Chapter 423

on the Bank of the Qitang River, the half a million exhausted army looked at the red light of the river in despair like a group of ghosts.

The only way to escape is for them!

But at this time, they were completely burned by a fire, and their inner will was burned to ashes.

Where to go without a boat?

In the heavy riding team by the river, the leader of the young general's mouth showed a smile and a sigh of relief. He said in his heart: "it's OK, it's right. Otherwise, the Lord will look down on him again."

He quickly changed his serious face and pointed his finger to the half million army who was hesitating: "Zhao Lang of the Seven Star City is here. Don't kill him when he kneels down."

"Kneel down and don't cut! Don't kill them

Ten thousand heavy riders repeated the above words in unison. The majestic and solemn voice made the Qi Tang River water churn.

"Don't listen to him! It's better to let go of it than to die

"There are only 10000 people on the other side. We don't have to be afraid at all."

Li Yin was so angry, dishevelled and arrogant as he was. There was a hint of pleading in his voice!

But he saw the word wavering in the eyes of those soldiers!

People in Jiangnan, home in Jiangbei!

As long as you surrender, you can save your life. Who can refuse this temptation?

The soldiers looked at each other, and their hands holding the weapons became weak.

They also want to fight to death, but even if they win, what's the use?

After all, the boats are gone!

What's more, today's day of fighting, they are already exhausted. The victory or defeat of these vigorous Seven Star City Army is still unknown.

Zhao Lang's mouth suddenly hung a sinister smile. He recalled the story that Li Shi had told many generals that he was besieged on all sides.

A sad song, from the Seven Star City Army slowly spread out.

Those five countries united forces looked at each other in dismay, and suddenly someone said, "it's the song of the Duke of Han..."

then, the people of the 17 star city turned into the local voice radio station and broadcasted the hometown songs of the five countries.

On the battlefield, suddenly fell into heavy and sad.

Looking back around, the five nation coalition army has a burst of sour nose.

In the morning, millions of troops crossed the river, but in the evening they were killed and wounded, with no half left. They did not know where to go.

They can't help but ask themselves: what's the point of continuing to resist and lose my life in vain?

I can't help but miss my hometown.

"Clang -"

a spear fell to the ground, and a soldier finally couldn't help but feel sad. He threw down his weapon in his hand and knelt down to the ground and sobbed silently.

"Asshole! What are you doing? "

Li Yin rushed to the soldier nearby and thrust the spear back into the soldier's hand.

"Take it! I order you to take it! Keep fighting for Laozi

When Li Yin looked back in despair, more and more soldiers chose to throw down their weapons.

His eyes flashed through his thick anger. He drew out his sword and was going to chop at the soldiers!

But the right hand was firmly grasped by a pair of powerful arms and could not move.

Zeng Tuojiang's face was iron and blood, with a thick shock and warning: "Your Highness! You're crazy! They are your men

"Fart! They have knelt down to Li Shi! Then die!

Let me go

Li Yin had already fallen into madness, even some hysteria, and could not hear Zeng Tuojiang's words in his ears.

Zeng Tuojiang shook his head in disappointment, but his hands were firmly around Li Yin to prevent him from acting.