Yin Ziqi's words came from the lungs, saying that he was sincere. He squinted his eyes and looked at Zhang Xun, looking forward to his wise choice. He didn't think that Zhang Xuan would refuse, and the condition he opened was very rich.
Not only did he spare his life, but he also recommended that he continued to enter the DPRK as an official.
Good poultry chooses wood and lives. Now the Tang Dynasty of the Tang Dynasty will pour, why bother to hold a dead tree without letting go? The talent of Zhang Xuan is that in the court of Dayan, there is a future future.
Then, then
The city head was silent for a moment.
Everyone set her sights to Zhang Xuan and waited for him to make a decision.
Nan Yunyun, Lei Wanchun, Xu Yuan, they stared at Zhang Xun anxiously, for fear that he made a decision to make him regret his life. The rebels led by Yin Ziqi were determined to choose to vote.
For a long time, Zhang Xun sighed with a sigh: "Master Yin, you and your ears."
Yin Ziqi heard him say that he was willing to be happy in his heart.
He leaned down his body to the past.
"Ah!" As soon as he posted Zhang Xun's side, he felt a pain in his ears, but he was bitten by Zhang Xisheng!
"I can't wait to eat your meat, drink your blood, haha, hahaha"
"Hahaha, hahaha!"
"Hahaha, haha"
Nan Yunyun, Lei Wanchun, Xu Yuan and others saw the situation that they smiled and broke the belly, and they pointed out Yin Ziqi, who pointed out blood and water, and satirized.
Yin Ziqi was bitten by Zhang Xiangsheng, and the blood flowed for a while. He jumped his feet in pain, and scolded as he covered the wound and said: "I don't know what happened, the general intends to attract you, but you will revenge.
Do you want to keep the festival for the Tang Dynasty? Okay, this general will be you! Come, push all these captives to the city head, be ready to behead! "
The outside of Beicheng City was full of rebels, Zhang Xun, Nan Yiyun, Lei Wanchun and others were tied to the gate of the city, facing their own destiny.
People are inherently dead, but the meaning is different. They die for the Tang Dynasty, die for their homes, and die for the people. They die without regrets and death.
Blowing the autumn wind, slightly cold.
Zhang Xiangqiang straightened his waist, and Nan Yanyun smiled slightly on his side: "South Eight, can you blame me to mistake you?"
Nan Yiyun once led Zhang Xunzhi to Linhuai to find He Lanjin to ask for reinforcements. Although He Lan Jinming had no intention of reinforcing Liyang, he intentionally left Nan Yanyun as his own use, but Nan Yiyun refused.
At that time, he could stay in Linhuai and no longer return to Puyang, but he chose to return to the indispensable solitary city.
If Zhang Xun is sorry now, it is Nan Yiyun, Lei Wanchun and others.
"Where do the adults say!" Nan Yanyun smiled: "I want me to swim in the rivers and lakes in the eighty or twenties, when I kill one person in ten steps, I don't want to stay for a thousand miles.
I do n’t have the business in the world. But the more people I kill, the more the facts of the world ’s injustice are too much. It’ s not what I can do at all.
Meet you. "
Suddenly, Nan Yiyun took the said: "You let me understand that you can change the world in another way and realize your dreams. If it is not you, I am afraid I will still do that so -called line in Weizhou now.
What about the righteousness? "
Nan Yiyun has never regretted Zhang Xun. If it wasn't for Zhang Xuan, how could he be from the army. If he did not follow the army, he would naturally have a refreshing thing in Puyang City.
Compared with several gangsters, this rebels, this rebels are the real evil!
"You!" Zhang Xun heard him say so, and he couldn't cry.
"Okay, so, since you have no regrets, I don't say much, just ask for our brothers in the next life!"
Zhang Xun sighed long, and said quietly.
Nan Yanyun's body was shocked. Zhang Xun said, saying that she would be a brother with herself. It turned out that she had always regarded herself as a brother!
Nan Yiyun only felt that his blood was boiling, and said, "Okay, let's continue to be brothers in the next life!"
The wind is piercing, the long hair flutter, the big knife raises, and the blood dye robe.
When Puyang City was broken, Zhang Xun, Nan Yunyun, Lei Wanchun and other thirty -six people were killed in all
After Li Kuo led his army to break through from the Lorion Valley, he went all the way to Puyang.
I just hope that everything is too late, and it is time to have time!
In order to rush to Puyang in time, he did not even compare Zheng Shanglun, who was retaliated with Fu. In order to rescue the brothers in Puyang City, he suppressed the infinite revenge in his heart.
He declined the so -called decree of entering the soldiers in Changan, and he resolutely refused Guo Ziyi's invitation.
Everything is for Puyang, everything is for Puyang!
Thousands of Tang ride across the river beach, stepped over the shorthara, stepped across the ridge, and galloped all the way.
"Sweet!" After turning the last soil enclosure, Li Kuo finally saw the Liyang City, which made him worry.
The black -gray city wall is covered with blood water, accompanied by the strong scorching breath in the air, and teach people to disgust.
The thick fog covering this strong city is covered in the confusion, but the flag of the wind and fluttering of the head of the city is the eye -catching. Li Kuo noticed the banner there at a glance.
That's not the flag of Datang, that's the flag of the rebels!
What, has the rebels broken in Puyang? Is it already late?
No, impossible, how can this be like this
"No.
The front of the Jianghuai Army also noticed the flag of the Yan Army in Puyang City.
They did not hesitate to come from Tangzhou Xingye, and at the expense of several obstacles under the rebels, but they still did not have time.
Suiyang City, it has been broken.
The tears flowed down the cheeks of Li Kuo, and it splashed into the soil.
Xiao Zhang Tuhua, Brother Nanda, Brother Lei, they, they all, they are all
Li Kuo couldn't bear to think about it again, clenched his fist fiercely, and sweaned coldly.
"You can rest assured, I wrote down this hatred, that is, to fight this life, it must be called Hu Lu's blood debt!"
PS: Qilang doesn't cry, and the responsibility can be carried on your shoulder.