Although Ying Siyi was deeply shocked, but now is the time of life and death, he was completely arrogant before, and said in a low voice:

"Win ...... Third son, you bring someone back now, let's forget about this matter......"

Listening to Ying Siyi's humble request, Ying Tianya laughed coldly:

"If my son doesn't move, it's enough, if he moves, it's thunderous, and he will take the first rank today!

Hanging Gao Street! Righteousness! ”

Ying Siyi swallowed a mouthful of saliva in fear, his momentum disappeared again, and he almost begged for mercy in a tone of begging for mercy:

"Third son, you and I are both relatives, why kill each other and let others watch the fun?

That damn Ying Buzhi has been killed by the third son, good killing! Kill wonderful!

As long as the third prince spares us today, we are willing to be cattle and horses, and let them be driven. ”

The tiger roared and roared, angrily reprimanding tens of thousands of people:

"This son only said once, put down his weapon and surrender with courtesy, so that he can end up with a whole corpse!"

Yingyi is desperate, he now completely understands that the third prince Yingtian is full of words, and every word will determine the life and death of ten thousand people, and he will kill their entire clan today.

Since there is no way out, in the face of death, Ying Siyi can only bite the bullet and scare in a low voice:

"Win ...... Third son, before there are no dead people, I will give you a thorough understanding.

Our ancestor of the Ying family, Ying Qian, will lead the respected elders in the clan to avenge me and Ying Buzhi today!

If you withdraw your troops now and are willing to be a lackey for me, I will immediately repair the book to the ancestor to protect you as the lord of Xianyang City!

What do you think? ”

Yingtian shook his head in disappointment, slowly turned around, looked at the six thousand defenders and the five hundred Xuanjia army, spread his hands, like hugging the sun and the moon, opening his mouth to spit out, the tiger roaring and the dragon groaning, and the crane sound pierced his ears.

"My soldiers! Do you promise? ”

Li Deming, the twelve generals, Dawn and Huwei Lieutenant, raised the weapon in his hand and roared:

"No!"

The sound is like a flood bell that shakes the universe, shaking the Quartet.

The 6,000 defenders and the 500 Xuanjia soldiers smashed their weapons to the ground like an earthquake.

"No! Don't say yes! ”

The tsunami-like answer made Yingtian very satisfied, and made the faces of the 20,000 people of the three major families look like ashes, and they are desperate.

Some even wept out of fear.

Yingtian looked back at the moon, looked at the wolf with an eagle, covered the ground majesticly, and was domineering to the sky:

"The three major families of Xianyang secretly hide their armor and gather people to rebel, and the crime is unforgivable!

Death! ”

The sound of heaven is mighty, like countless invisible blades falling from the sky, constantly cutting the hearts of 20,000 people in the three major families.

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die! ”

"Three sons! Spare me! ”

"The third son, I have an eighty-year-old mother in bed, and a man who just knows how to drink milk, begging the third son to spare his life!"

“……”

Among the 20,000 people in the three major families, the timid actually knelt down in public, their heads were like pounding garlic, kowtowing and begging for mercy, repenting and reflecting, just begging for their lives.

Before the war started, Yingtian alone took the lead, and the momentum was monstrous, with his personal majesty and domineering, and the natural temperament of the king to subdue 10,000 people and reverse the momentum.

Yingtian no longer looked at the more than 20,000 people of the three major families, no matter how they wailed and begged for mercy, Yingtian's killing intent had been decided.

Return to the Tamron chariot and never show up again.

Because they are not worthy to see the king's posture and anger the heavens.

The heads of the three major families, Ying Siyi, Huang Sanlang, and Zhao Youqian, were a little depressed at the moment, and they wanted to be arrested and willing to die.

I don't blame others, I just hate God for sending such a bloodthirsty person to Xianyang.

"Dad, are we going to die?"

Behind Yingyi came the immature voice of his youngest son.

He wanted to say yes, but when he looked back at his family, the whole family, the eyes of the desire to live, and the ardent expectation, Ying Siyi decided to fight to the death and fight with Yingtian, a celestial.

I don't know if it's the mantis arm as a car or the Jedi counterattack, life and death are in this battle, and survival is just around the corner.

Ying Siyi forcibly held back his tears, shook his spirits, encouraged himself, raised his weapon and pointed angrily at the sky:

"The old and young masters of the three major families!

Yingtian doesn't give us a way to live!

Then we'll fight to the death!

We have 20,000 people!

There were only 6,500 of them!

War! Live today!

Fall! Death today! ”

The people of the three major families were all encouraged when they heard this, swept away the gloomy momentum, raised their weapons, and glared angrily at the dragon chariot where Yingtian was.

Even if they were cornered, they still kept their sanity, as long as Yingtian didn't order to kill, they would never make a move.

Unless you wait for the order of the ancestor Yingqian.

The two armies confronted each other, and the commander had already made a move.

The appearance of Yingtian restored the momentum of the sergeant, increased morale, and gave everyone a booster, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

But the appearance of Yingtian did not substantially change the number of their army.

In terms of numbers, it is still at a huge disadvantage.

This cannot be compensated for by the incorruptible tongue, personal charm and majesty.

On the occasion of the confrontation.

Among the twelve generals, the handsome generals Bai Qi and Sima Cuo are the most calm.

Bai Qi said worriedly:

"The art of war: ten are encircled, five are attacked, and multiple are battled.

At the moment, if we attack rashly, we will lose a lot. ”

Sima Cuo was also worried:

"A soldier who surrenders without a fight, and a good man who is good.

If there are 5,000 Xuanjia troops, we can win more with less.

But there are only 500 Xuanjia troops, and it is okay to completely destroy them, but we estimate that we will also suffer heavy casualties, and we will lose eight or nine out of ten. ”

The second marshal under Yingtian's command, Bai Qi and Sima Cuo's words, said the embarrassing things at the moment.

The confrontation has already begun, and Childe has given another death order.

If you attack, the consequences are unimaginable.

Their strategy is to achieve maximum victory without losing themselves.

But at present, there is a lack of troops, and it is difficult to solve the urgent need, so we can't continue to stalemate like this.

The overlords Wang Ben and Li Xin on the side were reluctant, and immediately retorted:

"On weekdays, Gongzi always looks down on the two of you, and he is named a handsome general, above us.

I didn't expect that when it came to war, you two were timid? ”

Li Xin said domineeringly:

"How about 20,000 enemies?

I, Li Xin, are also ten thousand enemies! ”

Wang Ben also chimed in:

"My king Ben is ten thousand enemies!"

Bai Qi and Sima Cuo hurriedly explained:

"The two brothers misunderstood, the two of us are worried, for the sake of these three families, we have exhausted all the capital in the hands of the son, is this not worth the loss?"

Sima Cuo reassured:

"Yes, we mean that it is better to make jade to be broken than to make pottery and preserve.

They are untouchables, and the lives of our soldiers are to protect the family and defend the country and expand the territory.

You say that you died here for no reason, aren't you wronged? ”

Wang Ben and Li Xin disdained it, and led the six tiger generals to ask Yingtian in the Tenglong chariot to fight:

"Third son, we don't need our soldiers to play with their lives, just a few of our brothers can destroy 20,000 people from the three major families!"

The eight brothers knelt down to ask for battle, their attitudes were agitated, and their blood was boiling.

Bai Qi and Sima Cuo hurriedly stopped:

"Brothers, don't be rash!"