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Dashun Jingbing attacked the city of Kyoto in a thousand weeks. He did not choose to attack the city gate. Instead, he listened to Feng Yu’s words and began to smash the porridge against the wind. Not only porridge, but also soup, soup is the authentic Xianyalou old soup that Feng Yuzhen took out from the space, that is what she wants with the chef of Xianyalou, and she is ready to eat at any time in the space. Cook something yourself.

The climate change caused by the earthquake avalanche has turned the temper, which has only scratched the north wind, and began to blow up the south wind. The wind blows from the south to the north, blowing through the fragrant porridge, blowing through the exclusive centuries-old soup base of Xianyalou, spreading the aroma and the wind across the high wall and sending it to the capital. Inside.

There were guarded soldiers on the wall. At first, they didn't understand that they didn't want to fight for them in the Dashun army. Instead, they buried the pot and cooked rice outside. This is completely understood. This is to psychologically crush them. !

Thousands of weeks of soldiers have not had enough food for a few days, the capital is the epicenter, surrounded by snow and mountains, a large number of snow and ice poured into the city, the palace is almost the same, the people's houses are completely destroyed, countless people Was buried in the snow and waiting to be rescued. The grain in the granary has begun to be supplied quantitatively, and the hunters cannot enter the mountain to play the game, and the poultry has long been frozen. People don't eat, and hunger is the most important thing that needs to be solved now.

Outside the city, Xuan Tianming and the soldiers sat around the big pot, holding a bowl of porridge, and the soldiers said that they were innocent jokes, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

After a long time, there was news from the King of Lotus. He told Feng Yuxi: "There was a serious disaster in the capital, less than 10% of the houses were left, and the palace was damaged more than 90%. All the people are cold outside. Hungry, there are many who are not killed by the skyrocket, but are starved to death by freezing. But there is still food in the Huangcang, Feng Zhaoyu’s little son is alive, still alive, and a large number of soldiers are alive, they block the gate. Never allow the people to go out and swear to save the capital.” He said while taking a sip of soup and then admiring the color. “It is said that this fragrance has already made people in the city crazy.”

Feng Yu smiled very embarrassedly, while laughing and screaming at Xuantian: "The outside is just a bad thing, and the nest is the opposite."

Xuantian Ming also laughed. "The light is not good. I still have to find an opportunity to go to the city to see. The thousand-week royal family still owes our enemies. Those fingers have to go to harvest in person."

Feng Yu blinked and wondered if he had to choose an appropriate time to enter the city. This thousand weeks originally she wanted to come, but at the moment, it is not a big deal. After the family was cleaned up, she had to think of a good way to use the waste in this land, and she could not let it be so free.

The food attack outside the city was carried out for a whole day and a night. The grain of the Xuantian Ming army was sufficient. Together with the snow for thousands of weeks, the snow was filled into the pot and it became water. The firewood was not enough. There are ways to get rid of fire without using firewood.

The soup porridge lingered uninterruptedly, and the scent fluttered to the city without interruption. The soldiers who defended the city on the Qianzhou City defense changed one after another, but none of them could be beaten by the outside and the pot was good. The soup is delicious and tempting.

Some soldiers said: "I heard that the owners and people of all the cities in the south have already invested in Dashun, changed their household registration, and did not live in the original place, but were sent to Dashun's border."

The person next to it immediately said: "I heard that the place in Dashun is distinct all year round. There are spring, summer, autumn and winter, the river is open, the tree is green, and the flowers are red."

Several more people gathered around and joined the discussion. "More than that, Dashun people can eat green leaves every day. I heard that the land is long, the family has everything, and it is cheap."

"It’s cheaper! There is no need to buy money at all, there are mountains, and there are all kinds of fruits to eat."

"You said that those who changed their household registration, can Dashun treat them as their own people? Will they be treated differently?"

"I don't think so. There are so many Dashuns. For hundreds of years, I have swallowed up countless small states and I have not heard of them who are not good to them."

"That should be said, do we still want to guard this Kyoto? Why is it that when the wall is dumped, are we not waiting to die here?"

When this is said, people face each other. This principle is understood by everyone. The servility that has been formed for generations and generations has been ingrained. The brand of thousands of weeks has been hit in their flesh, and it is removed when it is said to be removed.

So, people just talked about it, but no one dared to take the lead in action.

Thousands of weeks later, the people who lived in the city were now on the verge of madness and collapse.

The fragrance outside the city fluttered. They thought it was their own illusion. Later, they thought that it was the emperor who sent a kind heart and opened a porridge shed to give them porridge. However, people searched the whole city and found no place to apply porridge. Gradually, some people smelled that the fragrance was floating from the outside of the city, and it was passed from the Nancheng Gate into the city.

