I really want to be a cook

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But now the old Qi king has run away, and the new Qi king has defected to the Qin people.

Who knows what the fate of Qi will be in the future?

Anyway, whoever suddenly has an ancestor on their head, their life must be difficult.

Moreover, the news that the Qin, Zhao and Wei Three Kingdoms army had called had already spread to everyone, but it was too early for him to be able to deceive himself.

Even yesterday, spies outside the city heard the news that Zhao Jun had set up camp fifty miles outside the city.

But he was still lucky.

I feel that they have the support of Qin people now, so they should not be able to fight.

But now I saw the great flag of Zhao Guo, and the Northern Army of Hundred Thousand Towns under the city.

Jiang Xiao knew that what was supposed to come had finally come.

He patted the adjutant who looked at him the same way and said:

"Light the smoke and tell everyone that Zhao Jun is calling!"

"Notify the palace, the king, and the adults of Qin!"

"Everyone cheer up!"

"I asked you to take out all the things I prepared before. As long as our support arrives, it will be very simple to repel their attack."

"Everyone is carrying a head on their shoulders, don't be intimidated by their reputation as a big country!"

"Hurry up!!!"

Followed by a series of orders.

Bows and arrows were brought out in bundles, rocks fell, and rolling logs were pulled out from the warehouse in piles, and golden juice and oil were burned again.

After making these preparations, the soldiers defending the city tightly held the weapons in their hands. Looking at the Zhenbei Army in the distance, their breathing became heavy unconsciously.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

The prestige of Zhenbei Army has spread all over Qi country along with the long drive.

How can they not be nervous.

After all, they are just miscellaneous soldiers who don't pay the army's salary.

But this is a war of subjugation, and behind them is their family, the country they want to protect, even if they want to retreat, there is no way for them to retreat.

What's more, the people of Qin had already sent supervisory teams to station in various gate towers.

Following Jiang Xiao's order, the city wall continued to move, and the Qin people's supervising team finally arrived.

"what happened?"

Qin people are still black, and the Qin people's supervisor team is all in black armor, and the leader is a young man with a steady expression.

Jiang Xiao stepped forward and explained the situation to him just now.

The young man looked out of the city, nodded and said:

"You did a good job, you are the city gate guard, everything here is under your command, we will not interfere.

But if someone dares to run away, don't blame the knife in my hand for not recognizing people. "

The young man patted the knife on his waist.

Jiang Xiao nodded with a wry smile.

At this time, he could only pray that Zhao Jun would not dare to attack the city easily.

Otherwise, the gang of his brothers who drank and ate meat with him would not know how many would be left.

"Everyone, don't be afraid, if they dare to attack later, just follow what I taught you before, don't panic!

Think more about the family members behind you, if you retreat or lose, no one will be able to protect them! "

Although Jiang Xiao is a defender who has come up through connections, he still has basic military accomplishments, at least a minimum level.

He gave some encouragement, and seeing that everyone's nervousness and fear had subsided a lot, he couldn't help but wiped the sweat from his forehead, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Then he leaned against the wall with a long sword in his hand, his eyes staring blankly.

If he knew that Zhao Jun attacked the city today, he would not be angry with his wife yesterday.

How much he wanted to see his newborn little daughter again.

According to Madam, she will call Daddy soon.

……

Zhao Jun looked up at the sky and felt that it was almost time, but there was still no movement in the city.

He glanced at Jiang Ping beside him, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and then reminded:

"Master Jiang, it's almost noon."

Jiang Ping was dressed in white, and sat in a wheelchair, with a flamboyant feather fan in his hand.

Dong was pushing the cart behind him, and on the left and right of Dong were Jiang Ping's three sister-in-laws. The four beauties lined up to block all threats behind him.

As for Cheng Liner, standing on the left side of the wheelchair, she was talking to Jiang Ping, her face flushed red from being teased.

On the right is the old monster in green robe, his eyes are full of awe.

Well, he didn't see anything.

Behind Dong, there were eleven demon masters in black robes, all of whom were silent.

When it comes to cards, Jiang Ping is very sure.

Even if a hundred thousand troops fight in disorder, he will not be injured in the slightest later.

Hearing this, Jiang Ping gently waved the feather fan in his hand, pointed to Zicheng in front of him and said lightly:

"Don't worry, let the wind blow for a while."

Whoosh! ! !

