The trembling hands were suspended when they were about to reach the sword.
A drop of cold sweat rolled down on Sun Quan's forehead, the corners of his mouth twitched, and a complex look flashed in his eyes.
After hesitating for a moment, Sun Quan gritted his teeth and grabbed the sword.
Wu let go of his hand, took a step back, and looked at Sun Quan with an encouraging expression.
Zhuge Jin also looked at Wu with a confused look.
He was a little confused. It was obviously the first Wu family to propose "surrender", which proved that Wu family wanted to survive, and even more wanted Sun Quan to survive.
But now, Wu has turned around and is actually persuading Sun Quan to commit suicide.
Instead, he advised his son to commit suicide.
It is obvious that Zhuge Jin, who is a subordinate, does not understand Wu's intention.
Now that the situation is over, Wu advised Sun Quan to surrender, in order to save his son's life and leave blood for the Sun family. That is human instinct for survival.
But at the moment, Yan Liang refused their request for surrender and must drive Sun Quan out of his mind. If he resisted tenaciously, he would still be unable to escape death.
There is no hope of life. As Sun Jian’s wife, Wu, wanted Sun Quan to die with dignity. In this way, even if he failed to save the Sun family’s life, he would at least preserve the reputation of the Sun family.
In this way, Wu is worthy of Sun Jian’s spirit in heaven.
This is Wu's intention.
Sun Quan could understand Wu's good intentions. He did not hate his mother, but instead picked up the sword in a tangled manner.
After a while of examination, Sun Quan slowly pulled out the sword.
The bright sword body reflected Sun Quan's eyes, which were filled with regret, horror and guilt.
With his wrist flipped, the sword slowly raised up, slowly moving towards Sun Quan's white neck.
Tears burst into Wu's eyes, as if she was sad about her son's departure, but she gritted her teeth and maintained her determination.
Zhuge Jin, who was watching, had his expression becoming more and more nervous and anxious.
"Master, no!"
Just when the sword in Sun Quan's hand was still several inches away from his neck, Zhuge Jin finally couldn't bear it and shouted to stop Sun Quan.
"Ziyu stopped!" Wu suddenly stretched out his hand and blocked Zhuge Jin.
Zhuge Jin said anxiously: "Governor, the lord is your own son, why do you cruelly force him to commit suicide?"
"It's not me who forced him to commit suicide, it's Sun's honor that forced him to commit suicide. As the Sun family's son, this is the choice he must make. Zhuge Jin, do you want to shame the Sun family!"
Wu's voice is like a blade, and every word is like a knife.
Zhuge Jin was drunk now. Although he couldn't bear it, he could only froze there with a bitter face and dared not stop him.
No one stopped him anymore, and the long sword in Sun Quan's hand finally stood on his neck.
One was his own mother and the other was his own loyal minister. The two stood a few steps away and watched Sun Quan commit suicide.
Sun Quan glanced at the two of them, and his eyes were as eager as if he was hoping that they could stop him.
But what he waited for was just helpless.
"I am the son of the Sun family. My father is the tiger of Jiangdong, and my brother is the little overlord. I, Sun Quan, must not lose the face of the Sun family. Sun Quan, just that light touch, you can definitely do it..."
In my mind, a voice was encouraging myself.
The sword blade in his hand pressed his neck tighter, and a vague cut of blood patterns.
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."
Another cowardly voice begged hard, begging Sun Quan not to be cruel.
So the tight sword pattern began to slowly loosen again.
Death to death, Sun Quan's fragile little heart was suffering from intense torture, and Sun Quan's face was also red and white, and there was no reason for the change.
Suddenly, Sun Quan closed his eyes tightly and tightened his teeth, as if he had made a final decision.
Zhuge Jin only thought that Sun Quan was determined to commit suicide, so he turned his head away, unable to bear to see the tragic situation of his lord's blood splattering on the spot.
Although Wu forced Sun Quan to commit suicide to make a reputation, he closed his eyes in pain when he saw that Sun Quan had made up his mind.
In the lobby, there was a dead silence.
Dang--
After a long time, the sound of metal hitting the ground echoed in the empty hall, accompanied by a long sigh of pain and helplessness.
When Wu opened his eyes, he saw not his son who was bleeding, but a son who threw a sword on the ground, fearing and cowardly.
Sun Quan stood there weakly, his whole body trembling endlessly, his face full of shame and cringe.
The long sword fell at his feet.
"Mother, my son can't do it, my son can't do it--" Sun Quan complained to Wu weakly, his voice almost choked.
Wu's thin eyebrows were deep and his face showed a disappointed expression.
Disappointment turned into contempt, contempt turned into anger. The angry Wu leaned over and picked up the long sword on the ground and stepped forward in front of Sun Quan.
"You can't even commit suicide. How can you be the son of the Sun family? Pick up the sword for me again." Wu forced him sternly.
Sun Quan looked at the sword, but this time he no longer had the courage to take it. He just kept shaking his head and begging all over his face.
"Mother, don't force me. I really can't do it, don't force me anymore." Sun Quan asked in tears.
