Ying Yiqiang cheered up and strided heavily, chasing the horse's hoof prints without relaxing for a moment. He was a little tired. In the mountains for two days, he had not had a good rest, and another series of bad news happened. He didn't have much rest last night, and he gritted his teeth and added points twice in a row.

Although the body is stronger, the fatigue in the mind is difficult to calm down.

And the experiences and experiences of the end of the world along the way have increased the spiritual burden.

Cao Cao has a poem that was very suitable for the end of the Ming Dynasty: white bones were exposed in the wild, and there was no rooster crowing for thousands of miles. The vast earth was cold and cold. When you looked up, there was no one in the world. The bones on both sides of the road, thin corpses, and crows screaming from ghosts built a painting that was extremely depressing.

The Central Plains should have been the most prosperous place. However, since the climate changed in the late Wanli period, natural disasters suddenly arose and have been frequent for years, the Central Plains has experienced vicissitudes and are already exhausted. Since Chongzhen, bandits have ravaged Henan several times, turning this prosperity into ruins.

Where did the army of hundreds of thousands of thieves Li Zicheng come from? Are they all the people who are being held?

What kind of sin is it that such prosperity has become a white land now?

Ying Yi used to deceive himself, thinking that he could be a turtle with his head turned a blind eye, but now everything he has experienced and seen makes him feel cold all over his body. What kind of suffering has the people on this earth endured!

The more he saw, the more angry Ying Yi felt. He was almost turned into substance, burning him to feel at ease and making him breathless.

On a low slope on the side of the road, Ying Yi raised his eyes to look at it. The surrounding area was originally farmland, but now it is vast and full of weeds. The bark on the low slope has been scraped completely. I don’t know how many hungry people have passed by here.

In the end of the world, trees, flowers and plants are difficult to preserve. Perhaps only places with deep mountains and forests and unreachable populations can be achieved.

Ying Yi took a breath, and the cold air entered his lungs, making him feel refreshed.

The horse hoof prints on the official road became clearer and the horse manure left became fresher. He knew that the thief should be not far away in front.

Jumping off the low slope, Ying Yi stepped on the weeds and walked along the official road. On the eve of the setting sun, Ying Yi heard a faint neighing sound of a horse in his ear.

There is a dead wood in front of it. Maybe it died because of the sparse rainfall in recent years, but more likely it is because the bark was stripped naked. The official road bypassed the woods and formed a corner, but Ying Yi had already vaguely seen several figures.

He quickly lay in the dry grass.

"The horse is neighing, and there are many people."

Ying Yi couldn't help frowning when he heard the voices mixed with the sound of horses.

Sun Xiucai said that there were only a hundred horse teams, but what Ying Yi heard now was definitely not just such a few people.

Ying Yi changed his mind: "Can you have already joined the beast Li Guo and the other thief leader?"

This must be the case.

Ying Yi couldn't help but feel sank in his heart.

If it were just Li Guo’s 100 teams, Ying Yi would not be afraid. He was confident that he would take off Li Guo’s head with his ability. But if Li Guo’s beast had already been linked with another thief, it would be difficult to deal with.

Ying Yi showed a light curtain at the corner of his eyes, and his body was 5, which was quadrupled again than yesterday. His every move, nearly four tons of strength, if he wore armor and held sharpness, he should be a enemy of thousands of people. The true spirit points are comprehensive, regardless of strength, agility, reaction or endurance, all aspects of the body are included. Therefore, after adding points, there is no problem of adaptation. He just felt a little floating, but it was only for a while. With such a body, Ying Yi was definitely a superman.

But Superman is still human. If thousands or tens of thousands of people siege him, he can still be exhausted. Moreover, he does not have an iron armored steel gun and lacks protection. Although he is strong and his flesh is getting stronger and stronger, he will still be injured and bleeding before he reaches the state of inseparable swords and guns.

"Li Guo, this beast must die!" Under the weeds, Ying Yi remembered Xiao Ya's miserable situation, and his face was particularly ferocious: "It's going to be dark. I won't fight with these thieves, and I'll wait until night..."

Ying Yi touched a cloth pocket hidden in his arms, felt the flint inside, and sighed slightly: "It would be great if there were a hundred people who listened to my orders. These thieves and mobs actually tied the camp in the dead woods. I don't know if it was confidence or ignorance. If I set a fire..."

Ying Yi grinned, revealing his cold teeth.

The sky gradually darkened, and the woods were wide open. There was nothing except the whistling cold wind. Some firelights rose from the woods, dispelling some darkness, and became more and more popular.

Ying Yi didn't move for more than an hour, but kept pricking his ears and listening. He knew that the thief must have buried a pot and made rice.

Occasionally, Ying Yi raised his head and looked at the thief patrolling Linbian, his eyes flashed slightly: "These thieves may plan to rest here for a night. This is a good opportunity..."

He moved to make his body more comfortable, then lay down completely and closed his eyes.

He needs to rest and keep his energy in full. It is not a good time now. At least he has to wait until most of the thieves fall asleep, or on the eve of dawn in the early morning, which is the best time. So Ying Yi still has time to rest. Although he wishes to tear Li Guo out of his body immediately, he also knows that he can't hurry.

The darker the night, the crowds of people gradually dissipated, and except for those who were patrolling and guarding, everyone else went to bed. After midnight, the temperature became colder and water vapor fell. In the firelight, the world was covered with a layer of quiet gauze covered by water vapor.

Ying Yi woke up and touched his face, which was wet. He was extremely strong and the climate outside had a lower and lower impact on him, and did not disturb him to rest. Just as he was covered in dew, Ying Yi touched him a few times, just like washing his face.

Then he turned over and raised his head.

Although he was very hungry at this time, he was full of energy. After several hours of sleep, his mental fatigue was comforted. He looked at the sky, there was no moon, and he could not judge the exact time. But Ying Yi thought that it should be midnight.

By the dead woods, in front of a pile of fires that were about to be extinguished, several thieves who were watching were nodding back and forth. After all, thieves were thieves, and even the so-called old camp, apart from murderous ferocity, there was no discipline of a regular army. It was normal for patrol patrols to take a nap.

Suddenly, a pair of hands stretched out from behind the dead tree, and in a flash, he covered the thief who was dozing against the tree trunk and dragged him into the darkness. He quietly.

The other thieves did not react at all.

A moment later, in the grass more than a hundred meters away from the fire, Ying Yi let go of the hand of the trembling thief's mouth covering his trembling mouth: "Is a tiger inside? How many of you have?"

His eyes seemed to glow in the darkness, and his burly body turned to the faint firelight over there, reflecting a huge black shadow, overlooking the thief. The thief opened his mouth, Ying Yi slapped his backhand and covered his mouth with the flow.

"Don't be careful in front of me. Otherwise..."
Chapter completed!