It was nearly February, but there was no green in the fields outside Taiyuan City. Only some willows had just begun to sprout, and finally brought such a hint of vitality to Taiyuan, which was once again in the cold winter.

"This donkey ball fucks the Jin soldiers!"

Wang Bing slapped the blue bricks on the top of the city hatred and cursed: "If it weren't for these donkey balls, they should have started to turn the ground and plant in spring now."

Zhang Xiaochun, who had just settled down the Lin brothers, glanced at Wang Bing and was silent for a while before saying: "If the Jin soldiers never retreated, there would be no hope for this harvest this year. Even if there are rich families in the city willing to donate grain, they would probably not last long."

"You have to hold on for a long time!"

Wang Bing nodded, but his anger became even more intense: "I have thought about it. After Master Lin and his friends donated all the food, they will rob those rich families. After robbing, they will not have enough food. I will kill cattle and sheep. If I don't have enough food, I will eat people! Anyway, if I want to make me a dog for the golden man, there is no door!"

Zhang Xiaochun nodded, pointed to the soldiers patrolling in the distance, and said, "The official surrendered, and he still lost the title of Marquis of Haihun Guide. We, as well as the people of Taiyuan, are really worse than death."

When Wang Bing heard Zhang Xiaochun mention the official family, his face turned darker: "Don't mention the official family!

Who is Mr. Lin? This famous old man in Taiyuan City!

But they are stingy with themselves! They are not vague about major issues!

But our emperor is different. He is generous to everyone when he is, he is vague about major matters and is stingy with us Qiu Ba!

I can see clearly that Zhao Song's official family is just a coward, and he has never been the most cowardly, only more cowardly!

You can wait and see. What we receive now is the emperor's will ask us to open the city to surrender. After a few days, we will almost receive the official's will.

However, I still said the same thing. Now that the Jin soldiers are besieging the city, even if there are angels, he will not be able to come to Taiyuan. Therefore, I have never received any orders from the official family, so naturally there is no such thing as opening a city to surrender."

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Zhao Huan was still the cool equipment. After urging the horse to circle around the formation, he shouted loudly: "This land was shot down by our ancestors with one sword and one shot, and it was not given to our ancestors!

Now, the one named Wan wants to take the land under our feet, want to steal the money from everyone, and bully everyone's parents, wife and children. Can you bear it? Anyway, I am unwilling to accept it!

I don’t say anything nonsense to you. Kill a Jin soldier, five stakes and ten titles! Kill the injured, I will pay for treatment! I will pay for the disabled! I will pay for the dead! I will support his parents to live for the rest! I will support his wife and children for eighteen years!

If there are still people who dare not fight with the Jin soldiers, then just cut the eggs under your crotch by drawing a knife and getting out of Bozhou to find the emperor!

If you dare to fight, you will follow me to kill the Golden Dog later! I will take the lead in rushing to the battle! The Imperial City Supervisor! No matter whoever is! Those who retreat will die!"

"Fight to death! Fight to death! Fight to death!"

Isn't it just because his surname is Wan?

At the city of Bianjing, those who should receive the rewards received the rewards, those who should be promoted were also promoted, and those who should be awarded were also awarded the title. Although it was only the lowest level and was granted a title of 100 households with a low salary, and the salary was not high, so it could not be inherited.

With such a war in the official family, who will say the truth, there is no worries about how the family will survive after their death, and there is also the temptation to have a five-point stake in the head of a person or even a title. Who should take his life seriously at this time?

Just as the soldiers who were given a large dose of chicken blood, the baffle of the car was firmly lifted up, and even the people and horses were protected in the baffle of the iron sheet. Slowly, Zhao Huan's cool and extremely heavy chariot formed a huge car array.

On the big cart close to the inside of the cart, the rope as thick as an arm was pulled from the winch by the slowly rising hot air balloon. Suddenly, it tightened and then pulled the hot air balloon downwards, and then slowly became straighter. Outside the cart was the three thousand light riders that began to slowly move.

Sun Wanshi reached out and untied the rope to fix his body, then picked up the magical artifact given by the official family and looked at it constantly, muttering: "Let Grandpa Sun see first, there are more golden dogs, Grandpa Sun can give you a ride!"

The soldier who was responsible for stying the strings of Sun Wanshi's divine arm bow on his side curled his lips disdainfully and said, "I heard that there are more than 100,000 Jin soldiers. I will just pick some places with many people to shoot later."

Sun Wanshi nodded, suddenly pointed to an increasingly obvious black dot in the distance and said, "Tell me, grandson, I will arrive. I suspect there may be Wanyan Zongwang there."

"I think you are crazy about being a marquis!"

The soldiers next to him asked while placing a banner downwards: "The official said that he would kill Wanyan Zongwang's Fengzhanghou Hou, but how could you be sure that there would be Wanyan Zongwang in the opposite Jin soldiers?"

"intuition!"

Facing the Zhong Shidao who almost asked the same question, Zhao Huan smiled brilliantly: "Although I can't see the Jin soldiers opposite, I can be sure that the one with the surname Wan must be on the opposite side."

