Chapter 171: Guangli (subscribing to make up)

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Watching the high oil bombs fly, falling into the opposite wooden village, burning a hellish flame in an instant, engulfing the whole, the face of the ghost Yiyi is full of wood.
It’s not just him, it’s the same as the deer in the mountains.
"The evil spirit of fire! The evil spirit of fire!"
"God Buddha, please punish the enemy opposite!"
Even though certain fire prevention measures have been prepared, under the flames, there is still a glass of water, and the foot in the wooden village is screaming and screaming, and occasionally the samurai and swordsmen have launched the final charge.
"kill!"
"Haha... our ghost family is invincible!"
Contrary to the generals who led the soldiers, the ghost family’s footsteps saw this scene, but the morale was soaring to the extreme, especially after the iron guns sent all the samurai warriors to the west, and reached a certain peak. .
"This kind of fanaticism..."
Ghost Yiyi saw the flame in the light scorpion, and his heart was deeply feared.
Knowing these days, even the 13-resistance wooden villages have already erected the unbeatable confidence of the coach in their hearts!
The quality of a victorious army is on the one hand, and on the other hand, from this constant victory, no matter how powerful the enemy, it is built up in the confidence of being destroyed under the iron hoof!
Now the ghost army, there is no doubt that there is such a prototype!
It’s not necessary to say that the ghost family’s one thousand and five hundred feet are naturally infiltrated by the fanatic thoughts of other great families.
It’s just that the masters are helpless.
If they can break through more than a dozen city walls without breaking one person, they can naturally reap this awe.
"There were 13 burning towns in the city, and the five nobles were destroyed..."
There is a trace of unbearable face on the face of Lu Zhishen in the mountains: "Although the surrounding heroes and the people of the country are afraid, they dare not be enemies with their own family, but they also plant seeds of fear and hatred... They must advise the Lord. !"
He came to Wu Ming's mount, but saw Wu Ming's face unchanged, the flame reflected on his face, with a smile.
"Haha... In the mountains, Lu Zhisuke, you see the homeowners who are trying to send troops to resist jokes. Now I am afraid that my face will be green?"
Wu Ming’s eyes were condensed, and there was no heart for the tragedy that occurred in the past:
After breaking this walled city, it is the Guangli City of Dayuan County. This city is ruled by the Ichi’s genealogy, Ikeda’s family. ... The news of the ninja has rejected my kindness and is ready to resist!"
"Lord, now Dayuan County, although you are afraid of your strength, and most of you are at your feet, but now it is time for them to see your benevolent..."
In the mountains, Lu Zhisuke bites his teeth.
"Oh?"
Wu Ming is undecided, and asks the ghost next to the Yijing: "What is your opinion?"
"Since the fire department Ninja attacked, there are already 13 nobles in Dayuan County who have surrendered to the family. I think they can let them also mobilize their participation in the battle, so that they can be given their spoils in a proper way, presumably after getting the benefits, Will it be tied more closely to my chariot?"
Ghost Yiyi thought about it and slowly said: "After all... Guangli City is a bigger city than Numata City!"
"Haha... Although I didn't say it, you are admonishing me!"
Wu Ming laughed happily: "Reassured! This family supervisor does not only know the tyrannical people. Appropriate wooing and compromise are necessary, but definitely not now... but your proposal to let other families mobilize the military to participate in the war is very good. I have already let the moon moon Kotaro do it!"
"This time... Is it after attacking Guanglicheng?"
Lu Zhishen in the mountains could not help but talk.
"Yes... When is it time to add knowledge to each family? I think they will be very happy?"
"All the owners must ask for it, and they are loyal to the family!"
In the mountains, Lu Zhishen and Ghost Yiyi are all in the same channel.
After all, what better than the reward of the hereditary territory?
"It’s just like this... Your family will be more and more powerful."
Ghost Yiyi has begun to consider post-war things.
"Yeah...so you have to resell! Expand their knowledge and conduct, and then arrange them to other counties! The exchange of Ishiishi-gun and Ohara-gun is not enough! At least you must lay down the entire Izumo country, or even In other regions, this can be done in one fell swoop!"
Wu Ming’s nephew showed a dark color.
This kind of local tyrants and the people of the country are generally in harmony with the greatness of the world of the week, privately storing the family, hiding the armor of the bow and arrow, and building the dock, which is an unstable factor in times of trouble.
But half of the power of this big family lies in the land resources it has mastered, and half of it lies in the hearts of the people!
Once you move to other environments, even if the land expands, the strength will be reduced by half!
After all, it is not a matter of time to hide the people's hearts and secretly collect the people's strength and take root.
Now it is the same reason to transfer the heroes and the people of the country. It is like the Western Han Dynasty of Wu Ming’s previous life. It has been relocated to the emperor’s mausoleum several times, and the world’s powerful and powerful are rectified and want to die. This is also the only way to strengthen centralization. road.
......
Guangli City is looking forward to it.

