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When the sky was not clear, in the camps of the Great Wei Dynasty, the cooking camps had already risen, and the battalions opened in advance, and the soldiers had a full meal.

The sun rose in the east, and when the first rays of morning glow rose, the sound of gongs and rallying sounded in the camp.

The camps on all sides of Zhending, one by one the camp gates were opened, and the generals of the Great Wei led thousands of soldiers out of the camp and gathered outside the four gates.

When the sky was bright, more than 300,000 soldiers had already assembled, surging around the four gates of Zhending like an boundless black tide, killing the military spirit of Sen Ran and changing the color of heaven and earth.

Outside the south gate of Zhending, the pottery merchant personally led the main army of 150,000 and lined up outside the south gate.

The battle flag fluttered like a torrent, the iron armor was forested, and the sword was like a forest, looking down from the sky, it was like a black dark cloud, covering the ground in a radius of more than ten miles.

Under the imperial flag, the potter stood with his sword horizontally, and his eagle eyes shot towards Zhending City, his eyes burning with vengeful anger.

In his mind, it seemed that a month ago, he saw the head of Tian Dan hanging high on the city gate.

Today, he is here again, and he will be the time to avenge Tiandan!

Behind him, Xiang Yu, Luo Cheng, Qin Qiong, Xu Huang, Ma Chao and other generals have all gathered, and the flames of revenge are dancing in everyone's eyes.

It's just that, in addition to the flames of revenge, there are also deep suspicions and speculations.

Of course, they knew that their own army of 300,000 had the advantage, and as long as they could break through Zhending, they could crush Hou Jingna's traitors and the 20,000 Han defenders in the city in minutes.

The key lies in how to break through the steel-solid walls of Zhending.

In everyone's mind, they couldn't help but think of the words of their Son of Heaven yesterday, claiming that there would be Tiandan's spirit in the sky to help them break through the true determination.

Except for Wei Chigong, everyone's face was filled with deep suspicion, and in their hearts, they still thought that the idea of the Son of Heaven was really ridiculous.

Even if it was Wei Chigong, he didn't believe in the spirit of Tiandan, he just believed in the potter.

The potter, who was standing with his sword, glanced back at the generals, and naturally could feel the suspicion in them.

"Very good, doubt as much as you want, the more suspicious you are, the more shocked you will be......"

The corners of the potter's mouth raised a sneer, and his eyes slowly turned to the Liu family beside him, as well as the mute girl Meng Jiangnu.

The two women were trembling at the moment, and the word panic and anxiety were written on their faces.

They didn't know that the potters were going to attack Zhending City today, and they thought that the Son of Heaven had mobilized hundreds of thousands of Great Wei soldiers to accompany them to worship their relatives Tian Dan.

"Your Majesty actually doesn't ...... There is no need to call so many people to come together to worship the deceased, this party is too big...... It's a little bigger. Liu couldn't help but whisper, his voice trembling.

"I and these soldiers, not only are I here to sacrifice Tian Qing today, but I also want to break the truth with them, kill Hou Jing, and avenge Tian Qing!" The Tao Shang's tone was full of cold murderous intent.

Hearing that the Son of Heaven was going to avenge her husband, Liu's body shook, and endless gratitude suddenly appeared on his face.

The goddess Meng Jiang was also a little surprised, and she was immediately grateful, and she hurriedly bowed to the potter, babbling to express her gratitude.

The potter smiled at her, looked up at the sun, and then raised his whip and shouted, "Come on, go and set up an incense altar for me in front of Zhending City." ”

When the order was issued, a team of soldiers rushed out and placed a desk in front of the south gate of Zhending City, and placed incense candles, spirit tablets and sacrifices on it outside the range of enemy arrows.

After preparing to stop, the potter said to the two of them: "Mrs. Liu, Miss Meng, you can go and worship Tian Qing, I will send General Mu to protect you." ”

As he spoke, the potter signaled to Mu Guiying, and as soon as Mu Guiying surrendered his hand, he summoned more than ten female cavalrymen to protect the two Liu.

Liu thanked the potter for his intimate arrangement, turned the horse and walked out, followed by Meng Jiangnu.

Just as Meng Jiangnu was leaving, the potter suddenly said, "Miss Meng, can you help me do one thing when you worship Tian Qing later?" ”

Meng Jiangnu nodded, gesturing to the potter to obey the order.

The potter pointed to Zhending City and said: "I hope that you will stay at the time of the memorial service, and pray in your heart that Tian Qing's spirit in the sky can help me break Zhending City." ”

Meng Jiangnu was stunned at first, and then seemed to understand the meaning of the potter, thinking that he was just a prayer, just like normal people would pray to the heavens for peace, of course, she nodded and agreed.

So Meng Jiangnu was also under the protection of Mu Guiying, and slowly walked towards the altar outside the south gate of Zhending.

Zhending City.

At this moment, the sound of gongs and alarms in Zhending City has already resounded throughout the city.

