"kill!"

"Kill kill kill!!!"

In Yecheng, the sky was filled with shouts of killing.

Countless Zhao people, forced by the barbarian soldiers, rushed to the bottom of the city wall desperately with deadly arrows and climbed up the newly built ladders.

As soon as the person in front fell down, someone from behind quickly made up for it.

In addition to the armored soldiers on the city wall, there are also many people wearing ordinary or wealthy people guarding the city.

They may be armed with spears, ready to stab those who come up the ladder at any time, or they may work together to pour dung, hot oil and rolling logs onto the ladder.

In the midst of this, there is also a group of people responsible for logistics who are constantly walking around.

They lay low on the ground, avoiding arrows shot from below, delivering supplies to the defenders, and transporting the wounded and dead down the city wall.

One of them, a simple and honest young man with a body like an adult, was exceptionally fast.

His efficiency in transporting supplies and moving people is often three times that of others, or even higher.

"How did it become like this?"

Jiang Ren, who was in the longevity lock on the chest of the honest young man, raised his gaze and stared at the dark army outside the city and the marching tents placed at regular intervals.

While thinking, his memory returned to a few years ago.

Fengbao thirteen years.

That year, Wan Jinghao, who received his admission quota, said goodbye to his family and Mr. Si, took his luggage and followed the caravan to Yecheng, and entered the best Qingfeng Academy in the city.

When he first entered school, he showed a talent that surpassed most of his classmates.

Whether it is poems or songs, he is among the top three. In just six months, he ranked first in all categories and became the well-deserved leader of his class.

It was also in the academy that he met Huang Lanxi, whom he had been thinking about for seven years.

Huang Lanxi, who looked like a lady when they first met, quickly revealed her foodie nature in front of the delicious pastries made by Wan Jinghao using the pastry techniques he learned from Jiang Ren.

Between the two of them, it felt like they were back to the happy time under the tree in their childhood.

At that time, the two were just playmates, but now that they are young girls, hazy emotions quietly arise when they get along again and again.

It was at the moment when the relationship between the two was heating up rapidly.

Classmate Niu Dengwen, who firmly occupied the second place, also spied on Huang Lanxi. Seeing that Wan Jinghao and Huang Lanxi were so close, he used his identity as the son of the prefect to bring a lot of trouble and danger to Wan Jinghao.

If Huang Zeshu, the head of the academy with complex power relations behind the scenes, had not come forward.

Coupled with Jiang Ren's reminders at critical moments, Wan Jinghao no longer knew where he died.

Fengbao fourteenth year.

That is the second year.

Thirteen-year-old Wan Jinghao passed the college examination and successfully obtained the title of scholar.

He was exempted from the corvee, did not kneel before the magistrate, and could not be tortured casually, etc., which made Niu Dengwen no longer dare to do anything blatantly against him.

Feng Bao fifteen years.

That is the third year.

Fourteen-year-old Wan Jinghao passed the provincial examination, successfully obtained the title of Juren, and obtained the second place Asian Yuan.

As for the first place in the provincial examination, Jie Yuan, it was obtained by Niu Dengwen, the second son of the prefect, who was the second son of ten thousand years.

No one can figure out how Niu Dengwen broke out and beat Wan Jinghao in the provincial examination, but according to rumors, someone once saw the examiner of the provincial examination entering and leaving the prefect's house a few days before the examination.

This year.

After two years of fermentation, Wan Jinghao and Huang Lanxi's relationship is almost down to the last layer of window paper.

But it was also in this year that Huang Zeshu, who had been transferred to Yecheng and worked as a mountain commander for nearly ten years, suddenly received an imperial edict to be transferred back to the imperial capital and would set off soon.

After receiving the news, Wan Jinghao finally confided in Huang Lanxi.

The two people, who were in love with each other, went to see Huang Zeshu together without caring about etiquette.

Huang Zeshu was not surprised by the arrival of the two.

However, due to his own status and not wanting his daughter to be wronged, although he did not reject Wan Jinghao's marriage proposal, he made an agreement that he must obtain the top three grades in the imperial examination.

