One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

Chapter 151

Bai Xiang didn't know what impact his discovery would have 50 years later.

But right now, the generals of Jingguo attached great importance to this special kerosene, and immediately found a clean bottle to store the remaining black-red liquid.

No one said anything about it. Naturally, people from Sheng and Yue couldn't know about such a treasure.

Not far away, Northwest soldiers were trying to put out the fire at the North Gate.

There are still 5 people in the Northwest Coalition Army outside the city, and most of the supplies have not been transported into the city. At this moment, buckets of clear water and fine sand are brought in, and the fire is extinguished very quickly.

Seeing this, Song Yun quietly climbed up to the top of the wall, threw a bucket of kerosene down, and exploded in mid-air, turning into thousands of sparks and flying away.

The fire broke out again, and the efforts of the Northwest Allied Forces were in vain in an instant, and many soldiers who put out the fire were accidentally burned to death.

"Damn it!" Several generals were so angry that their eyes were red.

Hearing the screams from inside the city gate, they knew that their subordinates were blocked at the gate and could not get out, and they were being massacred by the Beiting army!
Bai Xiang suddenly raised his head, and vaguely saw a fleeting figure on the city wall.

"It's that mysterious strong man! A top expert who is good at lurking assassination!"

He instinctively wanted to rush up, wearing iron "sword boots" for climbing the city, he could climb to the top of the city in a few steps.

However, after taking a step forward, Bai Xiang held back abruptly.

This mysterious man, who was able to assassinate two grandmasters quietly, with weird and ruthless means, is he really capable of dealing with it?
After hesitating for a moment, he was a little timid.

And that figure has disappeared.

"When I am promoted to Martial Saint, I will take your head!" Bai Xiang could only silently swear in his heart.

While the generals in the northwest were waiting anxiously, time passed slowly, and the screams in the city became more and more rare.

Although the Northwest Army has a large number of people in the city, there are no masters and innate masters in the city, so they cannot stop the butcher knife of the Beiting Army.

And Song Yun added fuel from time to time, which made the fire at the gate of the city never extinguished.

The north gate was impassable, and the other three city gates were directly closed, and the crossbowmen also re-mounted the city wall to deploy defenses, preventing the Northwest coalition forces from rushing in to save people.

The city gate was given up by the Beiting Army on its own initiative before, and it was not damaged. Now, the Northwesterners were blocked out again.

Finally, after two hours passed, the [-] northwest soldiers in the city either died or surrendered.

The north gate slowly closed, as if it represented the victory of the Beiting Army in the defense of the city.

The generals in the northwest were ashamed, and waved their hands helplessly, signaling the troops to retreat.

Although they still have 5 people, they have suffered such a big loss and their morale is extremely low. They will not be able to organize an attack in a short time.

[-] beats [-], and half of them were killed. None of the officers present had ever experienced such a fiasco.

But this is not because the Beiting soldiers are good at fighting.

The role of that mysterious man on the battlefield was so great that it made the Northwest Allied Forces despair.

The generals couldn't help sighing: "With my own strength, I forcibly reversed the entire situation of the battle. Could it be that the mysterious man is a martial artist?"

Bai Xiang said with a cold face: "Why does the Martial Saint need to be so troublesome? Don't wait for us to attack the city, just rush into this camp and start killing, can a few masters stop it?"

"Well, who knows."

The generals in the northwest discussed for a long time, but couldn't figure out Song Yun's origin at all, so they could only give up in resentment and withdraw their troops to cease fighting.

After another half an hour, the noise inside and outside the city wall completely disappeared.

It's already night, the moonlight is pale, and the shadows are flickering.

The Northwest Allied Forces sent a small group of elites to try to attack Dengcheng.

But when they came to the city and took a look, they were all dumbfounded.

A series of torches were lit, illuminating the city as bright as day.

In the light of the fire, a Northwest soldier who had surrendered was tied up at the top of the city by five flowers. He looked tired, but he was still alive.

These captives have been carefully selected, mainly officers, and there are three countries in the northwest.

This was not only a demonstration, but also a meat shield launched by the Beiting Army, which immediately put the Northwest Allied Forces in a dilemma.

Now the top of the city is full of comrades, even superiors, there are quite a few of them, who dares to shoot arrows at it?

The Northwest Allied Forces had no choice but to retreat back in despair. A group of generals had sullen faces and discussed countermeasures overnight.

Anxi City finally spent a peaceful night.

