Super Warcraft Factory

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The twenty thousand troops surrounded by the capital, and the radius of radius was spread like a whirlwind, and it quickly passed into the ear of each Jingshi.

Just a bit of business, immediately become dead, every store is closed. The pedestrians on the streets, there are few people who have passed half a day.

It is not the same as the last Dawun army, and the panorastic of the capital of the capital is less, and there is no feeling of the last day, because there is still Datong Star and the spell network.

After the Qianheng Emperor Zhu Ci, he hurriedly rushed to the star building and seek Datong Star Jun.

When he came to the roof, he was deeply bent over, please ask: "The big army of the scorpion surrounded the Jingshi, please destroy them, with the peace of mind."

Li Xiuwen did not answer, first looked at the belief of spell nets, up to 247,000 points.

This figure is more than 500,000 people in Beijing, which is contributed ten days.

Only the treatment, the stomach of the steel, tens of thousands of people are in use every day.

The quantity is not much, but the winning source is constant, and there is faith in paying the account every day.

It is just that the population of Jingshi is this harvest. If the spell network expands to Damming and the world, the belief in the day of harvest is definitely a pen astronomical figure.

Therefore, Li Xiuwen disgusted the war and hate it.

"Although I really want to shoot, but I can't kill people, I can't take myself."

Li Xiuwen's voice is not bad.

Zhu Ci's chest is a discouraged, feeling around a layer of despair.

The ten thousand armies on the Beijing-Guangzhou paper, as early as the last Dachang army, it disappeared, only more than two thousand people in the horse, guarded more than 30 miles.

Zhu Ciqi directly knees, bitter and pleaded: "Scorpion kills into nature, once rushed into the Jingshi, will definitely create a lot of killing, please ask Star Jun to expel them."

He changed the saying, not asking Li Xiuwen to eliminate the post-gold army.

"I cartoon, this star is unable to shoot, but don't forget the treatment of the spell online. If you use it, you will be enough to retreat the offense of the Siladion Army."

Li Xiuwen said faintly, pointed out a way.

Zhu Ci's face is awkward and smiled.

Of course, there is no forgetting treatment, but now the problem is that the soldiers who defensive walls don't have anything to resist fierce scorpions.

"Return it."

Li Xiuwen waved his hand and ordered it.

What is the virtue of the Ming army in the Ming Dynasty, Li Xiuwen, of course, not only do not win the scorpion, even Li Zicheng's Damu is also played.

But he won't help Zhu Ci, the rejection of unrecognizable, does not make a change.

If Li Xiuwen is shot down this time, the next Beijing teacher is blocked, or do you want to continue to dispatch?

Zhu Jia's Dynasty, and he didn't have a half relationship, why he wants to keep this decaying Ming Dynasty.

Don't forget, Li Xiuwen has saved Daming once a few days ago, and slammed Li Zicheng's Shu Shunjun, has not requested any return, and released good faith.

Zhu Ciyan left the star building with full disappointment.

The eunuch Zhang De follows behind, worrying about the emperor, opening up, saying: "Is it worried about the scorpion outside the city? In fact, you can't attach it."

"What do you say nonsense?"

Zhu Ciyan said, "If there is no reason, you will send you to Fengyang to guard Huangling."

Fengyang's ghost place, poor, people avoid it. There is a premise that is second only to the punishment of the prison, and the deterrence of the eunuch is great.

Zhang Demu was a fearless look, saying that: "Your Majesty, I think so. As long as the Star is still sitting in the town star building, no one dares to attack the palace, disturbing his old man."

Zhu Ci, silence, back pain, sigh: "I didn't expect Daming to fall to this point."

Zhang De knew that he had no need to return, but he attached to it.

Zhu Ci came to Wenhua Temple and said to the main minister of the cabinet, six still books: "Star Jun refused to shoot."

what!

The ministers are open, and the face is like soil.

"Hey, there is something in the family, please go back."

"I am angina, I have to go to see Taifeng, and I will leave."

Not long after, the minister in Wenhua Temple is almost the same, only the household is still still left.

Snapped!

Zhu Ciqi grabbed the Yuxue paper on the red wooden table and fell to the ground.

He is faced, strictly accused: "It's a group of corpse people, blame the father, so hate this group."

"Of course, Ai Qing is still good, or is loyal to Daming."

Zhu Ci did not want to hurt the last faithful ministers. Due to insufficient experience, the words of appease were a bit awkward.

Ni Yuanli excited eyes moist, swallowed and said: "The love of Your Majesty, the minister's broken bones are also difficult to return. Please ask Your Majesty without pessimism, the world is still Daming world."

"Ai Qing has the strategy of retreat?"

Zhu Ciqi asked with the last hopes and asked.

Ni Yuanyi shakes his head and said, "The imperial court has no soldiers, I am afraid that I can't let the scorpion leave.

There is only a few thousand two silver in the household house, empty can run horses. However, after the summer harvest, the house will have two million silver and five million stone food. "

"The far water is difficult to understand near the thirst!"

Zhu Ci is first bright, and then secretly.

"So you can't put it in summer harvest."

Ni Yuanli nodded, saying loudly, "Now it is necessary to recruit troops, at least to call 30,000 soldiers guarding the city wall."

"Where is the grain?"

Zhu Ci is very controversial, but I think of the empty household warehouse, facing bitterness.

"No matter so much, I will recruit 30,000 soldiers and say anything. I can't let the Beijing walls have no guards."

Ni Yuanli means that dragging, and has been dragging the food tax in the summer to the warehouse.

"Just do it."

Zhu Ci, feels some, but there is no better way.

The gates of Jingshi City, the intersection of the streets, and the servants will be trained on the wall.

There are not many people on the market of the depression, and there is a few people to see the notice.

But someone knocked down drums, shouting along the street: "The court recruits, each one is two silver, a total of 30,000 people, speed registration."

The people who hid in their own door are nasal. Who is the DPRK this year?

It is said that it is two silver monthly salary, and it is afraid that it is not halfway. It is also necessary to raise life, only fools and flow-ups will sign up.

It's just that there is no fragraphful, and I leave the city a few days ago, I went to the wild to find trees, so the servants went to a circle, only a few hundred people signed up for the soldiers.

The details will pass this incident to the city of the city, Dant smiled and said: "Ming Dynasty is born! Even the people are not willing to be soldier, what else can resist our attack?"

Fan Wencheng stands out, and the face is full of blooming, saying: "Congratulations: Daming Jingshi can be drums, and the main Central Plains has been settled."

"Tomorrow morning, start attack."

Dual thinks for a few seconds, the next command.

"What should I do?"

Many people face the pain.