"No! You can't admit defeat!" Xiao Tianyou said with red eyes: "The dignity of martial arts is priceless!"
"General Xiao..."
Prime Minister Luo looked at him, his hair standing on end, and he was in awe of this iron-blooded general.
For the dignity of the empire and the face of the royal family, he did not want to see Xiao Li tear up the flag and admit defeat to the proud empire.
But as a father, he suffered more than anyone else, but the mission on his shoulders made him hide his emotions and issued the general's order:
"Xiao Li! Fight on!"
Emperor Shenwu turned his head and quietly wiped away his tears. There were already a few light red bloodshot eyes in his eyes.
All around.
The dignitaries in Chang'an were stunned and in disbelief.
Mrs. Xia, the minister of Zuodao, said in a trembling voice: "How could this happen? Even if the army protecting the country cannot win, it won't lose so miserably, right?"
Xia Ruyan looked down at Xiao Li calmly and remained silent.
Ye Ruoxue on the side had a cold light flashing in her eyes.
She and Qin Qianqian have exactly the same idea.
Xiao Li, it’s best to die on the training ground!
The daughter of the dignified general who protects the country has become Ye Chuyue's dog?
Extremely ridiculous.
...
Training ground, edge.
Chu Yue stood in the cold winter wind, the clear brilliance of the bright moon and the light of gems reflected in her clear eyes.
Bottom of eyes.
A bloody scene was reflected.
Inside the looming crow-green barrier, Luo Zhou was like a madman, dragging Xiao Li's ankle and moving forward.
He ran around the battlefield crazily. Sometimes he became interested and lifted Xiao Li hard and threw him to the ground.
Every one of the soldiers of the Shenwu Army was pinned down by enemy soldiers.
"kneel!"
Luo Zhou picked up Xiao Li again and shouted loudly.
However, they saw that the enemy soldiers used their crushing force to restrain the soldiers of the national defense army and actually forced them to kneel on the ground.
Three hundred and sixty soldiers protecting the country, their eyes were about to burst, their eyes were bloodshot, and they roared in despair, like beasts about to die.
Xiao Li was lifted up, his body covered with scars and his face covered with blood.
The black clothes were swaying in the strong wind.
She shook her head and wailed: "No -"
In the history of court banquet training, there has never been such an insult!
Looking at Luo Zhou's giving orders, it seems that they have been rehearsed just to insult Shenwu!
Behind the railing.
Princess Nanyang drank wine and had a drink with the old envoy.
She had a comfortable smile on her face.
"Is this the first level of your Shenwu army?"
"Trash, what a waste!"
Luo Zhou laughed: "The first army is such a waste. It seems that Shenwu is not far away from the destruction of the country."
The Shenwu youth and the common people gnashed their teeth, felt humiliated, and felt sad for Xiao Li!
Xiao Li never put down the flag in his arms.
Luo Zhou could have torn the flag apart and ended the battle long ago, but he didn't and deliberately humiliated Xiao Li.
Luo Zhou's hands lifted Xiao Li to the highest point.
The cold wind poured into the wound, giving it a cool and tingling sensation.
She turned her head with difficulty and looked at the girl in blood-colored neon clothes through the faint crow.
The corners of Xiao Li's blood-stained lips revealed a desolate smile.
She tried her best.
The other Seven Kills soldiers rushed over and snatched the flag from Xiao Li's hand.
With all their strength, the flag turned into sharp fragments and scattered on the ground.
boom!
Luo Zhou threw Xiao Li down.
Xiao Li's back happened to be pierced by those fragments.
She fell in a pool of blood on the ground, her light brown eyes full of crimson.