"I hope Di Qin didn't think of such a long term!" Wang Mi sighed.
The situation on the battlefield is like this. As the attacking party, what you can do is to spy on intelligence and enhance your own offensive capabilities.
Sharpen your knives faster and sharper, and make more weapons.
As for how the city defenders should strengthen the city wall, this was not something they could get involved with.
“Selling straw sandals!”
"The shoes are made of fine cattails and have thick soles!"
“Excellent straw sandals!”
"Wear-resistant and forbidden to fuck!"
"Come and see, come and see!"
Tan Pingzhi was shouting in a proper manner and doing his duty, but Wang Mi on the side suddenly interjected, and his style suddenly became obscene.
"Zhiyuan, what is forbidden sex?"
The two big men in Jingkou all looked puzzled.
"It means not afraid of bad things!"
Wang Mi tugged on the coarse cloth clothes: "Look at these coarse cloth clothes, they won't break even if they are beaten and beaten during daily work."
"If you are wearing silk and satin, if you drop it a few times, it will be all broken."
"I see!"
"Zhiyuan, this is a good word!"
Tan Pingzhi jumped to his feet and shouted: "Selling straw sandals!"
“The best straw sandals in Xiangyang City!”
"Wear-resistant and forbidden to fuck!"
"Wear-resistant and forbidden to fuck!"
Actually, there was no need to shout so loudly. Wang Mi was a little embarrassed.
However, ever since this shouting came out, the popularity of the stall has increased sharply, and people in the city, men and women, have gathered around it.
Everyone wants to see what these forbidden straw sandals can look like.
"hiss……"
"Look, Xianbei people!"
Liu Yu stood up suddenly. He had been silent just now, just observing the situation in Xiangyang City. When he saw the menacing man, he immediately reacted.
"Xianbei people?"
"Duan Xian!"
"Look quickly!"
Speaking of the Xianbei people, Wang Mi became energetic. Thanks to his quick thinking, he also brought Duan Xian with him, which came in handy this time.
Duan first identified the Xianbei people, and he naturally recognized them accurately.
"do you know?"
The man in front, with a group of soldiers, was walking towards the long street with sonorous steps. I saw that man, with a fair complexion and a gentle air between his eyebrows. He didn't look very manly.
After calling for a long time, Duan Xian remained silent. Wang Mi turned around and saw that this tall man, who was more than eight feet tall, was now standing behind Tan Pingzhi. It was obvious that he had deliberately avoided it.
"Xiao Lang, I know this person, let's go and have a look!"
Everyone was surprised, they turned out to be acquaintances!
Then you have to go and take a look...
…………
On the broad streets of Xiangyang City, locust trees and willows complement each other beautifully. The breeze blows and the branches tremble slightly, which is beautiful.
Murong Chong, who was wearing two levels of leather armor, was walking on this street. He was swinging his stride with great momentum.
That’s not true!
If I don’t drive you out of Xiangyang City today, I will take your last name!
This time, General Murong's momentum was definitely extraordinary.
The last time he was memorizing words without even having a helper by his side, and because of the principle of not hitting women, he was beaten black and blue by the woman.
Murong Chong had never been a broad-minded person. After returning home, he became more and more suffocated when he thought about this matter.
Early in the morning, I took a group of Xianbei boys to find the fortune teller to settle accounts again!
"Young man, don't worry. Your lover is not far away. I think it won't be long before you meet him."
The fortune teller put away the copper coins and said a few more polite words.
If you do this fortune-telling business for a long time, you will inevitably encounter some strange people.
Prediction of marriage has always been a passion of young ladies, but they did not expect that the first business opened today was actually for a young man to divine fortune.
This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity must be grasped carefully. The young lady who originally planned to compete for the position is now looking at the young gentleman with a smile, as if she were looking at a giant panda.
"Is it really nearby?"
"See you soon?"
It is said that the twenty-eight-year-old lady is eager for spring, but in fact, the twenty-eight-year-old young man is no less generous.
Who doesn’t want to have a lovely little lady?
Knowing how cold it is and how hot it is, sleeping with my wife in my arms at night, having another baby on the bed with him...
The young man's eyes were gleaming with excitement. If he were an ordinary person, he might have a conscience and reflect on his mistake of deceiving others.
But who is the fortune teller?
Since arriving in Xiangyang City, he has hardly said a word of truth. Isn't it just like nothing happened?
"It's absolutely true!" The fortune teller nodded and looked at him with sincerity.
"Only ghosts really exist!"
"He is a liar!"
Just when Xiao Langjun was satisfied and about to leave, Murong Chong rushed to the scene with his men and murderous intent.
Just!
The ring-headed sword that shone with cold light, accompanied by a loud noise, struck across the small table of the Gua stall!
ah!
Ah!
Killing!
Help!
Everyone could see that Murong Chong was serious this time.
The little ladies were not stupid either. They all ran away in the blink of an eye, running faster than rabbits.
The situation was quite unfavorable to the fortune teller. He flashed his cunning eyes and tried his best to think of countermeasures.
Murong Chong showed a ferocious smile: "How about it, everyone has run away, let's see what you do!"
"Don't worry, last time I was just..."
Before the fortune teller could finish his words, a pair of big hands rushed towards him!
"Beat me to death!"
Murong Chong held the knife and retreated to the back row. With a wave of his hand, the younger brothers rushed forward frantically to grab the fortune teller from behind the desk.
Fortunately, the fortune teller is well versed in the principle of a man's ability to bend and stretch, and he ducked under the bill as soon as he leaned forward.
No matter what his image is, as long as he can avoid being beaten, it is considered a victory.
"Hey!"
"This little brat actually dares to run away!"
Murong Chong learned from his experience. This time, he only stood on the outside shouting slogans and commanding his brothers to stand up for him.
The brothers, like him, were all from Xianbei, and they would take the initiative to rush forward without Murong Chong's encouragement.
Several people worked together to pull the fortune teller out from under the desk.
The situation is over!
After a while, the fortune teller's handsome little face was beaten black and blue.
"Eat my kick!"
"Wait a minute!"
Murong Chong shouted, and the brothers quickly raised their feet and then gently landed on the ground.
The fortune teller, who was barely holding on with his hands covering his face, was already preparing to face the storm, but suddenly the wind stopped and the rain stopped.
But I felt even more uneasy in my heart.
No way!
I have only been in Xiangyang City for a few days, and the important things have not been accomplished yet. Do I have to rush into the streets now?
He slowly put down his hands. His eyes were half swollen from the beating. He reluctantly opened them, only to see Murong Chong standing not far away with a look of displeasure.
Murong Chong waited for him to calm down, and then walked over with long strides.
"You guys, pick him up!"
"I'll kick him!"
When it comes to beating people, of course it is best to do it yourself.
Although he was lifted up by several big men, the fortune teller's little head still didn't stop working.
You have to think of a way to get out before you get beaten to death.
The issue is……
Where is the solution?
The little ladies who had been risking their lives to protect him had long been frightened out of sight by the Xianbei beating squad. As for the surrounding shops, they had also closed their doors tightly, not wanting to cause trouble.
Could it be that today is his destiny?
You read fortunes for others every day, but you can't tell your own destiny?