Ang Lee accompanied Xun Yu to the city. Xun Yu picked up the amplifier and tried it. He thought the effect was pretty good. Diandian expressed satisfaction, and Ang Lee's trust in Xun Yu dropped to freezing point.

Xun Yu glanced at Ang Lee and knew what he was thinking. He smiled slightly and took the loudspeaker to his mouth, and said, "The people of Wancheng, I am the chief clerk under the tent of the Marquis of Weiyang. Everyone also heard the drums outside the city, yes, that was the sound of war drums. Our general was fighting fiercely with the Yellow Turbans outside the city in order to protect this city. But we only had two thousand people, and how many Yellow Turbans were? Eighty thousand! There were 80,000 people, but our generals and soldiers did not retreat and were still fighting to the death. They have been fighting since the morning."

Xun Yu said that many people had already come out of their homes. Standing on the street and listening to Xun Yu, more and more people gradually surrounded Xun Yu.

Seeing this, Xun Yu continued, "I don't want to deceive you. The battle in the city is beyond the tragic you imagined. Marquis of Weiyang led two thousand people to defeat the Yellow Turban thieves from the city five times, but the soldiers were exhausted. To be honest, I was scared, really. Before, Zhang Mancheng took the Yellow Turban to capture Wancheng, how did everyone remember the people and do everything evil to plunder. People, are you willing to watch your woman being bullied and see your property being taken away by others?"

"I don't want to." "I don't want to." Ang Lee felt that the words should be the one Xun Yu was looking for.

Xun Yu was still not affected and continued, "Yes, you always feel that there are many people outside the city, and the Yellow Turban is powerful. But let me tell you, the Yellow Turban outside the city is like you, all the people. But they are a group of people who cannot survive and put down their hoes and pick up weapons. Once Wancheng breaks their today, it will be your tomorrow. If you still have a trace of blood, please put down the farm tools in your hands, take up weapons with me, and follow the Marquis of Weiyang to defend Wancheng, defend our dignity, and protect my home. Yes, maybe I will die, maybe you will die, but death is really not scary. If I die for Wancheng today, my descendants will always remember his father, his grandfather died here to defend the land under his feet, and he will still be glorious even if he dies. Instead of hiding in the house like a quail, he will shivering. Now tell me your choice. I wish to protect my home with me and the general and defend Wancheng."

This made Ang Lee feel excited, but after Xun Yu asked if he was willing, the people did not answer. Ang Lee was very worried.

Ang Lee opened his throat and shouted, "I don't want to be like a quail. I'm a man."

"I don't want to!" "I don't want to!" The sounds are getting louder and louder, and these unwilling sounds are resounding throughout Wancheng.

Although Xun Yu had never shown it, he was unwilling to hear these remarks, and finally let go of the heart he was holding and it was done!

Dou Ping finally understood what Guo Jia's backhand was. Originally, the people of Wancheng were the people of Wancheng. This was to mobilize the people to guard Wancheng. Indeed, the people of Wancheng would hate the Yellow Turban more. When Zhang Mancheng occupied Wancheng, they deeply understood what darkness was. If Zhang Bao took over Wancheng again, the people would probably have no way to survive. With a simple but practical strategy, Zhang Bao would be panicked now.

The 10-to-1 loss of war made Zhang Bao very crazy. There were less than a thousand defenders in the city, but they still persisted. Zhang Bao admired Dou Ping now, and this young man deserved his attention. However, Dou Ping, Wancheng is the end of your story after all.

"Yan Zheng, tell Li Damu that if I can't take Wancheng after the three-way drum, I will want his head." Zhang Bao said.

"promise!"

Yan Zheng brought Zhang Bao's words to Li Damu cursed in his heart, "Is this I unwilling to capture Wancheng?" The Dou family didn't know what magic he used to wield these defenders. These guys were extremely brave and fearless. They were afraid of death when they saw it.

Gan Ning brought two thousand people who picked up weapons to protect their homeland to the city and replaced the exhausted soldiers.

"Lord, you can go down too. I, Gan Ning, will definitely not let them come up here."

Dou Ping waved his hand and gasped, "Xingba, it's not that he is worried about you. The people guarding the city are the people. I'm more at ease here. I can rest here."

"Lord!" Gan Ning wanted to persuade him again, but Dou Ping smiled and shook his head and refused.

"People, I, Dou Ping, thank you for your willingness to defend the city with me. Don't worry, I will be with you in the city. However, if I let me rest for a while, I am really tired." After grinned and sat down against the city wall.

Since ancient times, the people of China have been the kindest and most resilient. They looked at this young man who was about the same age as their younger brothers and even their sons. In order to protect their homes, the armor on their bodies could no longer be seen. The people had nothing, but they felt that the hands holding weapons were more energetic. They had another reason to fight to the death.

Come on, the Yellow Turban Thief. Fighting to the death for the home, for the relatives, and for the young man!!!

Gan Ning looked back at Dou Ping, and when he saw Dou Ping, he snored. He smiled and shook his head. Such a lord was indeed particularly relieved.

"Wenruo, thank you for your hard work." Guo Jia smiled and poured Xun Yu a cup of tea.

"Where is the Marquis of Weiyang? Didn't Gan Xingba take his men to the city? Why didn't he come down yet?" Xun Yu asked.

"The people were afraid of defending the city for the first time. He could comfort the people there." Guo Jia said.

Xun Yu was stunned and laughed. "Fengxiao, I am convinced. I am completely convinced to the Marquis of Weiyang. Where are you?"

"What's the hurry? Take a look again, take a look again." Guo Jia picked up the cup and took a sip of tea.

"Fengxiao, there is no tea in the cup." "Oh."

"Hahaha." "Where did Xun Wenruo come from so many, hahaha."

"Hahaha, I just think you, Guo Fengxiao, are also in a mess." Xun Yu laughed.

Gan Ning could feel that the Yellow Turban's attack became even more fierce. The people were already a little panicked when defending the city, relying on a sense of courage. The Yellow Turban rushed to the top of the city several times, but Gan Ning defeated them extremely cruelly. Under Gan Ning's command, the people gradually felt it. In a moment, the Yellow Turban did not attack the city wall again.

Zhang Bao called the leader of the personal soldiers around him and said, "You can act as planned."

"promise."

"Fengxiao, it's dark, Zhang Bao is afraid he will give us another surprise." Xun Yu glanced at the sky.

"Well, just by attacking Zhang Bao in Wancheng, you can see that this guy is a smart guy. At this time, of course he will think of giving us a surprise."

"South?" "East!" "East?" "East!"

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Chapter completed!