Chapter five hundred and eighty third persuade the mother to yield
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Facing her mother Zhu Rong's question, all Hua Wan could respond was a faint sigh.
"Mother, please stop asking. My daughter is persuading you like this for your own good, mother. You have never tried Da Sima's methods. If you have experienced the pain, you will definitely feel sorry for not listening to your daughter's advice.
And regret it.”
As Hua Wan spoke, her pretty face still flashed with lingering fear, as if the pain of being hung and starved was something she would never forget.
After hearing what her daughter said, Zhu Rong became more and more anxious to know how much torture her daughter had suffered from Yan Liang, so that she could turn from a strong and brave daughter of the King of Dayue to the timid and rat-like person she is now.
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Under the urgency, Zhu Rong refused to give up and kept asking questions again and again.
Hua Wan had no choice but to resist her mother's questioning, so she had no choice but to tell the truth with embarrassment about the humiliation and torture she had suffered.
Zhu Rong became more and more frightened and angry as she listened. After listening to her daughter's story, her charming face was twisted with anger, and her plump breasts were rising and falling violently due to her angry breathing.
"This Han dog dares to bully my daughter like this. It's really too much!" Zhu Rong was extremely angry and cursed loudly.
Hua Wan was startled, and quickly lowered the curtain, and said nervously: "Mother, please lower your voice, now we are the prisoners of Da Sima, and it is up to him to decide whether we live or die. Mother speaks so rudely, if I give
When Da Sima heard this, he was furious, and my mother was asking for trouble."
"It doesn't matter if he hears it, it will only lead to death. How can I, the children of Nanzhong, be those people who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"
Zhu Rong was so heroic and generous, and then she looked at her daughter with a bit of reproach in her eyes.
"Wan'er, your father is the number one hero in Nanzhong. With your status, how can you be so greedy for life and afraid of death, and be reduced to this situation? Where can you put the face of your father and mother!"
Faced with her mother's reproach, Hua Wan could only sigh bitterly: "My mother said it lightly. Death is of course easy, but Da Sima refused to let me die. Instead, he used various means to torture me, and my mother didn't have to."
I blame my daughter, but I think if it were a mother, she would succumb obediently to that kind of torture."
Zhu Rong's expression changed, and his excitement calmed down a little.
She knew Huawan's character best, and to think that she could become like this today, she was afraid that the torture she suffered was truly unbearable.
Although Zhu Rong said he was arrogant, he was actually a little worried in his heart, worried about whether he could withstand the torture his daughter said.
A trace of fear quietly hit my heart.
"Does the so-called surrender mean putting on these Han clothes?" Zhu Rong's tone suddenly softened, and his hand had touched the clothes that disgusted her.
"Of course it's not just that. I'm afraid the mother will have to go... go... like her daughter." Hua Wan's face was filled with dizziness, and she seemed to have embarrassing words that were difficult to say.
"What to do?" Zhu Rong asked.
Hua Wan hesitated for a moment, then blushed and said in a low voice: "Go and serve Da Sima and be his woman."
As soon as these words came out, Zhu Rong's expression suddenly changed. His originally gentle expression suddenly became serious, and his charming face was instantly covered with a shameful glow.
The dignified wife of the King of Vietnam had to be reduced to being like a prostitute, surrendering to the crotch of that Han dog and pleasing him. This was already a great humiliation for Zhu Rong, who had a strong temperament.
What is even more humiliating is that her daughter has also become the plaything of that Han dog, which means that her mother and daughter have to serve the same man together.
Is there anything in this world that is more shameful and more dignified than this?
Even if Nan Yi does not follow the education, Zhu Rong still has this most basic concept of shame. How can she accept it calmly.
Zhu Rong was so shocked that his whole body trembled, as if he was electrocuted, and he threw aside the Han women's clothes that he had already picked up.
When he raised his head, Zhu Rong's face was flushed, his eyes were full of horror and disappointment for his daughter.
She could never understand that her precious daughter could be so shameless now, and even persuaded her mother to serve that Han dog with her and become her plaything.
The angry Zhu Rong jumped up and said sternly: "Stop talking. As the wife of the King of Dayue, I, Zhu Rong, will never do such a shameless thing. It is absolutely impossible."
"But if mother doesn't give in, she will suffer endless torture. She will give in eventually, so why should mother ask for trouble?" Hua Wan sighed quietly.
Zhu Rong said resolutely: "What tricks does that Chinese dog surnamed Yan have? Even if he tries to do whatever he can to me, I will never succumb to him even if I am tortured to death. Never!"
Facing her fierce mother, Hua Wan was helpless and just shook her head secretly.
At this time, while Zhu Rong was angry, he suddenly remembered something and said hurriedly: "Wan'er, don't worry, your father will never ignore our mother and daughter. He will definitely defeat that Yan Gou and rescue our mother."
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"It's just us, haha..." Hua Wan smiled bitterly, "My father has been defeated many times in battles, and now even your mother is captured, so why should you defeat Sima Yan?"
At this time, Zhu Rong raised a confident sneer at the corner of his mouth, "We were defeated several times before because we southerners like fair and square confrontations and are not as good at deceit as that Yangou. Now your father has invited the invulnerable Tengjia
Army, even if Yan Gou has some tricks, he will be useless, and your father will definitely defeat him in one fell swoop."