The Beiting soldiers were so exhausted that they all went back to their houses and fell asleep.

On the contrary, Xie He and Niu Biao, two master warriors, led a group of innate martial artists to guard the night for the soldiers.

Officers love and care for soldiers, which is also an important reason for the cohesion of the army in Beiting.

Song Yun pretended to be a low-level officer, so naturally he didn't get involved in this matter, and he didn't meet with other high-level officials of the Beiting Army.

Instead, he followed Li Mu and returned to the old house where he had been away for a long time.

This old house is not big, it is Li Mu's residence, originally there was only one person living there, but unfortunately he died while defending the city.

Song Yun has lived here for more than a year when he traveled to Anxi.

It's just that when Sikong Cuo attacked the city, the old house was destroyed in the flames of war and turned into ruins.

At this moment, Song Yun stepped into the house and looked at the furnishings in the house, feeling very familiar.

Many places have not changed in 50 years, almost exactly the same as when they traveled here.

It's just that the item is brand new and has not experienced the devastation of a long time.

Seeing Song Yun's expression was different, Li Mu thought that the deputy captain thought the house was too simple, so he scratched his head and said:
"This is a temporary residence, and we don't plan to stay in Anxi permanently. After the Beiyuan Tartars are settled, we will probably leave Anxi and send troops to Jingguo."

"Yingzheng said, when Xianyang is captured, let's live in King Jing's palace!"

"Now, we can only make do with it. Anxi is an old city, and there are no good houses. The same is true of the place where Guo Yingzheng lives."

Song Yun sighed inwardly, shook his head and smiled, "It's okay, this place is pretty good, it just reminds me of the place I lived in before."

Li Mu: "Master Lieutenant also lived in this kind of house before? Could it be that he also came from an ordinary family?"

Just like when he was old, Li Mu was not a taciturn person, he was familiar with him, so he started a conversation with Song Yun.

Song Yun hadn't chatted with Old Li for a long time, and he missed it a lot.

So the two chatted with each other.

Song Yun took the initiative to ask Li Mu some information, wanting to know where his home is.

Old Li had never talked about his home before, and every time he mentioned it, he just sighed and his eyes were full of regret.

This time Song Yun came across time and space, and just inquired about the address of his home, and I will find a chance to take a look later.

Let Lao Litou also have a tombstone and a spiritual tablet in his hometown, and offer sacrifices to his descendants every Qingming Festival, which is also regarded as his soul returning to his hometown.

"My home? It's far away. On Shannan Road, more than 1000 miles away from here, even letters from home can't be sent."

The young Li Mu didn't shy away from mentioning his hometown at this time, and said excitedly: "When the Northwest battle is over this time, the world will soon be unified, and you will be able to retire in two years."

"Now that you get more military exploits, you can get more rewards when you retire, and then go home and farm."

"When I left, I made an appointment with He Niang, the owner of the village. I wanted to bring back some silver taels, build a new house, raise two cows, marry her, and live a good life together..."

Li Mu talked about rising, dreaming about a bright future, and talking endlessly.

Song Yun's expression darkened slightly, and then he returned to normal, smiling cooperatively.

Tired of talking, Li Mu sipped his mouth and pursed his lips. He realized that only he was talking, but Song Fuwei on the opposite side remained silent, so he asked:
"Lord Lieutenant, where are you from? Your accent sounds quite similar to mine. Could it be that you are from the same village?"

Song Yun was startled, not knowing how to answer, he pondered for a moment and then smiled:

"I don't have a hometown, I wander around everywhere. Wherever I live comfortably is my home."

"Anxi is not bad. If I stay here for a while, this will be my home."

"Anxi?" Li Mu shook his head again and again, "It's hard to fetch water in this damn place, how can you live there for a long time?"

"Master Lieutenant, if you don't know where to live after the war, come to Shannan Road to find me, and I will find you a good place!"

Song Yun smiled slightly, "Okay."

It was late at night, and Li Mu was exhausted during the day, so he fell asleep after chatting a few words.

Song Yun didn't feel sleepy, and quietly pushed the door out again, looking around at the familiar yet unfamiliar Anxi City in the night.

Recalling Li Mu's words just now, he couldn't help but have the urge to draw his sword.

In a battle, all parties appeared on the stage, and the fight was lively, but Song Yun never forgot his real goal.

"Heavenly Demon, where are you?"

　Take a day off today and only update one chapter.I will write more in the next few days.

　　
　
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