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Volume 3 Chaos Martial Arts Chapter 191 Who is the Great Hero (5)

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    Long Xiaobao took a deep breath, and a familiar smell unique to the battlefield poured into his nose, and the blood all over his body immediately burned like fire.  This guy's expression is extremely calm, and others are determined not to see any signs of the beast's blood boiling.  Although he has not been on the battlefield for many years, the iron-blooded taste of war is still familiar to him, as if it is buried deep in his bones.

    The Mongolian army was encircled from the north and south, with a total of four to five million soldiers and horses. This time they were determined to win and vowed to defeat Xiangyang.  The morning before yesterday, when the Mongolian army arrived, the mountains and fields were truly endless, with flags like a sea and swords and halberds like mountains. Even Guo Jing's color changed slightly when he saw the enemy's mighty momentum.  The general who defended the city, Wang Jian, had experienced hundreds of battles and was still calm, but the comforting envoy Lu Wende had already been so frightened that his face was as pale as dirt and his body was like sieve chaff.

    In addition to the 100,000 elite soldiers, there are hundreds of thousands of civilians in Xiangyang City. Everyone knows that once the city is destroyed, no one will survive. Therefore, every time the Mongols invaded the south for more than 20 years, not only the young and strong men in the city rose up to fight.  To defend the city, in times of crisis, even women, children, the old and the weak would come to carry earth and stones to fight against the powerful enemy.

    However, this time the Mongolian army was so prosperous and powerful that it was unprecedented and the highest in history.  Guo Jing and Huang Rong both thought that if not for the 200,000 well-trained members of the Ming Sect who came to help in the battle, it would be difficult for the soldiers and civilians of Xiangyang Hecheng alone to withstand the hundreds of thousands of Mongolian troops who looked like wolves and tigers this time.  Especially when Xiaobao led his men to burn Nanyang, the Tatars lost their most powerful siege weapon and most of their food and supplies. Otherwise, every day the war was delayed, Xiangyang would be more dangerous.  It's just that under such circumstances, the enemy must fight quickly.

    Xiangyang is the main defender and Mongolia is the main attacker. This has been the practice for decades.  Guo Jing had been in the Mongolian army for a long time and was familiar with the various siege strategies of the Mongolian army. Every time the enemy came to attack, he was well prepared. No matter how the Mongolian army used bows and arrows, firearms, fortification stones, ladders and other equipment to attack, the Xiangyang soldiers were condescending.  It can always be resolved one by one.

    It was dawn, Guo Jing was standing at the top of the city supervising the army with a long sword in his hand. Huang Rong was beside him. He saw his husband standing as tall as a spear, with a rustling gallantry, and his heart couldn't help but be filled with indescribable admiration and attachment.  The love between him and his wife has grown stronger over time, and they have spent half their lives on Xiangyang City. Today, a powerful enemy is approaching, and no one can predict whether they can be repelled again, but they both have the same thoughts¡ª¡ª  We have been husband and wife for twenty years. Even if our blood splatters on the city wall and we die here together today, our life will be lived in vain.

    The soldiers and civilians above and below the city looked at Guo Jing's tall and generous body, and everyone's eyes were full of respect and trust.  The war is about to begin, and at this time, let alone any famous sect, even Huang Laoxie, Master Yideng, Quanzhen Wuzi and other senior teachers who have deep connections with Guo Jing and are highly respected must obey his orders and not dare to overstep the mark in the slightest.  Suddenly, drums and horns thundered in the Mongolian camp, and a large group of people came out slowly. As far as the eye could see, there were 60,000 to 70,000 people.

    Guo Jing's expression was as usual, and his thoughts were as expected. The Mongols wanted to fight quickly, and they set up a decisive battle formation in the first battle.  But seeing a Mongolian army of ten thousand people acting as the vanguard and rushing towards them, Guo Jing waved his flag, and more than a thousand rockets suddenly shot out from the city, falling directly behind this army of ten thousand people.  The rockets were all inserted into the ground, and with a bang, a wall of fire dozens of feet wide ignited in the ground, immediately separating these 10,000 soldiers and horses from the follow-up troops.

    At the same time as the rockets were launched, the east and west gates of Xiangyang City opened, and 10,000 horses each came out.  At first, thousands of cavalrymen were flying, and their arrows were all fired. The Mongolian soldiers under the city were immediately killed and injured, and there was a chaos.  These thousands of soldiers, each wearing white clothes and iron armor, are the elite members of the Ruijin Banner of the Ming Cult.  When they rushed to the Mongolian soldiers, the flag-bearer Zhuang Zheng gave an order, and everyone quickly put away their bows and arrows, followed by javelins and short axes whizzing out. The Mongolian soldiers fell on their backs, and more than two thousand people died in an instant.

