Ma He knew that using loyalty to boost morale would only have the opposite effect, so he used benefits to deceive people.

Sure enough, the morale of the soldiers at the top of the city increased.

"The Northern Xinjiang Army is coming."

The army is rolling in.

The trebuchet is in place.

The bed crossbow is in place.

Yang Xuan looked at the top of the city and said: "We are already in this situation, why are we fighting? Someone, shout!"

Dozens of noisy sergeants arrived at the city gate and shouted:

"Xie Chang was defeated!"

Xie Chang was right in front of them, looking particularly lonely.

The cavalry is gone.

The morale at the top of the city dropped by half.

"Lin Shijun's army is not far away!" Ma He shouted desperately, then turned around and said, "Hurry up and take out the money from the treasury."

But it's too late!

"Shen Changhe escaped last night and was killed by our army's scouts. His head is here!"

A bloody human head was thrown in front.

Looking from the top of the city, you can see that it is just a human head. As for identification, even the eyesight of the divine eagle hand cannot do it.

"The Duke has ordered that you put down your swords and guns and build roads. If you resist stubbornly, your whole family will suffer!"

The Chinese military flag waved.

"Trebuchet...let it go!"

The stones hit the city head heavily, and the defenders looked at it with some confusion.

Ma He couldn't help but said, "This is a lie. Mr. Shen is in the city. Someone, go and bring Mr. Shen here!"

The so-called great talent is in chaos at this time.

Soon, those who went came back.

"Mr. Shen, it's gone!"

Ma He's face turned pale, "Old dog!"

"The Duke's order is to attack the city!"

The Northern Xinjiang Army began to attack the city.

Ma He stood on the top of the city, smiled miserably and pulled out his long sword, "I always thought that talent was not appreciated because of a crazy temper. No, I was wrong. I am not shameless enough. In this world, only shamelessness can make you a master. .”

Pulling his hand, and hearing the sound of his own blood spurting in his ears, Ma He fell on his back on top of the city.

"It's down! It's down!"

He saw the defenders discarding their weapons and kneeling.

He saw the Northern Xinjiang troops pouring into the city.

He saw the big flag at the top of the city being pulled down, and then a Yang-character flag was hung up, fluttering in the wind in the morning sun. He heard the sound of the city gate opening.

The sound of horse hooves is crisp.

The Northern Xinjiang Army was cheering.

"The Duke is mighty!"
Chapter completed!