The Three Kingdoms

And at this moment, at this moment, the first thought in the hearts of many resting soldiers is that they are willing to crawl over.

Because living is always more important than dying.

When they regained their senses, they felt that their thoughts were too cowardly, and they felt sorry for the great Parthian Empire, so the eyes of these soldiers became cautious instantly, and they couldn't help but look at the soldiers on the left and right. Reaction.

Silence!

The atmosphere under the peeping of each other was unusually cold and silent!

"Persuade to surrender?"

At this moment, the Lord of Peace's face, Albak's face was so gloomy that water dripped out, and the light from his eyes was as cold as ice, staring at the Guishuang man who was proficient in the An'an language under the city: "What an oriental man!" , They really have the ability to persuade them to surrender at this time, the timing is really good, this is to completely disintegrate the fighting spirit of my Parthian warriors!"

The heads placed under the city are basically the most powerful armored cavalry in the Parthia army. Every soldier in the armored cavalry is the strongest warrior in Parthia, so they have always been relied on by the Parthian army as Parthian warriors. spiritual pillar.

But now these spiritual pillars that resting soldiers rely on have been wiped out by the Orientals.

This severely suppressed the morale of the Parthian Army.

Facing this bloody scene, even he himself felt a little chilled, and the countless soldiers on the top of the city became obviously a little timid.

At this time, another persuasion...

"Hmph, I don't know what to say, you think that a small trick can disintegrate the spirit of my Parthian warriors, you are too confident, my warriors are..."

Albak sneered a little. He was always confident that the Parthian warriors he trained would be indelible in combat morale, but when he looked back and glanced at the expressions of the soldiers under his command, his heart suddenly fell. Under the ten thousand zhang ice cellar.

"Stupid Orientals, will our brave Parthian warriors surrender?"

"These oriental demons will not succeed. I swear by the name of the Parthian ancestors, and I will fight them to the end!"

"Fight, we must fight to the end!"

"..."

Standing by Albak's side, many Parthian warriors showed anger and roars filled with righteous indignation.

This is the reaction of a normal Parthian warrior.

But Albuquer saw in the eyes of the resting generals, and more of them showed a kind of silence to the Guishuang people who were persuading them to surrender.

The meaning of silence is...they are already a little moved by the persuasion under the city.

As long as he thought of this, Albak's heart felt like it was burning, and he was very angry.

How could the great Parthian warriors have surrendered?

He would rather die standing than live humbly. This is a truly brave and invincible Parthian warrior.

These soldiers are not fit to be Parthian warriors.

However, when his angry eyes were about to stare at them, the numb and cowering faces of soldiers were reflected in his eyes, and the resentment in his heart dissipated in an instant.

Can you blame them yourself?

No!

This cruel and ruthless battle has been a bitter battle from the very beginning. It has reached this point. The rest of the soldiers have sacrificed too much. All the rest of the soldiers have tried their best. On the battlefield, they fought bloody battles. Forget it, they never back down...

But the Parthian Empire had lost this battle.

When Tela City was taken by Dongfang Wu people, they had already lost hope of this battle. Tela City was their strongest backing, but this backing had become a sharp sword in the hands of Dongfang Wu people. He stabbed himself hard in the back.

This advance is tantamount to copying their back route, and the food in the city has always been in jeopardy. The only thing that can support the soldiers to fight to the end at any cost is the undefeated record of the armored cavalry.

The undefeated armored cavalry made them feel hopeful and desperate.

But this time even the armored cavalry has been wiped out by the Eastern Wu people. What else can they rely on?

Below the city, rows of Jingguan, which are piled up with the heads of armored cavalry soldiers, nakedly show the most brutal scene of the Eastern Wu people. source.

These soldiers have families and mouths. They are able to stand here today for the sake of the empire and the great Parthian race. But when they found out that this battle was hopeless, they were unwilling to be buried here with themselves.

"Bows and arrows!"

In his heart, Albuquer understood these soldiers who were already somewhat moved, but he absolutely could not allow these soldiers to develop a feeling of loss and sadness. He had to restore this morale.

Otherwise, this battle will be completely defeated, and the Parthian race will become the slaves of the Eastern Wu people.

He cannot be defeated.

So he still has to fight.

"exist!"

The three resting soldiers obeyed, and immediately lifted out a pair of heavy bows and arrows to those who struggled, and then presented them respectfully.

"open!"

Although Albak was in his sixtieth year, he was in good spirits. He stood firmly on a horse, stretched his waist, and burst out all his strength in vain. He held the bow with both hands. He pulled out a full moon drop by drop.

"Up arrow!"

The silver arrow landed between his fingers, his sharp eagle eyes swept down, and then he aimed at the Guishuang man a hundred steps away from the city.

"go with!"

The silver arrow left the string in an instant, at a very high speed, as fast as cold wind, and as light as lightning, passing by in a flash.

Click!

An arrow sealed his throat.

Standing at the bottom of the city wasted countless people spitting, and the eyes of the Guishuang man who was trying to persuade the resting soldiers to surrender, his eyes widened, his pupils paled in shock, and he lost his senses in an instant. The last thought he left in the world was why his neck There will be an arrow.

His body collapsed in doubt.

"mighty!!!!"

"The general is mighty!"

"With the general here, why not be afraid of the demons of the East, our Parthian Empire is undefeated!"

"war!"

"Even if we die in this battle, we will fight to the end!"

Thousands of words of persuasion to capitulate are nothing compared to a single action. Albuquer's single action directly reversed the depressed mood of the rest of the soldiers, making them feel as if they had taken half of the aphrodisiac, and suddenly became excited.