"Don't worry, Brother Zhao has not forgotten. We have brought such special items!"

Chen Ji squeezed over from the crowd, took out another letter from his arms and handed it to Wu Qian.

"Duke Chongguo, Brother Zhao said that this thing is important and he was afraid that the people would spread it with a lot of people, so he told me that they must deliver it to Duke Chongguo himself!"

Seeing Zhao Qi's arrangement so mysterious, Wu Wenying's face twitched for a few moments and didn't say anything. Wu Qian took the letter with a serious expression and opened it. After reading it carefully, his face became more serious. He folded the letter and stuffed it into his sleeve bag nodded and said, "This letter is indeed very important. Thank you two nephews. Please convey my gratitude after you go back!"

"I dare not, I dare not, these are all arranged by Brother Zhao. The students are just helping to deliver letters!" Chen Ji shook his head quickly, and Yao Ran next to him bowed, "Actually, Brother Zhao also asked us to bring two promotional screens. I hope Duke Chong can hang it on the city wall. However, the Duke must consider this matter himself. If it is not hung, it's fine. Brother Erma, let someone carry the two rolls of screens over!"

Soon Ermazi and a few security guards came over with two rolls of white cloth. Just look at the thickness and size, at least one roll would be the size of four or five pieces of cloth.

"What's this?"

"A piece of cloth of such a large size is probably two or three feet tall!"

"That's right, Ezhou City is only two feet..."

A group of people muttered to discuss.

"Zhang Sheng, arrange for officers and soldiers to hang these two cloths on both sides of the city gate!" Although Wu Qian looked curious, he waved his hand and ordered the commander Zhang Sheng to arrange for people to hang them.

"Brother Luzhai, don't you open it first? What if..."

"Haha, there is nothing wrong with it. Nephew Zhao Xian donated more than 800,000 yuan of military pay to our Ezhou. This is a great kindness. He wants me to hang my head on the city wall, let alone just two pairs of cloth!" Wu Qian laughed and waved his hand to interrupt Wu Wenying's words.

Wu Qian's words naturally caused an uproar and commotion among the onlookers and officials.

"Does Nephew Zhao Xian bring anything to me?" Wu Qian turned his head and looked at Chen Ji, Yao Ran, Lu Feng and others, and the group of people shook their heads.

"Okay, quickly load the car and prepare to enter the city. It's just in time for free. Let's take care of me to see what is written on these two pairs of cloth?" Wu Qian turned around and looked at the direction of Wuchang Gate. At this time, there were more than a dozen flags of fundraising on the city, and the colorful flags were shining under the blue sky in early winter. The rise and fall of the world above were responsible for the rise and fall of the world, which was vaguely visible from the propaganda slogan of aspiring to defend the country.

More than ten minutes later, as several officers and soldiers appeared on the city head on the left side of Wuchang Gate, after a while of busy work, a roll of white cloth as wide as four meters fell down from the city head, covering the city wall from top to bottom. On the white cloth that was more than two meters high, a general with a sword was drawn on the top of his head, with four big words of loyalty to the country. On the right side of the portrait, a poem full of rivers was written in red lacquer. Each character was more than a foot in size, and every word was like blood.

"King E, this is King E~"

"Look, Grandpa Yue!"

"This is Man Jianghong!"

At this time, outside Wuchang Gate, the news came out of the city and saw that the 800,000 military pay had reached tens of thousands, almost blocked the entire dock, leaving only a warning passage empty and only the city gate.

When this huge portrait fell down, it instantly caused a violent noise and commotion among the crowd, and there were even tears in their eyes.

"Yue Wumu?" Wu Qian looked at the huge portrait. After staying for a long time, his eyes gradually became wet. A hint of flush appeared on his old face, and his slightly hunched body straightened unconsciously.

Wen Tianxiang tightly held the handle of the knife around his waist, his eyes were red.

"I was angry and rushed to the crown. I leaned on the railings and the rain stopped. I looked up and roared at the sky, and my heart was fierce..." Someone began to hum this generous and sad battle song in the crowd.

Many people began to hum without realizing it, some began to kneel down and cry, and then tens of thousands of people knelt down in pieces as if they were infected. The humming sound became more and more high, with a sense of sorrow and a mixture of tears.

"Yue Fei was conquered King of E, which was when the Yue family army stationed in Ezhou, practiced martial arts, and led the army to the northern expedition, almost restoring the Central Plains. Today, Brother Luzhai is guarding Ezhou, and Zhao Dalang gives you this painting, which is of great significance!" Wu Wenying grabbed a handful of gray beard and his face was full of Qi Ran.

"Zhao Dalang is probably also worried about the battle because of the chaos in the court. He is worried that I can't defend Ezhou, and I am afraid that just sending military pay is not firm enough. I want to use Yue Wumu to motivate me. Haha, in fact, he doesn't need to be so aggressive. Since I came, I didn't plan to take a step back. If Kublai Khan really came to Ezhou, I would definitely fight him to the death in Ezhou City. The city is there, the people are there, and the people are destroyed..."

Wu Qian turned his head to look at Wu Wenying.

"On the day when the king's army settled in the Central Plains, he did not forget to tell his husband about his family sacrifice. Brother Junte, if I die in Ezhou, please inform me of my three children at that time. If the court in the future is invading the Northern Expedition to recover the Central Plains and Jiuzhou, and remember to get a message from the tomb."

"Why is Brother Luzhai so sad? The Mongolian army has not arrived yet, and has the 800,000 ounces of military pay and the secret letter from Zhao Dalang to you. I believe I will win this battle!"

"Look, another roll of cloth has been set off~" Someone suddenly shouted in the sob and sobbing crowd.

At this time, I saw a roll of white cloth hanging down from the head of the city on the right side of the city gate, and still covered the entire section of the city wall that was more than two meters high.

This is still a picture, with a Great Wall lying among the mountains and ridges. The Great Wall writes "Return My Rivers and Mountains" in four large blood-colored characters of more than four feet in size, and the nine big characters "Kublai died at the city of Ezhou" below.

"Hahahaha, OK, Zhao Dalang really doesn't allow me to take a step back. I borrowed Zhao Dalang's words and said that I want to kill Kublai Khan in Ezhou City, where is Zhang Guiwen Tianxiang?"

"The last one will be in~"

Wen Tianxiang and Zhang Gui, who were standing on both sides, stood up at the same time and clasped their fists.

"Beat drums, roars, and escort military salaries and supplies into the city. At the same time, all officials of the ninth rank and above and military officers above the commander of the four counties of Ezhou will gather in the Ezhou camp in three days. I will take the oath to sacrifice the flag!"

"The last one will obey the order!"

"Enter the city~" Wu Qian waved his sleeves and raised his hand to point to the passage leading straight to the city gate.

"Woooo~~~" The long and low trumpet sounded instantly. Amid the sound of drumbeats, dozens of carriages that had been tied into the city amid the cheers of tens of thousands of people, were escorted by hundreds of officers and soldiers.

Two giant paintings, dozens of colorful flags, and donation banners are hunting and swaying on the head of Wuchang City in early winter.

The ancient city of Ezhou, which was dull and bleak in the past, suddenly became passionate.

Many of the people in the crowd who still had tears on their faces went straight to the military camp and demanded to join the army and kill the enemy.
Chapter completed!