Chapter 285
Xiangyang City.

The sky was just dawning, and the drums and horns outside the city were thundering, and the Mongolian army rushed to attack. Lu Wende, the pacifier of Xiangyang City, and the general who defended the city led troops and horses to guard the four gates.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong went up to the city and looked around, and saw Mongolian soldiers all over the mountains and plains without end. The Mongolian army had besieged Xiangyang several times, but this time was the most powerful and powerful army.

Fortunately, Guo Jingjiu was in the Mongolian army. He was familiar with the various strategies of the Mongolian army to attack the city. By the end of the battle, the Mongolian army had lost thousands of troops, but they continued to attack bravely.

In addition to the tens of thousands of elite soldiers in Xiangyang City, there are still hundreds of thousands of people. Everyone knows that once the city is destroyed, no one will survive. Stone, together against powerful enemies, for a moment the sound of killing inside and outside the city shook the sky and the earth, feathers and arrows came and went in the air, like locusts.

Guo Jing stands like a green pine, at the head of the city, he supervised the division, Huang Rong stood beside him, and saw that half of the sky was covered with red clouds, and the scenery was magnificent, the enemy troops galloping and galloping below the city, their ferocious faces could be seen faintly, when they looked at Guo Jing again, they saw him Standing on the top of the city, with the wind blowing, my heart can't help but be filled with indescribable love and attachment. They love each other as husband and wife, and they will become more and more loyal over time.

And around them, Huang Yaoshi, Master Yideng, Yuqiao Gengdu, Lu Youjiao and other famous people in the rivers and lakes were all present, each using their unique skills to beat down the Mongolian soldiers who climbed up the city wall. For some reason, the naughty boy Zhou Botong was not present, but Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng, who were not supposed to be present, did come. Dongxie, Xidu, Nandi, and Beibei were all here.

"Rong'er, Fu'er and the others haven't come back yet?" Guo Jing suddenly turned to Huang Rong and asked.

"Not yet, but counting the time, it should be coming soon."

"I hope Zhuangzhu Xiao can arrive in time, otherwise..."

At this time, I suddenly heard the Mongolian soldiers shouting in unison: "Long live, long live, long live!" Seeing a big nine-prong banner held high, iron cavalry guarding the green umbrella and yellow cover, and a group of men and horses galloping close, it was the great Khan Mengge who was supervising the battle.

When the Mongolian officers and soldiers saw the Khan approaching him, their morale was greatly boosted. They saw the red flag waving, and the troops under the city were divided to the left and right. The army is a new force that has never been dispatched so far. Everyone wants to make meritorious deeds in front of the sweat. The ladders are erected one after another, and the Mongolian soldiers will crawl to the top of the city like ants.

Suddenly, the Mongolian herald shouted: "Listen, officers and soldiers, the Great Khan has an order, whichever is the first to attack the city wall, he will be made the lord of Xiangyang City."

The Mongolian soldiers cheered loudly, and all the powerful soldiers in the army rushed forward regardless of their lives, and the messengers held red flags in their hands and passed orders back and forth.

Guo Jing snorted coldly, rolled up the iron tire bow, mounted the spiked arrow, and with a swish sound, the long arrow pierced through the smoke and dust, and flew away. The herald fell off his horse as if he had an arrow in his chest. After a little setback, after a while, another new force of [-] troops arrived at the city.

Xiangyang City is in danger.

Under the leadership of Si Jue, a group of martial arts heroes rushed to Guo Jing, and Lu Youjiao said, "Hero Guo, Chief Huang, the Tartars have not retreated from the fierce attack. The officers and soldiers have been exhausted after a day of bloody battles. If you continue like this If it goes down, it will inevitably be the result of the destruction of the city."

"We and others in the martial arts are not of much use in this great battle with thousands of troops. Why don't we open the city gate and let us go out to fight for a while, which can disrupt the opponent's formation, and beheading a few more generals would be good! "

"Clang clang... clank clang..."

Just when Xiangyang City was about to lose its defense, the guard Lu Wende was about to evacuate, and when all the martial arts heroes were about to go out to shed their blood, a burst of zither sounded abruptly on the battlefield. Slowly, more and more urgent, more and more passionate.

"Boom boom boom..."

Immediately afterwards, there was a continuous explosion.

"Where is the sound of the piano coming from? What's the matter with this explosion?" Guo Jing looked around in astonishment, not knowing why.

"The sound of the piano and the explosion seem to be coming from the south gate." Huang Rong listened carefully and turned to the south.

"Come on, go and find out immediately."

"Jing'er, I've heard this qin sound before, it seems to be from Brother Xiao's weird eight-stringed qin." Huang Yaoshi listened for a while, raised his eyebrows, and said with a little joy.