    Guo Jing saw the Ruijin Banner's surprise attack on the city was effective and caught the enemy off guard. He was so happy that he waved the flag again. The tens of thousands of Ruijin Banner followers in the city immediately separated, and saw more than a thousand martial arts heroes on each side fighting bravely.  They fought their way out, followed by a large group of Song soldiers pressing the formation.

    Leading the way in the east are the four heroes Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, and Yin Liting, followed by the four elders of the Beggar Clan and the fifth son of Quanzhen, as well as various gangs such as Zhu Ziliu, Wu Santong, Sishui Yuyin, Yeluqi and his wife, and the Wu brothers and their wife.  Good hands.

    To the west, Linghu Chong took the lead with his sword, followed closely by hundreds of heroes from the Thirty-six Cave, Seventy-two Islands and "Hengshan Villa", followed by the women of the Nine Heavens and Nine Tribes of the Lingjiu Palace, and the Five Sacred Swordsmen.  Pai and hundreds of Beggar Clan disciples.

    The Mongolian soldiers are all over the world and are invincible. Seeing these two thousand martial arts masters coming to kill the generals, they are not alarmed although they are in chaos, each holding a weapon, and they want to fight to the death.  Unexpectedly, the enemy rushed more than ten steps in front of him, and suddenly he let out a whistle, and hidden weapons flew from all over the sky. They were all kinds and strange, big ones were like fruits, small ones were as thin as cow hairs. Most of the hits on the body were unbearably numb and itchy, and the pain was unbearable.  , or momentary dizziness, stiffness of hands and feet.

    These hidden weapons were issued by strange people from three mountains and five mountains, including Wu Laoda, Sang Tugong, Zu Qianqiu, Lan Fenghuang, etc.Banjun was a cruel and ruthless person, and all they used were poisoned Anqingzi. Normal Mongolian soldiers could not escape, and a large number of them fell immediately.  Following the group of heroes swarming forward, it was like chopping melons and vegetables. Although the Mongolian soldiers were strong, they could not withstand the ravages of this group of martial arts masters. They were really on the verge of collapse.  Seeing the enemy's defeat on the city, Guo Jing waved his command flag, and the 8,000 Xiangyang elite troops pressing down on the city, all armed with shields in their left hands and steel swords in their right, then covered and killed them.

    That wall of fire was naturally the masterpiece of the Mingjiao Fire Flag. It burned for a long time and was still at its peak.  The 40,000 Mongolian soldiers on the north side of the wall of fire were unable to advance. They could hear the dying screams of their companions on the opposite side. They all cursed loudly and were extremely anxious.  At that moment, the four captains ordered their troops to be divided into two groups, trying to bypass the fire wall to rescue them. At this moment, they suddenly heard a clear whistle and the sound of the wind, like a cloud cracking through the sky.  Following the sound of killing from both wings, countless people and horses suddenly rushed out of the forest.

    On the left, headed by Dongxie, Nandi, and Lao Nantong, there are nine masters from the Kongzi generation of Southern Shaolin, and nine masters from the Xuanzi generation of Songshan Shaolin, plus Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng, Peng Heshang, and Zhou Dian, leading twelve thousand people.  The Ming Cult members fought out; on the right, Long Xiaobao, Xiao Feng, Yang Guo, and Xiao Longnu took the lead, followed by Fan Yao, Wei Yixiao, Shuo Bu, Zhang Zhong, and Leng Qian, who also led the twelve thousand Ming Cult members to fight out.

    The leaders of these two teams are all top-notch masters in the world. At this time, they attack together, with a protective aura, and the wind in their palms is surging, making it impossible for the enemy's spears and scimitars to get close.  Thousands of horses neighed and shouts surged on the battlefield. In a trance, Xiaobao seemed to have returned to the era of the Three Kingdoms.  Holding a dragon-slaying knife in his hand, this guy was even more excited than when he was beaten to blood. His lightness skills were absolutely extraordinary, and he was actually one step faster than Wei Yixiao and took the lead into the enemy group.

    The dragon-slaying knife is extremely sharp and weighs more than a hundred kilograms. It is truly indestructible.  A few years ago, Xiaobao held the black iron heavy sword in his hand and killed countless enemies. Today, with the sword in his hand, it is even more ferocious.  I saw a black light rushing east and west among thousands of troops and horses, like a black dragon making waves in the sea. Flesh and blood were flying everywhere, swords and guns were broken, and it was like entering an uninhabited land.

