The crisp sound of falling metal seemed to open up the five senses of this Song soldier at once, and the gunshots that had been filtered out before were also clearly distinguishable at this moment.

"Tutu...... Sudden ......"

Zhao Rui's thousand-man musketeers played a huge role at this moment, because Zhao Rui used archers and musketeers to rotate guns, so these soldiers with muskets were afraid that their marksmanship would not be accurate and they would lose their qualifications to use muskets, and they wished they could practice their aiming skills all day.

Finally came in handy today, and the successive Tartar soldiers fell, basically those who leaned in front and posed a huge threat to the Song soldiers.

On the one hand, the musket brought a deterrent effect to the Yuan army, and on the other hand, it increased the morale of the Song soldiers, and they also saw the power of the musket for the first time.

It's amazing that a single shot can kill an enemy!

The Song army suddenly became weak and vigorous, brandishing a sword and thinking that the Tartar soldiers would pounce over, the Tartar soldiers were like the flow of a river, and the Yuan army integrated into the city was endless, but the Song soldiers did not flinch at all, they knew that if anyone was a person, there would be a day to kill them cleanly.

Lu Wenhuan, who was crying bitterly on the city wall of Xiangyang, suddenly heard a strange noise, crackling like the sound of firecrackers for the New Year......

This is......

Lu Wenhuan suddenly remembered the news brought by Master Zhang, who was transporting supplies this year, that there was a king of Yongping in the southwest, and he had invincible musketeers who wiped out many Yuan troops.

At that time, Lu Wenhuan was still complaining about the power of the musketeers, why didn't the court send this prince to Xiangfan to relieve the siege.

Now hearing such a strange voice, Lu Wenhuan's already half-stiff heart rekindled hope, could it be that the king of Yongping, who has musketeers, is in Fancheng!

There is salvation!

There is hope for Xiangfan!

The tears that had been stopped flowed out again, Lu Wenhuan thought that under the years of resistance against Japan, his heart was as hard as a rock, but under the great joy and sorrow, the tears were completely uncontrollable.

At this time, Lu Wenhuan's deputy general climbed the city wall, looked at the war-torn Fancheng in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh, things finally developed to the point where manpower could not resist, but the appearance of King Yongping is likely to change this situation.

The earthen wall that was broken through by Zhao Rui before was in sight, although the Yuan army had rested on the new earthen wall, but the color of the new mud was extremely abrupt, like the last hope of the Southern Song Dynasty.

"My lord, the envoy of the Yuan army has been waiting for a long time, you can meet it quickly, the envoy is arrogant, saying that this is the last chance for the Yuan army to give the adult, otherwise it will be Xiangyang after destroying Fancheng!"

Lu Wenhuan wiped away his tears when he heard this, and at the same time straightened his waist a little.

"Let's go, I'll settle this matter."

The two of them descended the city wall together and walked towards the palace.

Lu Wenhuan's attitude towards the envoy of the Yuan army, as an adjutant, is the clearest, from the earliest resolute not to now, Lu Wenhuan's psychology is also changing imperceptibly.

Lu Wenhuan is really not afraid of death, but afraid of dying under the mediocre and rotten Southern Song Dynasty court, the Southern Song Dynasty Jia controlled the government with Taoism, as Lu Wende's younger brother Lu Wenhuan couldn't be clearer, now the entire court is decaying and degenerating, and the emperor is a half-fool, Lu Wenhuan has asked himself countless times whether everything he has done is worth it.

And Lu Wenhuan was hesitant to contact the envoy of the Yuan Dynasty, and he couldn't give an accurate answer, but now it's different, and Lu Wenhuan finally has a definite answer in his heart.

If it is said that all kinds of the Song Dynasty have not been criticized by later generations, but only the emperor's attitude towards Wenchen is really impossible to pick out a second dynasty in history.

Not only does it have the rule of not killing civil officials, but also the status of civil officials is also high, so the civil ministers are all thinking of the benefits of the Song royal family, and they will never betray easily.

Therefore, as Lu Wenhuan, who was reused by the imperial court, he also did not want to rebel, which was not only a question of whether he could survive, but even a question of an official's integrity.

