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"kill!"

"Kill kill kill!!!"

Yecheng, amid the screams of killing in the sky.

Under the persecution of the soldiers of the barbarian kingdom, countless people from Dazhao rushed to the bottom of the city wall with deadly arrows and climbed up the newly built cloud ladder.

As soon as the person in front fell, another person in the back quickly made up for it.

In addition to the armored soldiers on the city wall, there are also many people in ordinary clothes or rich and noble guarding the city.

They were either armed with spears, ready to stab at anyone who came up the ladder, or they worked together to dump dung, hot oil, and logs on the ladder.

Among them, there is also a group of people in charge of logistics who keep walking and stopping.

They fell to the ground, avoiding the arrows shot from below, delivering supplies to the defenders, and transporting the wounded and the dead down the city wall.

One of the simple and honest teenagers with an adult-like body was exceptionally fast.

His efficiency in transporting supplies and moving people is often three times that of others, or even higher.

"How did it become like this?"

Jiang Ren, who was in the long-lived lock on the chest of the simple and honest boy, raised his gaze, watching the dark army outside the city, and the marching tents at intervals.

While thinking about it, his memory returned to a few years ago.

The thirteenth year of Fengbao.

That year, Wan Jinghao, who received the admission quota, said goodbye to his family and Si Lao, took his luggage and followed the caravan to Yecheng, and entered the best Qingfeng Academy in the city.

When he first entered school, he showed a talent that surpassed most of his classmates.

Whether it is poetry or songs, they are all in the top three, and in just half a year, with the first place in all categories, they have become the well-deserved chief of the same session.

It was also in the academy that he met Huang Lanxi, who had been thinking about it for seven years.

When we first met Huang Lanxi, who was like a lady, in front of the delicious cakes made by Wan Jinghao using the pastry skills he learned from Jiang Ren, he soon revealed his foodie nature.

Between the two, it was as if they had returned to the happy time under the tree in their childhood.

It's just that the two of them were pure playmates at that time, but now they are at least young girls, and the hazy emotions quietly arise when they get along again and again.

At the moment when the relationship between the two is heating up sharply.

Niu Dengwen, a classmate who firmly occupied the second place, also spied on Huang Lanxi. Seeing that Wan Jinghao and Huang Lanxi were so close, he used his identity as the son of the prefect to bring a lot of trouble and danger to Wan Jinghao.

If it weren't for Huang Zeshu, the head of the academy with complicated power relations behind it, he came forward.

Coupled with Jiang Ren's reminders at times of critical juncture, Wan Jinghao has long since died in an unknown corner.

Fourteen years of Fengbao.

That is the second year.

Thirteen-year-old Wan Jinghao passed the academy exam and successfully obtained the title of scholar.

He was granted the privilege of being exempted from errands, seeing the magistrate not kneeling, and not being able to use punishment arbitrarily, which made Niu Dengwen not dare to blatantly attack him again.

Fifteen years of Fengbao.

That is the third year.

Fourteen-year-old Wan Jinghao passed the township examination, successfully obtained the juren, and got the second place in Ya Yuan.

As for the first place in the township examination, Jie Yuan, it was obtained by Niu Dengwen, the son of the prefect and the second oldest of Wannian.

No one can figure out how Niu Dengwen broke out to be able to beat Wan Jinghao in the rural exam, but according to gossip rumors, some people have seen the chief examiner of the rural exam enter and leave the prefect's house a few days before the exam.

This year.

After two years of fermenting, the relationship between Wan Jinghao and Huang Lanxi is almost the last layer of window paper.

But it was also in this year that Huang Zeshu, who had been transferred to Yecheng as a mountain leader for nearly ten years, suddenly received an imperial edict to be transferred back to the imperial capital, and he would set off soon.

Wan Jinghao, who received the news, finally poured out his heart to Huang Lanxi.

The two who were in love with each other went to see Huang Zeshu together, regardless of etiquette.

Huang Zeshu was not surprised by the arrival of the two.

But due to his own status and the reason that he didn't want his daughter to be wronged, although he did not reject Wan Jinghao's proposal, he made an agreement that he must get the top three grades in the palace exam.

Only Wan Jinghao can marry his daughter if he has reached the top three in the palace exam.

The imperial examination is held every three years.

Before that, he had to go through a meeting to obtain the honor of a tribute, and Huang Lanxi could only wait until he was sixteen at the latest, which meant that Wan Jinghao had only one chance.

But even so, he agreed.

Compared with the hopeless rejection, the top three in the palace exam are difficult, but at least there is a chance of success.

When Huang Zeshu and Huang Lanxi were leaving, they also took their mentor Si Lao with them.

After saying goodbye to them, Wan Jinghao started the hanging beam thorns mode. Apart from eating, sleeping and taking care of personal hygiene, he was studying almost all the time.

