That's true, but there are basically few people who are still in the mood to sleep after going back.

Tomorrow's battle is crucial, and it is a good opportunity for everyone to grab credit and brush up on qualifications, and no one wants to miss it.

Just thinking about it makes me feel excited, and I can still sleep.

Not only did they not sleep, but the captive An Yang and others also stayed up all night, worried about their future.

They all look dejected, like lost dogs.

"What does Liu Xi plan to do with us tomorrow?"

There was a thought in everyone's minds.

No one wants to die, but the butcher's knife that slaughters people is in the hands of the enemy, and they are helpless.

"What are you afraid of? It's a big deal to die, why is the husband afraid of life and death?" a strong man with a grumpy temper said with a stiff neck, "I have heard that Liu Xi is murderous and has a violent temperament. If we don't submit, most of them will be a dead end, and if we do, we will have to bow down to this person for the rest of our lives, and flatter and flatter. It's better to die clean than to be so humiliated. If you are greedy for life and afraid of death, descend to you. ”

When they heard this, their faces turned pale.

I don't know if I was frightened by the strong man's words, or I was angry by his words.

Someone said, "Is Liu Xi really so domineering? If he doesn't return to obedience, he can return to his hometown, and he still wants to kill people to vent his anger?"

Although killing captives is a normal operation, not every captive can be killed, and the scribes have certain advantages in this regard.

It's a big deal to go into hiding, so it won't be worthy of a life.

Of course, having said that, these people who used to be in high positions and played with the situation cannot be reconciled to peace.

The options in front of everyone are really limited, and you have to worry about the head on your neck.

In fact, many people already have the idea of surrendering, which boss to work for is not a part-time job?

Whoever gives them money, power, and status is their bread and butter.

When An is defeated, they will switch jobs, which is a very normal operation.

It's just that he is ashamed to say this, and whoever says it first will seem to be capricious, chaotic, and unloyal villain.

Especially the strong man said it arrogantly, whoever mentions the surrender of Jiang Pengji again will be a bird.

In order not to make the atmosphere too awkward, someone cleverly changed the topic at this time.

"It's a trivial matter for me to wait for life and death, but the situation of the lord is really not good. ”

If they are obedient, they will have a chance to climb up in the future.

Didn't you see that Huang Song and Yang Tao's old ministers still eat very well under Jiang Pengji's tent?

If An Yu is obedient, the ending will be different, in the future, he will casually seal a marquis to appease him, there is no real power in his hands, and there are only three or five followers, and he can only be an animal in Jiang Pengji's captivity for the rest of his life, always worrying about his life. Who would like to live such a life with a little dignity? An Xian was once a powerful prince, and he could not tolerate such a huge gap.

"The lord - alas, I only blame me for being incompetent and unable to protect the lord well-"

Everyone sighed for a long time, and they took the responsibility on themselves, as if An Yu had come to this day with his own pot.

No matter how affectionate they are, it doesn't really work.

These words will not bring them substantial damage, but can deepen the image of loyalty and courage, so why not?

They are not stupid, they have a vague guess about An Ming's fate.

I'm afraid I won't be able to escape this catastrophe.

Despite this, they still didn't expect Jiang Pengji's method of disposing of An Xuan to actually kill the sacrificial flag!

What is a sacrificial flag?

Before the army set out on the expedition, it slaughtered living creatures and sacrificed to the gods, seeking the protection of the gods, and winning the victory.

Jiang Pengji has always disliked superstition, and after more than ten years of fighting, the number of sacrifices to the flag is pitiful, and most of them are not to sacrifice to the gods and pray for protection, but to kill the enemy to stimulate morale. The living creatures she used to sacrifice the flag include but are not limited to chickens, ducks, fish and geese, pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep, enemies and traitors, such as the guy who jumped left and right between her and Huang Song in the previous battle of Changye, and was captured by her and killed the sacrifice flag. However, most of these living people are pawns, and this is the first time for a big boss like An Yuan.

On the second day, the army was assembled neatly, and the half-dead peace was brought to the altar.

Seeing this posture, An Xuan also understood his ending, and suddenly turned blue with anger.

"Liu Xi, how dare you insult me like this?"

Kill a prince to sacrifice the flag, this pomp is not afraid of being so big that it will cause dissatisfaction among the corporals in the world?

Jiang Pengji pressed her left hand on the hilt of the knife, and said indifferently, "How can this be called humiliation? You don't want to submit to me, but I can't let you go as a concubine." Didn't you choose what happened now, and how can you blame me?"

Jiang Pengji's counterattack last night was merciless, although the arrow did not hurt An Xuan's thigh artery, but it also made him worse than dead.

Later, the doctor pulled out an arrow to stop the bleeding, which made him faint in pain.

After a toss, half of his life was lost.

At this time, he was caught on the altar as a sacrifice again, and An Xian's spirit became more and more depressed, and the angry questioning just now was more like a return to the light.

No matter how angry An Wei is, he can't change the outcome of the loser.

He was gagged with a filthy veil and forced to kneel on the ground, showing his embarrassment to the thousands of soldiers below him as a sinner, but his opponent Jiang Pengji accepted the worship and submission of everyone to her as a king.

An Ming's hands were tied behind him with hemp rope, his shoulders were suppressed by the two big men on the left and right, and his usually high head had to hang down.

No matter how much he struggles, he just doesn't move.

There was nothing to gain except for the wound on the thigh to burst open and the blood to flow.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was half an hour, maybe it was only half a cup of tea, and a dazzling white light flashed in front of his eyes.

An Xian subconsciously shrank his head, closed his left eyelid that was flashed by the white light, and used his right eye to see the source of the white light.

It turned out that it was the saber on Jiang Pengji's waist, and the morning sun also slowly rose from the east.

Poof-

The knife fell, and the white light flashed, and An Ming's head was separated from the corpse.

Blood was like a pillar, spraying on the altar, staining it scarlet.

The soldiers who witnessed this scene let out a tsunami-like cheer, and the flag with the word "willow" fluttered in the wind into a red sea.

"The army is on the march, and I wish you to wait for a triumphant. ”

The generals said, "The last general will swear to the death to live up to his mission." ”

Dozens of people shouted, and the sound echoed in the school field, arousing bursts of blood and making people's hearts surge. Let such a group of jackals with a morale buff go to conquer a group of mourning dogs with low morale, lack of food and food, and the result naturally does not need to be repeated.

After this battle, Jiang Pengji defeated more than 200,000 remnants of An Xian with 100,000 people and won a complete victory.

The three armies continued to move south along the river, swinging straight to the nest.

Two-thirds of Nansheng had fallen into the hands of Jiang Pengji, and the enemy troops along the road had little to resist.

The news that An Wei was killed by Jiang Pengji to sacrifice the flag also spread to the lair.