It''s also normal that such a situation occurs. In the past, 3 million of us surrounded 800000 of them, which is nothing more than three times. It''s like two people fighting, one less than 1.5 meters and the other 1.8 meters. Although we know it''s difficult to win, after all, both of them are human. I can at least bite you hard before you kill me, but the opponent is spider man, Batman, iron man and so on, I think there is no need to be nervous and defensive.

The generals unanimously suggested that I strike while the iron is hot, but I rejected it, because to be honest, 20 earth guns can not bring us an absolute overwhelming advantage. Our real advantage is the ignorance of the golden soldiers, so the later shelling is mostly deterrent. I don''t want to set up 20 iron pimple guns, draw meat with blunt knives and kill 800000 people one by one, It''s not cost-effective to force the dog to jump over the wall.

However, I can''t say that I can''t help it. I asked Wang Yin to copy a lot of leaflets to publicize the peace loving proposition of our coalition forces, portraying their commander Jin Wushu as a violent leader who is militaristic and ignores the life and death of the soldiers... The leaflets were worn on the "terracotta warriors and horses No. 3" and stuffed in the gun, Wang Yin remembered that his second grandfather had shouted to the Kuomintang army as the propaganda captain during the Kuomintang Communist war. He also specially asked for a speech with both voice and emotion, which was read out to the opposite side by XiuXiu and maosui.

Another problem is shells. Zhu Yuanzhang brought me enough gunpowder and a lot of iron core bullets this time, but we usually use shotguns. Later, the small stones, sticks and other sundries in the coalition camp were destroyed. I had an idea and solved this problem together with another problem that has plagued us for a long time: domestic garbage.

The 3 million coalition forces produce dozens of tons of domestic waste every day. We don''t have a garbage disposal site, so we can only make do with the random stacking for the time being, which has brought no small hidden dangers to the soldiers'' life and health. I simply asked Wang Basan to take these garbage as shells, fill it with gunpowder and hit the Jin army.

At first, Jin Jun didn''t think much of it. He was even happy. Those colorful wrapping paper and plastic fell from the sky. They were not only beautiful. And many of them still have collection value. Even if the female stars printed on instant noodles look like the cover of pornographic magazines, they feel wrong over time. Those garbage soup and water give off a pungent smell over a long time, and mosquitoes and flies breed in half a day, which is definitely a disaster for military camps with high density.

So our daily life began like this: in the morning, the Qin military "terracotta warriors and horses No. 3" launched leaflets. The hosts of the half-hour radio program "good morning in the Northern Song Dynasty" are XiuXiu and Mao Sui. Next, the Ming army will dump the garbage we produced yesterday into the Jin army camp through Hongwu cannon. At noon, the "collection team" composed of Li Yuanba, Yuwen Chengdu and others will routinely challenge the Jin army in front of the gate. They are mainly responsible for finding weapons for soldiers whose weapons are not yet suitable.

From 3 p.m. to 4 p.m., we strictly abide by our commitment to a comprehensive ceasefire. We can watch the gold Army soldiers coming out and smashing their feet with stones. The program in the evening is a little monotonous. It was only a unilateral bonfire party, eating boiled instant noodles and cans, which made the eyes of the other side look wolf light - Jin Jun''s food and grass might have been stretched out for a long time. I saw many people living by picking up our garbage. Later, I came up with a way to enrich Jin Bing''s amateur life, and asked Wang Yin to get a lot of music tapes for them to play, including two springs reflecting the moon and the ghost of a beautiful girl "Requiem" and so on. Anyway, it''s the kind of music that makes people feel desperate and homesick.

Two more days passed. Jin Bing doesn''t look like an army at all. Most of the time, they sleep in tents sewn on the left and mended on the right with disposable lunch boxes. As soon as the time comes, they come out and dig something to eat. At night, they continue to sit in tents and listen to sadness and music in a daze. The loose and full postmodern life has transformed many of these soldiers into behavioral artists and poets.

On the morning of the third day, a strange army composed of 20000 people was stationed in the rear of the Tang army. Their leader sat in a copper car and passed through the Tang army directly to the Qin army who was launching leaflets. Wang Ben, who was commanding the troops, was shocked and said, "emperor!"

Fat Ying slowly stepped down from the carriage and nodded slightly. Seeing this, tens of thousands of Qin troops hurried to crawl on the ground and shouted, "emperor!"

I heard the noise outside. I ran out and saw Qin Shihuang. I shouted, "brother Ying, why are you here?"

Qin Shihuang took my hand and asked, "crooked (that) steamed stuffed bun and Sisi (teacher) came out to touch oil (no)?"

I said, "not yet. I''m trying to find a way."

Fat Ying stared at Wang Ben and said, "why do you return to four (things)? Hungry (I) let you run your mouth (here) to make (play)

Wang Ben was frightened and said, "Your Majesty, forgive me."

I hurriedly said, "it''s not his fault. The situation is a little complicated. Let''s go in and talk slowly."

The fat man took a bucket of instant noodles and two pieces of bread at the door of the handsome tent and said, "is the food good?"

I told someone to pick up the men and horses brought by the fat man and said, "no way, guys, they all came to help. If you don''t pay people, you have to be full."

The fat man picked up the floor heating pot in the headquarters and soaked it for himself. He put the disposable fork in front of me and asked me, "why do you return to the four (things) situation? Are they ready to pinch steamed stuffed buns?"

