Chapter 818: Words can withstand a hundred thousand soldiers
"Whoosh!"
An arrow shot straight at him, and with a swing of his sword in his hand, the man easily knocked the arrow away. Ordinary soldiers could not hit this arrow, but it was not a problem at all for those generals who used precious bows.
Of course, these selected men are not weak...but this does not prevent them from asking for a pair of armor from the soldiers nearby and putting it on in front of everyone on the city.
The city guard was not a master, and his tooth ached when he saw this scene. He really didn't think he could penetrate the armor at such a distance.
"Don't believe their nonsense. How can this kind of armor equip the entire army? It must be deceiving us. We can't be fooled!" The guard general had no choice but to deal with the man shouting, and he couldn't block the ears of the defenders at the top of the city. He could only do it.
Baba said some things that he didn't even believe.
The man was not in a hurry. This situation had been expected. After the city garrison finished speaking, he continued to shout: "Since this person said that we are lying, let everyone see it!
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Following his command, four hundred people at a time began to line up. As they walked through the city, they held their own breastplates clanging with their swords. For half an hour, everyone walked around the city.
, let alone the garrison at the top of the city, even the garrison general felt his scalp numb after listening to the ding-dang sound that had been ringing for half an hour.
As for morale...that's what it is.
"Brothers at the top of the city, your life is yours. When we start to attack the city, who can guarantee that you will not die if you have no eyesight with swords and guns? With one blow, the head will fly up, and the blood will spurt out two to three meters high. If it were directly
It's better to die, it's over once and for all, but if you have a broken arm or a leg, you'll lie on the ground wailing and watching the blood continue to flow out of the body, until the blood dries up and you die with a howl."
"I wouldn't dare to wear such thick armor, let alone you who have no armor at all, brothers!"
"Horrible, miserable, miserable!"
When this man shouted, the faces of the defenders on the city kept changing. They thought that if they stabbed them with a gun, nothing would happen to them, but if they stabbed them down, their heads would be missing, or they would be severely wounded and die miserably. They were all frightened.
Their faces turned pale, their whole bodies were trembling, and many of them could no longer hold their weapons safely.
The angry general who defended the city was furious, but there was nothing he could do. He could neither stop the man's mouth nor the ears of the defenders, so he could only watch and worry.
"Think about it, you can't even eat enough for a day, and you can't even wear warm clothes. If you die like this, what will happen to your wife and children at home?"
"Think about how sad they are, and how they will live without the breadwinner of their family!"
"You sell your sons and daughters, and the elderly in your family die of cold and hunger. How miserable!"
"..." After that, the garrison general looked at the soldiers and had nothing to say.
He really didn't expect that Liu Beijun could pull off such a trick. It was simply despicable, shameless and obscene!
Even the county guards and people from the big families in the city who were watching the battle in the city turned pale and ugly when they heard the shouts outside the city. They knew that the game was about to end without even going to the city to watch.
"What should I do? If we just let it go, we won't be able to defend the city for a day!" The county guard was sweating profusely. He never dreamed of such a situation. At this moment, he was still thinking of Cao Cao.
Think about how to save your life!
A group of aristocratic family heads also looked at each other. What can be done? Unless the family has a son, there is no one who is not afraid of death. They expect these recruited soldiers to risk their lives to protect them, but they themselves don't believe it.
Before they could come up with any countermeasures, they heard the voice continue to shout: "Brothers of the defenders at the top of the city, the attack on the city will begin soon. Are you really willing to risk your lives for those high-ranking aristocratic families?
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"Are you sure they recognize you?"
"Are you sure they will pay you pension after your death instead of selling your wife, children, and children?"
"After you have fought tooth and nail, once things go wrong, they will collectively surrender. You must also understand this!"
"They are just using your lives as a test. Of course it's good if you win, but it doesn't matter if you lose. Their family has a great cause and a lot of property. No matter whether they win or lose, they will continue to be a master!"
"And you are either dead or disabled, and they feel their eyes are dirty even if they look at you again. Are you really willing to do that?"
"Why do they wear silk and satin, eat meat, drink wine, and be so superior? Why do you not have enough to eat and live in such a precarious life, a life that is worse than a slave!"
"Rise up, those who do not want to be slaves, take our flesh and blood..."
Following the singing, the eyes of the garrison at the top of the city turned red. The gazes they looked at the garrison general were full of anger and murderous intent. The man was so frightened that he took a few steps back and hid in the group of soldiers.
With a stern and restrained look, he shouted loudly: "You damn mud-legged people, without the food in the army, you would have been starved to death a long time ago. If you don't want to be grateful now, how can you still want to rebel?"
"Even if you surrender, what's the point? You're just a mud-legged kid. If you lose your land and your money, will Liu Bei support you in vain?"
"Don't listen to their nonsense, defend the city honestly and still have a mouth to eat!"
While shouting, he retreated step by step with his soldiers. He did not dare to stand among the soldiers. No matter how no one did anything now, it was because of the lack of a leader.
He understands this very well. These mud-legged people are timid, but if someone takes the lead, most of them will follow. Isn't this how rebellions and the like happen? The same was true of the Yellow Turban Rebellion back then. He is really afraid.
He has already thought about surrendering. As long as Liu Bei's army attacks, he will surrender. With his identity and the benevolence Liu Bei preaches, he cannot die!
As for the soldiers, he was shouting to the man over there, who cares whether they live or die? He had more than two thousand people under his command, and even his own soldiers didn't even remember their names. The rest were just numbers.
Compassion does not command troops, he firmly believed in this.
All the pre-war performances have been completed, and I don’t know the specific effects. After all, this is the first actual combat test, but it feels good to see the quiet and depressing atmosphere at the top of the city.
Zhao Yun smiled and looked at the clock carried by the guards around him. It was almost the agreed time, so he began to deploy his soldiers to prepare various siege equipment, and began to attack the city when the time was up.
If everything goes well, can we go to the city to eat at noon?
I believe that those well-informed and well-educated families in the city must be willing to take the initiative to reward the entire army. After all, are they just being 'forced'? The confrontation is definitely not out of their original intention. As for who is pushed out to top the cylinder, does it matter?