This southern barbarian retreat was definitely of great significance in the history of the Longyan Dynasty.
The most significant one in history.
This Rojo is also a Shaobao.
Early in the morning, there was a roar of gongs and drums, and the battles were very lively and arrogant.
He wished that everyone in the world would know that he, a young prince from Jiaozhi, could take such great benefits from the Longyan Dynasty and slap the face of this great country.
In the past, he was suppressed by the Longyan Dynasty, but now, he behaved so arrogantly.
This is even more true for those southern barbarian armies. According to the formation, 50,000 troops opened the way in front, followed by 100,000 slaves being escorted. When they were happy, they couldn't help but punch and kick these slaves for fun.
One hundred thousand slaves were just chained up one by one with long iron chains. Their faces were all filled with humiliation, sorrow, and despair for the future...
Murong Che.
At this moment, he was watching all this quietly. Yes, he was on Rojo's carriage at this time, feeling Rojo's excitement around him and feeling the despair of these slaves.
"Mr. Murong, why are you looking so sad?"
Luo Huo laughed loudly, patted Murong Che on the shoulder, and shouted: "Today is the day when our Jiaozhi rises! When these 100,000 slaves return to Jiaozhi, it will be the time when our Jiaozhi country will soar in the clouds and ride the mist!"
Others also laughed.
One hundred thousand slaves...
For a country like Cochin, it will indeed greatly increase its national strength.
Murong Che smiled faintly: "Your Majesty, I always think that the Longyan Dynasty is a heavenly kingdom after all, so it will definitely not suffer such a disadvantage..."
Luo Huo was stunned and laughed loudly: "Sir, you are overly worried. I have an army of 150,000 people, sharpening their swords. Who is afraid? With these 100,000 slaves in hand, do they dare to go back on their word?"
He snorted coldly.
Murong Che smiled faintly and was noncommittal.
At this time, he had slowly looked towards the Jiangzhou City Gate.
Jiangzhou City is not as famous as Shuzhou City. But this is also a thousand-year-old city. The "Ba Kingdom" in Bashu culture is located in Jiangzhou.
This city, known as 8D Magic in later generations, is simply a mountain city. All the roads were rugged and ups and downs.
At this time, the other city gates had been firmly fortified when Luo Huo invaded Jiangzhou, leaving only the east gate for entry and exit.
so.
This mighty army had to queue up one after another if they wanted to leave Jiangzhou. Just the 50,000-strong army, the weapons and equipment they brought, the baggage, as well as the cloth, salt, etc. that were robbed by them in Jiangzhou City were all quite cumbersome to transport. One hour, two hours...
Only 70% of the 50,000 people passed.
And at this time.
In addition to the army and slaves who were about to leave the city, except for Jia Shu and the people he brought, Jiangzhou City was deserted, but there were some men in black hiding in some hidden corners.
Or in some empty restaurant.
Or in some restaurants...
Or in some cloth rows.
A thousand people were distributed evenly in almost every part of Jiangzhou. The place where everyone is at this time is the center of a building complex.
Ancient buildings, it should be said, were all made of wood.
Just after the army was dispatched, these people had already begun to take action. All kinds of oil collected by them began to be poured on these buildings, on the beams, and even on the roofs.
everything.
Quietly.
Everything is in order.
Everything is such a tacit understanding.
Murong Che knew the outcome without looking back.
At this time, he followed Rojo, outside the big carriage, at the end of the army, arrogantly, and then, he was thinking silently in his heart.
Ten thousand...
Twenty thousand...
Thirty thousand...
forty thousand……
at last.
The southern barbarian army, the 50,000-strong army that set off first, finally all left the city two hours later, followed by the 100,000 slaves.
…
Thirty miles away from Jiangzhou City.
Jiang Xuan sat on a hill and looked quietly at the long dragons in the distance.
around.
They are all the Liangzhou troops he brought this time.
Just yesterday, when the prisoners were handed over, Jiang Xuan had already changed their clothes... He asked some prisoners to change clothes with the Liangzhou Army... After all, the Liangzhou Army who came to hand over the prisoners this time was only 5,000. If the Nanman had the ability to conduct reconnaissance, it would be easy to tell whether the Liangzhou Army had secretly left anyone in ambush on the way back to Yong'an.
This way.
Five thousand disheveled Liangzhou troops were left behind.
Behind them, each person was preparing a hang glider, as well as buckets of Quelehodo in the woods.
"General, when will we take action?"
Some people can't wait.
Jiang Xuan chuckled: "This time, we are just icing on the cake. If we can take action, we still have to see whether Murong Che, the Northerner, can succeed!"
He paused and continued: "But I guess it's almost time..."
At this time, it was already noon.
Nearly four hours have passed since the troops were officially withdrawn from the city!
Jiang Xuan's words made these Liangzhou troops feel full of energy.
Quietly, they carried the hang glider on their backs, and then loaded the buckets of Quelehodo on the hang glider.
The Nanman armies...
Get ready to tremble!
How arrogant you are now, how sour it feels to be trapped in it for a while!
…
People are still coming out one after another.
Twenty thousand...
Thirty thousand...
forty thousand……
This time, it was no longer the southern barbarian army, but slaves.
Murong Che couldn't help but become nervous at this moment.
Soon, it will be soon.
When 100,000 slaves leave the city, Jiangzhou will be on fire!
Can it succeed?
Murong Che looked at the Nanman army who were still singing and dancing, and took a deep breath.
Seventy thousand...
Eighty thousand...
Ninety thousand...
And the last ten thousand.
At this time, he couldn't help but look back at Jia Shu, who was still standing on the tall building.
then……
He looked towards the city gate.
The towering city gates of Jiangzhou are all made of giant trees that are thousands of years old...
The last five thousand people.
Luo Huo was still drinking and having fun with the beautiful women he had kidnapped.
There are three thousand more.
Luo Huo was still holding Murong Che and had a drink with him.
Two thousand more...
There are one thousand more...
None of the people present expected that a violent fire was about to engulf them.
And the last few hundred...
At this time, Luo Huo was drunk to the point of dissoluteness. He put his hand on Murong Che's shoulder and laughed loudly: "Mr. Murong, for this great achievement, I will definitely reward you when I get back!"
Murong Che.
This time, there was no rejection of the topic.
Instead, he slowly turned around and smiled faintly: "Your Majesty, can I ask for a reward myself?"
Luo Huo was overjoyed: "Of course you can! As long as your husband asks, I will definitely..."
A smile like the spring breeze appeared on Murong Che's face, and he said lightly: "Murong Che, I want the king to stay in this dragon flame forever."
"ah?"
Luo Huo was stunned and couldn't react at all.
at this time.
One hundred thousand slaves all left the city, followed by several hundred southern barbarian soldiers.
boom!
Boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom!
Sudden.
Throughout Jiangzhou, there were bursts of explosions, like a sudden earthquake.
Luo Huo's expression changed greatly: "Murong Che, you... you are a traitor!"
Boom boom boom!
There were explosions and fires everywhere in Jiangzhou.
The first thing to bear the brunt was the city gate. The violent explosion caused the entire city gate to collapse.
In this Jiangzhou, the only door is blocked like this!
