Sun Fu's figure was stunned, and his eyes wandered back and forth between Zhao Shuo and Guo Jing.

What?

Let me control Master Guo?

Isn't this nonsense from the official family?

Huh?

Why did all the officials follow?

The Imperial Historian who specializes in holding a pen and the calligraphy bachelors of Longtu Pavilion are also here?

Sun Fu looked at the guys who were running away, and he was at a loss.

What's going on?

"Your Majesty, you're just in time!" Uncle Zhang looked overjoyed, as if he had found the backbone, and angrily broke free from the generals who bound him.

Zhao Shuo wiped the sweat on his face, and when he climbed the tower, his face was already pale with exhaustion.

When I saw the closed city gates, I was immediately relieved.

Heaven will not kill me, heaven will not kill me!

Zhao Shuo beat his little heart excitedly, and glared at Guo Jing fiercely with his eyes.

"The official family ......" Guo Jing bowed timidly: "I have seen the official family below, and I wish the official family the holy body will be immortal." ”

"I'll hang you uncle!" At the moment of life and death, Zhao Shuo can't take care of the so-called royal decency.

One foot slipped through the ghost gate, how could he have the heart to completely replace Song Qinzong Zhao Huan?

On the contrary, the officials on the tower of the city looked at each other.

Why did the official family explode?

Is this still the official family who has been full of literature and art since childhood?

"Quick, pull him down."

Zhao Shuo pointed at Guo Jing in a heavy tone.

He was really afraid that the magic stick would use chicken feathers as arrows and open the city gates.

"Official, why do you want to pull this immortal down?"

"The Heavenly Weapon Array of this Immortal has been assembled, and I will ask the official family to review it."

Guo Jing triumphantly pointed to the city.

Zhao Shuo took advantage of the situation and looked down, and his mind swirled for a while.

The square under the castle tower, which was originally used for garrisoning, gathered three thousand people at this time.

The men were dressed in a haphazard manner, and their mannerisms were extremely strange.

The army was overwhelmed, and those people were as dizzy as if they were drunk.

Sun Fu approached Zhao Shuo's side and explained: "The official family, according to Master Guo's orders, has prepared three thousand prisoners. ”

"They are all troublemakers who bully men and women and are idle."

"But through Master Guo's practice, the three thousand people each have dragon souls, just like heavenly soldiers descending to earth, and they are also unworthy of bravery."

When the dignified military department Shangshu said this, not only Zhao Shuo was stunned.

Everyone at the scene was stunned.

Especially the gang of people downstairs in the city, they looked at each other one by one.

What?

Do I have a Dragon Soul Protector?

Zhao Shuo glanced at Sun Fu.

Although this guy's IQ is worrying, but in history, Bianliang City is broken, and he, the secretary of the military department, would rather die than surrender.

After the Jingkang disaster, Jin Guo asked Sun Fu for the crown prince.

Sun Fu hid the prince among the people, and found someone to pretend to be the prince, and finally lived and died with the prince and was killed by the Jin people.

With such integrity, it is not to blame Hui and Qin Erzong for entrusting him with the fortunes of the country.

It's just that he tied all the comfort of Da Song to a liar who danced the gods.

The proper head was strangled stupidly by the donkey's intestines.

Zhao Shuo glanced at Zhang Shuye next to him.

The mood suddenly improved a lot.

"Uncle Zhang, I order you to guard the city gate. What are you doing in a daze? Go and get the skins down there to stay away from the gates. ”

"Your Majesty Shengming!" Uncle Zhang was ecstatic in his heart, and his old body was like a real dragon surging, and he was a high-spirited supervisor of the city.

After authorizing it to Uncle Zhang, Zhao Shuo slowly lowered the boulder hanging in his heart.

Zhang Shuye is one of Zhao Shuo's favorite celebrities.

Fold can be saved, seed master Dao, Zhang Shuye, Yao Pingzhong.

It can be called the four famous generals of the Northern Song Dynasty.

Especially this Uncle Zhang, two months of Pingliang Mountain, six months of square wax.

