Yun Family’s Little Nine is Super Mischievous

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Jing Jiahong didn't understand Yun Chujiu's meaning for a moment, what does this **** mean? The trap has been filled, what's not simple?

When Jing Jiahong was puzzled, he heard a boom, followed by Jing Muguo soldiers crying and howling.

Jing Jiahong looked up, and the trap that had already been filled in between collapsed again, and it was much deeper than before, and even no more than a person's height.

Not only that, the Allied forces of the four countries on the city wall began to throw firewood soaked in vegetable oil into the deep pit, and then shot into the rocket. The screams in the deep pit were even more tragic ...

Jing Muguo's army retreated embarrassedly again. Jing Jiahong counted the number of 90,000 troops. He had not officially fought yet. At this time, nearly 20,000 people had been killed and injured!

Damn it!

Those traps are obviously filled, why do they still collapse? ! And there are more poisonous blades in it. How did Yunchujiu do it?

Sima Chengxiang had the same question. He opened his mouth wide and waited a while to relax, and then asked, "Your Majesty, you, how did you do it?"

Yun Chujiu did not conceal: "It's very simple. I ordered people to make two layers of traps. The second layer of traps was covered with quicksand and was covered with a baffle. When the army of Jing Muguo attacked, I ordered the baffle. When it is destroyed, the trap will naturally collapse after the quicksand is gone. "

Prime Minister Sima Cheng was stunned, not speaking for a while: "Your Majesty, how do you know this way?"

"After the secular emperor or rich man dies, he is afraid of stealing the tomb. Some people will set up the tomb of quicksand. I just improved it a little bit."

Sima Cheng's head nodded dumbly. Is this okay? Well, by analogy, what kind of bypass is used to describe their majesty is best suited!

Sima Chengxiang looked at the deep trap, and he was a little relieved in his heart. At this deep trap, Jing Muguo had to fill at least one day and night, and they could take a breather.

There was a dead silence in Jing Muguo's account, repeatedly and repeatedly played by Yun Chujiu, and if the process was not accelerated again, the allied forces of the four countries would annex all six subsidiary countries. By then, Jing Muguo was in Passive.

Jing Jiahong glanced coldly at everyone: "Do you have any suggestions?"

"Your Highness, now you have reached this point, only continue to fill the traps, and then attack the city. That Yun Chujiu relied on these traps, as long as we fill the trap, they do not have much resistance." A general said.

"Yes, that Yun Chujiu is good at is only conspiracy and trickery, and their absolute strength, their four-nation allies are definitely not our opponents. So, Your Highness, you do n’t have to worry too much, you can fill the trap before tomorrow night. It's just a siege at night. "

"Puyang City is just a projectile place, as long as there are no traps, we can attack in half a day."

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Jing Jiahong saw that everyone's opinions were unified, so he ordered to continue to fill the trap.

In the evening of the next day, Jing Muguo finally filled the trap and began to attack the city!

Suddenly, the shouts shook the sky, and the soldiers of Jing Muguo held their heart full of strength. They had never been so useless, and almost did not confront each other, and many people died. This is a shame!