The 20,000 Han soldiers, who were still asleep, were awakened by the sound of gongs, and began to be hurried up to the city wall under the shouts and reprimands of the generals.

The defenders who climbed the city wall, rubbed their eyes, and when they saw the overwhelming Wei army outside the city, they all gasped.

Hou Jing galloped on horseback, went straight to the south gate, climbed the remnants of the city tower and swept his eyes outward, and couldn't help but change his face.

He saw more than 100,000 Wei troops, arrayed outside the city, and attacked the city in an all-out way.

Immediately afterwards, Hou Jing found that although the Wei army poured out of the nest and put on a siege posture, there were no heavy siege weapons such as thunder cannons and city-breaking hammers in front of the formation.

The posture of the Wei army seemed to treat his city wall as if it were nothing, and planned to directly cross the city wall and attack the city.

"It's just that there is no heavenly thunder cannon, not even a cloud ladder, potter, what are you thinking?" Looking at the Wei army's formation, Hou Jing's hideous face swelled with deep suspicion.

Hou Jing's suspicion then rose to a new height.

He suddenly saw that the Wei army sent a team of soldiers and horses to the city, neither to spread the word nor to attack the city, but to put up an incense case in front of the city gate and set up a spirit card.

"What is Wei Jun doing, why did he suddenly put an incense case?"

"It looks like it's an altar, so it's supposed to be for someone."

"This is too outrageous, isn't it, the Wei army actually wants to worship the dead before attacking the city, are they crazy?"

On the line along the city, the voices of their own army were soon called out one after another, and the Han soldiers who saw this scene all fell into surprise and confusion.

The questions of the soldiers were also the questions in Hou Jing's heart, and he became more and more confused, what the hell was he doing with the emperor of Great Wei that he had been loyal to.

Immediately afterwards, Hou Jing saw that a team of female soldiers escorted the two women and came to the front of the sacrifice.

The two women lit incense, burned paper, and cried at the spirit card on the table, and they actually worshiped the dead in front of the army.

Moreover, Hou Jing vaguely heard that the two women were actually offering sacrifices to Tian Dan's spirit in the sky.

This suddenly touched Hou Jing's taboo, and his face suddenly sank, and he scolded angrily: "Okay, you potter, you actually sacrificed Tiandan in front of the battle, are you deliberately humiliating Lao Tzu!" ”

When Hou Jing cursed, he snatched a bow from the archers beside him, and bent the bow to shoot the two women.

An arrow was fired, and the arrow edge landed fifteen steps in front of the altar, and Hou Jing realized that the other party's place of worship was just right, just outside the range of his bow and crossbow.

"Damn!" Hou Jing scolded and threw the bow back to the soldier.

He could only look at the two women, and under his nose, he worshiped Tian Dan, as if he was slapping him in the face in front of everyone, reminding the Han soldiers not to forget that their master would be a traitor.

The Han soldiers on the left and right really began to look at Hou Jing secretly, and their eyes revealed a little secret contempt.

Hou Jing was helpless about this, so he could only suppress the anger in his chest, and snorted coldly with disdain: "Potter, are you poor in donkey skills, and you have come up with such a ridiculous method, do you think that if you get two women to come, the gods will be able to disturb my military spirit by nagging the gods to sacrifice the waste of Tiandan, joke!" With me Hou Jing here, even if you are 300,000 troops attacking at the same time, you don't want to set foot on Zhending City for half a step, Lao Tzu, I will stand here well, what can you do to me, haha-"

Hou Jing's arrogant laughter sounded at the head of the city.

In front of the city, the altar.

The wine has been drunk, the incense has been lit, the paper money has been burned, and the worship rites have basically been done.

Meng Jiangnu remembered the potter's previous advice, so she put her hands together, tears rippled in her face, and prayed silently in her heart: "Cousin, if you know in heaven, you will manifest your spirit and help the Son of Heaven break through the city of Zhending, so that the Son of Heaven can kill that Hou Jing and avenge you!" ”

While praying silently, Meng Jiangnu bowed deeply to the ground.

A few hundred steps away, in the potter's mind, the prompt of the system spirit immediately sounded: "Di...... The system scanned, and the subject Meng Jiangnu had already input the collapse idea to Zhending City, and asked the host to output four hundred brutality points to officially activate the tear collapse talent. ”

It's finally coming to this point.

The potter's mood immediately became excited, he took a deep breath, and ordered without hesitation: "Convert all the points of benevolence into points of cruelty, and take the four hundred points of cruelty." ”

"Tick...... After the conversion of benevolence points, the host has 408 brutality points, deducting 400 brutality points, the host still has 8 brutality points, and the tear collapse talent is activated. ”

The potter raised his head, his nerves were tense to the extreme, and his eyes widened and stared at the south gate of Zhending, the line of towering, unshakable city walls like the Great Wall of steel, and a hideous and cold sneer burned on his heroic face.

"Hou Jing, tremble!"

(Five more to come, there will be one more)