As he was walking, Ruan Jingye's cell phone rang. His assistant called him and told him that his shoes had been packed and were almost at his home.
"Find a few prop companies and ask them if they have unsharpened swords and bows and crossbows. Just tell them we need them for filming." Ruan Jingye thought of something and spoke.
"Oh, or a factory that specializes in making steel wire accessories."
"Okay, I understand. Director Ruan, I'll go ask him later." said the assistant.
Ruan Jingye hung up the phone and glanced at Ruanruan beside him.
"Ruanruan, have you finished shopping? The shoes for your little brother have arrived. Let's go over there quickly."
Ruanruan nodded, "It's fine now, uncle."
Ruan Jingye pulled Ruanruan out of the mall and drove to the Ruan family villa.
At this time, it was Qingzhou in Gan State.
A riot broke out in the city, and the servants of Prince Jin's Mansion fought desperately and finally strangled the infiltrating Northern Rong army.
The snow was covered with corpses and blood, and there were only a dozen or so people alive nearby.
"General, will His Royal Highness Prince Jin really come back?"
The soldiers were half-kneeling on the ground, holding swords. They looked up with blood flowing from their mouths and saw Rong Qing, whose abdomen was bleeding and whose shoulder was pierced by an arrow.
"Yes, Your Highness will definitely come back!"
He held the sword in his hand, slowly stood up from the ground, walked to the city gate, holding the flag of the Gan army.
"We swear to defend Qingzhou until our death and wait for the prince's return!"
"Soldiers, take up your swords and follow me to defend the city!"
The soldiers on the ground climbed up one after another. They seemed to have found their backbone and walked up to the city wall one by one.
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