Most of the thief leaders were grassroots and had not received special training. In addition, they had a large number of people with their families, so they would do whatever they wanted, so they never paid attention to camping. Only thief leaders like Zhang Xianzhong, who were born in an official army, paid more attention to camping.

The troops of Ma Shizhong who attacked Chuzhou City were basically not in defenses facing away from Hezhou. Lu Xiangtong wore the robes taken off by the thief's corpse and divided a few people to return to the camp to report the news with the captured horses, and then brought Zhao Yong and seven others to the thief's camp.

The thief camp was full of various tents, wooden sheds, and grass nests. There were no thieves involved in the siege, or three or five people blew around, or a few people gathered up a fire to eat all kinds of food. Almost everyone ignored Lu Xiang and the cavalry. Occasionally, curious people saw the blood on their robes, and they thought they were going out to rob and kill people.

Lu Xiangtong and the others rode their horses swaggeringly, but they continued to walk forward for a while and found that the thief's outfits were becoming more and more regular. There were many thieves patrolling in a team of ten people. Lu Xiangtong lowered his head and pulled down the wide brim of Fan Yang's hat, covering most of his face, and led the team to continue moving forward. Zhao Yong, who was standing by the horse, looked around and coughed. Lu Xiangtong looked along his eyes and saw a wide large tent hundreds of steps ahead of the right. There were no buildings around except for a few small tents surrounding it. There were two thieves with long swords in front of the tent. Lu Xiangtong knew that it must be an important leader of the thief, so he took the lead in urging the horse to go to the tent.

As the tent got closer and closer, the sound of shouting and shouting came from the tents around it, mixed with the sound of someone laughing wildly and cursing. No one cared about the movements of several war horses.

Two thieves guarding the tent discovered Lu Xiangtong and others. At this time, they were only dozens of steps away from the tent. One thief held the handle of the knife and asked, "Stop! Whose subordinate are you?"

Zhao Yong rode his horse and replied in a northwest accent: "We are the horse team's horses, and we have military information to report to the leader!" As they spoke, they got closer and closer, and Lu Xiangtong was behind him.

The two thieves became alert, drew their swords and continued to shout: "Drop off!"

Lu Xiangtong raised his hand, and everyone pulled the horse and turned over. Zhao Yong laughed and scolded, "What are you afraid of in your own camp?" As he said, he walked towards the big tent. The three of them stayed next to the war horses, and the remaining few people followed behind.

The movement here did not attract the attention of the thieves in the surrounding tents. Although the remaining thieves were numerous, they were always used to exploring horses to repay military information, so they didn't look here. The most important thing was that no one would have thought that someone would pretend to be a thief and never happened to have an official army pretended to be a thief and broke into the camp.

Just when the two sides were only a few steps apart, Li Shitou and others behind Lu Xiang rushed out suddenly, raised their arms, and several short axes flew out of their hands. In the blink of an eye, they hit the necks and faces of the two thieves. They didn't make any sounds and fell to the ground.

Zhao Yong and others quickly stepped forward and dragged the body into the tent, and Lu Xiang and his left knife and right axe were snatched into the tent.

Ma Shizhong had just finished venting on the beautiful woman. He was lying on the couch in the back tent with his eyes closed, allowing the woman to press his head to sober up. He heard the shouting of the personal soldiers, he tried hard to open his scarlet eyes and thought about who was coming. Then the second time the personal soldiers asked, and then the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. Ma Shizhong suddenly woke up, because no matter who came to find him, he had to dismount a hundred steps away from the big tent. After realizing that something was wrong, he jumped up from the couch, ran barefoot to the rack with a hanging long knife, took off the scabbard, pulled out the long knife, ran to a corner, raised the knife and slashed hard, trying to cut the big tent and escape, but the big tent was made of thick cowhide, and it was very tough. It was cut with one knife, but a small hole was cracked.

At this time, the beautiful woman on the couch suddenly shouted loudly: "Inside!" Ma Shizhong was furious and turned around to the couch, raised his knife and slashed it down. The woman who stolen was immediately different from her head.

Just in these few breaths, Lu Xiangtong heard the sound and had already opened the curtain and broke in. The two were only a few steps apart. Ma Shizhong stepped forward and was about to raise his knife to slash. Lu Xiangtong threw out a short axe in his hand. The axe blade hit Ma Shizhong's right shoulder with his knife. In the severe pain, Ma Shizhong shouted, and the long sword fell to the ground with his hand. Lu Xiangtong rushed forward, holding the knife in both hands and sending it forward. The tip of the knife pierced directly into Ma Shizhong's lower abdomen, and then followed the flow.

Pulling down, Ma Shizhong let out a howl that was not like a human voice, and fell to the ground in pain, holding the blade tightly with both hands, blood mixed with colorful intestines surged out of his stomach, and shit and urine in his lower body were also coming out, and a foul smell suddenly spread in the tent. Lu Xiangtong pulled the knife backward, then raised the knife to slash, Ma Shizhong's head flew up, and the murderous bandit, who was full of evil, finally got the end he deserved.

