"This warrior named Gong Bu is your guard." Sima Shang stood at the door of a family with a cold face.

How could that family not understand that they were in Zhao Jun's trap.

The other clans also understand it in their hearts.

Zhao Jun's purpose is his family's assets.

But at least, Zhao Jun did not directly kill the door, killing people and taking money.

This kind of thing has not been done by other armies after the city is broken before. The other armies didn't even make excuses, and they just killed them.

Moreover, for most of the clans, they only need thirty percent of their wealth, and there are ten households of iron-making craftsmen. South Korea's iron-making technology made Zhao Kuo full of praise when he saw it.

This condition is already very good.

Moreover, a Zhao Jun died. Then the nature of the matter changed.

That family is a clan bloodline, very thin, but relying on years of operation, it has monopolized the iron ore business in Jingcheng, and the family property is not thin.

The head of the family trembled and offered to give up seventy percent of the family property in exchange for family preservation.

If Zhao Kuo is here, after dividing the corpses of the five horses in the palace, he will agree to this condition.

But now in Jingcheng, it is Sima Shang who is in charge.

He didn't pay attention to it at all, and with a wave of his hand, the whole death battalion entered the family of the clan.

When the family's belongings were emptied, all the owners of the family were driven out of the clearing.

"One life of our soldiers and soldiers, I want you to repay ten lives." Sima Shang said coldly.

Several short swords were thrown in front of those men.

"I'll sound dozens of times, and after ten sounds, if you don't have ten corpses left, then you won't live."

Sima Shang was not afraid that this would arouse the disgust of the clans, or rather, he knew these clans too well.

When competitors die, new markets emerge that can be fought for. What a wonderful thing that is. Other clans will scramble to grab these benefits.

so that they will not be united in their hatred.

And as long as you obey the rules and don't stretch out your hand, you will be fine, such an occupier is actually the dream of the princes.

In front of the army, the clan is like a child walking through the downtown with a gold nugget.

The clans in Jingcheng were ready to be robbed or even killed if they didn't have time to flee after the fall.

"When our army comes back in the future, if we injure a soldier at the head of the city, you princes will have to take one of your clansmen out to fight for your life. If one soldier is injured after entering the city, it means that ten people come out to fight for their lives. Weigh it yourself. ”

Sima Shang stopped talking, and commanded the cavalry and the death battalion to discard the assets of those princes on every street in Jingcheng at will, and let people pick them up.

This is the money to buy the city in advance for the future.

"You guys, do you want people." A man with red eyes suddenly appeared in front of Sima Shang, not even looking at the treasure on the ground. The surrounding Zhao Jun had already taken out his blades and aimed them at him.

"My lady died, and she was killed with three knife coins. You still don't want people, I only have this rotten life. The man's eyes were blank, and it was obvious that he had no love.

Along the way, there were quite a few Koreans who wanted to defect to Zhao Jun like this, far beyond Zhao Kuo's imagination in advance.

Some even dragged their families with their mouths. Most of them were not oppressed by the clan, but by the chief and the pavilion chief in collusion, and they were bullied to the point that they couldn't bear it.

Some even succeeded in resisting and killed the lieutenant, but there was no way out.

Sima Shang smiled, his teeth were snow-white, and his face was like jade, but the words he said were full of blood:

"I can take you in, and even wait for us to return to Zhao State, and our general is willing to give you a piece of his feudal field so that you can live. However, I have one condition.

Those who can't keep up with the speed of our army will die! I'm afraid that when you fall behind, you will report to the Koreans. If you can do it, go to the gate of the city. ”

The next morning, Yan Dai walked at the back of the Korean exile army with an old Changge on his shoulder, and he was responsible for killing all those who had fallen behind, young and old, men and women.

This is the first order of the Exile Army.

Feng Quji, who was walking in the front, pushed the wheelbarrow hard, and another boy sat on it.

The boy's father died trying to protect them, and the boy's mother walked behind them with a small bag of luggage.

