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"Kill..." Deafening shouts of killing spread from the city gate to Kyoto, North Vietnam. The people closed the doors and windows, prayed to the gods and worshipped the Buddha all the time, hoping that the war would end earlier.

"It's said that the Southern Jin Dynasty were barbarians. They killed people without blinking an eye. Please pray for the blessing of Bodhisattva to drive them out!" In a family, the hostess put her hands together and recited a few words of Amitabha.

The youngest son of her family retorted: "mother, don't listen to the hearsay. The people in the Southern Jin Dynasty are simple and honest. There are also people like the prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty who are both brave and resourceful. How can they be barbarians?

What's more, in recent years, the Southern Jin Dynasty promoted education and paid more attention to agriculture and industry, which greatly improved the status of merchants. As long as they had a skill, they could get the attention of the imperial court. They also broke the tradition of nobility being officials. I don't know how many times better than the northern Jin Dynasty. "

"Really?"

"is it not the child has the final say? Why does mother not use her eyes to see after the war is over? If the North Vietnam wins, what does it matter if what the child says is true or false? "

On the tower, Wang Dingjun looked at the quiet city and turned back and said, "Your Highness, it seems that the gentleman has really hit the mark. The people in the city have not joined hands with the North Vietnamese army to fight back."

"There is nothing to worry about. The people in Kyoto, North Vietnam, are all ordinary people who are used to living a comfortable life. Even if they are under siege, they may not have the courage to resist." Even if it is not, the common people really want to fight against the army, it is not just a brave heart.

"Is the student really as bold as that gentleman said?" It's not that Wang Dingjun looks down upon scholars, but thinks that scholars are only able to talk. It's better for them to hold swords and guns than for civilians.

"The courage of the scholars lies in their souls. You just have to think about it according to the character of the prime minister and Xue Tingwei."

"This..." Wang Dingjun was speechless. If there were thousands of scholars like prime minister and Tingwei, how could they fight?

We can't really kill all these people. So, the Southern Jin Dynasty should not have a bad reputation for harming the people?

"Newspaper General Li suggested opening the gate and going out of the city to encircle and suppress the enemy! Your highness, please

Prince Zhao stood on the tower and looked down at the red eyed North Vietnamese army under the city. His eyes fell on the commander of the enemy center and guessed that he was the second prince of North Vietnam.

In fact, the second prince is not young. He is nearly forty years old. His facial features are deep and his eyes are divine. If he did not stand against each other, Prince Zhao would certainly appreciate this man.

But at this time, they are the eternal enemy!

"Wang Ziteng, do you think it is necessary to continue this war?" Prince Zhao asked from a commanding position.

"Even if I fight for the last human life, I will fight to the end!" Wang Ziteng angrily raised his weapon and pointed at Prince Zhao, "you occupied my land in the Southern Jin Dynasty and forcibly occupied my people. Now you still want to make the king bow down and submit to the throne. What a dream!"

"But don't you forget, who started the war first? I never crossed the border voluntarily in Southern Jin Dynasty. Didn't you force all this out?"

"Oh, who has no ambition? Who doesn't want to dominate the world? If you had no ambition in the Southern Jin Dynasty, how could you secretly cultivate such a cavalry? " Wang Ziteng looked at the powerful black armour guard, his eyes were cold, and he could never imagine the strength of this army without facing the confrontation.

Prince Zhao, with his hands on his back and a sneer at the corner of his mouth, said, "if there is no black armour guard, how can I fight all the way to your North Vietnam nest?"

At the moment, Prince Zhao is very glad that he has such a virtuous wife as Tang Yue. Otherwise, it will take at least 10 years for him to train a terrifying army on his own.

It can be said that the existence of Tang and Yue greatly shortened the time of unification of the world by more than ten years or even decades.

The ambition Prince Zhao naturally has, but he is not a belligerent. If he can live peacefully with North Vietnam, will he have to unify the world?

