At the gates of the city of Joson there are two stone warhorse statues "garrisoned". At this time, the two stone horses divided the dozen or so people at the gate into two teams, five or six armed Odin stood on one side, and opposite them were the more numerous Yodelmans, judging by their respective injuries, the battle had been going on for a long time.

The same is true of the streets inside the city gates. In the alleys, in the taverns, and in the green buildings, they gathered together one by one. There are even those who stand on the roof and constantly throw hidden weapons...... Both sides of the battle in the street were wounded, and as was the case outside the city gates, they were facing each other with wide eyes, and the battle in the tavern was thumping, and swords and swords were clashing over the table, making dazzling sparks, and sticks were striking on the head with a dull sound. The battle in the green building was even more intense, and the little nightingales would each shout and cheer for their lovers, and then when the blood was sprayed, they would start screaming and running around, and sometimes, when someone was tired from fighting, they would find one or two little nightingales and find a room where no one was around, and engage in some more mysterious "battles"...... Occasionally, there would be a fight in the streets with guards dressed in kingdom light armor, but when someone struck them on the head, the scene quickly spiraled out of control, and these guys in standard light armor joined the fight, standing in the ranks of the Odin...... Perhaps, they were originally in a group......

As far as the eye can see, the entire city of Josun is in this "chaos", but fortunately, both sides have spare strength, and after the scimitar cuts through the flesh, they will not pursue fiercely, and when the iron sword stabs the enemy, it will not continue to go deeper.

Secretly, both sides are fighting with this "immortal principle", no one will go crazy and desperately, and no one will go deep into the enemy group to fight alone, most of them surround their respective companions, wielding weapons.

The number of wounded continues to grow, with some having their legs broken and their heads broken with wooden sticks, and others being stabbed in the lower abdomen and shoulders with iron swords.

The incapacitated people consciously withdrew from the "battlefield" and walked towards the nearby infirmary, and strangely enough, when they laid down their weapons, the enemy did not stop them......

It's a street fight of thousands of people! It's a small "race battle" between the Odin and the Yodelmans!

Only talk about victory and defeat, not life and death......

Zhu Tian extended his spiritual power to the sky above Yoxun City, looking at everything here, from some fragmented shouts and scolding, he roughly deduced the contradiction between the two sides - armaments and weapons!

Yes, a shipment of armaments and weapons destined for the northern battlefield was lost in the city of Joson!

The heads of the major factions in Yosun City held family meetings one after another, and soon sent their representatives to send a statement to the garrison department, the content of the statement was cumbersome, and the chief of the garrison was dizzy to listen.

In the end, the chief of security only summed up one sentence, and he was fucking shirking responsibility!

Later, the Odin gang in the city unified their voices and accused the Yodelmen of stealing armaments and weapons. The chief of the guard obviously helped them, and sent a large number of guards to rush into the homes of the yodelmen and forcibly search, some of the Jodelman civilians would watch them turn their homes into a mess and silently endure the grievances, while some tough yodelmen were unwilling to let those rude guards come to their homes to make trouble, and forcibly resisted them, and the conflict was on the verge of breaking out, at first it was just a war of words between the yodelmen and the guards, but when the guards forcibly enforced the law, the war of words turned into a stick war. In the face of a large number of united guards, those Yodelman families naturally could not resist, at this time, the Yodelman gang in the city could not take it anymore, and they all stepped in to help those Yodelman families against the police station. Faced with the large number of Yodelmans, the garrison had to turn to other Odin gangs in the city, and in this way, the skirmish of words turned into a large-scale fight......

As for what that batch of weapons contained, Zhu Tian didn't know, he tried to fly into the garrison with his spiritual power, and then he was shocked to find that a weapon fight broke out in the garrison. A fat blonde man in the uniform of a security chief was lying on the table and shivering, and around the table, three guards who stayed behind in the garrison department had blue noses and swollen faces, and were being beaten in a circle by more than a dozen big men with wooden sticks......

