In fact, it was not just an arsenal that was burned, but Taicang was among them. Taicang stored a large amount of grain and grass, which was the last secret reserve of Korea, but the cruel fire consumed it.

"Bastard!"

Ji Wuye kicked the scout in front of him away, and his body hit the wall with a crisp cracking sound, I don't know if it was the crack in the wall or the cracking sound of the scout's bones.

"How is it possible that this huge arsenal has been completely burned?"

"Are you all dead? I saw the fire, didn't I know to put out the fire? Still let the flames engulf Taicang next door? ”

"A bunch of incompetents!"

Ji Wuye roared angrily, releasing his accumulated anger and resentment.

Soon after, the Night Wanderers came to see Ji Wuye with a detailed explanation of the situation.

The arsonists were Mo Crow, Bai Feng, Wei Zhuang and more than a dozen net killers under their command.

Before igniting the fire, they also poured a lot of oil on it, and when the fire broke down, a monstrous fire ignited, which caused Taicang to be burned down.

This fire was like a basin of cold water poured on Ji Wuye's head, making that excited heart gradually cool down, but it was like a spark, igniting Ji Wuye's anger.

Ji Wuye kicked down the scout who had just gotten up again, he had lost his temper and roared madly in front of a group of subordinates.

He really didn't expect that Mo Yao and the others would be so cunning that they couldn't stop him from taking the arsenal, so they simply burned the arsenal along with Taicang, preventing him from getting those siege equipment, which greatly hindered his military campaign to attack the Han Palace.

Ji Wuye, who had been repeatedly disrupted by the plan, had a blue face, and his face was so gloomy that it seemed to drip water.

Not long after, another piece of bad news followed.

Ji Wuye stood on the high platform, looking at the city gate in front of him.

Shouts of killing rang out, the smell of blood filled the air, and several crows floating in the sky seemed to sense impending doom and kept hovering in this sky.

Suddenly, a scout on a fast horse rushed forward, his face tired and anxious, and he shouted as he galloped: "The east gate has been raided!" The gates have been ......"

But before he could finish speaking, an arrow flew out, pierced his chest, and plunged straight into the ground.

Instantly, a cold light swept through, and the scout was slashed to the ground by a sword.

Ji Wuye looked at the scout who seemed to want to say something with his mouth open, a touch of cruelty and ferocity flashed in his eyes, the sword light flashed, and the scout's head rolled to the ground, and blood spurted out like a spring.

The eyes that had never been closed were full of disbelief and incomprehension, as well as a deep resentment.

The surrounding Han soldiers looked at Ji Wuye in a daze, and they all looked puzzled. saw Ji Wuye sneering, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he laughed.

"Humph! This person is a snare killer who uses disguise to disguise himself as a scout! Vainly trying to interfere with the hearts of our army! ”

"Joke, there will be 100,000 troops surrounding Xinzheng, unless the Qin State has the ability to predict the future and predict the day of the general in advance, how can he gather a large army to capture the east gate?"

In this war-torn land, Ji Wuye showed his confidence and majesty, waving the eight-foot sword in his hand and pointing in the direction of the Han Palace: "Glory and wealth are in front of you, take the Han Palace, and this general and Er will share the glory and wealth!" ”

"Rush to kill with Ben!"

Riding on the war horse left by the scouts, Ji Wuye rushed into the city, followed by the three thousand guards of the General's Mansion, and the rest of the ordinary Han soldiers and soldiers also followed, killing the royal city guards who were retreating from the outermost palace gate.

Ji Wuye took the lead, wielding the eight-foot sword in his hand, and the sword body slashed through the air like a dragon snake, making a chilling whistling sound.

It seemed to be infected by Ji Wuye's leading charge, and the morale of the soldiers under Ji Wuye's command was greatly boosted, shouting and rushing towards the palaces that stood in their way.

Rebellion is a clan punishment, although most of them are not Ji Wuye's descendants, they are just eating the military salary provided by Ji Wuye.

But since he got on Ji Wuye's thief ship, he could only follow Ji Wuye all the way to the dark.

If they are defeated, the whole clan will have to be buried with them.

And if it wins, as Ji Wuye said, the glory and wealth are all in front of you.

Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man, under the leadership of Ji Wuye, the army under Ji Wuye rushed forward as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

In just a moment's effort, the three palaces that stood in front of Ji Wuye's army were all breached.

"General, this is the last step in front of you!"

Zhang Ping followed Ji Wuye's side and reminded.

Ji Wuye wiped the blood stains on his face and looked at the palace in front of him excitedly.

That's Han Wang'an's bedroom!

The throne of King Han, which haunted him, was right in front of him!

Ji Wuye's eyes were blazing, and a flame called ambition flashed in his eyes.

He took a step forward, another step, the dull sound of footsteps as his boots landed, his majestic body moving forward, the crisp tapping sound of his armor blades colliding.

The three thousand generals' mansion guards guarded the left and right, and tens of thousands of Han troops followed closely behind them, their eyes straight in the direction where the eight-foot sword in Ji Wuye's hand was pointing.

On the eight-foot sword, the sword light was shining, as if indicating that the dawn of victory was about to come.

It's just that Zhang Ping's face has a look of worry that is difficult to hide.

Whether the scout was lying or not, in fact, a discerning person knew at a glance.

But ordinary soldiers are dull and do not know the truth.

Most of the officers who have insight into the truth are the vassals of the night, and they are tied to the same rope as the night, and they also pin all the hopes of glory and wealth in the second half of their lives on Ji Wuye's body, so naturally they will not dismantle the stage at this time.

Even if someone really has a desire to retreat, he doesn't dare to speak in public at this time, otherwise he will be the next to die.

And what Zhang Ping was worried about was not whether this army would retreat, but worried about the army that the scout said would break through the east gate.

Although South Korea is weak, Xinzheng is the capital of a country after all, and the city is high and deep.

Another 3,000 men guarded the east gate, and there were nearly 10,000 reserve troops in the city ready to support the city gate, but it was breached in such a short time.

Zhang Ping didn't think that Luo Wang had this combat power, even if it was a group of Luo Wang's first-class killers plus Zhang Ji and Xueyi Hou Bai Jin who went out together, they would not be able to take the city gate in such a short period of time so easily.

Even if he was a master of the Grandmaster, he had to flee in a hurry in the face of the front and back attacks of the nearly 10,000 reserve soldiers and the defenders of the East Gate.

Therefore, Zhang Ping deduced that there must be a large army outside the city and the net inside the city should be combined with the outside.

Only when the army attracts the attention of the defenders and reservists of the East Gate can these nets create an opportunity to seize control of the city gate and lead the army in.

Could it be that the Qin army really gathered here?

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