If it weren't for the help of the sun and moon essence, his body would have collapsed many times in the process.

Fifteen years of Fengbao.

That is this year.

There was a sudden war on the border, and the barbarian country in the prairie mobilized a large number of troops to assemble outside the country.

Only half a month.

Countless Dazhao people thought that the border defense line was like an iron wall, but it was broken open by the iron cavalry of the barbarian country.

With thousands of years of history, Da Zhao, who has established his country for more than a hundred years, and tens of millions of people are all naked and exposed to the iron hooves of a wolf-like barbarian country.

In just over a month, the fire of war has already burned Yecheng, which is near the border.

in a hurry.

Wan Jinghao only had time to transfer his family from the village to Yecheng.

For Jiang Ren's proposal to take his family and flee to the hinterland of Da Zhao, he rejected Jiang Ren for the first time.

Because he didn't want his elderly parents to run around, and because he believed that support would come soon, he finally stayed in Yecheng.

Surrounded by a barbarian army.

Yecheng, which has taken in a lot of fleeing people, the number has swelled to 200,000, killed the former Da Zhao scholar who came to persuade him to surrender, and made an oath to defend the city, waiting for the arrival of support.

Under the wave after wave of the barbarian army, it is now the tenth day of defending the city.

"Ten days..."

Jiang Ren, who woke up from his memories, silently watched the slave army outside the city like cannon fodder.

They were all skinny, with fear and disheartened faces on their faces.

They were originally from Da Zhao, but after being captured by the barbarian army, no matter what their previous status was, they have now become slaves who were sent to death.

In the case of family members being held hostage, with butcher knives behind them.

Even if they knew that there was a desperate situation ahead, these slave army people could only continue to charge and die.

"There are not many military equipment in the city, including raw materials."

"Even if people have been urgently ordered to demolish the uninhabited buildings in the city and use them to make military equipment, it is only a drop in the bucket in the face of the daily waves of the barbarian country."

"In a few days, there may be only biochemical weapon dung water left."

"At that time, you can only fill it with your life."

"The difference from the equipment is that there is a lot of food in storage. Even if there are 200,000 people, as long as you save a little, it will be enough for three or four months."

"As long as the reinforcements can come during this time..."

Thinking of this, Jiang Ren chuckled in his heart, not holding out hope for this.

Most people in Yecheng are still immersed in the once glorious and prosperous world of Da Zhao, and they think that they are still the Da Zhao who has killed foreigners countless times with his smallness and greatness, crying for his father and his mother.

This is also one of the reasons why only a small number of people choose to flee after learning of the barbarian invasion.

Most people firmly believe that once the reinforcements from the imperial court arrive, they can make the savage and cruel barbarian army pay the price of blood and tears.

"From their point of view, this is actually no problem."

"But for me, who has studied five thousand years of history, this dynasty has entered the end of the decade."

"Land mergers are prevalent among the people, corruption in officialdom is serious, and the military is mostly greedy for life and fear of death."

"Even if there is no barbarian invasion, Da Zhao will not be too far from the collapse."

"In this case, if the reinforcements don't come, I'm afraid they will give away their heads when they come."

At this moment, Jiang Ren remembered the narration he heard when he first came to this world.

——The emperor is virtuous, the officials love the people, the weather is good, and the grains are ripe. It is an image of a prosperous world.

"Is this irony?"

"These days, I can't even trust the system."

"However, war may be a good thing for me..."

Jiang Ren focused his attention on the body that has never changed a bit since he came to this world.

At this moment, as more and more people died, he could feel a very slight strange feeling coming from his body.

If I had to use one word to describe it, it would probably be—itch!

It seems that something wants to break out of the shell.

But its power is not enough, far from enough.

"The cause of this change, is it blood? Or is it life?"

While Jiang Ren was thinking about it, he heard a scream from the surroundings.

I saw a young man not far in front of Wan Jinghao, suddenly screamed and fell to the ground, with an arrow between his neck.

Because of the height of the city walls.

Before reaching a certain distance from the position, most archers were unable to shoot their arrows on the city wall. Most of the arrows that came up lost their strength and accuracy, and few arrows could hit.

Not to mention, hits like this are still fatal.

"Mo Xiao, are you alright?"

Wan Jinghao went up quickly, supported the head of the young man with the arrow, and looked at the arrow that penetrated into his neck.

Mo Xiao was his classmate, and he was also one of the few people who had a good relationship with him.

Mo Xiao opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something.

Wan Jinghao hurriedly put his ears close and comforted: "It's alright, Brother Mo, you will be alright..."

Mo Xiao's weak voice reached his ears: "Brother Wan, tell...my parents...forgive me for not being filial..."

When the last word falls.