"It's no use saying more. Let's see the end of the first World War." Wang Ziteng roared: "the soldiers of North Vietnam, kill me! Do you want to see your loved ones slaughtered and your wives and sisters humiliated? "

"Roar..." The morale of the North Vietnam army was mobilized. Prince Zhao was too lazy to argue. With a big wave of his hand, a row of crossbows suddenly appeared on the tower, which was not obvious. However, the soldiers in the Southern Jin Dynasty were shocked.

Everyone has heard that the princess has brought a new batch of supplies, and their food has improved significantly in recent days. However, there are more bows and crossbows. They look like ordinary bows and crossbows. It can be seen that all the soldiers who have known its power know that this is the treasure of the city.

If the city of Chuzhou can be equipped with this equipment, it will be difficult for the North Vietnamese army to attack again.

"Let go The flagman yelled and waved his flag. Hundreds of crossbows fired iron arrows at the same time, killing the front row of enemies under the city.

The enemy troops are not vegetarians either. Seeing the arrow rain, they are busy protecting the shield in front of their chest, but before they can move, the second round of arrow rain has arrived, and there is a scream.

Ordinary archers, even if two teams of archers alternately shoot, there will be a gap in time, but the crossbows on the city tower are fired continuously, giving no reaction time at all.After ten consecutive rounds of arrow rain, the bodies of the enemy troops under the tower were piled up again. The remaining soldiers protected the second prince in the center and stepped back 50 steps before stopping.

"Your Highness, the crossbow of the Southern Jin Dynasty is too powerful. What should I do?"

Wang Ziteng spat and said fiercely: "let people shout together. The people in the city are more than one million. If they can stab in the back and cooperate with each other, why not win?"

Kyoto is the capital of North Vietnam. Now the Garrison has become the army of the Southern Jin Dynasty, but they can't go back home or enter the gate. What a joke!

"Folks in the city, don't you want to watch your children and grandchildren die at the door of your house and be indifferent? Is it necessary for white haired people to send black haired people to make decisions? Come out and have a look at your relatives. They are being slaughtered wantonly, and their souls are buried in the ground forever. Can you hide at home and do nothing?

Your cowardice and your cowardice will only make your relatives and enemies hurt quickly, and become accomplices in harming compatriots. Do you want to let your children die in peace and let the latter half of your life in pain and regret?

Come out and see how your relatives have been stabbed and shot to death by an arrow. Their blood is still hot. They just want to see you for the last time before they die. Kyoto is already a bloody Kyoto. Can't you smell the bloody smell of the whole city

Wang Dingjun took a large bow and crossbow, put on an iron arrow with thick arms, and aimed at the general who was shouting, he shot out with one arrow!

If a million people want to wake up, they will not have the power to stand out.

"Your Highness..." Wang Dingjun was staring at the rear. He was afraid that the people in the city would really come out from the rear. Would they kill or not? Even if we want to kill them, can we kill them all?

If we really do such things as slaughtering the city, I'm afraid that the prince's reputation will be destroyed.

Prince Zhao's face is expressionless, calm command: "open the city gate, all soldiers attack, quick combat and quick decision!"

The thick city gate opened slowly, and the orderly rows of soldiers trotted out, shouting and killing, and led the North Vietnamese army to retreat dozens of steps.

"No return! Kill me!... " Wang Ziteng was the first one to rush out with weapons. He set an example. The rest of the officers and men did not shrink back, but bravely moved forward, vowing to fight with the Southern Jin army.

In Kyoto City, only the people close to the city gate can hear the excited shouts of the North Vietnamese army just now. However, the people living in this area are poor people, many of them are refugees from other places. They are homeless and even separated from their families. Their hard escape all the way makes their feelings more indifferent and indifferent than ordinary people.

How can they, who are accustomed to life and death, devote their lives to this cold and thin court?

Few people who are grateful to the North Vietnamese court rush out with sticks in their hands. You can see that the armed Southern Jin army is also scared to death. How dare they rush to fight with the enemy with sticks?

Courage is such a thing, more people will naturally have, less courage will be pierced, a thousand miles.

So a few people looked at each other and did not know what to do. Finally, seeing no one to respond, they all withdrew to their homes.

When the door is closed, it's hard to knock it open again.