Everything was calculated. At a distance of fifty steps, the two sides intersected at about twenty-five. The crossbow shot made the war horse under the knight stand up amazingly, and several of them were even caught in arrows and fell to the ground. When the knight rushed forward, Tian Li, who was holding Fusu, was blocked by the ink-carrying spear. As soon as Tian Li and Yan Junan got on the suspension bridge, the suspension bridge was pulled up.

"Let it go!" A crossbow suddenly appeared on the top of the city wall, and the artillery fired the cannon without saying a word. The rumbling sound of cannons sounded, and the female wall on the top of the city fell. Although Yan Wuyi and others behind the wall were still hit by the mud shattered by the artillery shells, they were so painful all over.

"Let it go-away!" The first round of artillery was not accurate. After the gunner adjusted, he began the second round of shooting. Although the Mohzhe could seize Fusu, he could not hang them into the city under the threat of the artillery.

"Brother Wang..." Mi Qian was quickly sent over by the knight. She was already in vain. Seeing the cannons hitting the city wall three hundred steps away, the broken soil and chips on the city went straight down. As soon as she got off the car, she grabbed Xiong Jing's sleeve and cried: "Don't hurt Fusu! Don't hurt Fusu!"

The shelling completely suppressed the Mozhe on the top of the city, but there was indeed a possibility of injuring Fusu. This was a smoothbore cannon, and an error of more than ten meters could not be avoided. But if the shelling was stopped, Fusu would be taken away by them.

"King," said the commander of the second division. "Mo has no faith, but Fusu is the eldest son of Qin. If they take it away, they will not harm him."

‘Boom-!’ The artillery fire was fierce, and Fusu’s cry could be clearly heard in the artillery fire. Mi Qian cried even more sadly when she heard the sound, and her eyes were begging to look at Xiong Jing.

"If the shelling stops, he knows that I am worried about Fusu and lose Fusu." Shen Buhe, the commander of the Fourth Division, shook his head. He knew this kind of struggle between people's hearts very clearly. The King of Qin still did not know where to end. The Mo family's intention was to make Fusu the King of Qin. Fusu was young and had a certain mind and character, so the Mo family would have a way to turn him into an anti-Chu person.

"Brother Wang, wuwu..." Mi Qian saw Xiong Jing hesitating and cried even more miserably. Xiong Jing saw that a hanging spleen was falling from the cannon fire. Fusu, who was held by Tian Li, was still stuffed into the hanging spleen and hung it up with Yan Junan.

"Stop!" The Mo family would not care about Fusu's life or death, and Xiong Jing had no choice but to shout.

"Stop..." The artillery bombarded Zheng Huan. After hearing the order of the king, the artillery school had to order the artillery to stop firing.

Although the sound of cannons stopped, it was still endless in Yan Wuyi's ears. It was not until his son Yan Xiang helped him up from the ground that he realized that the Jing people had compromised. They cared about Fusu's life, so they dared not fire again. The city wall was seven or two feet high, and Fusu and his daughter Ju Nan were quickly pulled up. Yan Wuyi smiled blackly and said proudly: "It's not just a word."

Yan Wuyi was proud of the city. Mi Qian saw Fusu falling into their hands again and actually wanted to run back to Xianyang. Xiong Jing grabbed her and refused to let her go.

"Terror!" Fusu was in his hand, and Yan Wuyi, who was not afraid of shelling, shouted on the city. Because the distance was too far away, Xiong Jing could only hear intermittent content, mainly scolding himself for "violent tyranny, slaughtering pregnant women, setting fire to the city..." and so on.

As a reflection of human thoughts, thoughts determine actions and remarks, and at the same time expose the essence of the social environment. Yan Wuyi’s remarks Xiong Jing sneered at them. He understood that these words were not really criticizing him, but saying them to his own people.

Xiong Jing's speculation was absolutely correct. Yan Wuyi knelt in front of Fusu as soon as he finished speaking, and shouted: "...I swear to defend Qin to death to resist Jing people."

"I swear to defend Qin to the death to resist the people of Jing!" The Mozhe official in the city shouted with a sensation, his momentum as if he was a rainbow.

‘Boom--!’ Xiong Jing scoffed at Yan Wuyi’s slander, but several artillery soldiers believed it. They were angry that they did not have the order, and the fuse was still pulled, and the shells flew straight to the city in the flames.

"Wang..." Mi Qian had just seen the power of the cannon, and suddenly saw the Chu army firing. When he saw the shell hit Fusu's standing place, his flesh and blood were broken and his body became weak, and he fainted on the spot. Xiong Jing was also anxious. Fusu was his nephew, so how could his uncle kill his nephew? While he asked someone to lift Mi Qian to a cool place for emergency treatment, he took out Lu Lijing to look at the city. At this time, the city was already in chaos and there was no half of the Ziyi garment at all.

"Free—" The artillery continued to fire, but not at the top of the city, but at the bottom of the city. Fusu and Yan Junan hung up the city, and Tian Li and Mengshi were still under the city. While they were hanging up, the Chu army suddenly fired. Sixteen fifteen pound cannons were completely rapid fire, and a shell accurately hit the Xuanpi. The Xuanpi was smashed to pieces, and two balls of flesh and blood fell to the city together with the lower half of the Xuanpi.

"Prepare to attack the city!" The artillery was finally stopped for about a quarter of an hour. Xiong Jing did not punish the artillery soldiers who fired in advance without authorization, but asked the engineers of the Ying Division to attack the city immediately.