The woman's screams and Ma Shizhong's screams finally alarmed the personal soldiers who were playing money around. Dozens of thieves rushed out of several tents with weapons in their hands and quickly surrounded Ma Shizhong's big tent. Zhao Yong lifted the curtain and rushed in, and said anxiously: "Boss! Go quickly!"

Lu Xiangtong bent down and pulled out the axe embedded in the body and inserted it into her waist. She looked at the dead woman on the couch, shook her head with regret. If she hadn't spoken to remind her, she wouldn't know what would happen if she was a little late.

The two arrived at the big tent, and the other six people had already fought fiercely with the thieves who were coming from outside the tent. The two took out the stringed crossbow from under the robe and ran out of the tent. Li Shitou and another official army were injured. Lu Xiangtong shot and killed a brave thief with his hand crossbow and then smashed the crossbow at the thief, pulled out a short axe and threw it, hitting one of the thiefs in the chest. The thief screamed and fell to the ground. Lu Xiangtong shouted: "Go to the horse!"

Zhao Yong also killed and injured two people one after another. Everyone rushed to the side of the war horse and turned over the horse. Ma Shizhong's soldiers didn't know what the situation was in the tent, and they didn't know whether their leader was dead or alive. What's even more confused was that no one of the people was. In addition, Lu Xiangtong and others were extremely brave, so they did not stop them. When the official army dodged the door of the tent, dozens of people rushed to check in. A large number of thieves around began to gather here.

After getting on the horse, everyone turned their heads and desperately urged the horse to escape to the camp. When the horse speed was just raised, the thieves in the tent ran out of the tent one after another. Some shouted loudly, some shouted that the people in front of them were intercepted, some cried, some shouted that the leader was dead, and several people even ran to the tent and took out their horses and started chasing.

Lu Xiangtong and others urged the horse to run wildly. The thieves in the camp did not know what happened. They only saw several riders running past, rolling up a stream of smoke and dust. Before the dust that had risen was gone, dozens of riders galloped by. The horse knight waved his weapons and roared repeatedly, desperately beating the horse to chase after him.

The eight cavalry ran out of the thief camp without any obstacles. Lu Xiangtong landed at the end. From time to time, he turned his head and looked back. The thieves who were chasing were about two hundred steps away from them. If they were normal, they could not catch up at all. But after all, they had walked dozens of miles away from the camp. They encountered a small-scale battle in the middle, and had a lot of horsepower loss. There were two injured comrades who were injured. The thief's horse was not as good as usual. The thief's horse was resting and the horsepower was not damaged at all. If they continued like this, they would be caught up after running for more than ten miles.

Lu Xiangtong was secretly anxious, but couldn't think of any solution for a moment. After all, the number of people was too different. Even if the eight people had to be fully tailed, they could not defeat the dozens of cavalry behind. Leaving a few people behind was undoubtedly a death sentence. The bandits could divide their troops and continue chasing them.

In about a quarter of an hour, they ran to the woods where the bandits intercepted the horses and the distance between the two sides had been closer to more than a hundred steps. The injured Li Shitou and Ye Bushe finally couldn't hold on. Li Shitou was cut into a knife in his lower abdomen. Although the cotton armor covered under the robe removed most of the damage, he was still cut and did not have time to wrap the wound. As the horse running at high speed was bumpy, the blood had dyed the hem of the robe red. With excessive blood loss, his face was terrible and he was in a daze.

Another wounded man, Zhao Goudan, was not much better. He was smashed by the thief's hammer and his right shoulder was slung down. He endured the severe pain all the way and held the reins and controlled the horse with his left hand. His weapons had long been discarded, and it was already at the end of his strength.

The horse speed of both sides had slowed down a lot, and their mounts were sweating profusely, but the thieves were still unwilling to chase them, determined to kill them all.

Zhao Yong slowed down slightly and landed behind, shouted to Lu Xiangtong sideways: "Boss! Take the stone, goudan run first, I and Shuanzhu and others stay to block for a while! Otherwise, no one can escape!"

Lu Xiangtong shouted: "You take the wounded away! I'll stay!"

Zhao Yong shouted to Zhao Shuanzhu and others in front of him, "Shuanzhu! Let's die here today!" Then he pulled out a short blade from the boot and stabbed into the buttocks of Lu Xiang and the war horse. In the pain, Lu Xiang and the mount burst out with huge energy instantly and accelerated and rushed out. Zhao Shuanzhu and others also imposed according to the law, and the war horses of the two wounded accelerated and rushed forward.

Lu Xiangtong burst into tears, and she couldn't turn around. Zhao Yong laughed in her ears: "Boss! Don't forget to burn some money and food!"
Chapter completed!