the tent, waiting to finally execute them.

Half an hour passed.

The Red Turban Army poured into the county town from all directions. The dense scenes were extremely terrifying. With the shouts and roars, it seemed as terrifying as if it was about to flatten Jiugong County.

The crowd in the camp had already scattered, and guns and ammunition were distributed as soon as possible. Sima Lingxian led personnel with guns into the sniper position, while the others were divided into groups, holding various weapons, and even holding hoes and sickles that could cut people.

Of course, not everyone is willing to participate in the war. People who have been in poor health and weak strength have quietly retreated to the innermost safety of the camp. They have no way to participate in the battle and can only wait for the final choice of fate.

As the second in command of the camp, Li Weijun chose to hide with the elderly, weak, sick and disabled people, and refused to join the war.

Facing Li Weijun's choice, Li Weiguo was very disappointed, but he did not stop him. It was really useless to treat this younger brother, and being a coward was better than surrendering to the Red Turban Army.

Xia Yu arranged for every person who participated in the battle in a calm manner, some children and women who were afraid of being trembling but still did not retreat. Xia Yu would walk up and pat their shoulders, giving silent encouragement and comfort.

Now that the enemy has attacked, Xia Yu must use the combat power that he can use in order to make the battle more likely to win.

"Sea God's Power!"

Retreat to the camp and followed the hundred cowards to hide, Li Weijun suddenly spoke out without a trace of shame, with a sneer and hatred: "I will watch you fail in the window upstairs, and watch you chopped into meat sauce by the Red Turban Army."

The silent crowd fell to the sound of the needle. Sima Lingxian turned around suddenly and yelled angrily: "You idiot, if we die, you will not be able to survive. I wonder if your mind has water or water."

"I'm happy!" Li Weijun smiled coldly: "As long as I die behind you, I'll be happy."
Chapter completed!