C423 Jiangnan Riverside Gangbei Tone
C423 Jiangnan Riverside Gangbei Tone
The warship was their only hope of survival!
However, at this moment, they had been completely burnt, and their inner wills had also been burnt to ashes.
Without a boat, where would he go?
In the heavy riders along the river bank, the leading general revealed a smile at the corner of his mouth. Without leaving a trace, he heaved a sigh of relief and thought to himself, "Fortunately, I was right. Otherwise, I would have been looked down upon by my lord again!"
He quickly changed his expression into a serious one, pointed at the hesitating army of five hundred thousand, "Seven Stars City Zhao Lang is here, kneel down and don't kill, disarm and don't kill!"
"Kneel on the ground and don't chop!" Disarm and don't kill! "
The ten thousand strong riders repeated the words at the same time, their cold and vigorous voices shaking the entire Qitang and river.
"Don't listen to him! If we disarm and die, we might as well go all out and fight! "
"The other side only has ten thousand men, there's no need for us to be afraid!"
Lee Yin was flustered and exasperated. His hair was in disarray and he was arrogant like him. There was even a hint of pleading in his tone!
He could see the word 'shaken' in the eyes of the soldiers!
He was in Jiangnan, and his home was Jiangbei!
As long as they surrendered, they would be able to preserve their lives.
The soldiers looked at each other, their grip on their weapons gradually weakening.
They also wanted to fight to the death, but even if they won, what was the point?
After all, the ship was gone!
Moreover, they had already been exhausted from today's battle. As they faced these vigorous and lively Seven Stars City armies, the victor was still unknown.
Suddenly, a malicious smile appeared on Zhao Lang's face. He recalled the story Lee Shi told to many martial generals, which was a story of four sides facing one another. He could not help but have a plan in his mind.
A sad song slowly came out from the Seven Stars City army.
The allied army of the five nations looked at each other in shock. Suddenly, someone exclaimed: "It's a song from the Zonghan Duchy …"
Following that, the ten thousand people from Seven Stars City turned into a country bumpkin radio station and broadcasted the songs from their hometown on one side.
The battlefield suddenly sank into heaviness and grief.
The alliance of the five nations looked back at their surroundings and felt a pang of pain in their noses.
The million strong army crossed the river early in the morning, but in the evening, not a single person remained. Not even half of them remained.
They couldn't help but ask themselves: What was the point of continuing to resist in vain and losing their lives?
He couldn't suppress his yearning for his home.
"Clang!"
The sound of a spear hitting the ground could be heard. One of the soldiers could no longer hold back his grief. He threw down the weapon in his hand and fell to his knees, crying silently.
"Bastard!" What are you doing?! "
Lee Yin rushed to the soldier and shoved the spear back into the soldier's hands.
"Take it!" I order you to take it! Continue to fight for laozi! "
"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"
Lee Yin looked back in despair. More and more soldiers chose to throw down the weapons in their hands.
His eyes flashed with a thick hostility as he drew the sword at his waist, preparing to cut down on those soldiers!
However, his right hand was firmly grasped by a pair of powerful arms and was unable to move.
Zeng Tajiang's face was filled with iron as he gave a stern warning: "Tenth Prince! You're crazy! They are your men! "
"Bullshit!" They have already knelt down before Lee Shi! Then he had to die!
Let go of me! "
Lee Yin had already fallen into madness. He was even a little hysterical, and Zeng Tajiang's words could not be heard.
Zeng Tajiang shook his head in disappointment. However, he held Lee Yin tightly with his hands, preventing him from moving.