Tonight, the city of Xianyang is unusually restless.
The big and small bells rang continuously, and many Xianyang residents who heard the sounds tightened their doors and windows again. Some even used heavy objects such as wooden chairs, wooden cabinets, and wooden tables to prop up the door.
Even so, they still had miserable faces and were very nervous, fearing that the doors and windows would be broken and thieves would break in at the next moment.
Resistance then means death.
Although all the Qin people are warlike, the fierce man who can violate the curfew and escape the pursuit of the city defense army is not someone that ordinary Qin people can defeat.
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