A faint smell of gunpowder permeated the battlefield outside Yunzhou City.

After repelling the first wave of chaotic attacks, a terrible silence appeared on the battlefield.

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhan Xingchang immediately dispatched militias, and the 30,000 militias spontaneously organized in Yunzhou City were transferred to the east gate, south gate and west gate respectively.

He knew that the North Gate was the focus of the rioters' attack, but Xiao Ming had already made arrangements, and the three thousand musketeers were on standby at the North Gate.

At the same time, Qi Guangyi led 5,000 cavalrymen to polish his sabers and cooperated with 3,000 musketeers to directly attack the chaos army at the North Gate at any time.

Looking at the militiamen who looked resolute and wanted to defend Yunzhou City to the death, a smile surged on the corner of Zhan Xingchang's mouth.

This is the people of the fief of King Qi. They support King Qi wholeheartedly, and for the sake of King Qi and their own home, they will fight against any enemy.

The militia came to the top of the city and were immediately arranged to their respective positions by the generals of the Yunzhou Army.

On weekdays, militias will receive military training during slack farming, and even organize militias and armies of various states to conduct joint training every year.

This system has been implemented in various states since the military reform.

Although the implementation has not been long, these militias basically understand the discipline of the army. In Zhan Xingchang's view, such militias already possess the qualities of soldiers.

After all, the regular soldier training in the Great Yu Kingdom is the same, and the difference is not too much.

Therefore, Zhan Xingchang is very confident in these militias and it is enough to deal with these gangs of chaotic troops.

After the militia was allocated and allocated, Zhan Xingchang sent the victims who had gathered Yunzhou City to the top of the city. On the way, he had already instructed the victims to say what they wanted.

Upon climbing the city wall, he immediately brought thousands of victims led by the old man to the north gate.

"Friends, don't fight anymore. We are all people from Jizhou. King Qi is so kind. He will give us porridge in the city and eat it. He will also share the land for us to cultivate in the future. Why are you doing this?"

Faced with the reorganized riots, the old man shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Shuanzi, I am your uncle. Don't fight with these people. There is food and land here. Your parents are also in the city. Don't fight." A disaster victim suddenly saw his nephew in the crowd and shouted in surprise.

Next, more and more victims found their relatives in the chaos, and more intimate shouts rang out on the top of the city wall.

Under the city, the people who saw their relatives looked excited.

"Uncle, I'm here, are my father and mother okay?"

"Okay, everything is good. There is food and accommodation here, which is more comfortable than our previous days." The old man responded.

Soon, sobs sounded on and under the city, and the meeting between relatives was particularly sympathetic.

"I won't fight anymore, I'm going to go into the city!"

The young man named Shuanzi threw down the wooden stick in his hand and shouted, and the people around him were also faintly moved.

They originally followed the Qinglong King for a meal. Now that they have a comfortable life to live, why do they still have to fight and kill?

"Those who are in chaos in the morale of the army will die!"

Suddenly, an angry shout came, and a coach of Qu appeared behind Shuanzi. The steel knife passed by Shuanzi's back. Shuanzi slowly fell to the ground with a shocked look.

The people around were stunned. They were so scared that their faces were pale, and their hands holding weapons began to tremble.

Once upon a time, the Azure Dragon King they supported had become so cruel?

A layer of chill lingers in their hearts for a long time.

After killing someone, Qu Shuai shouted angrily: "Don't fall into the trap of King Qi. Have you forgotten how King Yong treated us? The Great Yu Kingdom is already rotten, and the gentry clans will only exploit us people. They drink our blood and eat our flesh. What is the difference between them and the barbarians? Don't forget that in front of you is the seventh prince of the Great Yu Kingdom. His father is the foolish monarch of the Great Yu Kingdom now. Only the Qinglong King is the holy lord of the world. In the future, countless wealth will be ours."

After arrogance, the coach Qu suddenly shouted: "The sky is dead, the Dragon King should stand!"

"The sky is dead! The Dragon King should be established!"

"The sky is dead! The Dragon King should be established!"

A wave of roars sounded, and the people in front turned around and saw that 20,000 Qinglong Guards had gathered behind them without realizing it. This was the most powerful unit of the Qinglong King.

On the city wall, Zhan Xingchang sighed slightly.

When the slogan "The sky is dead! The Dragon King should stand!" was shouted, he suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

The Qinglong King is no longer the down-and-out scholar who led the people to seek food out of anger. Now, like those who have rebelled throughout the ages, he has begun to peek into supreme power.

"Right is a cup of poisonous wine that becomes more addictive the more you drink. Once it is picked up, it will be difficult to let go." Zhan Xingchang thought so.

"Shuozi!" When the old man saw his nephew being killed, he cried out loud.

The other victims on the city wall suddenly became angry, and they looked at Qu Shuai below and gritted their teeth.

"Everyone, let's go down." Zhan Xingchang said at this time.

He didn't expect that the Azure Dragon King was so hysterical and had already begun to kill and defect to his people so cruelly.

However, the technique of attacking the heart just now has shaken many people's minds.

"No, I won't go down, I want to avenge Shuanzi." The old man shouted.

"We are not going down, we are going to pick up our loved ones."

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The victims immediately became noisy.

Just when he was worried, the north gate suddenly opened slowly with a "creak".

Three thousand musketeers quickly formed a horizontal line outside the city gate, and the third row of soldiers picked up the flintlock rifle in their hands.

Qi Guangyi's cavalry are also rectifying the formation.

He looked at a figure in front of the north gate. It was King Qi. It seemed that the slogan "The sky is dead, the Dragon King should be established!" finally made him make up his mind.

In the chaos army, the Qinglong King was hiding in it. When he saw the north gate open, he was suddenly overjoyed. He did not expect that the defenders of Yunzhou would be so stupid.

He immediately issued an order to attack.

"Run!"

After receiving the order, the people in each song ahead began to rush to the formation again under the urging of Qinglong Guard.

At the gate of the city, three thousand musketeers were ready.

As the rioters rushed into the shooting range, the first row of musketeers pulled the trigger.

"Bangbang...", white smoke was filled with fire, and the soldiers rushing in front of them fell down one after another.

The people behind were so scared that they had no intention of fighting. They were facing this weapon that was squirting flames. How could they dare to continue rushing? After the people in front fell down, they immediately retreated in fear.

Zhou Xing was also scared by this scene and his face was pale. He didn't know whether he should continue to lead the Qinglong Guard to the formation.

But just as he was hesitating, a thunderous sound rang out from the city gate again.

Then a scream sounded, and a string of blood mist splattered beside him, and blood splashed all over his face.

He looked at the city wall, and the defenders on the city wall aimed their weapons like fire tubes in his direction.
Chapter completed!