The soldiers around him became more and more nervous, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down their cheeks. Ji Chen, who was standing at the front, couldn't help but glance back, but to his disappointment, the carriage was still quiet and did not react at all.

Everyone couldn't help but clench their weapons, already prepared for the worst. Because if there was no answer for a moment, the Huns' suspicions would increase, and the longer it dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be for them.

In the carriage, Tang An's hand exerted force, the hand holding Su Meier's arm was a little white, and his face was cold: "I said, let you pretend to be a saint, let that sissy get out of here!" ”

Su Mei'er looked at him stubbornly and said, "The slave said, the slave doesn't agree!" ”

"If you don't say yes, you have to say yes!"

"Slave, I won't agree to die!"

"Su Meier, don't toast and don't eat and drink!" Tang An knew that time was pressing, and he could no longer restrain his anger, and roared: "When Lao Tzu decided to take over this army, he didn't plan to go back alive at all!" I've been running away, I've escaped enough! If you say another word, Lao Tzu will take someone to kill him! Damn, even if we die, we have to drag the people opposite to the funeral together - including you! ”

Listening to Tang An's angry roar, Su Mei'er trembled with fright. Since she met Tang An, she had never seen him talk to herself with such a stern attitude, and through his cold eyes, she knew that Tang An was not joking.

These Tang Dynasty soldiers have long expressed a unanimous view: if you can't escape, you will kill yourself. What else will people be afraid of if they have long held the will to die?

Su Meier was scared and conflicted.

What he was afraid of was Tang An's attitude, and the contradiction was that he didn't want to help this murderer who killed countless of his compatriots, and he didn't want to see the two armies fighting and bloodshed.

Life and death, war and peace, are all in her thoughts.

"Su Mei'er, I'll count to three, if you don't speak, I'll kill someone." Seeing that she was quiet, Tang An's face had dropped to freezing, and he said stiffly: "One! ”

Su Mei'er had never felt so nervous, and the tilt of a thought was enough to calm a big battle. Thinking of the wives and children of those soldiers, thinking of the white-haired old man who came out of the tent and looked forward to the triumph of his son, she only felt that her heart was numb.

After struggling for a long time, he finally made up his mind and said, "Okay, I promise you, but you promise not to kill innocents indiscriminately!" ”

"Now you're not qualified to bargain with me!" Tang An glared at his eyes and said, "Two! ”

If you agree, you will defect to the enemy and betray the country, and if you do not agree, you will be bleeding. Either choice is heartbreaking. He clearly understands his own hardships, why is he still aggressive?

Su Mei'er bit her lower lip, tears instantly filled her eyes, stared at Tang An sadly, and said, "Why... Do you want to push me every time? ”

Tang An said angrily: "It's you who are forcing me!" ”

The atmosphere in the carriage was weird, a man and a woman looked at each other, the woman was pitiful, and the man was angry, but it was quiet and terrible. Such a scene is not like a life-and-death negotiation on two fronts, but more like a couple of angry couples.

Mu Rong on the side looked at the two of them, and finally sighed softly and didn't say anything.

"Naran Uduo, since you became a saint, your frame is really getting bigger and bigger. Anyway, I'm also the godson of the Great Elder, so why don't you want me to get into the carriage in person? ”

There is always a time when the silence is broken, and the aggressiveness of the evil makes the atmosphere in the carriage even more tense.

Tang An didn't give Su Mei'er the slightest respite, and a pair of eyes like sharp swords broke Su Mei'er's heart to pieces.

She was helpless, why wasn't he? These tenacious frontier soldiers are the backbone of the entire Tang Dynasty. There will always be sacrifices to fulfill the promise of bringing them back to Datang. Looking at Su Mei'er's grief-stricken appearance, Tang Anxin's sourness was no less than hers, but he had to put on a cold face.

He sacrificed his own heart.

"I said, I'll count to three, if you don't agree, then we'll fight with these Xia Guobeards!" Tang An gritted his teeth and shouted, "Three! ”

"Wait!"

Seeing that Tang An got up and was about to give the order to charge, Su Meier held his big hand with her backhand, wiped her tearful blurred eyes with her free hand, and said with a hint of determination: "Okay, I promise you!" ”

Tang An sighed, looked at the white jade hand that was gradually loosening with nostalgia, and said coldly: "Tell that sissy and let him go!" ”

Su Mei'er's eyes were full of hatred, her red and swollen eyes stared at Tang An, and she shouted: "Ku Nai (get out)!" ”

The shouts were almost exhausted, and I don't know if it was a heresy outside the car, or it was said to Tang An in the car.

On the loess, Ying Xie was slightly stunned, and his fair face instantly turned red. Being mercilessly insulted in front of everyone is enough to drive anyone arrogant crazy.

"Naran Udo, you are so majestic! Hurt people first, insult the godson later, even if you sue the sect leader, this matter is also justified by me! ”

Su Mei'er was only Tang An alone in her eyes, listening to the hysterical shouts outside, she only felt more angry in her heart, and said, "Slave said, let you go!" ”

Ying Xie was humiliated twice in a row, clenching his white fists with hatred, and his oblique Danfeng's eyes were full of unforgettable hatred. After pondering for a long time, he finally didn't dare to be too presumptuous because of the difference in identity, and said coldly: "Okay, I should write down this account." Naran Udo, when I return to the Holy Sect, I will settle accounts with you! ”

After saying this, Ying Xie glanced at the carriage fiercely, and finally turned around and ran towards the Hun army.

Seeing that the strong enemy was far away, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief. The identity and mission of the "Holy Maiden's Guard" made them only continue to act and could not cheer with emotion, but their admiration and tribute to Tang An were really written on their faces.

Once again, a soldier who surrendered without a fight! This Lord Tang is really a god!

Ying Xie returned to the camp, and he didn't know what to say, the head of the Huns finally bowed down, and the entire 8,000 army slowly knelt down, shouting loudly: "Welcome to the Holy Maiden!" ”

Ji Chenxi smiled, rode to the window, and said happily: "Big brother, they let us pass, they compromised!" ”

Tang An sat on the ground, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead because of nervousness, and with a happy smile on the corner of his mouth, he shouted: "Brothers, let's go!" ”

"Let's go!"

The army marched and the carriages moved.

Compared with the joy of everyone, all that remained in the carriage was endless depression.

Su Mei'er's face was expressionless, and the two sentences just now had already drained all her strength. She straightened up her somewhat disheveled clothes, sat down on the wooden bench again, and said in a cold, terrible voice, "You know, the slave will compromise in the end, right?" ”

Tang An pondered for a moment and said, "Miss Mei'er, I hope you understand that you and I are both poor people who are being played by the stinky bitch of fate." ”

"Pathetic?" Su Mei'er laughed mockingly. He knew his bottom line, knew that he couldn't bear to have any more soldiers of the Xia Kingdom fall under his butcher's knife, he did everything he could, and once again saved the day, but told himself that he was "a poor man played by fate?" "What are you?

"Tang An, this is the last time the slave will help you. From now on, you and I owe each other. ”

Tang An didn't say anything, just quietly got out of the carriage.

The dazzling sun made him can't help but squint his eyes, cover his forehead and look into the distance, the army that can't kneel on the ground seems to be a worship of his resourcefulness. And the real gains and losses can't be explained to anyone.

"I also want to... This is the last time I'll force you. ”