Bocheng.

Although Bocheng is surrounded by clusters, there is not much panic in the city.

But there are always rumors, and some people advocate surrender.

After all, news from other places has also spread. The Northern Holy Dynasty occupied the city, did not massacre the city, did not collect it, and even released new crop seeds. There were even a few cities that did not alarm the people, and it was easy to make it.

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For the people, even if the flags inserted on the city wall have changed colors, the defenders guarding the city have also changed a group. As for the others, there has not been any change yet.

Now there is still food and water in Bocheng. Even if you hold on for a few more months, you can hold on.

But the people don’t understand. For them, they are all the holy dynasties of the Xuanyuan family. Whoever defects or fights with the left and right hands.

"Hey, I'm wondering, why should we? The Xuanyuan family's civil strife has suffered unrestrained disasters. If I say that, we should surrender."

"Yes, yes, yes, I don't know what Mr. Fang is thinking. Now we are surrounded by Tuantuan, and my business has stopped. I originally wanted to go to Tongzhou and get some milk wine!" A strong man complained.

In Tianxianglou, the largest restaurant in Bocheng, there are many people talking about their thoughts.

Suddenly, the originally lively Tianxiang Tower became quiet.

An old man wearing a green robe and gray-haired temples walked in.

He found an empty table and sat down, waved to the waiter.

"Old rules!"

After a while, the waiter came with a bowl of light Yangchun noodles. There was a poached egg lying on this side.

"Hey, I didn't order this egg!" I raised my head and looked at the waiter in confusion.

When the waiter heard this, he immediately nodded and said, "Sir, there is only one egg left in our store, so I will make it for you. If this city is trapped for a few more days, there will be nothing.

OK."

When the old man heard this, he said without changing his expression: "There is quite a lot of grain in the granary in Bocheng. Not to mention a few months, I can hold on for a year."

"Sir! Don't blame the little one for speaking badly. This is really the last egg in Bocheng. Our shopkeeper has found the whole city and bought all the hens that laid the eggs, but some things are not enough.

.Our city still needs to communicate with outside trade. We all know how much food there is in the granary."

"That's right, if you eat porridge every day, the surplus grain in the granary will be enough for us to eat for a year. However, Lord Fang, we need trade and communication. Moreover, many people's families are in other cities.

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After listening to the waiter's complaint quietly, the adult wiped his mouth and asked, "You all... do you mean this?"

Hearing this, all the diners in Tianxiang Tower lowered their heads, and none of them dared to come out to answer.

The old man who spoke was Fang Ruhong, the prefect of Bocheng.

"Then, who can tell me what this war is fighting?" Fang Ruhong was not angry, but asked with a smile.

Finally, a brave diner suddenly said, "What are you fighting? This is obvious! It's just to compete for the position of the Holy Emperor, and the Xuanyuan family has a strife!"

When Fang Ruhong heard this, he did not answer them directly. He just shook his head and started to eat noodles.

The sound of eating noodles came over, but the diners still stared at Fang Ruhong tightly, hoping that he could give an answer.

If it was really a civil war in the Holy Dynasty, they would have no need to resist.

Anyway, the Xuanyuan family is the world, and the siege army will not massacre the city, so the people naturally have no objection.

They wanted to see what kind of insights this old man has?

If they resist firmly just for their own political stance, they will not follow it.

Fang Ruhong ate the noodles in big mouthfuls, and the food was so fragrant. After finishing his meal, he wiped his mouth and asked, "Do you really think this is a civil war between the Xuanyuan family? Do you really think I am for my own position.

And the future, but let you suffer and let you besieged?"

Before everyone could answer, Fang Ruhong sighed, shook his head and said, "This Xuanyuan Rende established the Northern Holy Dynasty and confronted Chang'an. I would like to ask you all, this Xuanyuan Rende has never led a soldier, and no one has

The general supports him. Where did his soldiers who attack us come from?"

"Also, Xuanyuan Rende is King Anle, and Yuezhou is his territory. Why did he abandon his foundation and come to our Bozhou? Think about it again, Xuanyuan Rende established the Northern Holy Dynasty, and where did he use it as a temporary

capital?"

"Fancheng..."

"That's it. Think about it, who is behind Xuanyuan Rende? Zhan Xu's army did help us before, but now the situation has changed. If it weren't for Zhan Xu's support, you really think you're relying on Xuanyuan Ren.

Can De break through so many cities so quickly?"

Fang Ruhong wiped his mouth, stood up, bowed deeply to the diners and said, "Everyone, you can go to the city gate to take a look. Confucius Temple has caught a few scouts, and you will understand when the time comes."

After Fang Ruhong said that, he left with his head held high and his chest held high.