"Oh? So, it's Master Xiao who is here." Guo Jing and Huang Rong looked at each other, overjoyed, and hurriedly turned to Lu Youjiao, "Master Lu, take a thousand disciples of the Beggar Clan and three thousand soldiers to the South The door is on standby, and if necessary, let Zhuangzhu Xiao enter the city."

"Yes."

"Qi Gong, Brother Feng, and Emperor Duan, let's go together too! Brother Xiao, I'm afraid this is my only hope for Great Song." Huang Yaoshi turned his head and smiled at the others.

"Oh? Who is this Master Xiao? I don't know what's so special about it that you, Huang Laoxie, respect him so much?" Hong Qigong was very surprised, and asked Huang Yaoshi suspiciously.

"Hehe, Qigong, Uncle Ouyang, do you still remember that junior named Yang Guo that you met in Huashan 16 years ago? Master Xiao is his master." Huang Rong said to Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng with a smile.

Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng suddenly said, "It's that kid's master! That kid is really good, he is young, and his martial arts are much stronger than Jing'er when he first left the desert. As his master, his martial arts must be very high. Just him alone, can he still control the situation of the battle?"

Huang Yaoshi and Guo Jing and Huang Rong smiled mysteriously, "You will know this later, but what is certain is that as long as he arrives, Xiangyang City will be safe."

……

At the south gate, the officers and soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty on the city wall were stunned, looking at the rear of the Mongolian army with horror on their faces. Many officers and soldiers even fell to their knees without knowing it.

Behind the Mongolian army formation, Dawu and Xiaowu carried a wooden plank on the left and right, and there was a Tianmoqin on the plank. Xiao Peng stood in the middle, plucking the strings with both hands quickly, and the high-pitched and passionate music was accompanied by the heavenly girl scattered flowers. The zhenqi bombs swayed out, continuously creating explosions on the fan surface thirty feet away, and the Mongolian army was in a bloody storm, with stumps and broken arms flying all over the sky.

Shen Diao and Yang Guo were half a step behind and separated on both sides. Whenever a Mongol shot an arrow, Shen Diao would spread its wings and fan it fiercely, bringing a gust of wind and blowing the arrow away. Occasionally, fish that escaped the net would be beaten by Yang Guo. Luo, and Xiao Peng's body was already surrounded by a thick layer of cyclone, no, it should be called the protective energy now, and some Liu Shi couldn't even enter Xiao Peng's body for a foot.

Guo Fu, Guo Xiang, Guo Polu and Yeluyan followed behind them step by step.

"left."

Xiao Peng kept his hands still, and gave orders in his mouth. Wu Dunru on the left retreated half a step, and Wu Xiuwen on the right advanced half a step. The attack direction of Tianmoqin suddenly changed.

"right."

"Correct, move forward."

Xiao Peng's password was simple and clear, and he advanced slowly all the way. The Mongolian army suffered heavy casualties. In less than a stick of incense, hundreds of thousands of people had already been turned into pieces of corpses all over the place.

"Clang clang clang clang boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom..."

"Father, be careful of boulders."

Yang Guo's pupils narrowed sharply, looking at the boulder thrown by the catapult in mid-air, he clenched the black iron sword tightly in his hand.

"Humph……"

Xiao Peng let out a cold snort, stretched out his palm and clapped it under the wooden board, and the Tianmoqin was played in the air immediately. Xiao Peng jumped up, supported the Tianmoqin with his left hand, and plucked the strings with his right hand without stopping.

"Shhhhhh... bang bang bang... crackling..."

The attack direction of Xiao Pengtian's magic piano was facing the midair, creating a "barrage" directly in front of him. The flying stones were smashed one by one in the midair, and smashed on the heads of the Mongolian soldiers below, causing all the Mongolian soldiers to shout "" Eji" (mother).

Xiao Peng looked at the catapult nearly fifty feet away, and narrowed his eyes slightly. The range of Qunlongcry is not that far, so let's shoot the "bazooka version" of Tianlong Bayin!As soon as the Tianmoqin's tone changed, although it was equally rapid and exciting, it was not the same rhythm and tone.

Xiao Peng pulled up a string, aimed at a catapult, and then played the string.

"Hoo...Boom..."

Unsurprisingly, the catapult turned into a pile of slag in an instant, and at the same time it turned into slag, as well as the Mongolian soldiers operating the catapult.

Mongolian catapults are very famous in history. The official name is "Huihui Pao", also known as Western Region Pao, Boulder Pao, and Xiangyang Pao.

Many people think that the return cannon is an "artillery", but this is not the case. The return cannon is actually a new type of catapult that has been improved, improved, and innovated on the basis of the ancient catapult, making it more advanced and more powerful.

The return cannon fires boulders instead of "cannons", nor does it fire broken copper, broken iron, sand and stones, let alone explosive shells.

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