Chapter 342

"Since you know this, do you still want to attack the city at this moment?" Zhou asked word by word.

"No!" The soldiers cried out with one voice, and their voices soared into the sky.

Under such circumstances, Zhou's father slowly laughed.

In a remote corner, the man who insisted on attacking turned pale.

He looked in disbelief at the crowd standing in front of him and cried, "are you all crazy? Do you remember why the army went out this time? "

He screamed hysterically like a madman.

The man next to him looked at him, nodded naturally, and said softly, "naturally I remember, but what about this?"

Listening to his serious question, the man's lips constantly trembled, but he couldn't speak for a long time.

Because he knew exactly what was right and wrong in this matter, but the idea of building a career in his heart overwhelmed everything, which made him put forward such a proposal regardless.

But now, recalling the look in his father's eyes, the man couldn't help but smile bitterly, and his expression was very sad.

"Now it seems that we can only expect him to forget it as soon as possible." He murmured in a low voice, shaking his head gently under the dazed eyes of the others, turning and walking out.

The people next to him didn't know what he had done. He frowned slightly and soon forgot about it.

Having achieved his goal, Zhou's father didn't say anything more. He just waved his hand and turned around to leave.

Standing in the first person's eyes burning at him, only feel that there is a fire in the heart constantly burning.

"General Zhou," he cried out, his voice can still clearly fall into other people's ears even though the storm is carrying heavy snow.

Zhou's father's steps slowly stopped. He tilted his head in doubt and asked in a low voice, "what's the matter? Do you have something else to say? "

The man nodded hard, his face burned with excitement.

"We don't mean much here," he said. "It's better to follow Ling Tianwang's back, listen to his command, and beat the enemy's generals to pieces!"

Zhou's father's expression changed slightly. He would shake his head and refuse even if he didn't want to. But at the moment when the action was about to take place, he understood the expectation in the man's eyes.

His action stem in the mid air, how can't really nod.

He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. His father hesitated and his lips were wriggling. He couldn't speak for a long time.

The light in that person's eyes went out clearly, and finally disappeared slowly, leaving only a piece of smoky ashes.

He bent down straight and stood in front of his father. He felt sad, but could not vent.

Because he clearly remembered that at the moment when he entered the barracks, someone repeated in his ear again and again, obeying orders!

"I'm too fanciful," he said. "General Zhou doesn't have to be in the eye."

Zhou's father gave him a complicated look and finally chose to leave in silence.

I just don't know if it's people's illusion. Zhou's father's steps are staggering, more like running away.

It's getting dark, but Zhou's father's ears are still shouting from others.

One by one, they were ferocious, or bloody, or even the bony refugees he had seen before. This figure formed a vague army and surrounded him tightly.

"Why don't you come to help? Aren't you our general? Don't you have 100000 soldiers in your hands? "

Every question constantly fell into Zhou's father's ears, forcing him nowhere to escape. Even if he raised his hand to block his ears, the voice was still pervasive.

Zhou's father was paralyzed in his chair, and his face was constantly changing, leaving only shame.

Let him abandon what he has now, just for those people who are suffering, and follow Ling Tianwang without hesitation. He can't do it, but let him ignore the oppression of those people, and stay here carefree, and he can't do it.

"In the end, they failed to live up to their trust," Zhou's father opened his mouth and murmured silently.

This kind of emotion accumulated in his heart again and again, and finally became the shackles that he could not get rid of, just waiting for the last moment that he could no longer bear.

After marching day and night, Ling Tianwang and the Corps that followed him finally arrived at their final destination.

He yanked the reins, the horse's front hooves raised high, and the wind blew up his cloak, like a sign between heaven and earth.

Zhou ruo'an's nose stirred slightly, smelling the bloody smell constantly.

"No matter how many times you have experienced it, you can't get used to it," Zhou ruo'an muttered to himself.

Looking back at Zhou ruo'an's pale face, Ling Tianwang was worried.Although we know that this person in front of us is not a greenhouse flower, Ling Tianwang still can't really regard her as a stubborn weed.

"Camp," Ling Tianwang said in a low voice, waving his hand.

With his command, those soldiers who followed behind soon did what they should do.

Zhou ruo'an stood by and squinted in the direction of the bloody smell.

Ling Tianwang walked slowly to her side and didn't say anything.

After a long time, Zhou ruo'an seemed to have come back to himself at last. He lowered his voice and asked, "what do you say they are doing now?"

Pick pick eyebrows, Ling Tianwang's eyes have a clear and visible loss.

Zhou ruo'an took a look at him and soon drew back his eyes.

"Those people who trample on these people," Zhou added, "what are they doing now? Is it confession for the sins you've committed? But enjoying the bloody scene? "

Ling Tianwang's eyes were deep. There were very clear blue meridians on the back of her hand, like a snake sitting on the back of her hand.

"They will never repent," Ling Tianwang said in a deep voice. "They are the executioners, the waste who think they are superior!"

Ling Tianwang did not show any mercy when he spoke. Although his tone could not be described as gnashing his teeth, it could also make people clearly feel the smell of blood.

Zhou ruo'an narrowed his eyes slightly and accepted all this well.

Because in her heart, those people can only get such evaluation, because they don't even deserve to be called human.

"All right." After standing for a while, Zhou ruo'an slowly turned his head and said in a soft voice, "now it's time to go back, back to the camp, so that they can clearly feel our anger."