Her pointed chin was slightly raised, and her phoenix eyes lowered and she glanced at everyone.

"Take him out and come with me!"

With that, she took the scimitar in her hand and strode out.

Dressed in iron armor, worn on her body, as if it had no weight.

When she walked out of the study, Meng Tian looked at Liang Anzhi, who was embarrassed on the ground and was almost soaked in blood, before he exhaled a breath of turbidity and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

"Hey! Brother, just get used to it! Don't worry, our little general has a good attitude towards his loyal subordinates," Zhong Xiaowu patted Meng Tian's shoulder with a smile, and ran out like a pug holding Su Yan's helmet.

By the way, he didn't look back and dropped a sentence, "Hurry up and carry this thing on the ground to keep up!" Don't let the little general wait! ”

Little general, this is the affectionate name of Su Yan's cronies.

After all, she is young, and there is General Su in front.

It's nothing to call a little general.

All the soldiers who were training in the martial arts exercise looked back at the woman with a scimitar, and the piercing sticky blood flowed down the blade.

In the twilight, the sunset on the horizon seemed to be stained red with blood, covering half of the sky.

The woman is dressed in iron armor and holds a blood-stained scimitar. The glow outlined her delicate and cold eyebrows, and the short red draped behind her was blown by the wind.

Wherever Su Yan passed, soldiers kept quietly making way for her.

Until, Su Yan strode all the way to the city wall and stood on the city wall.

Outside there were corpses all over the field, and the falcon hovered tirelessly above the sky.

The shrill cry was like a cry of sorrow in the wilderness!

Two soldiers carried a stretcher on Liang Anzhi, who was pale and exuded a dying look.

Zhong Xiaowu and Meng Tian, one left and one right, stood beside Su Yan.

Hundreds of people who were indifferently rejected from the city lived under the city, wanting to gain even a little bit of security.

No matter how many movies I've ever watched, masterpieces. Su Yan's shock, but there is no moment that can be compared with what he sees with his own eyes now!

Everywhere there was an air of death and slump. They are still alive, but they have lost their loved ones, they have lost their shelter, like the walking dead.

Su Yan took a deep breath, and his eyes were dyed red by the blood-colored glow.

She turned around, lifted Liang Anzhi, and slammed him on the city wall.

The soldiers were exceptionally quiet, accompanied by the mournful cry of the falcon, Su Yan said word by word, loudly.

"Sorry, I'm late."

"But from now on, there is a place where my Su family army exists! will never turn the people of Dayan away! ”

"Su Jiajun, I'd rather die in battle than survive! Today, I will use the blood of this dog thief to pay tribute to the souls of the soldiers and people who died tragically! ”

Su Yan's hand rose and fell, and in Liang Anzhi's frightened gaze, hot blood spurted out from his broken neck.

She threw Liang Anzhi's body and head down the city wall like garbage.

Her dark eyes were cold, and blood stained half of her face, "Open the city gate!" Welcome home to my Dayan people! ”

Zhong Xiaowu's heart was agitated, and Meng Tian's eyes were even redder.

The dignified seven-foot man was touched by this scene to the softest part of his heart.

He wiped away his tears and knelt on one knee, "General! From now on, the life of your subordinates is yours! ”

All the soldiers, in unison, laid down their weapons and fell to one knee.

Willingly, bow your head.

"Subordinates see generals!"

"Su Jiajun will never admit defeat!"

High in the sky, falcons hover.

Does that sound like an oath before dawn?