"It's hard to be an adult without knowing history, and it's naïve not to learn politics. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info thousands of years of wisdom out of unique thinking, and has always been a wise and bitter person. ”

Looking at the poem on the desk, Zhuge Jun smiled silently, this poem was written by Zhuge Jun in his previous life, and it is a sigh for a nation with zero political wisdom.

The Han nation is undoubtedly the most industrious nation in the world, the Han nation is undoubtedly the most frugal nation in the world, but the Han nation is the poorest nation in the world from ancient times to the present.

Politics is not the system of officialdom, politics is not the rules of officialdom, and politics is not the culture of officialdom.

The main purpose of politics is to improve the people's living standards, not the filthy deeds of officialdom.

But the Han people don't understand this, and mistakenly think that the intrigue of those officialdoms, and the life-and-death struggle for power and profit, are politics.

The biggest drawback of Han Chinese politics is that they do not allow the people to speak and do not allow the people to participate in politics.

As a result, the Han people either died in silence or broke out (rebelled) in silence.

Zhuge Jun sighed, and Jiang Xu came in at this time and said, "Childe, the Yuan army has attacked the city."

Zhuge Jun nodded: "Sun Jian is so patient, it's been three days."

At the head of the city, the veterans of Xuzhou also drew their swords one after another and rushed to the battlements.

The fierce siege battle finally began, hundreds of strong dead soldiers began to struggle to climb the dirt mountain, arrows, rolling logs and stones rained down from the city, and the dead soldiers of the Yuan army continued to fall to the ground screaming, but soon, more dead soldiers were replaced.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

"Hey! Hey! Hey."

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

In the sound of the trumpets of the dead soldiers of the Yuan army, thousands of dead soldiers of the Yuan army poured up the earth mountain like ants, howling and heading straight for the city.

High up, looking upstairs, Zhuge who was watching the battle couldn't help but marvel at the wisdom of the ancients.

The dead soldiers of the Yuan army swarmed up along the erected ladder, and the city soon fell into a melee of hand-to-hand combat.

Zhuge Jun slowly pulled out the special Tang knife made for him by the blacksmith, touched the cold blade again, and immediately shouted: "Liang Xi, Jiang Xu, Zhao Yun, go, go to the city!" ”

The head of the city has been completely mired in a melee at this moment.

"Kill!" The two dead soldiers of the Yuan army held short swords in their hands, and rushed up on the dirt mountain, and before they could take the last step, they had already risen up, and pounced on the Xuzhou army at the head of the city without fear of death.

A dead soldier of the Xuzhou army was killed on the spot, but another dead soldier did not die immediately, accompanied by a beastly howl, the dead soldier of the Yuan army threw the short sword in his hand hard, and a recruit of the Xuzhou army in front of him could not dodge, and was in the throat, and he couldn't even say a word, and the recruit of the Xuzhou army fell in a pool of blood.

Taking advantage of the gap between the first two dead soldiers in exchange for their lives, the last two dead soldiers finally set foot on the city.

These Yuan army dead soldiers obviously have the heart of death, after they set foot on the city, do not seek self-preservation, only want to kill, for the Xuzhou army stabbed their own sword halberd, they do not pay attention to it at all, they just crazy swing the sword, crazy slashing, even if the body is a few swords, wearing a number of halberds, as long as a breath remains, they will fight endlessly!

Yuan Jun's momentum was suddenly suppressed, and many veterans were also timid.