This is the biggest city in Ohara-gun? It’s not bad!

Wu Ming watched a big city on the plain not far away, with a slight jaw.
This Guangli City is even bigger than the Numata City. It has four layers of defense. The outermost four pills are piled up with stones. There is a foot high, and there are also three pills, two pills, and Benmaru Tianshou. The pavilion, at first glance, is an extremely strong fortress.
On the opposite side, Wu Ming’s army of five thousand has already set aside the battle, and the sword and the gun are squirting.
"Lord! In the city of Guangli, Ikeda has mobilized 3,000 feet, and I have vowed to keep it!"
Next to the moon, Kotaro screamed.
"Well... is there a deadly consciousness?"
Wu Ming smiled slightly: "This is to prepare to consume the family's foot as much as possible, and to fight for the time after the Yi Yujia reorganizes the army..."
Waving his hand: "You will give the information to others!"
Ghost Yiyi and the mountain deer have passed through the letter paper. After reading a few columns, the complexion is a change: "I Yu’s family is rectifying the military. This is normal, but there is such a big thing in An Yiguo? My home The secretly supported Dazhi Temple’s defeat was already surrounded by Maori’s Wulong City...

"Yeah... If we can't catch the cloud country before the demise of the Great Temple, we will lose the chance to compete with the Maori family... everyone is fighting for time..."
Wu Ming sighed and sighed, his eyes turned firm, and the military fan slashed: "Attack! Commanded the two thousand corps formed by the 13 powerful tycoons that Dayuan County relied on to take the lead in siege, ghosts, and the Iron Artillery. With the big team in the rear to supervise!"
In the mountains, Lu Zhisuke heard this order, but his face was a move.
The two thousand military forces were formed by the newly-recognized Dayuan County tyrants. The level of loyalty and armedness is the lowest and not trustworthy. At this time, it is a matter of course.
‘And, the Iron Artillery Team and the Amnesty Team, I am afraid not only used to suppress the city, but also to kill the deserters? ’
Iron cannons and amnesty can not only suppress the bows and arrows of the city, but also the supreme weapon for killing the deserters!
The deer in the mountains closed his eyes and knew that the thirteen heroic coalition forces had only a dead war or a war dead, and there was no other way to go.
"Let the family see your loyalty!"
Hearing the orders brought by the Ghosts, the thirteen heroic coalitions fluctuated, but behind the guns and the tens of thousands of army, they still obeyed the command, with a fierce flame in their eyes. I rushed toward Guanglicheng.
"kill!"
On the wall, the big bowman yelled, and many of them shot the bow and arrow on their hands.
After a wave of arrows, the people who attacked the city fell down a dozen. Others were flustered, some went straight to the walled city, and some quietly retreated, and the positions were scattered.
"Iron Guns, shoot!"
Seeing this situation, Ghost Yiyi waved his hand mercilessly. After a smog and sparks, the fleeing feet were shot and killed, effectively smashing the rest.
"The first team, pushing a hundred meters, attacking the towers and suppressing their bows and arrows!"
After punishing the deserters, Ghost Yiyi still slightly fulfilled his duties and ordered the Iron Artillery Corps to suppress the bow soldiers of Guangli City.
"Oh yeah... Is this the power of the local tyrants? It really disappoints me..."
Wu Ming smiled at the side of the mountain, Lu Zhijie: "There is only the so-called 'pig-burst' tactics, and I don't know how to cooperate, and I don't know how to make it. The biggest difference between humans and animals is that they use tools!"
The face of the tragedy continues, the Lord can still talk and laugh like this, this kind of demeanor, it is really inferior to the deer in the mountains, can only be nodded and nodded.
"Although these local tyrants are not worthy of trust, it is also the strength of the family. It can't be so ruined... After this wave, you will have the ladders, wooden cars, and some simple siege equipment that the army has prepared. Give them to them!"
Wu Ming smiled faintly, and his eyes seemed to dominate the king of heaven and earth. This deep and unpredictable quantity immediately caused fear to surrender.
......
The tragic siege war lasted for two days.
The fight between blood and fire, under the city of Guangli, has not stopped for a moment.
"Great! Let!"
"The stormtroopers, rush! Take the ladder!"
With all kinds of new weapons participating in the war, the siege party suffered heavy losses, and the defending city also suffered heavy casualties, and several lines of defense were crumbling.
"Lord! Three days of siege, the Heroes have lost almost half of them..."
At this time, Ghost Yiyi confessed to Wu Ming with a sorrowful face: "Even if the family has three thousand troops, it is gradually unable to hold back..."
"This is natural. I am afraid that now they are in the camp, not only are they light enough, even the samurai and the housekeeper are regretting their trust in the family?"
Wu Mingbing smiled coldly. (To be continued.)
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