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The shouts from within the city resounded through the sky.
Even Zhao Min, who was outside the city, could hear it clearly.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhao Min's mouth.
"Expel the barbarians and restore China? That's interesting. My Mongolian men are invincible in the world. Wherever our war horses go, it's the land of our Yuan Dynasty. How can we expel them just because you say so?"
The Yitian Sword slowly unsheathed.
The sound of dragon roars resounded throughout the area.
Zhao Min shouted in her clear voice: "Soldiers, you all heard it, someone wants to drive us away."
"Our ancestors conquered this world for us, but now they are crying in heaven."
"They believe that we, their unfilial descendants, cannot defend the territory they have conquered."
"But what I want to tell them is that the world is still the world of my Mongolian men, and wherever the war horses go, it is the territory of my Yuan Empire."
"The world is still our world."
At this moment, Wang Baobao shouted loudly: "The Yuan army is mighty, long live Your Majesty."
Immediately afterwards, hundreds of thousands of soldiers shouted in unison: "The Yuan army is mighty, long live His Majesty."
The same eight words, the same echoing between heaven and earth.
The shouts of the two armies were shaking the earth.
At this moment, the soldiers of the Ming and Yuan armies wished they could chop each other to pieces.
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A moment later, Zhao Min pointed the tip of the sword towards Jinyang City: "Soldiers, attack."
The Yuan army rushed forward like a tide.
At the same time, in the Yuan army camp, hundreds of catapults were desperately throwing kerosene and explosives at the top of the city.
In an instant, the top of Jinyang City was turned into a sea of fire.
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