I don't know if God is cooperating, Zhao Jun felt a gust of wind blowing from behind, making Jiang Ping's robes agitated, and his long gray hair moved rhythmically, everything seemed natural, full of mystery .

Zhao Jun's eyes moved, and he couldn't help feeling in his heart.

As expected of a strange person, not only is his martial arts superb, but he can even calculate the direction of the wind immediately.

But at this moment, a certain expressionless Jiang Ping's third eldest daughter-in-law quietly lowered her hands behind her back, her true energy subsided, and she hid her merit and fame deeply.

Creating a gust of wind is nothing more than eating and drinking water for a great master.

She didn't bother to do such deceitful things, but who asked a hooligan to hug her thigh and say she must.

What can she do, of course, promise him.

Who let this be chosen by oneself.

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Linzi city.

East Gate.

A group of people hiding behind the street watched the smoke rise from the tower, and immediately shook their spirits and said:

"Here we come, the signal is here!"

There are colorful names on the heads of this team, and one of the leaders is a guy named 'King Kong Little Motor'.

He is a professional gamer who has become a monk halfway through the game, making a living by playing games.

After the game "Jianghu" became popular, he gave up the previous game and plunged into this new game with a lot of money.

Although soon after, "Jiang Hu" taught him how to be a man, telling him that no matter how the version changes, the game is everyone's father.

If you want to continue playing, you have to play within the rules set by the game.

The only consolation is that this rule is the same for all players.

Whether it is a poor and white civilian player, or a heroic trench.

Everyone is the same.

And in fact, as long as you don't want to fight for hegemony or be number one in the world, this game is actually quite interesting.

After all, there is no second game that can give each npc a unique soul and character like "Jianghu".

Each of them will grow and change.

In "Jianghu", all opportunities are one-time, and if they are gone, they are gone.

Everyone envies others, but lives their own lives.

Under the time ratio of one to ten, everyone can live a life completely different from reality, and even have the opportunity to start over again and again.

Therefore, most people have already become life players, or players who change their lives.

They didn't upgrade too much, because after reaching the master, the experience value of each level became an unattainable number.

So they simply use these experiences to upgrade some life skills and change the way of playing.

There are more than fighting and killing in the game, and upgrading is not the ultimate goal, but happiness is.

It is also true that players are becoming more and more refined and professional.

Ordinary players have long since given up the idea of ​​leveling up and becoming fathers, and now the only ones who are still working tirelessly on leveling up are the battle groups of the guild and various professional masters.

After all, it is the guy they eat.

And as the levels split sharply, the market share of games continued to increase, and their market prices rose instead of falling.

In this way, even if they are tortured to death by NPCs, they can be upgraded more and more intensely.

Make money, don't be ashamed.

'King Kong Little Motor' is such a professional player.

He came to the Thirteen Kingdoms since he was born, and faced this strange "Jianghu" game, he was at a loss at first.

Because the game world of "Jianghu" is too real, many game experiences that are common in other virtual games will make you suffer here.

For example, he didn't take npc seriously at the beginning, thinking that it was nothing more than that.

Then he was sold by this group of seemingly simple npcs, leaving only a pair of underwear, which was a pain he would never want to recall.

If it weren't for his underpants being unable to take off, I'm afraid he wouldn't even have these left.

In the end, he was so ashamed that he killed himself directly and resurrected.

But he stumbled all the way, and he was a little better than ordinary players.

Until he met the Chef Exchange Association, an organization privately called the Game Mission Hall by their players.

He can be regarded as having found the feeling of running a map to do tasks and upgrading happily.

After so many years of hard work in the game, he also formed his own professional team.

There are five people in total, from level 35 to level 42. They have breasts, shields, and combat. They can be long-range or melee.

But thinking of this mission, 'King Kong Little Motor' still felt a long-lost excitement in his heart.

War of Destruction!

Looking at the shining golden name on the task bar, all of them felt their blood boil.

Scared?

does not exist at all.

Only excited and then excited!

Their task is to disrupt the rear with all their strength and open the east gate when they see the smoke rising.

Golden missions are hard to come by. If you are lucky enough to get an upgrade card and the seed of true meaning in martial arts, advancing to level [-] will no longer be a dream.

Players who can complete the fifty-level advanced job transfer are the gods among the players, and they are recognized as the top players.

It's a pity that even the top guilds, not every guild can have such players.

I heard that the first player to reach level [-]——Yie Hongchen, the female sword fairy in the game world, her transfer fee has already reached nine figures.