When the artillery was bombarded just now, many shells hit the city gate. The city gate was not as penetrated as before, indicating that the city gateway was blocked. If you want to attack the city, there was no other shortcut except blasting. The engineers crossed the city to the city protection of the artillery and began to dig the city. They ordered the cavalry to rush to the Chu army's shogunate and asked the baggage to transport the hundreds of tons of gunpowder needed for blasting.

Last night, the king suddenly led Ying troops to Xianyang; Zhao Zheng was still missing, but he was sure that he had not crossed the Fengshui River east of Fengshui; and most of the Qin soldiers captured yesterday and today were left behind and were captured by the Chu army. How to resettle more than 300,000 people should be placed?

The shogunate was busy and waiting for gunpowder. Sima Zhuang, a soldier who rushed over from the shogunate, endured it for a long time, and finally said, "King, Mo really wants to rebel against Qin. If the king can agree to it, Qin will be in chaos. In this way, Chu..."

Xiong Jing shook his head heavily when he heard this and said, "Is the King of Qin my enemy? Are the Mo family my friend?"

"At this time, the King of Qin is my enemy, and the Mo family can become my friend." Zhuang Wudi did not believe in the Mo family, but he cared about the chaos in Qin. Once the Qin State is civil turmoil, whether it is Chu or the world, it will benefit.

"At this moment?" Xiong Jing smiled. He felt that a smart person like Zhuang Wudi should not understand this truth. "The King of Qin is my enemy, and the Mo family is my friend? Or why did our army attack Qin?"

Zhuang Wudi was about to answer, but Xiong Jing first said: "The attack on Qin is not only the country of Chu, but also the whole life of the people of Chu. The King of Qin is my enemy, so the Mo family is not my enemy? The words of the world are not Yang Jimo, and Yang Mo is against each other, and the Chu people belong to Yang. The King of Qin is my enemy, and the Mo family is also my enemy. However, the King of Qin is the younger brother, and the Mo family is the great enemy. Isn't it stupid to help Mo disrupt Qin, help the big enemy and destroy the small enemy?"

"I know what the king said, but why don't I use power?" Zhuang Wudi asked. "If the big enemy can be killed..."

Zhuang Wudi asked Xiong Jing in a daze, because he didn't know if he could use power. What he really realized was that people must not betray their own class. If they are kings, they act according to the king's habits. Once they are as slutty as common people, the ending will be very miserable. Even if they benefit, their descendants will be very miserable. Will the initiator have no descendants?

If you are a commoner, you must be like a commoner, brave, moral, trustworthy, human nature, integrity, integrity, shame... These are not things that the commoner originally had. The resources owned by the commoner do not allow them to have these things. So don't pretend to be a noble person. You are still a commoner who values ​​real profit and fears life and death at heart, and the ending will not be much better.

What Xiong Jing realized was what he had personally experienced. He was constantly changing from a commoner to a real king. This transformation is hard to say that it is correct, but Zhu Zhu Chi, the people around him forced him to change in this direction, which was irreversible. At this time, he roughly understood what a king was and what was not a king, but he still didn't understand how a real king should govern the country and deal with things.

It is a very sad thing to lose his father at a young age. He cannot learn how to be a real king from his father. There are many "benevolent" things in the thoughts of the two Taifu Song Yu and Kong Qian, and he needs to distinguish them to absorb their thoughts.

The problem in front of Zhuang Wudi was exactly the problem he had been thinking about for a while, so he was stunned because he didn't know when he could use power or when he could compromise. The words behind Zhuang Wudi made him deeply despise it.

If all the big enemies and small enemies are destroyed, how can there be such a good thing in the world? Supporting the Mohist family to disrupt Qin State, isn’t this Ludendorph sending someone to St. Petersburg with a closed carriage? What’s the result?

The red rise, and thoughts swept across Western Europe and the world. In order to resist this thought, Mussolini's *** Party marched into Rome, and then passed to Germany, and the head of state took the initiative. Then World War II, Germany was ruined, and then democracy, and then paid for others to come to their homes and let them rape their wives...

All of this starts with a smart chief of staff who holds the idea of ​​"the big enemy and the small enemy are destroyed."

Free is the most expensive one. But there are always people who fall into this trap, especially smart people. Xiong Jing looked at Zhuang Wudi again, and thought that Jun Sima and Chief of Staff basically had the same intention to work, and he felt a little clear in his heart.

In the north of Xianyang City, Xiong Jing rejected Zhuang Wudi's suggestion without hesitation and waited patiently for the gunpowder transported from the shogunate. Even if he died, he would never betray his own class. But just a hundred miles away from him, a former noble completely betrayed him into a commoner.

"Jing Hua?!" Zhao Zheng couldn't believe it when he heard this name. According to legend, this person had long been killed by the Jingren Zhibi.

"Yes." The tattoo is Jing Hua, and Jing Hua is the tattoo. He seems to have been reborn once in the past nine years, and he is no longer the same person he used to be.

Zhao Zheng's eyes took a long time to move away from Jing Hua's tattoo. He once again felt that Qin had been infiltrated into a sieve, and a general who was plotting to rebel in the Qin army's camp.

"Why are you planning to rebel?" Zhao Zheng's question was unexpected and not surprising.

"For the sake of reform, I strengthened Jing and attacked Qin." When talking about the old story, Jing Hua's expression darkened.

Zhao Zheng nodded and asked again: "Since that's the case, why should I help me today? If I die, Jing State will be free of worries."
Chapter completed!