"No, you must not defile the reputation of the Sun family. You must commit suicide today to thank our ancestors!" Wu's family was merciless and almost heartbroken.
Zhuge Jin next to him saw it and felt uncomfortable, but he couldn't speak, so he could only remain silent.
Under the pressure from Wu, Sun Quan felt more and more aggrieved, and the accumulated grievance eventually turned into anger.
"I said I couldn't do it, don't force me anymore!"
Sun Quan, who was so angry that he grabbed the sword in Wu's hand, and with a "click", he used his knee to fold the sword into two pieces.
Dang ding!!
Sun Quan threw the two pieces of broken swords to the ground, turned around and fled from the lobby like crazy.
"Zhongmou, stop for me!" Wu shouted and tried to call his son.
But Sun Quan turned a blind eye, extremely frightened and extremely embarrassed and angry Sun Quan only covered his ears, turned a blind eye like an ostrich, and fled in a hurry with his head in his arms and striding in a meteor.
Looking at the back of his son's escape, Wu looked angry and looked unconfrontational. He hated him for a long time, so he could only shake his head and sigh.
...
Three days later, in the north of Yuhang City.
Tens of thousands of Yan's infantry and cavalry gathered again, arrayed on all sides, and the direction of the North City alone concentrated about 20,000 Yan's main force.
The swords and halberds are scattered, the flags and seas are rolling, and the vast military force has changed the world.
Yan Liang stood proudly under the general flag, staring at the enemy city with a cold look.
After three days of blast, the Yuhang small city in front of me was blasted into a tragic way. The city wall was full of bullet craters, cracks, collapsed everywhere, and there was almost no complete place.
Sun Quan's last city is like a broken glass wall. It can be easily destroyed with just a blink of an eye.
The three-day thunderous blast has ended and the massive evolution has been completed. It is time for the end of this war.
"Lord, Biyan'er is already at the end of her journey. I wonder if that kid will commit suicide?" Gan Ning beside him guessed.
"Suicide? Humph" Yan Liang sneered and said decisively: "Biyaner definitely doesn't have that courage."
Yan Liang knows people like Sun Quan very well.
In order to seek peace, Sun Quan could give his sister-in-law. In order to survive, Sun Quan could use his mother to block the knife. How could such a person who would do anything to survive would have the courage to commit suicide?
It is better to live without dying. This must be Sun Quan’s current state of mind.
The rising sun has risen, the sky is high and the clouds are fading, which is a good weather for a great war.
"The time is not bad, let's start giving Biyan'er the last blow." Yan Liang pointed at the enemy city from a distance and issued an order to attack the general attack.
The cavalry was ordered to run to the army formations, and the flags swayed like the wind, and the rumbling sound of war drums rose into the sky.
Amid the shouts of generals at all levels, tens of thousands of Yan soldiers who were siegeing the city were ignited like fire and their fanatical murderous intent was surging like a tide.
The three-way drum passed, and the shouts of the sky and the earth cracked, and thousands of Yan soldiers rushed towards Yuhang City like a torrent of broken dams.
Facing the tide of people outside the city, the last psychological defense line collapsed in an instant.
After several days of thunderbolt chariots, the Wu soldiers had already suffered great trauma in their spirits. At this time, Zhuge Jin was the only one who led the army, and even Sun Quan could not be seen. In this case,
These already frightened Wu soldiers did not have the will to fight.
Before the Yan army arrived, the Wu soldiers in each city had collapsed.
The frightened Wu Zhu threw away his armor and fled desperately.
"Stop, stop me, those who retreat will be killed without mercy!" Zhuge Jin shouted angrily, and even killed several deserters with his own hands.
However, the situation is hopeless. How can Zhuge Jin's deterrence be suppressed?
In a blink of an eye, most of the Wu soldiers guarding the city had fled, and at this time, the vast sea of Yan's army had already attacked the city.
The moat was filled in a blink of an eye, hundreds of ladders were erected, and thousands of Yan Liang soldiers rushed to climb to the enemy city regardless of everything.
The rainy arrows attacked wildly, shooting and killing the remaining Wu Zuo on the city.
In the southeast corner, Ling Tongyi took the lead and rushed up from the collapsed city walls without hesitation.
"Fight for the lord, fight for Jiangdong, hold on to me, hold on—"
Zhuge Jin still did not give up. He waved his long sword and ran around the front line of the city, inspiring the remaining Wu Zhu to make the final dying struggle.
However, with all Zhuge Jin's efforts, how could he shake the giant elephant Yan Jun like an ant in this situation of defeat and like a mountain of defeat?
At the bottom of the city, the veteran Huang Zhong rode his horse straight to the city. He looked up from afar and saw Zhuge Jin running in his sight.
Huang Zhong suddenly had a murderous intent, so he hung up the long sword and took off the hard bow on his back.
The bow is like a crescent moon, and the arrow is like a meteor, but when you hear a buzzing sound, the sharp arrow breaks through the air and heads straight for Zhuge Jin. (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy for the novel, updates and more