As night falls, it is not so unacceptable to endure the throwing of the catapult than the daytime fight. After all, the walls of Yecheng are already bare, and the ones that should be ignited have been burned, and even the houses near the walls have been burned. There is no itch if there are too many lice and too much debt to suppress one's body, so there seems to be nothing to be afraid of.

The exhausted soldiers only hoped to have a good rest so that they could have time to welcome tomorrow's battle. As for why they wanted to fight, they had forgotten what the original intention was.

Among the farmland west of Yecheng, the soldiers of the Dragon Que Camp with black masks were slowly squirming from the ground under the cover of a black cloak. Although there was a kind of mollusk that described it as disgusting, the scene was indeed like this, and they slowly moved towards the target.

"I have no doubt about the combat power of the Dragon Crown Camp. As long as they successfully attack the city, even if they cannot conquer Yecheng with their troops, it is easy to resist self-protection. As long as they stick to it until dawn, the army can attack Yecheng inside and outside." Sima Ji Yangyang was content with his own eyes and said, "I remember, after you graduated from Yanshan Camp, you have also worked as a slasher and pen official for a while?"

"Yes, King Yan!" Qian Ming was puzzled, not knowing why his lord started talking about this matter again.

"It's nothing. It's good that I didn't forget my old career. Now the prison guards are nervous. You should know that the tug-of-war between me and King Hejian is everywhere, but it's not enough time to let Luo Yong send people here. It's up to you to deal with members of the Sima Party. You Jinwei has to rely on the heavy cavalry of the Jinwei. It's not that I haven't done it yet, right?" Sima Ji looked at the gradually stopped trekking machine and said lightly, "Including Sima himself, his subordinates, all the confidants of the school were killed. The males were not of age and did not leave any living. Taking this opportunity to solve the Hebei problem, I will feel at ease. Naturally, my elders cannot be treated like this, and even the females must be killed."

"Huh?" Qian Ming's heart skipped a beat, and finally nodded heavily, "Of course there is no problem here, I'm afraid it's not good for the reputation of King Yan. Now there are Wang Mi and many Qingzhou generals in the army, I'm afraid they won't see it well."

"The sky is great and the earth is great and I am the biggest. They asked this path to the underworld." Sima Ji, who turned his back to Qian Ming, turned cold and said contemptuously, "Wang Mi and the others? I have found a job for them. You will know that my bad reputation also needs to be shared."

"I feel that the Hu people are more pleasing to them. I can just pick up the whisk and enter the palace directly." What Sima Ji hates the most is the style among the gentry. I don't know if the aesthetic view is because the melee at the end of the Han Dynasty was too cruel, which led to the style of the gentry as a loser. Even the dress was not as arrogant as the Han Dynasty, and he was so arrogant that he was waiting to die, and dressed up like a feminine person.

It is simply that a country will die and will be a monster. In the later years, the examples of this are Japan and South Korea, and even all yellow countries except China. Japan and South Korea are in a practical semi-colonial state. Especially since the former has been worked hard by the United States to transform the social atmosphere, the so-called Showa man appeared. The spirit of the two generations of people in the Dead House in Pingcheng was completely different.

Japan and South Korea gradually became feminine in their aesthetic tastes of men. There are conspiracy theories that whites deliberately took the image of yellow people off the ground, allowing their own people to accept this positioning, and no longer pose a threat to white people in Europe and the United States.

Black people are ignorant, Middle Eastern people are cruel, South Asians are raped, yellow people are taciturn like walking corpses, counting and counting, it’s okay for white people. Now facing such a class that is applying makeup and still the backbone of the dynasty, it’s strange that the King of Yan has a good impression.

Since Qingzhou officials have already taken sides, there is always a way to think about it carefully. Naturally, the confidants of Sima's party cannot be kept. The remaining Sima Ji can adhere to the relationship between the previous generation and Qingzhou and divide the interests out. The King of Yan has decided, so Wang Mi will represent Qingzhou to operate the Bixian Fushi Department.

The ancients regarded counties as a country. As long as someone dared to support Qingzhou officials behind their backs, they would also dare to attack the high-ranking families of other prefectures and counties. This is not bad. The Eight Kings Rebellion was a royal family killing each other, so it would be reasonable for the gentry to kill each other.

Sima Ji was already thinking about how to divide the accounts. The Longque Camp, as the sharp knife, was still slowly squirming towards Yecheng. They still had tens of thousands of Youzhou soldiers behind the front. However, only after the Dragonque Camp captured the Jinming Gate, these waiting Youzhou soldiers would join the battle. As time passed, the water flowing from the Zhang River to Yecheng was slowly getting smaller. The gate of the upstream of the Zhang River slowly fell. In another place, the river embankment had been dug open, and the river water poured out along the ditches. In addition, the original river channel fell from the gate, and the interception work was considered successful.

Lying next to the soldiers who died in the siege during the day, the Dragon Crown Camp still squirmed at the speed of a snail. If it weren't for Bingzhou, he would have been chasing the fire line to participate in the war. No one would have thought that there would be such a disciplined army in this era.

They were less than two hundred steps away from the Jinming Gate in Yecheng. They could almost reach the guards above with light arrows, but everyone was still motionless, crawling one by one with their heads to the feet.

At this moment, a wolf howl appeared in the distance. In the quiet dark night, this extremely penetrating sound came from a distance, one after another, spreading across the battlefield like a dead silence.

Even the sleepy guards were awakened by the howling of the wolf. They said tired and impatiently, "Where are the wild wolves? What are you calling? Just eat so many corpses outside the city."

"It seems that what King Yan said brutally is true. The villages outside the city must have been slaughtered, otherwise the wolves would not dare to be so close." Another voice sighed heavily and said, "If I hadn't been afraid of being slaughtered, I really wanted to surrender."

"You should be careful and let others hear it." The wolf howl did not even want to surrender to make the soldiers awake. He quickly signaled his companions to shut up. After about a stick of incense, the sound disappeared, and several soldiers gradually fell asleep again.

"The upstream has been intercepted!" When the soldiers of the Dragon Bird Camp who also heard the wolf howls, this sentence flashed through their minds. The sound of the wolf howls is a signal of action agreed by both sides. Maybe the soldiers in Youzhou behind are already coming at this time.

The soldiers of Longque Camp who were lying on the ground near Zhangshui poked their heads out to see the depth of the river. They immediately jumped in without hesitation. The depth of the water was only to their knees, and then took out the suona at their waist and blew the attack signal.

The next moment, all the soldiers of the Five Thousand Dragon Que Camp stood up, and the soldiers near the Zhangshui jumped into the water one after another. The soldiers who were very close to the city wall ran directly to the city wall. The huge noise woke the soldiers of the guards and shouted bluffingly, "Someone? Who?"

Five thousand soldiers were uniformly flocking near Jinming Gate. Many panicked guards watched down and couldn't help but suck a cool air. Although they couldn't see clearly because it was dark, the dark figures could not see. How did so many enemy troops lean over?

The dark night was so scary that such a scene appeared. Could it be that the corpse that fell outside the city was resurrected? At this moment, the wooden stakes at Jinmingmen were cut off one after another. The soldiers of the Longque Camp who were running from the river had already taken action and cut off the wooden stake door that could be kicked off with one kick.

"If there is an enemy, go and report it to the general. An enemy will raid on Jinmingmen." Only now have someone reacted and shouted loudly. At the same time as this panic, countless soldiers jumped out of the river and flocked in.
Chapter completed!