Only when Wan Jinghao reaches the top three in the imperial examination can he marry his daughter.

The imperial examination takes place every three years.

Before that, one had to pass the examination to obtain the title of tribute scholar before he could participate, and Huang Lanxi could only wait until she was sixteen at the latest, which meant that Wan Jinghao only had one chance.

But even so, he still agreed.

Compared with hopeless rejection, although it is more difficult to get into the top three in the imperial examination, at least there is a possibility of success.

When Huang Zeshu and Huang Lanxi left, they also took away his mentor Si Lao.

After bidding them farewell, Wan Jinghao turned on the buttock stimulation mode. In addition to eating, sleeping and taking care of personal hygiene, Wan Jinghao studied almost every moment.

Without the help of the essence of the sun and moon, his body would have collapsed countless times during this process.

Feng Bao fifteen years.

That is this year.

There was a sudden war on the border, and the barbarian country in the prairie mobilized a large number of troops to assemble outside the country.

Only half a month.

The border defense line that countless Zhao people thought was like an iron wall was smashed through by the barbarian cavalry.

Zhao, which has thousands of years of history and has been a country for more than a hundred years, and its tens of millions of people, were all naked and exposed under the iron hooves of the wolf-like barbarians.

In just over a month, the war has reached Yecheng, which is near the border.

In a hurry.

Wan Jinghao only had time to move his family from the village to Yecheng.

As for Jiang Ren's proposal to take his family and flee to the hinterland of Zhao, he rejected Jiang Ren for the first time.

Because he didn't want his elderly parents to have to travel around, and because he believed support would come soon, he finally stayed in Yecheng.

Surrounded by a barbarian army.

Yecheng, which had received many fleeing people and whose number had swelled to 200,000, beheaded the former Zhao scholar who came to persuade him to surrender, and swore an oath to defend the city to the death and wait for support to arrive.

Under the attack of the barbarian army one after another, it is now the tenth day to defend the city.

"Ten days..."

Jiang Ren woke up from his memories and silently stared at the slave soldiers outside the city who were like cannon fodder.

All of them were skinny and skinny, with faces full of fear and disgust.

They were all originally from Zhao, but after being captured by the barbarian army, no matter what their status was, they were now transformed into slave soldiers seeking death.

With his family being held hostage, and with butcher's knives behind him.

Even if they knew that there was a desperate situation ahead, these slave soldiers could only keep charging and risking their lives.

"There are not many military equipment in the city, including raw materials."

"Even if we urgently order people to demolish the unoccupied buildings in the city and use them to make military equipment, it will only be a drop in the bucket in the face of several waves of attacks from the barbarians every day."

"In a few days, there may be only biological and chemical weapons excrement left."

"When the time comes, I can only fill it with my life."

"Unlike the equipment, a lot of food is stored. Even if there are 200,000 people, as long as they save a little, they can still have enough food for three or four months."

"As long as reinforcements can arrive during this time..."

Jiang Ren thought of this and chuckled in his heart, not having any hope.

Most people in Yecheng are still immersed in the glorious past of the Great Zhao, thinking that it is still the same Great Zhao who has killed many foreigners and cried for their father and mother countless times with their small power and great power.

This is also one of the reasons why only a small number of people chose to flee after learning about the barbarian invasion.

Most people firmly believe that once the imperial court's reinforcements arrive, they will make the brutal and cruel barbarian army pay the price of blood and tears.

"From their perspective, it's actually no problem."

"But for me, who has studied five thousand years of history, this dynasty has entered its final stage."

"Land annexation is prevalent among the people, corruption is serious in the officialdom, and most of the military is greedy for life and fear of death."

"Even if there is no barbarian invasion, Zhao will not be too far away from collapse."

"In this case, if the reinforcements don't come, I'm afraid they will be killed if they come."

At this time, Jiang Ren remembered the narration he heard when he first came to this world.

——The emperor is virtuous, the officials love the people, the weather is smooth, and the grains are ripe, this is the picture of a prosperous age.

"Is this irony?"
To be continued...