At this moment, from the eyes of many purple-light infantrymen under the city, he was like a divine soldier walking down from the sky, so holy, so sacred, so invincible, and so invincible.

Living became their only belief.

"I want to live, I want to live!"

"I want to live! I want to live!"

"Open the city gate! You...I am willing to surrender! I want to live!"

The infantry running to the city gate could not shout out the gate of Mingyue City, which they protected with their youth, life and passion.

They dedicated all the Mingyue City to guard, and the familiar voices of comrades who could still be seen from the gaps in the door.

When they went out, they agreed to open the city gate when they needed it and let them come back.

In front of life, you are voluntarily given up.

This caused their faith to collapse in an instant.

He insisted on his entire youth and all his faith collapsed.

Even the gates they are willing to protect with their lives are not willing to open them anymore. Why are they still protecting such gates?

In despair, they knelt down on the spot and surrendered.

Some of them were still holding weapons and using their lives to buy time for Mingyue City's support. They saw that the gate was closed and that the archers on the city wall had already picked up the bows and arrows. When the arrows were facing them, the hand holding the knife broke the momentum, and their feet softened, and they fell to the ground.

Those who are enlightened and those who are ready to die have already rushed towards Long Shiyi at the first time, those who are stubborn, those who are loyal, those who can do whatever they want to do for Zhaoye.

They fell to the ground.

Most of the remaining infantry were confirmed when they were broken through the formation by Long Eleven, and they had already confirmed that they had no way to defeat the other party.

They are the strong men of Zhaoye, they are the elite men of Zhaoye, they are the most powerful warriors, and they are not something ordinary soldiers like them can deal with.

They were still insisting, but because the commander behind them issued an order to attack and did not issue an order to retreat.

They have been in the Zidian Military Camp for many years, and they have protected Mingyue City for many years, and it has been a habit for them to protect Mingyue City.

It has become a habit since I joined the Purple Electric Army and became a member of the Purple Electric Army.

It became a habit and kept them persisting. Even when they watched their comrades fall down one by one in front of them, they still persisted.

The closure of the city gate and the abandonment of the superiors made them appear whether this habit was really correct, is it a good habit, or is it just because it is a habit, so they are used to taking weapons, regardless of why, or whether it is really correct, swinging the knife in the direction pointed by the order, even if it is sacrificed.

Can the surrender really survive?”

"ask!"

"Can we surrender be alive!"

Facing the sword swinged by Long Shiyi, a purple-light infantryman who was still fighting stubbornly asked loudly.

Long Shiyi's sword stopped at the neck of the purple-light infantryman.

Dragon Eleven did not speak.

As early as Zhang Xi shouted the previous sentence, their swords were swung only at the Zi LED infantry who was still taking the initiative to attack them. For the soldiers who had no initiative to attack them, they turned their blades around.

They will not answer, and the power to answer lies in Zhang Xi. They only need to follow Zhang Xi's orders.

"The surrender, live."

Zhang Xi replied in the same tone, looking at the other purple-light infantry holding weapons, and added: "My Zhang family army has always treated surrendered troops well. In Xinghe City, you can see your former comrades. You can ask, how did we do it."

A high-profile victory is not about crushing the weak.

Since these purple-light infantry no longer have the power to resist and the will to resist, then their surrender is acceptable.

"Then it seems that you are saying that you can live by surrendering."

"Shh, let's just say a little bit, don't be heard by the city lord."

"I want to live, but if I surrender, we may not die."

The archers on the city wall heard Zhang Xi's words accurately, and when the Purple-Light Infantry stopped attacking, Long Eleven, who were killed like a man with blood on his body, stopped attacking one after another. They wanted to save the Purple-Light Infantry outside.

They had dinner together last night, and were thinking about taking advantage of the time to secretly go to the flower building and chat about which girl in the flower building is the most beautiful.

Before the city lord and military advisor came out, Zhang Xi's invisible giant could easily jump up to the city gate and attack them.

Whether the city gate is open or not, they may lose.

From dealing with the charge of the Zilittor Cavalry to the pressure of the Zilittor infantry, in addition to summoning the tornadoes before, there was also the initial call for war, Zhang Xi, who seemed to be the most powerful, never took action.

As a Zidian soldier, I have some impression of Zhang Xi, who has recently become famous (both good and bad).

That is a person who defeated Huang Chi.

He also achieved the best results of winning three cities of Purple Lightning within a few days.

It is rumored that he has a secret team, and it is the secret team that has brought him all the best.

Long Shiyi's number from killing Ma Ruming to stationed Zidian was over 1,000. Except for the more infrared dyed on their bodies, they did not show any fatigue or panic. The Zhang family army flag behind them was particularly dazzling. It was obviously a flagpole made of bamboo poles, but they were still standing upright behind them, floating freely.

"If only we can have such a strong team, we will be comrades with them."

An archer complained secretly.

On the battlefield, there are some ordinary soldiers who can be as comrades-in-arms with their powerful soldiers. The more powerful the comrades are, the greater the chances they will be able to complete military service alive. They can also make some military achievements together.

No one will resist living.

They are unwilling to give their lives to luck.

In the desperate work, they can deeply understand what role they play in a team.

They are self-aware and will never naively pray that the enemies they encounter are weaker than those who are not powerful.

Since the enemy dares to come to the door, will such an enemy still be a very weak enemy?

When Di Jun heard this, he just frowned and had no other thoughts. He could understand the current fluctuation of the military spirit. In fact, in his psychology, in his two-star martial artist, he also had similar thoughts.

"Old Han!"

However, just as he was about to pretend to be unable to hear, a silver light flashed, and the archer who said that sentence was separated from his body, and his head rolled down towards the city wall, and his body fell weakly inside the city wall.

The gushing blood soon dyed the piece of headless body red.

The soldiers in Mingyue City were shocked and creepy, and suddenly looked at the blood-stained knife.
Chapter completed!