Mo Xiao tilted his head to one side and lost his voice.

"I will definitely help you convey it."

Wan Jinghao looked at Mo Xiao, whose eyes were still wide open, as if he was unwilling to let an enemy die without killing him, and assured with a heavy heart.

In war, how can one not die.

Jiang Ren watched calmly, not worried that Wan Jinghao would be depressed, because this is not the first person close to him died.

"Wow!"

From the barbarian camp outside the city came the sound of the horns for closing troops.

In an instant, the barbarians and the slave army who heard the voice quickly turned around and retreated.

Some people who were on the ladder, in order to go back early, accidentally fell to the ground from a high altitude when they fell, and lost their lives after a few body shakes.

After this wave of engrossed defending the city, all the defenders breathed a sigh of relief.

They either leaned against the wall or slumped on the ground.

Compared to the previous days when they would cheer enthusiastically every time they repulsed the enemy, now they just want to seize every moment of rest.

Wan Jinghao and his fellow logisticians worked together to lift Mo Xiao and the surrounding dead off the city wall.

"This is the third wave of attacks today."

"Judging from the experience in the past few days, there is a high probability that there will be no next wave of attacks."

Jiang Ren, who moved his gaze following Wan Jinghao's actions, thought silently in his heart.

The time is approaching evening.

All those who did not have the task of defending the city were called to an open space near the city wall to gather.

Among them, Wan Jinghao, who was just about to rest.

It also includes his older brother Wan Shi, who has already completed his studies and is now commissioned to make ordnance. He is married and has children.

"Jing Hao, what happened today?"

Wan Shi, who is full of tendons, saw that his younger brother's face was not very good, so he asked with concern.

Wan Jinghao smiled bitterly: "Mo Xiao is dead."

Wan Shi knew the name.

I also know that the other party is one of the classmates with the best relationship with my younger brother in the academy.

He didn't say anything to comfort him, he just sighed silently, and patted Wan Jinghao's arm twice.

There was a commotion from the crowd.

I saw Niu Kunyuan, the prefect with the highest official position in the city, coming up on the high platform at the forefront.

As a civilian, he was in charge of logistical affairs, and occasionally wandered between the four walls, preaching such remarks as insisting on resistance, waiting for reinforcements, and we will win.

"Ridiculous..."

When Wan Jinghao heard Niu Kunyuan's hypocritical words, he kept sneering in his heart.

Niu Dengwen's father, who nearly killed him several times, seemed to defend the city on the surface, but he was actually a staunch surrenderer.

Unless most of the generals in charge of the army disagree.

The civil service group, led by Niu Kunyuan, probably had already opened the city gates, dancing and playing music to welcome the barbarian army in.

As for whether the people in the city live or die, it is not in their consideration.

The only thing they care about is themselves and the family behind them.

"Thanks to the love of the late emperor, I gave my Niu family a plaque of loyalty and martyrdom..."

"My Niu Kunyuan swears here that even if my Niu family fights to the last person, I will never surrender to the barbarians outside the city. My Niu family and Yecheng will live and die together! My Niu family is loyal and fierce!"

Niu Kunyuan on the high platform was full of loyalty.

In his speech and demeanor, he is completely a good official who serves the country and the people.

"Full of loyalty?"

When Wan Jinghao heard this, he couldn't help but sneer.

Wan Shi, who was beside him, looked at his younger brother and asked suspiciously, "Is there something wrong with the words of the prefect?"

Wan Jinghao asked: "Brother, do you know how the plaque of loyalty and loyalty from the whole family~www.readwn.com~ the Niu family got it?"

Wan Shi shook his head and looked at him puzzled.

"A hundred years ago, the head of the Niu family at that time, as a general of the city, was surrounded by the army of the previous dynasty that was dozens of times his own."

Seeing that no one around was paying attention, Wan Jinghao continued: "Because the location of the city is so special that it cannot be missed, the Patriarch ordered a team of soldiers to break through to deliver the letter.

Then, with the strength of the whole family and all the soldiers in the city, they jointly resisted the previous army for three days and three nights.

When the last Niu family died in battle, reinforcements finally came in, and tens of thousands of people in the city were rescued. "

"As expected of a loyal family... But, there seems to be something wrong."

Wan Shi frowned, feeling a little strange, but he soon realized what was wrong and exclaimed: "Since all the Niu family died in battle, what happened to the Niu family who won the plaque? Is it a sideline of the Niu family? "

If it is a collateral line.

That plaque really doesn't go well with its name.

"It's the straight line. That straight line violated the order of the head of the family, and disguised himself as a soldier who broke through to deliver the letter."

Wan Jinghao paused for a while, looked at Niu Kunyuan on the high platform, and sneered: "Zhonglie is dead, the villain is still alive!"

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