The Yodelmans, who call themselves the "Stick Party", carry sticks of uniform size. I saw that those wooden sticks looked like they were three to four feet long, and the thickness of Yingying's grip was comfortable...... Zhu Tian didn't notice the wooden stick weapons in their hands at first, just as the mop handle in the ordinary people's homes, and later, when the "wooden stick party" stood on the street, wielding wooden sticks to fight against those Odin people with steel knives and iron swords, he couldn't help but attract his attention, and he was shocked to find that those wooden sticks could resist the slashing of the sword without breaking...... When Zhu Tian used his spiritual power to "see" carefully, if his spiritual power had a mouth, he would definitely grow his mouth in shock, because he found that the "wooden sticks" held by those "wooden stick parties" were all his and Ryder's works!

Yes, when the horse thieves came, Peake and Ryder made a large number of wooden sticks from Sandy wood, which was originally used as an imitation of the nobleman's cane, in order to give the civilians of Peace Town a basic resistance. At that time, Pique did not specifically count the number of wooden sticks, but at this time, a cursory look at those wooden sticks also had at least 200 to 300 sticks! Zhu Tian did not expect that the so-called "wooden stick party" in Yosun City was created by himself......

Today is the eighth day that Zhu Tian has come to Yosun City, and every morning after drinking the decoction, he will lie on the wooden bed to recuperate his leg injury, and when he is impatient by Emma, he will go out of his body and go to Yosun City to travel around.

It can be said that Yosun City is the biggest city that Zhu Tian has seen when he came to this world, and of course, after coming to this continent, he has only seen this one city...... In his opinion, the city of Josun was only the size of five or six peaceful towns, and if you added the wandering warriors and thieves who robbed at night, the whole city had a population of thirty or forty thousand.

Compared to another world, this so-called city is only the size of a village......

The city may be small, but the gates are huge. It was getting dark, and the gates were slowly closed, making a dull and loud grinding sound, which meant that the passing vendors could not leave the city at this time, and it also meant that the day-long fighting was coming to an end......

The fight lasted from early morning to night, and Zhu Tian had been relying on his mental power to "see" in his eyes, except for going back in the middle to solve the noisy guests who broke into the hospital, he used his mental power to travel in Yosun City almost all day.

Finally, as darkness fell, he regained his mental strength and returned to the hospital where he had been staying for eight days.

At this time, there were more than a dozen injured people wearing blue hats squatting in the medical hall, all of whom were from the "Pinjin Castle" on Hualiu Street. Because this Qinglou, who has absolute strength, has spoken to the outside - this medical hall has been contracted by our Golden Castle. At this juncture of chaos, the other forces in the city did not touch the mold of the Golden Castle, and could only find other medical centers for treatment.

Since the old doctor came back at noon, he has treated five seriously injured people with broken bones, most of whom were broken by the "wooden stick party".

Just after the old doctor had set up a wooden plank with a broken arm, the other "blue hats" who were squatting on the ground opened their eyes wide and their faces were full of tears, and they threw a look of anticipation at the young man in the chair.

I heard the young man say, "Go next...... he said, pointing to a "blue hat" with improvised gauze wrapped around his head.

"That...... I came first...... "The other "blue hat" raised his hand in fear.

"Don't be noisy. Zhu Tian said softly.

"Good, good!"

The "blue hats" immediately hugged their heads tightly again, squatting on the ground and shivering. There is a "blue hat" who has already begun to curse the guy who doesn't understand the rules in his heart......

Yes, in the medical hall, Zhu Tian is the rule here, and after these "blue hats" broke in, he taught them the only "rule" - not to be noisy.

Of course, Zhu Tian was not inhumane, and while instructing the old doctor to help them, he also made two slightly seriously injured people stand up from the ground and assigned them the work of serving tea and pouring water for himself and the old doctor.

"The old doctor is tired. After the old doctor changed the medicine for the wound with the bandage on his head, Zhu Tian saw the old doctor's fatigue and said in a deep voice to the "blue hats": "You guys leave here first, and come back tomorrow." ”

He groaned for a moment, and said softly in a tone that could not be refused: "Don't tell the matter here, or let you ...... Die!"