    This guy was scurrying high and low, unfolding his "Lingbo Weistep", like a ghost in the daytime, killing with great joy.  Relying on the heavy weight of his sword and his strong inner strength, he often split open people and horses together, and even made them into meat pies.  In a short time, more than a dozen centurions and thousand captains, and two to three hundred Mongolian soldiers died under his sword.  Seeing that he was so brave and invincible, the Song soldiers on the city all cheered loudly, and the Mingjiao followers cheered like a tsunami.

    Although Huang Laoxie, Yideng, and Zhou Botong's skills have already been superb, the lethality of the current battlefield confrontation is far less than that of Yang Guo's black iron heavy sword and Xiao Longnu's double sword.  Although there is no divine eagle to help out today, this pair of immortal heroes is still invincible.  Yang Guo's heavy sword has no sharp edge, and Xiao Longnu's quick sword has no double edge. The enemy will be killed immediately if they touch it, and their weapons will fly around.  Over there, Xiao Feng casually grabbed the enemy's weapons, stabbed them with spears and halberds, and had the power to sweep away thousands of troops.

    The heroes are killing each other. Although the enemy troops are numerous, they have too much time to take care of themselves. How can they turn around and rescue them?  Not long after, all the ten thousand Mongolian soldiers in the city had been killed. Guo Jing gave an order and hundreds of water dragons on the city were launched at once. Bai Lian fell across the sky and the fire was extinguished instantly.  Immediately, the city gate opened, and Guo Jing, Huang Rong, and the general who defended the city, Wang Jian, led their troops out of the city. They met up with the troops who had previously attacked the enemy at the east and west gates, and went straight towards the enemy's formation.

    As a result, the 40,000 Mongolian soldiers were surrounded by enemies on three sides. No matter how difficult it was to support them, they could not help but retreat northward.  Suddenly, loud drums were heard, and two more teams of ten thousand people from the Mongolian camp galloped out for reinforcements.  At this time, the morale of the Mongolian army was boosted. They shouted for a vigorous fight and refused to retreat.  In an instant, the reinforcements of 20,000 Mongolian soldiers had rushed out of the two arrows, and were less than a hundred steps away from the front army.  The sergeants of the Mongolian camp at the rear shouted in unison, like the roar of thousands of beasts. Suddenly, the ground shook. The reinforcing cavalry who were roaring and running screamed in surprise. The originally flat ground suddenly collapsed, and more than a thousand people in the vanguard suddenly lost their horses and fell into the ground.

    The cavalry behind them reined up their horses in panic, but the horses had already lost their temper. They couldn't hold it back for a while, and they crashed into a pile. They crackled like dumplings and fell half of them before they stopped the horses.  But there was an extremely deep trench that was several feet wide, dozens of feet long, and there were constant muffled sounds of weapons hitting people and screams from below.  The Mongolian soldiers on the ditch lowered their heads and saw that the smoke and dust under the ditch was so thick that they could not distinguish the enemy and our figures clearly, and they did not dare to shoot arrows randomly.

    At this time, the 40,000 Mongolian soldiers had lost five to six thousand, and seeing that their reinforcements were ambushed, their morale suddenly dropped sharply, and they shouted and fled in all directions.  The Mongolian soldiers were extremely capable. Although they were defeated and fled, they did not run around randomly. They were still able to fight and flee under the command of the commanders of ten and centurions. They were truly unparalleled and first-class elite soldiers in the world.

    The commander of the Mongolian reinforcements knew that his companions under the pit would not be spared. He immediately ordered the remaining soldiers to form groups of a thousand people, each to rescue the retreating soldiers of his own side and withdraw to the camp.  In the past, when Mongolia invaded the south and the army pressed down on the territory, the Song army rarely achieved such a great victory. Everyone was excited and excited.He chased in a hurry, just wanting to kill a few more enemies.  Suddenly hearing the sound of gold ringing in Xiangyang City, the Song soldiers naturally understood military discipline and law, so they quickly reorganized their formation, turned their horses' heads and returned to the city.  But how could those heroes in the world know how to abide by discipline? They all became red-blooded when they saw the Tatars being defeated and fled. Regardless of the rules of withdrawing troops at the expense of gold, most of them still pursued them and refused to give up.