Cheng Zhao, who had just completed the background check of this group of displaced people, walked towards Yan Dai and asked, "I heard about you, what are you going to do, do you want me to go with you and kill the lieutenant named Yang Ge." ”

"I just hope that he will live a long life and have a full house of children and grandchildren, and wait until I come back." Yan Dai held Chang Ge hard, and his lips were bitten out of blood by his teeth.

Some revenge must be avenged with your own hands.

On Yewang City, the Korean army was heavily guarded.

Han Fei went directly to Xinzheng, but after Han Fei was let go, he came to Yewang with the banner and his own soldiers.

This left a troop of cavalry that was preparing to intercept him in vain.

The guard is his brother Hanhua.

Han Hwa didn't even reprimand him, and invited him to defend the city together.

Moreover, he swore that he would impress Zhao Kuo.

"Report, there is a team of people outside the door, saying that it is General Tian Huai'an's subordinates, who were ordered to come to report the news, and their army will arrive later."

Hearing this, Han Hua's tightly knit brows finally relaxed.

Tian Huai'an is a well-known veteran in South Korea, and he was previously responsible for guarding Yuanyong.

In the past, it was often spied on by the Wei army, and the Qin army often planned to raid the city.

After Qin forced Korea to cede Yuanyong to Wei, this army was stationed next to Xinzheng and had no fixed station.

If it weren't for Tian Huai'an's ancestor being the feudal monarch of Zheng Guo, in terms of merit, he would have had his own fief a long time ago.

This time, I heard that the Zhao army had entered the country, and the target was Yewang, and this army, as a matter of course, went to support.

"Big brother, Zhao Kuo is cunning, you can't be guarded, I'll accompany you and go to see it together."

"Very good."

The two walked to the city together and saw dozens of knights under the city, wearing the armor of the Korean army, with arms and helmets.

Even the ribbons are neatly aligned and fluttering in the wind.

Han Hua was about to order the city gate to be opened for people to enter, but was stopped by Han Xuan.

"Big brother, in Jingcheng, Zhao Kuo just asked people to pretend to be wounded soldiers of the Qin army and attacked the gate of my Jingcheng, otherwise how could I be defeated. As soon as Jingcheng was lost, Zhao Kuo captured a large number of armor and helmets of our army, and maybe he had to repeat his old tricks, deceive the city gate, and then the cavalry assaulted and captured the city.

Our army must not make such a mistake again. ”

Han Hua nodded: "That makes sense." ”

Han Lu stood on the city, set up the awning with his hands, and carefully looked at the troops under the city, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became.

He felt that something was wrong, and looked at the woods outside the Wild King Castle, and suddenly saw a large flock of birds flying up from the forest.

"Luck, what a fluke, I guessed it. Big brother, the art of war, the tree movers, come also; Those who have many obstacles are suspicious; The bird rises, and the fuss also; Beast Horror, overthrown. ”

"What do you mean?" Han Hwa looked puzzled.

"This is the march chapter of Sun Tzu's Art of War." Han Xuan said excitedly: "It's about seeing that if a large flock of birds flies up from somewhere, there must be someone in ambush who alarmed them." ”

Since Zhao Kuo said that their Korean generals would only be defeated if they did not learn the art of war, Han Jian studied the art of war given to him by Zhao Kuo day and night, and achieved some results.

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and when he looked closely at the army under the city, he finally remembered who the familiar face was.

It's his old rival.

"Summoned!" Han Mian shouted loudly, as if he had seen through Zhao Jun's plan.

Cheng Zhao, who was wearing the armor of the Han army, subconsciously turned around and answered.

Then he covered his mouth in panic, turned his horse's head, and galloped away.

"Shoot the arrows! Hurry up and release the arrows! Han Xuan shouted, as if he had won back a city, and he was very happy.

In the forest in the distance, Sima Yue, who was leading people to hold dozens of wooden baskets for birds, was releasing birds.

He's been catching these birds for a long time.