To the north of Blue Bird City are towering mountains and cliffs, not to mention people, birds can't get up.
It is a natural barrier, so the north side is not considered.
Ming Xiuwen and his son led troops to attack from the west, Zhou Yizhi led troops from the east to outflank, and Zhao Yuanjing led troops from the south, blocking the gate of Blue Bird City.
The ten artillery pieces lined up are all equipped with shells. It came with the latest batch of supplies.
It was Yundai who emptied the assets of the arsenal for him.
It is precisely to be used in this most critical siege battle.
Zhao Yuanjing was riding on horseback, looking at the Blue Bird City.
On the surface of Blue Bird City, it looked calm.
But after a stick of incense, if they do not surrender, the city will be destroyed.
Xu Hu took the soldiers and kept shouting at the gate of the city, asking them to surrender.
The people in the city are panicking.
The ordinary people hid in the cave, silently praying that the war would end soon.
Most of the people left in the city today are fighters.
The elders are holding an emergency meeting in the house, and the atmosphere is tense.
On a raised rock not far from the elder's house, a girl with a one-armed white skirt was sitting.
Sitting cross-legged, holding a leaf in one hand, she blew a cry like a cry.
The cold wind blew her white dress and long hair.
She looked indifferent and didn't care about the fierce quarrel that was taking place in the house.
In the past six months, many people have died.
This battle, which lasted for half a year, has reached its final moment.
In the distance, Zhou Jun’s shouts continued to flow into the city with the wind.
After a while, the door of the elder's house opened.
Ji Li, wearing a battle armor, came out first.
Although she is over forty years old, she has an enchanting posture and wears a close-fitting armor, which outlines a graceful figure. She held a black shotgun in her hand and looked serious.
The other elders followed her and filed out.
Ji Tangtang glanced and recognized that the shotgun in Ji Li's hand had been left by Yun Dai for the first time here a few years ago.
"Are you planning to take Sister Yun's things and kill Da Zhou people?"
Ji Li glanced at the shotgun and said, "This is a good thing, but unfortunately, I can't get the right bullets. The power is much weaker."
"What's the use of this thing in front of other artillery?" Ji Tangtang said calmly, "Have you heard the shouting outside? There is more than half a stick of incense. If you don't surrender, their artillery will flatten the city. ."
Ji Li looked outside, frowned and said, "I tried my best to get them into the Zhou Jun’s tent for the two wastes of Red Cherry and Green Peach. They failed to kill the Emperor of Zhou. Tangtang, did you give them in advance? They report?"
"No." Ji Tangtang said, "because, it's not necessary. I have reminded you that you can make beauties against anyone, but you can't do it against the Emperor Zhou. It just made Hongying and the others lose their lives in vain."
"Hehe, men are all things that get excited, so why don't you treat him?"
"Aniang has been with a few men in this life, dare you say something like this?" Ji Tangtang said indifferently, "It's too late to stop now, surrender, Aniang."
"Surrender?" Ji Li laughed. "Our Jiuli have passed on for thousands of years. Have we ever succumbed to whom?"
Ji Tangtang said: "Aniang, why are you clinging to the glory of the past? Not to mention the tribe of thousands of years, even the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of life will one day disappear without a trace. That's enough."