People rushed to the south gate and ran away, and they couldn’t even dig up the buried relatives. The scent was like a life, injecting a lot of hope into the deadly Kyoto. They rushed to the south gate and shouted: "We want to eat, give us something to eat!"

Thousands of weeks of soldiers were frightened by such scenes, and faced with these surviving people, they were quite weak. The soldiers are also human beings, and they are also raised by the parents of the mothers. These surviving people have their parents and relatives. If they stop, they will kill their loved ones by hand.

Some people are asking: "Why is the outside so sweet? Who is outside?"

The same question was asked again and again, and finally the soldiers couldn’t help but tell the truth: "It is the army of Dashun who attacked the city of Kyoto. They are cooking outside the pot!"

"Da Shun?" People are confused. In the past few months, there have been many refugees fleeing to the south, but none of them in Kyoto. Because the thousand-week royal family sealed the city, people in Kyoto could not escape. The people are still very strange to Dashun. I heard that they attacked the city. For a time, the fear brought about by the war immediately extinguished many of their enthusiasm for food.

The people stood in the gates of the city, and they did not want to leave, nor how to be good. At this moment, a young man who was in the middle of the people turned his eyes and suddenly said: "I heard that except for the capital, all the cities in the thousand weeks have been returned to Dashun, and all the people have changed their household registration. Dashun gives food and drink, and people are sent to warm and green places to live, only the capital can't!"

The people are simple in mind, and they don’t go deep into the fact that the capital can’t go out. This is what I heard, but I think the young people’s words are very attractive, plus all the cities except the capital have been In the end, is it that only they are isolated?

Some people are terrified: "Is it true that the thousand-week royal family wants us to bury them?"

This language caused great panic, and this panic sentiment spread wildly in the crowd and soon became deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The young man who spoke before said, "There is a thousand years of exhaustion, and God is going to die for a thousand weeks. The royals are still dying. They don't want to die, but we have a good life. But why? Give him a family to bury it? The capital of the city collapses, the royal city seals the city, does not give food to wear, so many people buried underground and do not know life and death. Dashun soldiers came to participate in disaster relief, do not know how many thousands of people have been saved, Such a Ming lord does not vote, is it to watch the family shut down all of us?"

The phrase aroused the anger of thousands of people. The people finally gave up the last line of defense in the heart of another round of aroma. The heart began to shift toward Dashun, and the hatred of the thousand-week royal family reached an unprecedented height.

I don't know who brought the head and started to rush to the gate of the city, trying to push the door stone away. One person moves, with ten people moving, and then thousands of people, the defending city soldiers are scared to stop.

But this is a thousand-week people, can stop, but can not kill, the people are more, the soldiers are less, not to mention the soldiers are also tempted by the outside fragrance to stand too weak, the people are so troubled, they are relatively weak.

I don't know who is taking the lead and shouting the slogan - "Let us go out! Let us go out! We have to break with thousands of dollars!"

Soon, everyone shouted such words and slammed into the city gate.

Outside the city, Xuan Tianmu suddenly stood up and stood up, staring at the gate of Kyoto to the thousand-weekly, the lips were slightly raised, and a trace of evil laughter came up.

Feng Yuxi also proudly said to the lotus king: "See you, don't move a soldier, hollow out your thousands of weeks, Soeasy!"

Lin Wang, how can I understand what she was talking about words, but a look of complacency but still understand, he rolled his eyes, "If I had not helped you waves of people in it, you think you can so easily ?"

In this case, Xuan Tian Ming nodded. "This time, I won a thousand weeks in one fell swoop.

"Oh, forget it, you are not so bad here. I have already been betrayed for a thousand weeks, and I am no longer a lotus king. I have never mentioned it in the past. You still think about it, the city is so Many people are pouring out at once, how to deal with it."

Xuan Tian Ming laughed and laughed, and the internal force was transported in the laughter, so that this laugh was actually introduced into the city along with the aroma.

After the laughter, it was like a Tianwei voice, telling thousands of people - "There is life outside the city to find, there is food to eat, Dashun is open to embrace thousands of people, give you plenty of food, give you Generations of Ankang, no longer afraid of ice and snow, no longer bear the wreck of the sky. Dashun will help you to dig up the remains of your loved ones, take you from the cold and cold to the spring blossoms. The old and the young women are weak first, can't hold, can't be chaotic, can't fight, can't grab. If you can do it, Ben Wang, help you out of the city!"