After all, who has ever said that he has no colorful phoenix flying wings and has a clear understanding of his heart.

Zhao Huan felt that there would definitely be Wanyan Zongwang on the opposite side. As soon as Wanyan Zongwang saw the hot air balloon, he was also sure that there would definitely be the dog emperor in the Song army opposite.

Nothing else, I was cheated a little badly. Now Wanyan Zongwang has had a psychological shadow on the hot air balloon.

"Is this the largest Kongming lantern you mentioned?"

Looking at the so-called large Kongming lantern in the distance, Wanyan Zonghan, who looked at Wanyan Zong, couldn't help but frown—

Judging from the current distance, the airbag above is about half a house on the top, and the hanging basket below can hold several people. It looks like the bed of an ordinary family. How can this be called Kongming lantern? How can this be the largest number?

Does this sand sculpture have any misunderstandings about Kongming lanterns? Or does this sand sculpture have any misunderstandings about the word Big One?

"Also, what else is left on this thing except the Divine Arm Bow and the thunder in the palm you mentioned?"

Wanyan Zonghan felt that this thing was not that simple. Maybe Wanyan Zongwang, the silly roe deer, was deceived by the dog emperor of Song State.

Wanyan Zongwang shook his head and replied, "The rest is gone. I have looked carefully and it seems that this thing cannot adjust its direction by itself. I can only tie it to the cart with a rope and move slowly."

Wanyan Zonghan nodded, pointed to the car array that had gradually appeared in the distance and said, "What about these big cars?"

"These big cars are covered with iron sheets and are not afraid of arrows."

Wanyan Zongwang replied: "I haven't tried the Rockets before, but the iron sheet of this thing is too thick, so it's useless to use Rockets."

Wanyan Zonghan nodded, looked carefully for a while before he suspected: "As long as you say, will the Song army be flawless?"

"That's about it."

Wanyan Zongwang spread his hands and said helplessly: "No matter which direction they attack, the Kongming lanterns they fly in the sky can attack us, but it is difficult for us to get close to their cart.

In fact, even if there is no such large Kongming lantern, it will be difficult to break through with their big carts. In addition, the influence of the thunder in the palm of the palm on Tiefutu, if you want to destroy the Song army opposite, you can basically rely on people to fill it out."

Wanyan Zonghan nodded and said, "Then let me fill in the order. I will send the order to divide the signing army into eight 10,000 teams and launch an attack on the Song army from eight directions. In addition, let the 50,000 main army into four 10,000 teams, wait for an opportunity to move, and let Tiefutu stand by."

"The East King thinks three times!"

Wanyan Zongwang was shocked and advised: "In this way, there will be only 20,000 signing troops under Taiyuan City. If the Taiyuan defenders go to fight, wouldn't the army be attacked from both sides?"

Wanyan Zonghan shouted, "You said just now that if you want to break through the other party's military formation, you can only rely on people to fill it, otherwise you will have to be defeated."

After a pause, when the messenger went down to convey Wanyan Zonghan's military order, Wanyan Zonghan narrowed his eyes and said, "You have fought with the little emperor of Song. What kind of person do you think he is?"

What kind of person is the little emperor of Song State?

After Wanyan Zonghan asked this, Wanyan Zongwang suddenly became silent.

Li Fen, the Minister of Personnel who could send a cordyceps to the camp to discuss peace, thus luring Guo Yaoshi and others to kill him, and then cut his hair on the top of the city of Bianjing to replace him. He would rather kill the people of the Song Dynasty than propose peace. What kind of person is such a little emperor?

Shameless? Extremely bad? Extremely hard bones?

Seeing that Wanyan Zongwang did not answer, Wanyan Zonghan continued: "He could cut his hair on the head of the city of Bianjing, and he would never propose or surrender to his own people. Now he has been chasing Taiyuan thousands of miles away. From this, he must be a vengeful person.

The current situation is obvious. Either break through the opponent's military formation in one fell swoop, capture or kill the little emperor of Song State, all the problems will be solved. Or we will be chased by the little emperor of Song State and fled back to the Great Jin Dynasty."

Wanyan Zongwang was a little confused.

It wasn’t what you said before, Wanyan Zonghan said, if you can’t beat it, if you can rob it, if you run away after it robs, can you escape to him to death?

Why has it changed now?

Wanyan Zonghan also felt like a dog-

If everyone's strength is similar, if Song Bing is still the same as before, then there are a hundred ways for him to make the little emperor on the opposite side kneel down and call him dad.

But what is the same now?

People can attack you from the sky, but you can't attack others from the ground. So people are confident when they go straight to Huanglong Mansion, and they don't know who can escape!

When Wanyan Zonghan thought of this, he hated Wanyan Zongwang again.

If this silly didn't explain Song Bing's situation clearly at the beginning, how could he face such a fucking situation!

ps: Thanks to Xingyu & Laozhu, book friend for the reward for his 20190114010730037!
Chapter completed!