3. Surrender
"Okay, you're a big black, it's really a hard stubble, even God can't accept you, it seems that everyone will still grab meat in the same kettle in the future!"
Hearing Yan Xing's usual interesting words, everyone couldn't help but feel warm in their hearts, where do you need a thousand words in the communication between good men, as long as you have a good temperament, no matter how hard and tired everyone is, you can carry it together. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Gan Ling, who was standing behind Ma Lin, watched Yan Xing's arrival, although he felt that the burden on his shoulders was loosened, but then there was a burst of worry in his heart. He rushed with Yan Xing in the last breakthrough at that time, and personally saw Yan Xing break out of the encirclement, and he also shouted to Yan Xing, "Jun is a hero in the world, how can he die lightly here." There can be no tombs and others in the world, and there can be no kings! Hurry up! Hurry up! ā
At present, although Yan Xing has returned to the group, giving a glimmer of hope to the remaining brothers who are crumbling in the predicament, the problems that followed are also bothering him.
Even Yan Xing, who everyone regarded as the backbone of the backbone, was captured, what hope did they have for the defeat of these remnants?
Gan Ling held back the words of inquiry, and asked Yan Xing to go back with them to the shed where the remaining people had gathered temporarily, Yan Xing nodded, and turned around and greeted the twelve mountain people, including Hutou and Da Niu, who were all captured in this captive camp like Yan Xing. After Yan Xing briefly introduced them to Gan Ling, Ma Lin and the others, the group broke away from the group of new captives and walked towards the makeshift shed.
After arriving at the shed, Yan Xing saw Yan Xing lying on a broken mat, although Yan Xing's face was not very good-looking, but Yan Xing saw one of his surviving subordinates, he was still very happy in his heart, he hurriedly let Yan Xing, who wanted to get up, lie down, and personally checked the healing of the injury on his thigh before relieving his heart and telling him to recuperate with peace of mind.
The other subordinates who rushed over after hearing the news quickly surrounded this shed, they were all subordinates and horsemen who had followed Yan Xing from birth to death in the past two years, and they had a deep reverence and love for Yan Xing who had led them to victory, and now when they saw Yan Xing return to them again, they immediately felt where the hope was.
People always need a strong backbone in difficult situations, everyone has been living a life that is not as good as pigs and dogs in the prisoner camp these days, and the hearts of the people have long been floating, and now the return of Yan Xing has once again ignited the flame of hope in everyone's hearts. Although they didn't say anything, Yan Xing could see the hopes that these hot-blooded men placed on him from their hopeful eyes.
Yan Xing is not like this, in this chaotic and dirty prisoner camp, the original team reunited from before, although the number is already very small, but it still makes him feel the hope of breaking the situation, he belongs here, he is one of these hot-blooded men from Liangzhou, as long as he can lead them again, he will definitely be able to create a miracle again!
Yan Xing talked to these surviving old subordinates one by one as before, he didn't need to be loudly encouraged or promised anything in person, as long as he passed on his spirit of never accepting fate and never admitting defeat to everyone's hearts through face-to-face conversations, everyone would be convinced that Yan Xing could lead them to resist all the difficulties in front of them, just like Ma Lin.
In the middle of the night, after witnessing the return of their young monarch and military candidates, every old subordinate was very excited, and they picked up some dead branches and leaves, lit a bonfire around the shed, and re-guarded around their main backbone, Yan Xing.
And in the middle of this reunited arch circle, a predicament rise meeting began in the flickering light of fire, just like countless military meetings held in the past.
Yan Xing sat under the broken shed, his eyes blazing and his expression condensed. In addition to Yan Shun, Yan Xing just learned from Ganling's mouth that Yan Shun led a group of wounded soldiers at that time, although he failed to deceive the generals of the Han army, but also led away part of the enemy's troops, those men who regarded death as if they were at home fought to the last moment, shedding the last drop of blood on their bodies, and the faces of the heads they were cut off by the enemy and hung on the horse's head still retained the resolute appearance before they died.
With the sorrow for the deceased in his heart, but Yan Xing can no longer be affected by grief on his own thinking and emotions, the blood and tears of these days have made his heart complete a strong transformation, and he is bound to rise again with the survivors when he returns again.
"Ah Ling, are you saying that the Han army wants to use this way to recruit us?"
Yan Xing looked at Gan Ling's thin face and asked seriously.
Gan Ling had just told Yan Xing that they thought they were certain to die after being besieged by the Han army, but he didn't expect that the general who was led at that time did not kill them all after leading the Han army's iron cavalry to break their last resistance, but forced them to lay down their arms and captured them. Later, when they came to this prisoner camp, although the Han army was separating the original rebel prisoners and instigating them to carry out vendettas, they were also recruiting these elites who were once rebels, and the entire prisoner camp originally had four or five thousand people one after another, but now there are only about two thousand, basically except for those who died of wounds and diseases, the rest were picked up by the generals of the Han army.
Therefore, according to the judgment obtained from the observation of these days, Ganling was sure that these Han troops wanted to collect the remnants of their rebels for their own use, so the Han army changed its habit of killing and surrendering in the past, except for the stubborn and unyielding men and horses in the rebel army, some other rebel elites were retained.
In the face of Yan Xing's inquiry, Gan Ling nodded, this strange atmosphere of the prisoner camp actually made him unable to settle down in his heart, although he felt that the Han army did not feel like they would kill them this time, but who can be sure that those who survive must not be more painful than death?
Next, Ma Lin, Yan Xing, and Xiao Kui also added some things in the prisoner camp, Yan Xing did not speak immediately after listening to the information reflected by his subordinates one by one, he groaned slightly, and the scene of himself being under siege after the fall of the Oxtail Gathering came to his mind.
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A young general came out of the crowd, the expression on his face was constantly changing, and after looking at Yan Xing and the rest of the mountain people for a while, he focused his eyes on Yan Xing, and asked with a little playful smile:
"Are you now under siege, too wise to strategize, not brave to be angry, want to die, or want to live?"
Although Yan Xing was in a desperate situation, the other party only needed to give an order, and he and these twelve mountain people were instantly the end of ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, but his performance was still neither humble nor arrogant, he said with a smile:
"There is no life to live, and there is no refuge in death. Today, I died with all my strength, although my head was in a different place, I have no regrets! The fate of life and death is tied to you, how dare we ask for one or two extravagance! ā
And after the young general heard Yan Xing's words, his eyes lit up, and he also judged from the accent that the other party was a cool person, so he continued to ask:
"You don't look like a person from the mountains, didn't you escape from the Liangzhou rebels?"
"Exactly!"
Yan Xing didn't plan to hide his origin before he died, he looked at the young general with a bow and arrow, waiting for the final battle, but the result was beyond everyone's expectations, the young general didn't make a move, he motioned to Yan Xing to put down his weapon, sighed and said:
"There are so many talents among the cool people, I can't imagine that there are dragons and snakes in this mountain wilderness!"