"In other cities, if you want to surrender to us, the prefects and prefects will take off their official robes and come out with their official hats." Jun Han said to the two officials who followed him, "This is the respect of General Tian for Wang Ye." "General Tian is a true gentleman," said the two officials. Army Han to see the people standing on the street again, look proud and disdain, this time into the city, Tian general let him a man with only two QinBing. Three can take a city. King Zhao and his men had a hard time walking. They hadn't walked like this for a long time. The city of Yizhou is so big. King Zhao muttered and raised his sleeve to wipe his sweat, and his tight clothes made him breathless because of the gold belt. Why don't you go and help Wang Ye? Jun Han said to the two soldiers with a wink. Two soldiers came forward to help, Zhao Wang was two soldiers, the body suddenly relaxed a lot, can not help but catch their breath, but one breath has not fallen, two soldiers hands a loose, Zhao Wang can not help staggering a step, oh a broken belt, the gold in the belt rolled to the ground... Jun Han laughed and laughed again: "What's the matter with you?" "I'm too fat." Zhao Wang waved his hand first, looked at the broken belt, moved his body, and looked happy. "This is much more comfortable." There was giggling among the crowd of onlookers. It turned out to be a child in his arms who was amused. As soon as the laughter started, the family holding him reached out to cover his mouth. The child stared at him without knowing what was going on. An old man next to him blushed and reached out to cover the child's eyes again. What did the old man mean? Jun Han was very clear. He did not scold or get angry,interactive digital whiteboard, but laughed. The two officials also laughed. The crowded street echoed with the laughter of five people, loud and eerie. The people in the palace did not laugh. The two concubines were busy picking up the gold and the broken belt. Broken is also a belt. Put it away, they muttered. "Just bring it with you." But if you break it, you don't have to tie it up any more. King Zhao's footsteps and expression become relaxed, and his face is full of impatience in the sunlight. Wang Ye. Someone in the street shouted in a voice of grief and indignation, "Wang Ye, why is this?" This sound makes people become commotion. King Zhao was startled. He jumped up like a cat in the water and shouted, "What do you want to do?"! It's none of your business! This is Ben Wang's business! Don't take the king hostage! Are the rebels threatening him? Grief and indignation of the people will hold a breath in the throat,interactive panel board, the rest of the words will not come out. The king doesn't care what you want to do. King Zhao muttered, "When the king is gone, you can do whatever you want." Then he quickened his pace, as if he were afraid of being contaminated by some demon monster. The people in the street were silent, watching King Zhao walk away under the escort of three officers and soldiers, and no one shouted again, looking disappointed and sad. Passing through the high and thick gate, King Zhao waved his hand and urged, "Close the gate quickly. Don't let those people rush out to harm me." "There were seven or eight soldiers guarding the city gate, and they closed the door with a dull expression." Remember to open the door later. Zhao Wang exhorted. When the city gate closed, King Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had escaped, and the others seemed to have been relieved of their heavy burdens, and the women tidied up each other's appearance. This is the royal family nobility, smart board touch screen ,touch screen board classroom, the army Han looked at the laugh, no longer interested in teasing. Let's go. General Tian is waiting for you in the front. He said. ...... ...... General Tian Cheng of Wu Wei did not raise the tent, so he placed a tiger-skin chair in the wild. He sat on the chair, with three thousand soldiers standing behind him. Zhao Wang and his party, more than a hundred people, large and small, although not noisy, but uncontrollable small movements, children's words, adults whispered, disrupted the silence here. "King Zhao wiped his sweat and smiled at the gaze, like a wealthy merchant asking for a clearance certificate." A certain position is humble, but the viceroy has never entered the capital, nor has he seen Wang Ye. Tian Cheng's voice was as cold as his appearance, and his hand was holding a tiger-skin chair. "I've seen it before." "The general need not be too polite." King Zhao hurriedly said, "At this time, these red tape is not necessary.". ” Tian Cheng put his hand back on his knee. "Now that Wang Ye knows this time, do you know what to do next?" He pointed to behind, a QinBing spread the banner of Mount Ankang. Previously, when the Fanyang army accepted the surrender, it asked local officials to go out of the city with official uniforms and hats and kneel down to the banner of Ankang Mountain to show their submission. "I know," said King Zhao, "but I don't want to kneel." He reached into the prince's gown and pulled out a machete. The handle of this scimitar is exquisite, the blade is cold and shining, and you can see the value at a glance. Tian Cheng blinked his eyes and said, "Is Wang Ye going to present a treasure?" King Zhao shook his head and held his sword in front of him. "I'm going to kill you." Surrounded by quiet military forces, Tian Cheng looked at Zhao Wang. A little puzzled, he leaned forward and asked again, "Are you going to kill me?" King Zhao held the knife in both hands. "Yes." With his words, the family members of the palace, except for the children who could not walk, including the children who could just walk, all moved one after another, pulling out long and short knives from their clothes, boots and hair. In the bright sunshine of the wilderness, the glittering thorns are no longer the gold, silver and jewelry on their bodies, but the light of knives. Kill! Cried men, women, and children. Tian Cheng seemed to finally understand and looked up and laughed. Chapter 87 fighting outside the city The royal family has the power of life and death, and the dignitaries can kill even if they kill. But when he saw the scene in the legend, Tian Cheng only felt funny. The men, women and children standing in front of them are bejeweled and gorgeous, but when they peel off the bejeweled, they are a group of broilers with shed hair. The broiler is holding the knife, how can this scene not let Tian Cheng laugh out of tears. Wang Ye. He raised his hand and wiped the tears from his eyes. "My identity is not as good as yours, but you are not as good as me in fighting,interactive whiteboard for schools, you see." He gave serious advice. You should have said so earlier. After all, you are a prince. A command will call in some military forces, and the people will follow you. There will be more people like this. He raised his hand and pointed to the city in the distance. hsdsmartboard.com