In addition to being particularly sensitive to politics, the biggest characteristic of the old Beijingers in Sijiu City is that they are extremely powerful, extremely poor, and they do not use dirty words when scolding.

This is not engaging in regional discrimination, after all, Beijing is the envy of the whole country.

It can be so, it is the noise of gongs and drums, the sound of firecrackers, it is really shocking to cry ghosts and gods, can bring the dead to life, this is the gene left by the ancestors of the people, this is really the life of old Beijing, as for other places, then don't think about it. Anyway, as long as you get him up, it's endless, and you can't even put your mouth in the mouth.

Zong Yan Zongxian didn't know the characteristics of Beijing Rao, and felt that if he learned some Chinese, he could get a big axe in front of Luban and a big knife in front of Guan Gong. Of course, after this time, he will know that he should not mess with Beijingers when he provokes anyone, especially with his mouth.

"Listen to the dogs on the city walls, my master admires your heroic resistance and thinks you are true warriors, so let me greet all the women of your family."

Zong Yan Zongxian rode his war horse, took a few steps forward with his toes proud, and shouted at the top of his voice. There's no way, don't shout, no, now I'm still seventy or eighty steps away from the city wall. As for why he didn't step forward and take a few more steps, Zong Yan Zongxian said that this is a battlefield that will be killed, and I am also afraid of death.

As for why there are no dirty words, Zong Yan Zongxian said that the boss of immortality, the supreme god of harmony, doesn't like to listen to it, otherwise I will be beaten.

Wang Minghui, who was on the city wall, originally saw one of the Houjin cavalry coming out, and thought that Houjin was about to attack again. hurriedly urged his men to prepare for defense, and he looked at the man under the city wall with concern.

The result was always unexpected, and instead of firing a bow and arrow like the city wall, the man under the city stood there in some unclear Ming dialect. After listening carefully for a while, he figured out what the Jiannu wanted.

Although Wang Minghui is greedy for life and afraid of death, he is still a man, a middle-level official in the Ming military field, and his temper is naturally necessary. Hearing the Jiannu under the city wall scolding himself, this mood can naturally be imagined.

It's just that this character determines that Wang Minghui will not be so careless, for fear that the Jiannu under the city is just a bait, as long as he stands up, he doesn't know where a bow and arrow will fly out, and he will take his own dog life in an instant.

Wang Minghui's heart fell into the eyes of Zong Yan Zongxian, but he was frightened by his own scolding, and he was even more nervous for a while.

Riding on the horse, he tilted his head to look at the black dog behind him, and on a whim, he stretched out his hand and greeted the black dog.

Hehe, the dog naturally has a smile on his face, although he doesn't know what this turtle son is, but he has said hello in advance, it is definitely not a good word, and then look at his appearance, he has his own three-point true biography in the past. The smile on his face became even thicker, and he sat on the horse and shook his head, as if he was showing off to Ilcon beside him.

Zongyan Zongxian: "##@? ”。

Wang Minghui: "I want to observe with all my heart."

Zongyan Zongxian: "@#$%".

Wang Minghui: "I will observe and observe again to prevent the above from being spared."

Zongyan Zongxian: "@$"_"$".

Wang Minghui: "Give me clairvoyance, I have to ...... again."

"Beep in him".

"Li Jiahang, Zhao Qian, you take your brothers to fight back against Lao Tzu."

Wang Minghui's mouth is fragrant, and his face is a distorted face that everyone loves.

Wang Minghui continued to spit fragrantly, "Beep, maybe we can't fight the war, but we are called the second in the Beijing camp, and no one dares to call it the first." Today, if my more than 3,000 brothers can't scold you alone, Lao Tzu will screw his head off."

Who has ever seen more than 3,000 trolls armed with iron and copper teeth fighting against a funny god?

Today, just now. Qin Liangyu, who is in his 50s, and Azig, who was watching the battle in the rear, issued a joint declaration.

Represent us, we've seen.

Qin Liangyu, who had seen through the clairvoyance, saw that there was only one person out of the attacking Houjin cavalry, and he was a little puzzled, thinking that the leader wanted to persuade the Beijing camp on the city wall to surrender.

However, when more than 3,000 people spoke the same language in unison, Qin Liangyu said, I sympathize with the Houjin cavalry standing under the city gate. The eight or nine thousand soldiers under Qin Liangyu also widened their eyes at this time, their mouths opened slightly, and they were so surprised that they even forgot to breathe.

Azig, on the other hand, stood in the midst of the army, allowing the March night wind to beat him at will.

The ordinary people living in the capital, dignitaries and nobles, in addition to hearing the sound of killing tonight, there is also a very familiar Beijing scolding.

Zhu Youxiao, who was sitting in the Warm Spring Pavilion and fighting at night, didn't seem to dare to hear the voice in his ears. He plucked his ears with his hands and turned his head to the side, wanting to listen again. See if it is due to my mental abnormality caused by my hard work for several days, so that my ears have auditory hallucinations.

"Isn't it a night attack tonight? Is it true that the ancients are inversely proportional to the people of later generations? First fight and then scold".

This war and scolding, although one moves his mouth and the other moves. But the principle is still the same, and what is important is a momentum.

These more than 3,000 people are naturally like a rainbow against one person, coupled with the characteristics of the old Beijing Rao. Although there are no swear words, this scolding is not to be ignored.

Zong Yan Zong Xian swallowed his saliva, and wanted to open his mouth several times, but was broken by the deafening voice. Even the war horse under him looked cramped and uneasy at this time in the sound like a flood, and the horse's hooves flicked a few times from time to time.

As the so-called lack of learning and art, there are also benefits of not being proficient in learning and art. No, Zongyan Zongxian is reflected.

Although this Jingying scolded loudly and the momentum was like a rainbow, Zong Yan Zongxian was a half-hanger. If you were a little slower, he would still be able to hear it clearly, and if he thought about it, he would understand what it meant, but the soldiers in the Beijing camp scolded one after another, and they didn't stop at all.

Don't be Zongyan Zongxian, even if he is from other places in the Ming Kingdom, he doesn't know the meaning of some words in the capital, and he thinks that the other party is praising himself.

But no matter how local the dialect is, there will always be a time when it runs out. Didn't this also use the three words that are common throughout the country, Zong Yan and Zongxian also took this opportunity to hear the other party's meaning from a few words.

Hehe, the dog has a black face in the back, and he can't understand the Ming dialect. Do you also know what you asked Zongyan Zongxian to do before? Now the people of the Ming Kingdom are shouting loudly, Zong Yan and Zong Xian are just open their mouths and don't speak, and they can know that the other party is definitely not telling the truth and saying good things by moving their brains.

Look at Ilcom standing next to him, it was a smile, although Ilkang didn't smile.

"Attack, attack, kill all these bright dogs".

With the order of the black black dog, hundreds of cavalry rushed to the city wall, and fired arrows at the Ming army on the city wall. Wang Minghui also ordered to fight back, I don't know if it was because of the previous scolding battle, so that the Jingying on the city wall found a trace of Yongle style, and they happily shot at the black and black dogs under the city one by one, without the same loose momentum as before.