The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

"General Guan, surrender... Don't risk the lives of our Dashi Army soldiers! You can save your reputation, but what about the Dashi Army soldiers? Do you want to watch them save their integrity for you and die here?"

"You've already lost this battle!" At this time, Li Changle appeared beside Jiang Fan and said to Guan Yizhi.

The moment Guan Yizhi and several Dashi generals beside him saw Li Changle, they couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Seventh Princess, how could it be you..."

As they exclaimed, the generals of the Dashi Army behind them finally recognized that the woman in front of them was actually the princess of their Dashi Dynasty.

Although they didn't know why the princess was with Jiang Fan, they agreed with what Li Changle said.

Guan Yizhi could save his own integrity, but why should he sacrifice their lives to fulfill his posthumous reputation? The battle was already lost, did he have to fight to the death?

Don't forget, they are invaders. Even if they all refuse to surrender and die here, all that will be left is a stigma.

What Guan Yizhi may leave behind is a name that will be passed down through the ages as a famous general who would rather die than surrender!

"General Guan, surrender!" Li Changle did not answer him but looked at him.

"Brother, surrender! The situation is hopeless for us, don't make any more futile struggles! As long as we have the green mountains, we will have firewood to burn!" Guan Yizhong also followed suit.

There was fear and terror in his voice, and his words were trembling.

Guan Yizhi heard this and looked at his brother. A look of misery appeared on his face. Surrender?! If he really surrendered, then everything would be over!

Not only was his reputation ruined, but his foundation in Daxi was also gone. The entire Daxi Dynasty was probably no longer able to fight against Dayan, and in the end, there was only the danger of being annexed by Dayan.

"Soldiers! We... cannot surrender. If we really surrender, the Daxi Dynasty will be finished!" Guan Yizhi turned around and said to the soldiers behind him.

However, his words made the soldiers look different. Everyone looked at him with complicated expressions.

These people no longer want to fight. Now, they are surrounded and their lives and deaths are in the control of others. What else can they use to fight!

Guan Yizhi can do anything, but they don't want to die here.

In other words, ever since Jiang Fan blew up the city gate and sang the ballad, they had lost their fighting spirit.

At the same time, from the direction of the three city gates, a deafening sound came from afar.

"Surrender your weapons and you won't be killed... Surrender your weapons and you won't be killed..." As the voice of "surrender your weapons and you won't be killed" sounded, the scene fell into a dead silence. Guan Yizhi knew that he had really been defeated, completely defeated.

There is no chance of recovery in the three directions. If someone really breaks through, there will be no slogans just now, but thunderous shouts of killing.

A look of misery appeared on his face as he looked up at Jiang Fan. He raised his spear with a firm gaze filled with a strong desire to fight.

Even though he is over sixty years old, his strength is not weak at all. After so many years of fighting, his strength has already reached the level of a first-class master.

He let out a light shout and leaped up. After a few jumps, he rushed out of the spiky bamboo formation. He was like an indomitable killing god, with a strong fighting spirit bursting out of his body.

Wherever the spear passed, a cloud of dust was raised.

"Kill..." He shouted softly, and rushed straight towards Jiang Fan. Behind him, a group of soldiers stood still, looking at the lonely general in front of them, their expressions were complicated.

But no one moved forward. This battle was doomed to be lost. No one was willing to die. However, Guan Yizhi's desperate courage touched everyone's heart.

The indifference in their eyes was loosening, as if a flame was rising in them.

Looking at Guan Yizhi rushing over and the fighting spirit in the eyes of the Dashi Army behind him, Jiang Fan showed a sense of helplessness and respect in his eyes.

Guan Yizhi was using his actions and his own death to awaken the cowardice of the soldiers.

He looked at Guan Yizhi who was rushing towards him, and casually took the Mo Dao from the soldier beside him, and rushed out. Zhong Ling, Chu Chengxiong, Chu Chengrui, and Chu Yan'er behind him changed their expressions slightly.

Just as he was about to go over to help, Jiang Fan stopped him.

Guan Yizhi is worthy of respect. Even if he wants to preserve his reputation after death, Jiang Fan decides to help him. Moreover, Jiang Fan will also extinguish the flames that have just risen in the hearts of all the people of Daxi Dynasty.

The Mo Dao carried endless power, mixed with Jiang Fan's amazing internal energy, and it slashed forward in an instant.

Bang... The blade and the spear collided in an instant. Under the astonishing power, the Mo Dao became unstoppable and cut the spear in half with one blow.

The blade slashed straight down, deeply embedded in Guan Yizhi's shoulder. Jiang Fan took the opportunity to kick Guan Yilu in the body. Guan Yizhi looked at Jiang Fan in shock, his eyes full of disbelief and astonishment.

He was defeated by Jiang Fan in just one move. And he was defeated so quickly! While he was shocked, Jiang Fan followed him like a shadow. Guan Yizhi fought hard to block the attack with his sword.

The two broken spears in his hands could not stop Jiang Fan's slashing power. The broken spears were knocked out, and the Mo Dao instantly cut through his head. In the blink of an eye, his head flew up. His body also stood there straight.

Guan Yizhi's flying head saw his body standing there, and his consciousness fell into darkness at this moment. The moment his consciousness disappeared, his body fell straight up.

The scene was in dead silence. Zhong Ling, Chu Chengxiong and Chu Chengrui knew that Jiang Fan was already a top-notch expert, but Chu Yan'er didn't know that. Seeing Jiang Fan so brave, she covered her mouth in shock, her eyes full of disbelief.

Many generals and Yan soldiers around saw this scene and looked at Jiang Fan stupidly. It was the first time for them to see Jiang Fan display such great power.

The light in the eyes of the Dashi Army also went out the moment Guan Yizhi was easily killed!

Their head coach was so vulnerable, which deeply hit everyone's confidence. Even though they were extremely angry, Jiang Fan stood there coldly, and the power he exuded frightened everyone.

"Surrender... or not surrender!" Jiang Fan looked at the Dashi Army and said in a cold voice.

Following his voice, the Yan army behind him immediately shouted: "Surrender or not... Surrender or not..."

The deafening sound caused an extreme impact, and each sound struck the hearts of the Dashi Army soldiers. The first general threw away the weapon in his hand and said:

"I... am willing to surrender!" As the first person spoke, the rest of the people looked at each other, with helplessness and complexity in their eyes! In the end, they threw away their weapons and chose to surrender.

They knew that any further struggle would only lead to death. They had not aroused much morale in the first place and had completely collapsed. Even if some of them persisted, there would only be one outcome in the end.

Even if these people wanted to choose to follow Guan Yizhi, it would require tremendous courage.