Chapter 661

His expression was excited, and his pale face turned slightly red. With his cry, he did not know where the child's weak cry came from. It seemed that it was floating over the city. It was clear and weak, but it was more powerful than the wild voice and scream into the heart of people.

Immediately, Hua Qiong's body swayed, and the golden spear almost fell off. Huoran looked up to the deep of the tower.

She curled up her fingers and grasped the gun. Her hands were full of sweat. The cry was small, but it was clearly the cry of a child. Was it a long day? Was it a long day?

Mother and son are connected to each other. She can barely hold her own cold words when Yan Huaishi calls, but she can't stand still in her son's cry.

What's more, the towers are full of heads, so she can't see where the sky is and what's going on, and she can't stand up at the moment.

If she does something wrong, the whole army will be in turmoil.

"Joan! Help me! You give up your arms! Your highness will not offend you! Let's go for a happy life in the countryside, Joan. Do you really want to bury my father and son here

Hua Qiong's fingers trembled slightly, and her armor made a slight collision, which was concealed under the cloak. No one heard her. She looked at Yan Huaishi, who asked for help at the head of the city. She did not complain, nor did she feel that he had disgraced the commander-in-chief. Some were just pitying.

She took pity on him, from the beginning to the present.

She had always understood that he was weak and indecisive, and his flexible way of doing things came from being bullied at a young age. She learned to observe his words and expressions at a young age, and to survive in humiliation and ridicule.

She also knew that he was not ambitious and had a certain personality of going with the tide. He came to the imperial capital because he was exiled by his family. She was forced to be the head of the family. She even married her because she proposed in front of the ancestral hall.

This kind of Huaishi wants a happy wife and son, and a family reunion. What they want is the end of the world to stay together. No one should ask him to splash blood and denounce the enemy for suicide.

But similarly, no one can ask her to give up her confidant loyalty and the hundreds of thousands of followers who believe in her fire phoenix army for her own men and children.

She believed that as long as she left the spear at the moment, the other party might really forgive her family, but what should huofengjun do after that? They followed her to fight in Southern Fujian, not to be betrayed at this moment.

What about Zhiwei who is far away in the imperial capital? She put all subordinates and fate of life and death in her hands without hesitation, not to give her to disappear under the Zhou City.

Once she put down the golden gun, the tip of the gun will pierce Zhiwei's last battle. Behind her is the cliff.

She can't.

Some things can be done, but can't be done.

If you do, you will violate the reason why you are a person in your life. Living is also a kind of shame.

Hua Qiong clenched the spear, and the back of her hand was so white that her veins burst out.

On the tower, Yan Huaishi is still calling. His voice is sad. The cry of the child has never been stopped. Because he can't see the man, he is more worried about scratching his heart and liver. Many of the soldiers in the fire phoenix army have a look of pity on their faces. More people are looking at Hua Qiong.

Hua Qiong remained silent for such a long time, and people began to doubt that the army was in a state of panic.

"Joan..." Yan Huaishi leans over and stares at Hua Qiong.

Hua Qiong, silent as a statue under the tower, suddenly waved her spear!

The golden point of the gun in the sun across the bright arc, the city, all hold their breath.

Hua Qiong's gun tip hit the horse's ear when it fell. The horse hissed and ran.

On the tower, Yan Huaishi takes an excited step forward.

Under the tower, Wan Jun gave out a long breath, which sounded like wind and thunder in the flat ground.

Hua Qiong did not rush to the direction of the tower.

Her horse, after a vertical forward, was lightly lifted by her. The horse turned smoothly, its back to the gate, and circled her infantry array.

The sun is bright and the armor is cold. The red robed woman on the black horse holds up her golden spear and gallops in front of the solemn military array. The sound of hooves answers and breaks the silent wind.

"Children! Girls Hua Qiong's voice was high, and the silence spread far away, "I lied just now. On the tower, it was my husband and my beloved son."

The army roared, and the father and son of Qi looked at each other, and their faces were gloomy.

"I thought they had left safely, but they were still tied to the tower!" Hua Qiong raised his gun and ran faster and faster. "You can see that the court is going to exchange the lives of their father and son for my surrender."

"Marshal, what are you going to do?" The brave soldiers couldn't help shouting.

"I told a good friend of mine many years ago." Hua Qiong didn't answer this question directly. She rode around the army and ran faster and faster. Her face turned red and her forehead exuded a little sweat. "He is my beloved. I have loved Hua Qiong since she was eight years old. I once swore to the never dry waves of the South China Sea. One day I want him to understand that I love him more than all the mountains and seas."

On the tower, Yan Huaishi's body is stiff, and suddenly tears come to his eyes.

Under the tower, the armies raised their faces and looked at their God like commander. Before the crowd, they openly revealed their hearts.No one felt absurd, indulgent or embarrassed, only felt that the woman flying with a golden spear in the sun was brilliant and beautiful, and really like a God.

"They're tied up at the head of the city, and I'm in the middle of it." Hua Qiong did not turn back or stop, "but if I want to put down my sword and gun and abandon my comrades in arms for the safety of my family, then I, Hua Qiong, might as well die!"

"Joan..." On the tower, Yan Huaishi exclaimed.

"It's hard to do everything in the world, but it's not impossible. As long as you're willing to do it!" Hua Qiong has already run to the middle of the battle line, and does not return a finger. It is exactly the direction of Yan Huaishi, "you look! There are my men and my children on the tower. You can kill them and save them. If you can't do this, don't blame me for waiting in front of the Mengpo bridge and scolding you for being a coward! "

She burst out laughing. A bright blade suddenly popped out of the golden spear. Her back was facing the tower and facing the army. Without hesitation, she raised her knife to her neck!

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