Chapter 8 I'd rather die than surrender

The originally calm surface of the lake is now making waves again. The wind vane on the bow of the pen &www.biquge.info amp; fun & pavilion suddenly rattled, and suddenly the southeast wind blew again. The hundreds of warships on the Third Route of Nanjun, which were still in a hurry to catch up, borrowed the east wind at this moment, and they were like flying shuttles, and they saw that they were only ten miles away from the dozens of warships that Ling Feiyun had returned to the village in a panic.

"Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed?" Ling Feiyun stood on the bow of the boat and continued to mumble to himself: "Is it really the sky that is going to kill me today?" Ling Feiyun's expression was a little depressed, the southeast wind was blowing at this moment, the defeat of manpower was not terrible, and the destinedness or the so-called fate was the most devastating of people's hearts and beliefs.

Seeing that the Shuizhai camp was close at hand, Ling Feiyun finally felt a little relieved, the previous defeat was not very much, as long as he returned to the Shuizhai camp, he could fight again!

Suddenly, a cannon rang out in the camp of the Water Village! Suddenly, the sky burst into flames, and for a moment the Water Village turned into a sea of fire! Ling Feiyun's chest was sullen, as if he had received a heavy blow to his chest, "Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out. Ling Feiyun was really disillusioned at the moment, panicked like a lost dog, anxious like a fish that slipped through the net, the previous defeat and escape could be defeated by manpower and planning, but now even the way back has been cut off by the enemy. Thinking of the arrogant words of killing 3,000 enemies in front of Guo Jinlong, and thinking of the knights of the Dongting in the water clothes admired by everyone in the rivers and lakes, it is no wonder that Ling Feiyun was angry and vomited blood for a while.

Ling Feiyun vomited out a mouthful of bad blood, collapsed weakly, and was supported by the deputy general beside him, "General, general, you can't fall!" The deputy general's shout was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Ling Feiyun thought of the 30,000 soldiers, remembered the sleeping unicorn in swaddling clothes above the attic of the warship, and remembered Guo Jinlong's life entrustment, Ling Feiyun, who was originally exhausted, suddenly lifted his true breath, stood up to himself, and rushed to the sky. The second acupoint of the Shentang slapped hard, sealed the upwelling qi and blood, and secretly melted into the sea of qi by luck, and the surrounding meridians ran for a week, and the seven or eight success powers were recovered in an instant.

"Vice Admiral Zhang, order all the warships to take the general's warship as the central axis, and quickly form an iron bucket formation to resist the enemy!" Ling Feiyun's command is determined, and he will no longer see half a point of fatigue, let alone injury, this is Ling Feiyun's strategy to stabilize the army's heart.

Ling Feiyun's iron bucket was formed. Huang Yan's hundreds of warships, the three-way army was already approaching, and even the army that ambushed and attacked the camp quickly surrounded it, and Huang Yan's giant iron barrel array had also been formed.

Ling Feiyun quickly stepped up to the attic, pushed open the door, and happened to see the infant unicorn sucking rich milk. Isn't this the most beautiful picture in the world, but it's a pity that the stupid shame of human beings is troubled, and the nurse panicked to cover the not plump *** Ling Feiyun also felt a little embarrassed, and took a step back, and soon covered up the embarrassment in his heart as a respected general, and said in a majestic and commanding tone: "No matter what happens outside, don't peep and don't go out, it's your duty to try your best to coax the little master." “

The nurse from a farmer's household on the outskirts of the city replied with some fear and panic: "The villain knows, he must take good care of the little master, and the general can rest assured." "For a while, I forgot the embarrassment of the previous nudity.

Ling Feiyun turned around and retreated, and closed the door tightly. Taking a deep breath and standing on top of these three lofts, the air you breathe really seems to be more pleasant than the slightly fishy air above the deck. Ling Feiyun put up a canopy in his hand and looked into the distance, above the attic of the Nanjun general's boat, a flag was agitated in the wind to hunt and hunt, and the flag was written "Huang", and it was none other than Huang Yan, the leader of the three armies of Nanjun, who stood proudly next to the flag. At this moment, Huang Yan, with golden armor on his body, the golden sunlight is shining, and the dazzling golden light and the majesty above one person are all people who dare not look directly.

Looking at each other, Huang Yan's eyes met Ling Feiyun's equally sharp gaze, and he didn't dodge, after looking at each other for a while, it was Huang Yan who raised his voice, carried the qi of the dantian, and shouted in the air: "General Ling, you and I have no enmity but because of the war, today's sword soldiers are really what the lone king does not want to see, good birds choose trees to perch, good ministers choose the lord to serve, and the lone king cherishes talents and really doesn't want to ......."

Although it was a mile apart, Huang Yanyun roared out of his inner strength, but tens of thousands of soldiers on the lake were also able to hear it. However, before Huang Yan finished speaking, Ling Feiyun also took a breath and scolded vigorously: "Rebel ministers and thieves, how dare you call yourself a lonely widow! With General Guo in one day, you will not think about passing this Xiangyang Pass!"

Huang Yan's originally calm and peaceful face instantly became angry, and he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart and scolded: "I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do, even if you want to demote today, you will never be allowed to do it! Guo Jinlong, this reckless man, when the general picks up your house, it is not too late to go to Xiangyang to clean up, and you will go together on the Huangquan Road." “

"Wait!" Ling Feiyun raised his right hand high.

"Haha...... Haha, have you figured it out? Ben Jiang has never seen anyone in the world who is not afraid of death, and even the dead soldiers on the battlefield are also afraid and worried!" Huang Yan couldn't help the smugness in his heart, and laughed indulgently.

"Today's defeat is not much to say, there are ancient and modern defeats of kings, and Ling Feiyun only has one thing to ask for!" Ling Feiyun asked loudly, waiting for Huang Yan's reply.

As soon as Ling Feiyun's words of "asking for one thing" fell, the 30,000 soldiers of Beijun became agitated, some of them exchanged their heads, some of them looked around blankly, and some of them were suspicious of surrendering, and the army's spirit had already collapsed.

Huang Yan is so shrewd and sophisticated in a hundred battles, how can the battlefield be a place that is easily promised, and if he is not careful, he will bear the name of a faithless and unrighteous villain, and it is not impossible to shake the army's heart and be defeated and die. Huang Yan frowned and thought twice, and asked slyly: "Let's listen to it, if it has nothing to do with the victory or defeat of the battle, no matter whether you end up surrendering or killing today, this general will agree and do it for you." ”

"Eat the king's lu, the matter of loyalty to the king, although the battlefield is defeated today, Ling Feiyun would rather die and never surrender! But I beg the general to spare these innocent 30,000 soldiers, if they die to be 100,000 old and weak women and children without anyone to take care of them, this great yin virtue will also ask the general to accumulate it, so as to be righteous and bless the descendants. Ling Feiyun finished speaking in one breath, but unexpectedly, this time actually made the originally loose military spirit condense again, a general who would rather die than surrender, was willing to plead with the enemy general to let go of his soldiers in a low voice, such a righteous and righteous person, every hot-blooded man is willing to repay with death, not to mention that these are all brothers and soldiers who came out of life and death in the trenches of the battlefield. One of the generals couldn't hold back tears from his eyes, raised the spear in his hand, and shouted sadly: "There is no general in Beijun, I would rather die than rebel!" This cry actually caused 30,000 soldiers to raise their spears in their hands and shout in unison: "I'd rather die than surrender, I'd rather die than surrender!"