At present, he is the thigh that Zhao Shuo needs most in Bianliang City.

"Your Majesty, the city is dangerous, you better go back to the palace and wait for good news." Sun Fu hurriedly said.

Zhao Shuo didn't pay attention to him, but continued to walk up.

Climb to the top of the castle tower and look at it.

Oops!

But I saw the flags flashing outside the city, and the golden people and iron horses were pressed to the ground.

Although separated by three miles, the murderous atmosphere of the shop is confusing.

Zhao Shuo's legs and stomach trembled.

This scene is by no means what the TV series shows.

With an army of 100,000, the army formation alone was lined up for ten miles.

The gates of the city were like iron buckets.

Looking back at the defenders in the city, they are all warriors who have fought repeatedly.

And most of them still have colors on them.

A little comparison, a little shabby.

"Guo Jing, come here."

Zhao Shuo waved his hand.

Guo Jing pretended to be calm and climbed the watchtower, and when he saw the Jin people's military array, his heart became more and more timid.

Over the years, he has been mixing in Bianliang City through the way of magic sticks.

The gold medal technicians of Zuixiang Building alone were coveted by him for more than a dozen.

He also made a fortune and bought a mansion in a wealthy place in the city.

But under the glamour of appearance, only he knows his ability.

The so-called sprinkling beans into soldiers and the heavens will descend to earth is just a spurious cunning.

If he really has that ability, how can he live in the world?

Ascension to heaven a long time ago!

According to the calculations of the past few days, the Jin army's breakthrough of the city is a certainty.

So he was busy transferring his family property to Jiangnan.

In order to be unimpeded, he also specially sent a batch of fine Xiuyan jade ornaments to the mother of Zhao Gou, the sister of the Nine Emperor Emperors.

In order to give him a cheap pass.

However, he didn't expect to meet a brain-dead fan like Sun Fu.

Sun Fu, the secretary of the military department, admired him almost crazy, and forced him to come to the city gate to behave.

Sun Fu also wanted to take advantage of this to ask for merit in front of His Majesty.

thus belittling the presence of the military generals of the DPRK and China.

came and went, and Sun Fu came.

Anyway, I don't have any skills, and the family property has almost been transferred.

simply opened the city gate, and fled when the Jin army invaded and the city was in chaos.

As a result, he was stopped by the new emperor.

"Guo Jing, are you now possessed by heaven?"

Guo Jing swallowed his saliva and nodded nervously: "Back to Your Majesty's words, if you are not talented, you have cultivated the supernatural power of heaven, which can not only scatter beans into soldiers but also be invulnerable." ”

"Invulnerability? That's great, Uncle Zhang. ”

"What does Your Majesty command?" After arranging the guards at the city gate, Uncle Zhang ran up quickly.

Brush!

Zhao Shuo took the opportunity to pull out the saber hanging from Uncle Zhang's waist.

The blade of the sword flowed with cold light, and it also exuded a rich murderous aura.

It's a sword that has killed people.

Zhao Shuo pointed his sword at Guo Jing.

Guo Jing's knees trembled, and he said in a messy tone: "Your Majesty? Your Majesty, what are you going to do? ”

"Don't do anything, try this sword to see if it's sharp."

Zhao Shuo held a sword on Guo Jing's neck.

Although he knew that Guo Jing was a god who cheated on eating and drinking, he couldn't kill the other party now.

Because many officials in the DPRK and China are his fans.

They all firmly believe that he can use spells to rout the golden people.

Zhao Shuo's blade cut a tiny mark of blood.

Guo Jing pounced and knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, spare your life!" ”

"What do you say?" Zhao Shuo looked at each other with a smile, trying his best to keep an innocent and harmless look.

"Oh...... It bleeds. ”

"Aren't you invulnerable?"

"Your Majesty, I ......"

"Don't be afraid!" Zhao Shuo soothed the apprehension in Guo Jing's heart, and said with a warm smile: "I ordered you to go out of the city to face the battle, and I hope that you will kill the Quartet with the power of the gods." ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Shuo looked at Uncle Zhang next to him.