The Tengjia Army is invulnerable!
The young Huawan was not very knowledgeable. Even though he was from the south, he had never heard of the Vine Armor Army before, let alone that this army was actually invulnerable.
The moment she heard her mother's words, Hua Wan's heart couldn't help but move slightly, as if she had already decided to "sink" and saw a glimmer of hope.
But immediately, Hua Wan sighed again: "Yanda Sima Fei is comparable to ordinary people. Even the invulnerable Tengjia Army will not be able to defeat him. My daughter advises her mother to give up her delusions and accept the reality."
As soon as he finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly sounded outside the big tent, interrupting the conversation between mother and daughter.
Immediately afterwards, soldiers opened the curtain and entered, ordering her mother and daughter to prepare immediately and follow the army out of camp.
"When we break camp, where are we going?" Hua Wan asked.
"The Lord has given an order. The army will immediately break camp and march northward to Qianwei. You must stop delaying and prepare quickly." The soldiers urged and left.
"Isn't Da Sima going to attack Xindao? How could he suddenly withdraw his troops and return to Qianwei..." Hua Wan murmured to himself, quite puzzled.
Zhu Rong's eyes suddenly burst into ecstasy, and he shouted excitedly: "It must be your father's vine-armored army, which Yangou couldn't resist, so he had to withdraw his troops and flee north. Look at it, Wan'er."
, I didn’t lie to you, your father will be the final winner, and we, mother and daughter, will definitely escape from the clutches of Yan Gou.”
Zhu Rong's exciting words once again injected hope into Huawan.
Just as his mother said, Yan Liang's tens of thousands of troops had strong morale. If they couldn't handle the Tengjia Army, why would they choose to withdraw their troops and return north?
If this is the case, his father Meng Huo may have real hope of defeating Yan Liang and rescuing her mother and daughter.
Hua Wan, who had originally given up her struggle, at this moment, like her mother Zhu Rong, had excited surprise in her eyes.
"Wan'er, let's be patient for a few more days. One day, my mother will cut off the head of the dog named Yan with her own hands to wash away the humiliation you have suffered. I will definitely do it." Zhu Rong held his daughter's hand tightly and vowed.
Make a vow.
"I hope so." Although Hua Wan was not convinced, she finally did not pour cold water on her mother. After all, there was still a glimmer of hope.
A gloomy sneer quietly appeared on Zhu Rong's charming face, and he murmured: "Han dog named Yan, let me see how long you can still be proud, your end is coming."
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It was almost dusk when we landed on the south bank.
The scorching sun is almost setting, and there is finally a bit of coolness in the air.
Ten thousand Yan's troops have completed their formation. Under the general's banner with the character "李", Li Yan stands on horseback with his sword drawn and stares into the distance.
But in the distance, I saw a dark iron wall, slowly advancing towards the main formation along the banks of the Lushui River.
Li Yan knew that Meng Huo's Tengjia Army had arrived.
Not long after, the enemy army approached, and Li Yan finally saw clearly this army, which even his lord was afraid of.
Sure enough, these ugly barbarians were all covered in dark black vine armor. Looking around, they saw a mass of darkness coming over them like dark clouds.
The sound of war drums sounded, and the approaching barbarian army did not form any complicated military formations. There were only a few hundred people lined up, forming dozens of large formations with each other, all the way towards Li Yan's army.
In an instant, the Tengjia Legion had advanced to 500 steps. This distance was already within the range of strong bows and crossbows.
"Crossbowmen, shoot the arrows!" Li Yan raised his sword and shouted sternly.
The order was passed, and in a matter of moments, more than three thousand sharp arrows rose into the sky and rushed towards the Tengjia army like a dragnet.
The moment the arrow fell, something incredible happened, which shocked all the officers and soldiers of the Yan Army, including Li Yan.
Because the arrows fired by more than 3,000 strong bows and crossbows hit the enemy's rattan armor and shields, they were bounced away as easily as raindrops hitting stones.
More than three thousand arrows were fired, but not a single person in the barbarian army was hurt.
Such a powerful defense is simply unbelievable, how can it not shock people.
The proud sneer waved the long standard in his hand, urging his soldiers to move forward.
"It turns out that the Tengjia Army is really inferior to swords and guns. No wonder my lord is afraid. If my lord hadn't made an explanation in advance, I, Li Yan, would definitely lose this battle."
Li Yan, who was secretly rejoicing, did not dare to hesitate any longer and immediately ordered the entire army to retreat.
Ten thousand officers and soldiers of the Yan Army rushed to watch the crossing and retreat when the Tengjia Army approached.
Wutu Gu only said that Yan Jun was surprised by his invulnerable Tengjia, and couldn't help but feel even more proud. He immediately mobilized the Tengjia army and took advantage of the situation to advance in pursuit.
After Tengjia's army, Meng Huo, who was watching the enemy's plundering formation, saw Yan's army "escaping" and couldn't help but burst into laughter with pride.
"Yan Thief, Yan Thief, you have finally met your nemesis. Just wait for me. I, Meng Huo, will soon ask you to repay tenfold the revenge you took from my wife and daughter!" (To be continued. Please search.
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