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2 Number 2: Being poor is the original sin!

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Jingyang had become a dangerous city! Jie Li Khan had placed his troops at the north gate, attempting to crush Great Jin's backbone with his iron hooves.

The city was in a state of panic. Many people packed up their belongings and left the city through the south gate that night, fleeing toward Wu 'an in the east.

It was only a matter of time before the city was broken. If they stayed, they would be destroyed. The butcher's knife of the non-humankind had never been merciful in this aspect.

General Feng Li did not stop them. He, who had been through hundreds of battles, also did not see any hope. However, the civilians could leave. If any of the high-level guards were to desert, they would be executed immediately!

The sun was setting in the west, and the setting sun was as red as blood! The entire Jingyang City was filled with wails!

Those who could escape or wanted to escape had already left Jingyang. The remaining people were the old, weak, women, and children, as well as more than a thousand soldiers guarding the city.

In less than a day, 70% of the soldiers in Jingyang City had been lost. Feng Li sent three emergency documents to Wu 'an!

There was no hope for Jingyang City!

Feng Li stood on the Ancient South Gate and looked at the commoners who had escaped from Jingyang City in twos and threes. He was silent.

It was human nature to seek benefits and avoid harm. It was enough for Jingyang to have the deaths of soldiers like them!

"Senior guard, look!"

Feng Li subconsciously looked over and saw that under the setting sun, there were nearly a hundred people walking over with slow steps. The leading youth was wearing cloth clothes that had been washed until it had turned white. He held a long weapon and carried a big bow on his back.

There were also many strange machines in the group. They were extremely huge and attracted the attention of many commoners who were fleeing to the east.

Luo Qiu placed his weapon in front of the city gate and cupped his fists." The Mo Family Village has come to Jingyang to die with the city defense equipment!”

Every word was sonorous and forceful!

The onlookers instantly exploded.

"Mo Family Village? Are they from the Mo Family Village?"

"Why, do you recognize him?"

"That's right! My neighbor, Old Wang's daughter, almost got married! It was very poor there. There were muddy yellow dirt roads everywhere. It was easy to sprain your ankle after walking a few steps!”

"That's right! In Mo Family Village, there are basically straw huts that look like they're on the verge of collapse. A gust of wind will probably destroy the house!”

...

One sentence after another made many people of the Mo Family Village blush. However, they still stood straight!

Being poor was the original sin! But we still have our backbone!

"Silence!"

Feng Li seemed to have lost his composure. His voice was trembling. What did he see?

There were less than ten able-bodied men in the Mo Family Village team. Most of them were old, weak, women, and children, and many of them were disabled.

Such a group of people did not hesitate to come to help Jingyang defend the city. With such integrity, why would Great Jin worry about not rising?

"Villagers, go back! Jingyang, our deaths are enough! It's really enough…" Feng Li's eyes were filled with tears.

Luo Qiu's eyes were clear as she said," The rise and fall of the world is everyone's responsibility! Mo Family Village is willing to fight to the death in Jingyang!"

"Good, good!" Feng Li's body was trembling slightly.

"Men, follow me down and welcome the people of the Mo Family Village into the city! The rest of the irrelevant people should leave quickly. If they stay at the city gate, they will be punished with Nannan!”

...

It was already late at night, but the Dew Hall was still brightly lit. Today, there were three emergency documents in a row, almost causing Wu An to panic.

"Your Majesty, Jingyang 800 Li is urgent!" A eunuch hurried in with small steps.

"Oh? Hurry up and bring it over!"

Emperor Zhang Er quickly opened the letter and read it with a gloomy expression.

The atmosphere in the hall was a little heavy. The palace maids and eunuchs standing at the side felt suffocated until Emperor Zhang Er smiled again…

"Hahaha! Good, good! If Jingyang City can be defended, I'll make you a marquis!"”

"Erlang, why are you so happy?" Empress Zhangsun walked in with a bowl of lotus seed soup.

"Guanyin servant came just in time, look!" His Majesty Zhang Er handed the letter over.

"Is the rise and fall of the world the responsibility of an ordinary person?"

The words that entered her eyes had already made Empress Zhangsun's heart flutter. She looked down and smiled after a long time."The Great Jin has Luo Qiu, the Saint Child, and these loyal people from the Mo Family Village. This concubine congratulates Your Majesty!”

...

The city defense equipment brought by the Mo Family Village was installed on the north gate wall overnight.

Crossbows, crossbows, borrowed chariots…These items stood on top of the wall like prehistoric beasts, causing Feng Li to be dumbfounded.

These things were only recorded in ancient books and there were only a few sentences. The production method had long been lost!

In fact, the Mo Family Village's income in the past was not low. It was just that they had invested all their money into the art of traps. This was a group of lunatics!

"What is this?" Feng Li pointed at a big bird made of wood.

"The wooden kite was created by the giant! It could carry people to fly at high altitudes and spy on the enemy's situation!" Uncle Xin, who had lost an arm, said proudly.

Manned flight?

Feng Li was shocked.

Wasn't this a divine technique?

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