"Second brother." Wang Mi suddenly shouted.

"Brother."

"Forget it in these two days. From the day after tomorrow, you can bring people to gather the lower team and don't let people run too far away." Wang Mi reminded: "If anyone doesn't listen, send them to Yique Pass and don't follow us."

"No." Wang Sang agreed happily and said, "Let's go to Huayuan Pass and enter Luoyang first, so that those kids can follow behind and eat dust."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone laughed.

Mr. Xie shook his head helplessly, as if he was lamenting that such a mob had rushed to Xuchang and even Luoyang without any obstacles. Isn’t it a big deal to the world?

After a few days of rest in Xuchang, in late April, Wang Mi's army left Xuchang in batches and headed straight for the northwest.

Along the way, there were endless people and horses.

The families of Yingchuan only stayed behind closed doors and hid in the fort like quails, not wanting to have any conflict with the thief army.

There are so many thieves!

The mountains and fields are endless and dense. If you stop specifically to besiege a certain fort, no one can withstand it, and the possibility of family destruction is extremely high.

Everyone was secretly begging these plague gods to leave quickly and not harm Yingchuan again.

Of course, there were also brave people staring with bright eyes, looking around for villages and forts that were harmed by the thieves, and seeing if they could annex them.

This is a chaotic world. There is no strict boundary between victims and perpetrators, and they can be easily transformed.

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Chapter completed!