    The formation and ambush strategy for today's battle were all discussed by Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Xiaobao, Xiao Feng and other people who knew how to lead the battle, aiming to win by surprise and severely damage the enemy.  At this moment, the enemy army was defeated and retreated, and the city had to pay money to withdraw its troops. This was also decided by everyone in advance. As the saying goes, don't chase the poor enemy, not to mention that the defeated Mongolian soldiers were still fierce invaders. After all, the enemy army was too powerful.  In the final analysis, defending Xiangyang and repelling the Mongols is the ultimate goal. Killing all the enemy troops is just a wishful thinking.  At the moment Long Xiaobao gave an order, Mingjiao's subordinates surrounded and moved forward, quickly stopped the heroes who were chasing the enemy in all directions, lined up their positions, and retreated.

    Those hot-headed heroes naturally knew the methods and strength of the Ming Cult, and they did not dare to disobey orders and honestly withdrew their troops. They cheered and screamed all the way after the victory, and there were many people who despised and reviled them.  Long Xiaobao, Dongxie Nandi, Xiao Feng, Yang Guo and other top masters cut off the rear to intimidate the enemy. The three flags of Ruijin, Liehuo and Flood guarded the large trench. The giant wooden flags carried hundreds of long wooden ladders into the trench.  Inside, following the Mongolian army, they watched helplessly as a thousand Thousand Earth Banner followers wearing iron helmets and leather armor, all stained with blood, climbed up the ladder.

    In the city, a thousand Houtu Banner believers had already rushed over pushing wooden carts. The two thousand believers were seen wielding shovels, and in a short time, a thousand carts of soil were used to fill the large trench, and it was leveled.  The Mongolian soldiers who died in the ditch were buried on the spot.

    Guo Jing was worried and personally led 3,000 crossbowmen to respond.  Xiaobao glanced at the Mongolian camp and smiled at Guo Jing: "Brother, let's compare our archery skills?"

    Guo Jing was startled, then understood, nodded and said: "Okay!" He dismounted, took off the iron bow, and pulled out a wolf tooth arrow from the arrow pot.

    Xiaobao turned around and said, "Jincao, let me lend you your bow and arrow."

    Wu Jincao, the deputy flag-bearer of Ruijin Banner, is the Ming Cult's top expert in making weapons. He immediately took off his bow and arrow, ran to Xiaobao, and held it up with both hands.  Xiaobao held the bow in his left hand, and flicked the bowstring with the middle finger of his right hand. The bowstring buzzed, and Guo Jing praised: "What a bow!"

    Xiaobao smiled slightly, thinking that although this bow was good, it was far inferior to the Sky-shattering bow he used back then.  I also thought that if "Little Bunny" were here today, I would be riding a red rabbit horse and dancing with a dragon-slaying knife. That would be a cool and exciting rhythm!  The old naughty boy on the side shouted: "I'll count one, two, three, and you all cum together."

    At that moment, the two brothers raised their bows and nocked arrows, attracting everyone's attention. Zhou Botong counted three times before falling. The two wolf-fang arrows were like shooting stars chasing the moon. With a whoosh, they flew away quickly through the smoke and dust.  In the blink of an eye, there was a faint popping sound in the distance, and the two flagpoles erected high on the gate of the Mongolian camp were broken into two pieces and slowly fell downwards. The sergeants at the gate of the camp immediately scattered to avoid them, and they were all shocked.  .

    Xiaobao and Guo Jing have accurate archery skills, strong internal energy, and extraordinary eyesight. The arrows they shoot each have a strong internal energy. Therefore, even though they are far apart, they can shoot down a large bowl-thick tree with one arrow from hundreds of steps apart.  flagpole.

    Guo Jing learned the art of archery from Zhebie since he was a child. He is famous all over the world for his excellent archery skills.  The heroes did not expect that Xiaobao's archery was so amazing, and the sound was like thunder.  The Mongolian soldiers have always respected heroes. Seeing Guo Jing and Xiaobao's amazing skills, they thought that none of the hundreds of thousands of them could do it, so they immediately clapped their hands and cheered.  Guo Jing took off his hat and saluted the Mongolian camp. It was an authentic etiquette for a grassland warrior to thank the audience after a victory. The cheers of the Mongolian soldiers suddenly became louder.

    Guo Jing said: "Let's go." The heroes either rode horses or used Qinggong to gallop back to the city.

    In this battle, the Song army suffered more than 4,000 casualties, while the Mongolian army lost more than 20,000 people. It was an unprecedented victory.  On that day, Xiangyang City was filled with cheers, and everyone was celebrating the victory in the first battle. Lv Wende was so appeased that he laughed from ear to ear, and ordered people to send the victory documents to the court overnight to claim credit.  However, the war has just begun. Both Xiaobao and Guo Jing know very well that victory in this battle depends entirely on surprise. The Mongols will definitely take precautions in the next round, and then the real strength of the two sides will be tested
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