"Don't you want to kill us all? You don't want to think about it, who will support you without us, who will help you defend the city? "Seeing the guy surnamed Chen just now struggling to be pulled down, the rest of the crowd had to worry about their future.

"Without you, it may be more likely to hold Chang'an, you Goguryeo moths, look at what you have done, corruption, harsh government ....... When you all ate with red faces, did you ever think that the people outside were still starving? Have you ever thought that everything you eat is produced by them? ”

Although Yuangai Suwen was a little stubborn, it was undeniable that he did get to the point, making a group of originally disgruntled guys all shut up.

Although they did not agree with Yuangai Suwen's views, and although they believed that they were born to be fed by those untouchables, no one dared to say anything at this critical moment.

Yuangai Suwen looked at the group of people below, and suddenly lost the interest in reasoning with them, and waved his hand in a smile: "Go back and take out your stored grain, put a million stone of grain outside the palace gate before sunset, if you can't do it, you will wait to raid the family and destroy the clan!" ”

A million stones?! Normally, this value is not a lot, but if dozens of companies get together, they can still make it up. But the key question is, what happened to all this food? Do you want to take out another million stones?

Looking at the back of Yuangai Suwen leaving, everyone clenched their fists, if it weren't for the fact that he had military power in his hands, he really wanted to .......

Regardless, the decision was carried out, and a group of Goguryeo ministers went home to collect food, while the gate guards returned to their posts, ready to follow the order to open the city and release them.

At this time, outside the city, a group of people from the third squadron of 'Fang' were waiting anxiously.

Wooden and several of his squad leaders gathered in a circle, surveying the situation in the city and discussing what to do if they were not allowed to enter the city.

"Squadron leader, I think it's better for us to go directly to the city, as long as the rope is hung off the city, these guys who are about to starve to death will definitely climb up with their lives." A skinny little fellow with a straw stick in his mouth muttered to the defenders of the city.

"To put it simply, don't say whether you can climb up or not, even if you climb up, do you think those Goguryeo people at the head of the city will let go of the people below? Do you think these untrained refugees have the ability to storm a city? ”

"And even if there were, do you think these hungry and walking guys would be able to climb up to the top of the city? Stop dreaming! The other guy should be the same villager as the thin man, and after listening to the thin man's words, he said sarcastically in the same accent.

"Don't make any noise, wait honestly, you haven't trained your patience after such a long time of training? Do you want to go back and practice? Wooden picked up the conversation at this point and glared fiercely at the two guys who were about to argue.

These two bastards are fellow villagers and relatives, don't look at the fact that they often quarrel together, but the two have a lifelong friendship.

"Squadron leader, we don't want to quarrel, but we have to find a way, if we return empty-handed, it will be a loss for adults." The thin man shrunk his neck in a glare, but quickly regained his senses, and dragged Wooden to continue nagging.

"Get out of the way, say one more word, go back and add an armed cross-country, Shen Laosi, you count him."

Shen Laosi is the thin man's fellow countryman, and he will naturally not let go of the matter of being able to pit his teammates, so when he heard this, he immediately wrenched his hands and counted them, and said after a while: "Squadron leader, I just said thirty-nine words." ”

"Your uncle, what the squadron leader just said was 'one more word', not how many words he just said." The thin man stopped doing it at that time, and retorted with a glaring of small eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw several good brothers who were usually good, lowered their heads and wrenched their fingers, and then everyone raised their heads and gave him a twenty-seven gesture.

Damn, fooled!

The thin man looked at Wooden without tears, wanting to say something, but at the moment when his mouth was about to open, he closed it again, turned his head and glared fiercely at the leaders of the other squads, and gave them a middle finger.

However, Wooden didn't care about his men, and all his energy was focused on the city gates.

After all, this attack is tantamount to a decisive battle, and if they can't sneak into the city, or can't open the city gates, then all the preparations will be in vain.

So he had to find a way to prevent the city guards from opening the door in case they didn't open the door, whether to beat or incite trouble?

But the current situation made him a little helpless, after all, he only had a thousand people on hand, and it was tantamount to a fool's dream to rely on these thousand people to open the city gate when it was closed.

So what else can be done in addition to the normal way?

Thinking about it, Wooden's eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought of a trick.

"You guys don't make a fuss, we have a way."

"Squadron Leader, what's the solution?"

Hearing Wooden say that there was a way, several squad leaders immediately came to their senses, gave up bickering with each other, and focused their eyes on Wooden.

"Get some yellow flares out and hurry up." Wooden glanced around, deliberately pretending to be mysterious.

"What for?" Several squad leaders looked at Wooden in confusion, but his subordinates were not slow, and after a while, three flares had been pulled out.

"What do you think this thing looks like?" Wooden asked, pointing to a few flares.

In order to distinguish the color and use of signal flares, the colors of all signal flare shells in Datang are different, yellow signal flares are used as shells in golden packaging, blue shells are naturally used as blue shells, and red shells are used as for red ones.

"Like what?" Confused, they looked at each other and shook their heads.

A flare is a flare, how can there be a situation like something.

"Do you think this thing looks like gold?" Wooden was also speechless about the comprehension of several of his subordinates, and gave the answer under the stunned gaze of several people.

"Gold? Squadron Leader, you want to get rich and go crazy, right? How could this thing be like gold. The skinny guy just checked the things in his hand and asked incredulously.

"Be careful, put things away first." Wooden turned his head and glanced at Chengtou vigilantly, and quickly snatched the flare from the thin man's hand and put it into his arms.

"Huh?!" The skinny guy was completely stunned, and if it hadn't been for the flare he had just shaken out with his own hands, Wooden's behavior almost made him really think it was a big gold bar.

(End of chapter)