After a while, many people gathered at the city gate. Mr. Qin from the Confucius Temple in Bozhou came over with a man. This man was burly and wearing green armor. Even his skin was covered in the sun.

A faint green.

"Everyone, this is a scout who came in to spy on the intelligence. Look at what they are!" Mr. Qin sealed the cultivation level of the scout of the Poison Blood Camp and tied him up. Not only that, his

There was also an executioner behind him.

After Mr. Qin said that, he kicked the scout directly on the scout's calf, causing the scout to kneel down.

Then, Mr. Qin did not speak nonsense and winked at the executioner. Then he saw that the knife fell and the green blood splattered on the ground. Then, in full view of everyone, the human-shaped scout turned into a big snake with six heads.

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Although this scout is also from Xiangliu clan, his bloodline is impure, and he only has six heads.

When the people saw this scene, they took a breath.

After a brief silence, the people who were deeply inspired by Fang Ruhong's swearing skills showed their magical powers, wishing they could go out of the city to scold Xuanyuan Rende themselves.

If it were the civil war between the Xuanyuan family, they could surrender to Xuanyuan Rende, it would be fine. But if Xuanyuan Rende surrendered to the demon clan, it would not be possible.

At this time, many people also understood why Xuanyuan Rende was driven out of Chang'an.

After this incident, there were no strange noises in the entire Bocheng. Even the morale was high, and the people wanted to be one of the soldiers.

In the past, only Mr. Fang wrote letters and cursed people a little irritatedly; now, anyone who knows how to write in the city has written some "beautiful" language and threw it out of the city.

...

Liu Chenglang came to persuade the surrender again. If Mr. Fang decides to surrender this time, then they will immediately cancel the poisoning plan. But this time Liu Chenglang came to the city and not only was he scolded, but he also had a lot of paper balls.

Thrown off the city wall.

Liu Chenglang didn't even open his mouth, so he had to flee. Then, he sent soldiers to pick up the paper ball. When he opened it, he almost angered him to death.

Not only did some people scold Xuanyuan Rende, but some also scolded him. They did everything they could. It would be fine to scold Xuanyuan Rende, but he could tolerate him being a traitor. But there were people who found out what happened before to attack him.

He even mentioned Xuanyuan Hui'an.

For him, Xuanyuan Hui'an was his weakness.

Liu Chenglang sat in a wheelchair, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.

"Young Master Zhan Xu, let's poison!"

With the order from Zhan Xu, the people in Shuiyun brought the venom of the Xiangliu clan and sneaked into Bocheng under the night.

Although they could not get close to Mr. Fang, it was still easy to get close to the well.

At this time, Fang Ruhong was accompanying his wife at home. As for Mr. Qin from Confucius Temple, he followed Fang Ruhong in an endless manner.

Mr. Qin is still one step away from entering the Kaitian Realm. During this period, many assassins have been put into his hands.

The lights swayed, and Mrs. Fang brought a bowl of noodles and placed them in front of Fang Ruhong, and said with a smile: "You, have you forgotten, have you forgotten it? Today is your birthday, and I will finish eating this longevity noodles."

Fang Ruhong looked helpless, "Old woman, I only went to Tianxianglou to have a bowl of noodles in the morning, and you are making noodles for me again now..."

"No matter, longevity noodles, longevity after eating them. I promised our children that they would make you well and wait for him to come back."

When Mr. Qin heard this, he suddenly asked, "Old Fang, your boy is participating in Tiefutu. Do you think he will come this time?"

"It's hard to say, who knows his. Their heavy cavalry is elusive."

After Fang Ruhong said that, he could not resist his wife, so he could only pick up this piece of longevity noodles, which was a bowl of longevity noodles. But after he picked up the noodles, he broke it.

When Mrs. Fang saw this scene, her eyelids twitched and she hurriedly said, "I'll cook another bowl, this bowl is unlucky."

Fang Ruhong stopped his wife, "Don't believe in those things. If the longevity face is cut off, it means that it will not be longevity. My body is still strong!"

After saying that, he started to eat noodles in big mouthfuls.

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Genius is dawn, Fang Ruhong is just like normal, ready to get up and check the granary first, then look at the water and irrigation oil, and finally go and count the big stones in the city. After all, if the opponent attacks the city, the big stones and water and irrigation oil are powerful tools.

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However, he had just left the house and there was no one on the street.

Fang Ruhong was shocked and hurried towards the city wall.

At this time, the demon army began to attack the city again, but their soldiers were far inferior to before. Everyone had green light on their faces and sweat on their foreheads. Now even if they could barely resist the siege army, they could

If this trend continues, the city will inevitably be destroyed within half an hour.

Fang Ruhong just emerged and stopped siegeing the city.
To be continued...