Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

It had been snowing for a day or two, but now it suddenly stopped, which seemed very strange.

In fact, this is not the case. This is God's joy. God was extremely angry before. Now the perpetrators were beheaded and it naturally stopped snowing.

The people of Silla applauded and rushed to tell each other, and the whole city of Silla suddenly knew about it.

Many people didn't believe it at all. They were dragged here and saw the bodies on the ground and the rivers of blood. They were stunned on the spot.

Some people even started crying on the spot, holding their heads and crying hard, but they were very happy.

Many women who have been violated can't stop crying when they see this scene. Although it has happened and it is impossible to turn it around, killing the perpetrator is the best result.

Seeing this scene, Su Yan also nodded, this was the result he wanted.

Good will be rewarded with good and evil will be punished with evil. It is the rules of heaven and earth, and it is not up to God to control it!

The perpetrator cannot control this world after all. In front of him, everything is a paper tiger and can be easily seen through.

Zhu Yun's tears fell. He was in pain, he regretted, he blamed himself, his heart was too complicated, after all, he was the prince of the Ming Dynasty!

At this moment, he seemed to experience another feeling, the meaning of the people!

If he wants to be a king and lead the Ming Dynasty, he must understand this truth.

More than 10,000 soldiers have won the hearts and minds of the people. This is not a loss, but a great gain.

At least in Zhu Yun's view, this is very profitable.

The Ninth Prince was heartbroken at the moment. More than 10,000 elite soldiers were killed like this. Of course he felt it was a pity.

But the cooperation will continue, and he has no choice but to do so. He only hopes that Zhu Yun's prestige can have some effect, otherwise it will really not be cooperation.

The sky is cloudless and the sun is shining brightly, as if narrating a new chapter in Silla.

Zhu Yun walked down the city wall, and the people of Silla lined the streets to welcome him, as if they had suddenly forgotten their sorrow and hatred.

"Prince!"

"Prince!"

"Prince!"

…

Many people roared excitedly. It was their first time seeing the prince, so they were naturally excited.

"Prince, we are willing to accompany you to attack the Fourth Prince!"

"Yes, kill the traitors and support justice!"

Many people knelt in front of Zhu Yun, with extreme anger in their eyes.

They are common people and they follow the king's will. Zhu Yun is the prince, so they naturally think that Zhu Yun is the new king.

As for Zhu Weixiang, he is a traitor who plots to usurp the throne, and he is the one who will be killed!

Zhu Yun showed a faint smile. The result was indeed what he thought.

Although the realm of this group of people is low, when combined, they are also a vanguard and a force that cannot be underestimated.

"I, Zhu Yun, understand what you all mean. I burst into tears again and kneel down to thank you!"

Zhu Yun knelt down and thanked the people very sincerely for their great kindness.

This group of people were naturally flattered and quickly helped Zhu Yun up. Everyone was extremely excited.

…

In the morning of the next day, there was already a crowd of people outside the military camp, and many Silla people had been waiting outside the military camp early.

They are all men of insight and in their prime, so naturally they want to join the army and contribute their own strength.

The Ninth Prince and Zhu Yun, who were sitting in the military camp, laughed happily when they saw this scene.

"What Prince Zhu Yun said is true. There are at least 200,000 people who came to join the army today."

The Ninth Prince was in a good mood and had forgotten about the more than 10,000 soldiers.

Zhu Yun said calmly: "If you win the hearts of the people, you will win the world, this sentence is true."

"Haha, then I hope we can achieve our wishes as soon as possible!"

The two of them clinked a glass and drank it all in one gulp.

But Su Yan was not in the tent. He was sitting on the top of the city wall, looking at the sky, as if thinking about something.

In fact, he was thinking about Yuwen Xiongba, and he didn't know why his shadow kept appearing in his mind.

"Xiong Ba, I know you are not dead, and I also know where you are now, but I can't save you yet. Don't worry, I will save you within ten days!"

Su Yan's eyes looked into the distance, where was the capital of the Ming Dynasty, and he was pointing his sword at the Ming Palace.

Because of Yuwen Xiongba's incident, Su Yan had to give up trying to rescue Xiaomeng and the others.

Xiao Meng and the others should not be in danger at the moment, so Su Yan is not as anxious as before.

Whether Yuwen Xiongba is alive or dead, this is the most important thing for Su Yan.

"Zhu Yun, you are similar to Zhu Yunwen in history but not like him."

Su Yan said thoughtfully, he naturally saw everything about Zhu Yun. Zhu Yun was not a simple person, not as simple as he appeared.

He flew down the city wall and landed outside the camp. When he saw the huge crowd of Silla people, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"A bunch of stupid people have just been preyed upon, and now they are vying to be used as pawns. There must be something hateful about the poor people!"

Su Yan no longer has any sympathy for this group of people because they are not worth it.

Of course, this was just his idea. What he didn't know was what could be done to fool the people. Isn't this what people have done throughout the ages?

Being able to receive justice and achieve peace is the greatest happiness.

I couldn't even afford to eat before. I'm not a scholar like Yuan. How can you guys survive?

Therefore, many things cannot be clarified at all, because the more they are clarified, the more confusing they become, and in the end they become a mess.

Looking at the group of people, Su Yan's anger dissipated. He returned to his room, lay on the bed, and began to practice silently.

Naturally, the military registration office is very popular, with at least a thousand registration points set up, but there are still long queues.

This naturally requires screening. Some people are really not allowed to serve as soldiers and must follow the rules.

The requirements can be lowered a bit, but the basic points cannot be changed.

"Name?" the staff at the registration desk asked indifferently.

"Li Ergou." A teenager looking at him said quickly.

"age?"

"eighteen."

"size?"

Li Ergou was stunned and didn't understand what it meant.

"Sir, what size?"

"All sizes from head to toe."

Li Ergou filled out the form very quickly.

The staff member took it and took a look. His eyes suddenly widened. He looked at Li Ergou and said, "You are eighteen centimeters?!"

"Um."

"Pass."

The staff member said directly, gave Li Ergou a qualification certificate, and started the next assessment.

"Only seven centimeters?"

The staff member looked at the young man in front of him and asked.

The man nodded, a little embarrassed.

"It doesn't pass!"

The staff directly handed out a bag of rice as a token of sympathy.

The man could only carry the rice and leave. A little rice was not bad.

After all, most of the goods in the city have been taken away, and many people are still hungry. It is a good thing to have rice to cook.

The registration office is becoming more and more popular, and almost all the people in Silla City are mobilized. As long as they meet the requirements, they will be recruited.

At this time, a new team of 200,000 was formed, and the army suddenly expanded to more than one million, which was more than the initial number.