I said, "hold it well, hold it well, that is, the master of the other party doesn''t enter."

Fat Ying frowned and said, "if you want more people, you''re hungry. I''m worried that you''re not enough, so let''s have a look. If it''s not enough, there will be 200000 more."

I was moved and said, "there are enough people, but to be honest, we really can''t do anything about them. If we lose our troops and lose our generals, we still have a task for Jinbing."

At this time, as soon as the account door was lifted, Jin Shaoyan and ER silly came in. Seeing that fat Ying came in person, Jin Shaoyan was so moved that he choked: "brother Ying..."

Fat Ying said with a smile, "you''re so thin."

Er silly looks at fat Ying, hey, silly music. The fat man stared at him and said, "hang the skin!"

After the arrival of Qin Shihuang, Jin Wushu finally lost his temper. I don''t know how his mentality has changed. He didn''t pay attention to hundreds of thousands of troops in the past. Now 20000 people touched him. This may be the last straw that killed the camel - especially the fat man''s straw.

Jin Wushu wrote us a cold but impolite letter inviting me to go to Jin Jun camp and discuss the exchange of hostages. Although his wording is rigorous and neither humble nor arrogant, I can still feel a kind of depression in it. The boy surnamed Wan (Yan) finally gave in. The letter came from the tooth general who had been bribed by me. Jin Wushu didn''t know what happened between me and him. Sending such a person obviously meant to show kindness.

We had a simple discussion at the meeting. Half of the generals didn''t agree that I was easy to take risks, while others didn''t care. They thought Jin Wushu would never dare to play with the lives of 800000 people. Finally, I decided to go there in person. Things have to be clarified with Jin Wushu, and - I really miss steamed stuffed buns.

There are a few people who must follow. Needless to say, Ying pangzi has to go, and many others strongly demand to go. Finally, Tong Yuan took advantage of the bodyguard profession and robbed a place. Jin Shaoyan held my hand. I told him, "I promise to bring the teacher back, and you really can''t go. In case of being detained, these more than 3 million people still mean that you keep alive and continue to fight with ya." He just gave up. Of course, the escort team must be 300. I specially told Xu Delong not to be impulsive. Xu Delong said, "don''t worry, although we are enemies with Jin Wushu, it''s their own business. To say revenge, Qin Hui is the most hateful boy."

So our group of more than 300 people, with the prisoners of the Jin army, sticky Han. On that afternoon, he set out for the Jin army base camp.

On the way, I asked the toothed general who sent the letter, "have our two girls suffered nothing from you?" I''m still very polite to him. After all, people have helped me a lot. I''m easy to remember people.

The toothed general smiled and said, "no, no, I promise. At first, I secretly sent delicious food to him. Later, our Marshal learned that he also opened one eye and closed one eye. In my opinion, our Marshal had the intention of peace talks for a long time. We just had to face up. Especially these days, we didn''t eat. The two ladies still didn''t dare to treat us badly."

The gold camp has been opened, and several soldiers are symbolically arranged in front of the gate. As soon as I came in, I pushed on sticky Han''s back and said, "go, you''re free."

Sticky Han said unexpectedly, "you just let me go?"

I said, "what do you want, a farewell party for you?"

Sticky Han said, "didn''t you say to exchange hostages? Don''t worry. Let me go first?"

I sneered: "who said I agreed? You''re a hostage. It''s just that we released you. As for our people, there''s no problem of exchange. Even without you, I''ll connect them back to earth."

Tong Yuan clapped her hands and said, "well said!"

I said with a low smile, "isn''t it a man? This is where my brother is smart. Anyway, when 300 of us enter the 800000 enemy camp, we don''t want to take him back. It''s also good to pretend to be a hero."

Tong Yuan laughed and bah.

In fact, I haven''t said a word - anyway, there are more than 3 million of us outside. Jin Wushu doesn''t want to leave our people. It would be too stingy to send someone to put a knife across sticky Han''s neck to guard against the camp step by step.

After walking a long way, Jin Wushu had been waiting there. When he saw that we were coming, he had to pretend to come to the scene. I waved my hand and said, "hurry up, find a place to talk about things, and go through the formalities before dark."

Jin Wushu accompanied us to the Chinese army tent with a overcast face. On the way, I really saw the current living environment of Jin Jun. I saw several Qin crossbows of various models inserted horizontally on each tent, colorful wrapping paper and plastic bags on the ground and shed, and stinking unidentified corruption accumulated in some pits, People and horses step on it and mutter, while the soldiers of the Jin army have dull eyes and are in a trance. Some of them are sober and know how to salute when they see Jin Wushu. Many people know how to giggle when they see us from a distance, pure and harmless

Which camp is this? The abstract landscape composed of cold weapons and modern garbage makes it look like the apocalyptic background arranged by a talented director. It is strange and colorful. It can make epileptics sick at first sight and poets think like diabetes insipidus at first sight. It is simply the peak work of postmodern style and the real estate of the peace between God and devil, It is a prediction of the consequences of mankind''s uncontrolled development of the earth and their own potential... This is fucking art!

Jin Wushu became more and more depressed. Finally, he couldn''t help staring at me and said, "this is all a good thing you did!"

I also knew I was wrong and didn''t speak, but I thought in my heart: from the perspective of artistic rendering, it would be better if there were more used condoms on the roof!