More and more of the Indians who had rushed out were now retreating.
Besides, what about those outside the city? Little Indians were already in a panic at this point, and those Indians outside the city surged towards the city gate like a tide, disregarding everything.
The city gate was littered with the corpses of Indians, which had fallen several meters high. The remaining Indians could only quickly approach the city wall.
For us, each of them was filled with utter despair.
"I really don't understand why the king's army is so ruthless towards us."
"What did we do wrong? Why is the king's army treating us like this?"
"The most important thing for us now is not anything else, but to plead with the king. If the king can spare us, we can do whatever we want. If the king can let us in, we can easily survive."
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement. At this moment, the most important thing for them was to survive. As long as they could survive, that was more important than anything else.
Now, not only are there many Indians gathered at the city gate, but there are also many Indians gathered near the city wall.
Not to mention that the Indians recklessly climbed up the city wall, which was simply wishful thinking and a pipe dream for them.
Just then, King Ashoka waved his hand, and everyone realized that what had been billowing thick smoke was none other than the Indians burning large pots of oil.
The oil was heated to a scalding temperature and had completely boiled.
Ashoka waved his hand towards the city gate and said, "Pass down my order: pour all this oil down here! Scald all the people near the city gate to death, and cook everything on their bodies!"
The reason I gave this order, besides wanting to scald all those returning to the city gate, was primarily to solve a problem.
The corpses at the city gate, along with the living people, were piled up several meters high.
After pouring the oil down, if a torch is thrown down, the people at the city gate will soon be set ablaze. Once lit, their bodies will quickly be burned to ashes.
As a result, the people at the city gate no longer dared to gather there, and the people outside the city were driven over like lambs.
Soon, with Ashoka's commands, large pots of oil were poured down from the city walls.
Those ordinary people who climbed up the city wall never expected that when they reached the middle of the wall, scalding oil would be poured on them.
The maids and commoners were scalded and screamed in agony. They had never imagined such a thing would happen. At this moment, they were helpless and desperate. For these children, death was the only option.
"What did we do wrong? Why is the king treating us like this? We haven't done anything wrong."
"God, save us! Why are you treating us like this? We have to live like this now."
"I really don't know what our king's heart is made of. We have never wronged our king. When our king wants to send troops, we all send people to him."
"But when the king treats us, he kills us. I really don't know what he's thinking."
Every single one of these people cursed and swore at the guards and King Ashoka upstairs.
None of the people wanted to die here; if they stayed, they would only face certain death.
"I never imagined that our king would be so vicious. I never imagined that our king would be so despicable."
But at this moment, it was no use for these ordinary people to say anything; the people in the city were still driven out regardless of the consequences.
As these people walked along the road, they all felt that their bodies were burning hot.
But these are all things they have no control over; they simply don't know what to do.
They were herded out like chicks.
"I never imagined that people like us would be treated like this."
Everyone had no choice but to grit their teeth and go out, even though they all knew that going out meant death.
But they knew that if they didn't leave, they would still face certain death. Ashoka's army was determined to kill them all. Only in this way would there be surplus food in the city, and only in this way would the gold and silver treasures in the city fall into the hands of Ashoka and his men.
The people cursed and swore, but they were powerless to do anything about it; they could only do this.
Just now, many people resisted, but now, seeing the mountains of corpses outside the city, they realized that if they resisted, the people on the city walls would have even more ways to deal with them.
These people could only pray as they walked out.
They only hoped that the guards on the city wall would show mercy, and that Han Xin's troops outside the city would let them go.
More than an hour later, few of the people in the city had left; the remaining people were still gathered at the city gate. They looked like a group of dwarfs.
"You despicable bastards, hurry up! We can't waste any more time here."
"If we continue to waste time like this, the consequences will be unimaginable. We have no choice but to get rid of them all as soon as possible, otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable."
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.
But it's not that easy for them to drive these people out.
"If Your Majesty continues like this, even if it takes several days, you may not be able to drive all the people out of the city."
"Your Majesty, time is of the essence for us. If we cannot expel everyone from the city, the consequences will be unimaginable."
At this moment, King Ashoka realized that staying here would lead to certain death, and he had to drive everyone out of the city.
"Big Yellow, the enemy is preparing to launch an attack. They are all not far from here. If we stay here and do not take further action, a heavy disaster awaits us."
Ashoka let out a long sigh.
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