"I learned that you are fighting on the battlefield today and will probably never return to Qingyang City. When I come, I will make the decision privately and bring all your family members and relatives to the battlefield."
Lin Chu raised his lips and smiled: "When the war is over, you can get together with your loved ones. This is a great blessing. You don't need to thank me."
If Lu Yuqiu's death and the threat of thunder and fire bombs are not enough to shock people's hearts, then the safety of their loved ones can definitely break anyone's defenses!
The Qingyang Army all stared, Lin Chu, she... captured everyone's relatives?
How can it be?!
Believe it or not?
"Son, son, you have to live well."
Suddenly, an old woman was crying from behind the crowd. The next moment, she heard cries from all over, some calling her husband, and some calling her daddy. It was extremely miserable for a while.
The seven-foot high-spirited men of the Qingyang Army had red eyes.
They couldn't see anyone, but the sob-like calls reached their ears, making them unable to let go.
"It's my mother...my mother is here."
"It breaks my baby's heart to cry."
"Why did this stupid woman end up on the battlefield?"
Someone began to whisper in the crowd, and the fighting spirit suddenly disappeared.
The ghost guards quietly retreated and surrounded the Qingyang Army on the outside, looking coldly at these battle-hardened men.
Their waists were not bent by swords, and their courage was not wiped out by blood, but their eyes were moistened by this soft call.
That is their family, they would rather believe it or not, they can’t afford to gamble!
"General Pan!"
A pair of eyes looked at Lieutenant General Pan Yong, what should I do? Make an idea.
Pan Yong clenched his fists, and when the Lord of the City left, he handed over the Qingyang Army to him. How could it... be destroyed in his hands?
"Xi Chu dog thief!"
Pan Yong glared and shouted: "When marching and fighting, you should use real swords and guns! If you grab some old, weak, women and children to threaten us, what kind of hero do you think you are?"
"Heh." Lin Chu smiled lightly: "Can heroes eat? Can they drink? I, Lin Chu, have never been a hero, and I don't even care to be a hero!"
"Besides." Her eyes suddenly turned cold.
"In order to take over Kuizhou Prefecture, your Qingyang City poisoned the water source in the house. How many people died? Are the heroes of Qingyang so different?!"
Pan Yong was speechless and was slapped hard in the face by Lin Chu's words.
"How to choose? Come up with an idea as soon as possible." Lin Chu glanced at him and said slowly: "I don't have much patience."
"General!"
Qingyang Jun's eyes were intense and intense, focusing on Pan Yong. Pan Yong locked his fingers and pressed tightly on the hilt of his sword, glaring at Lin Chu.
"Listen, we can surrender. But you must ensure the safety of the people in Qingyang City."
Lin Chu nodded: "Okay."
Pan Yong closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was determined: "Everyone... put down your weapons!"
Dang rang rang.
Cold and hard weapons were thrown to the ground one by one. Under the sun, the cold halo was gradually stained with dust.
The ghost guards stepped forward and tied up the Qingyang army and held them aside.
Lin Chu looked at it coldly, her lips tightened, but she did not feel relaxed.
In the city, Guo Qian and He Lianqi's whereabouts are unknown. Outside the city, the Tianshu Army and those coming from Guanda are not friendly and are eyeing them.
Don't relax until the last minute.
Under the city gate, Guanda clenched the reins in his hands, his eyes as sinister as an eagle, looking at the ever-changing battlefield for a moment.
"Commander, what should we do?" The Tianshu troops all looked at Guanda.
"Wait!" Guanda's voice was cold and gloomy. He wanted to see what kind of prestige these people in Kuizhou would gain after a series of fights!