Wang Xiao turned around and saw Meng Shuo shaking his fist firmly and Fang Yongyong's face turning red.

He actually saw three scholars, Hu Jingshi, Xia Xiangwei and Sun Zhixin.

Only these six people shouted "We must win", looking full of confidence.

Looks like a fool...

Wang Xiao had a cold face and ignored them, shouting again: "Look at the comrades who are fighting in front again, remember this scene for me!"

"They all had horses and could have escaped. But in order to buy you time to form an array, they threw away their lives and used their bodies to block the slaves... and then what? Just to let you form an array slowly?!"

"A bunch of trash!"

Having said this, Wang Xiao's face was full of anger.

He pulled out a blunderbuss, put it against the forehead of the last soldier who joined the team, and shouted angrily: "I almost want to kill you!"

The soldier was a young man about twenty years old. When he was scolded like this, his whole body immediately started shaking like a sieve.

No one dared to answer.

Wang Xiaoben expected someone to respond with something like "We are not trash".
Chapter completed!