Xiangyang City is more than forty miles, there are countless officials, and the envoys of the Yuan Dynasty have not only recruited one person, but some officials were still a little secretive before, but as the situation continued to deteriorate, everyone began to have some blatant signs, because Lu Wenhuan had an uncertain attitude before, so he did not strictly manage it.

At this time, Lu Wenhuan and the adjutant had already entered the main hall of the palace, and there were seven or eight Xiangyang officials surrounding the envoys of the Yuan Dynasty.

When everyone saw Lu Wenhuan enter, they were all stunned, and they wanted to leave with some embarrassed looks, but Lu Wenhuan left them, and it seemed that they had something to say.

Could it be that Lord Lu finally made up his mind to defect to the Yuan Dynasty?

It's great that I finally don't have to worry about defending the city all day!

These officials thought that Lu Wenhuan had the same idea as them, and they were all smiling with joy.

Originally, before Lu Wenhuan was coming, they had reached an agreement with the envoy, saying that they would secretly help the Yuan army to attack Xiangyang City, although it didn't matter whether there was Lu Wenhuan or not, but if there was Lu Wenhuan's surrender, it might allow the Yuan army to take Xiangyang City bloodlessly, and for these officials, the rebellion would become a very low-risk thing.

The envoy of the Yuan Dynasty did not have any greetings at this time, this morning the Yuan army invaded Fancheng on a large scale, and it was only a matter of one or two days to take it, and he had no patience to persuade Lu Wenhuan now.

"Master Lu, I'm going to go back to my life, whether it succeeds or not, you better give a final answer, otherwise, even if you stay in Xiangyang City, it will be difficult to ensure your safety!"

As the envoy of the Yuan Dynasty spoke, his eyes glanced at the seven or eight officials, although he did not say it explicitly, but it meant that these people had all descended, what are you waiting for. Otherwise, if the incident breaks out, I'm afraid these people won't spare you!

This is no different from tearing off the last fig leaf, the seven or eight officials were stunned for a moment when they heard this, and then they became careless, and they all joined the team to persuade Lu Wenhuan.

"Master Lu, vote for it, there are no outsiders here, nothing to be embarrassed about!"

"Yes, Lord Lu, those who know the times are Junjie, and the Southern Song Dynasty is rotten, so why do you need to work hard for him!"

"We don't want to do it ourselves, it's just that the ministers are in charge, the emperor is mediocre, greedy for pleasure, and we don't die at all!"

What everyone said made sense, Lu Wenhuan estimated that he hadn't heard the gunshots before, and he might have recognized it now, but his current mentality was completely different, Lu Wenhuan turned his head and asked the adjutant: "What did you say about the surname of the King of Yongping?" ”

The adjutant didn't know why Lu Wenhuan asked this at this juncture, but he still replied respectfully: "The surname is Zhao, and the full name is Zhao Rui." ”

As soon as they heard the word "Zhao", everyone was a little flustered.

What does this mean......

I saw that Lu Wenhuan's expression suddenly became hideous.

"You traitors! There is still hope for the Zhao clan in the Song Dynasty, what are you thinking! ”

Lu Wenhuan couldn't help but say, the snow blade on his waist was immediately unsheathed, and before everyone could react, the head of the Yuan Dynasty envoy had already landed!

The envoy with the Mongolian pigtail still had a surprised expression until his head fell to the ground, and he really couldn't imagine why Lu Wenhuan, who had been swaying before, would kill the killer.

What made him determined to defend the city!

At this time, the seven or eight officials were all panicked, some of them had already guessed the reason, and seeing that Lu Wenhuan still had murderous intentions, they hurriedly shouted: "Lord Lu, calm down, that Zhao Rui has nothing to do with the royal family!" ”

"Yes, we heard that this Zhao Rui is at odds with the imperial court, and he has a good relationship with the Chen Dynasty on the southwest border, and it seems that he has some plans to take refuge in Jiaozhi!"

"Fart!"

Lu Wenhuan naturally stopped some of their nonsense, and only said one point: "If you are the king of Yongping, why don't you stay in the southwest border honestly and develop and grow, why do you want to come to the troubled waters of the Yuan Dynasty?" ”

As soon as this statement came out, no one could answer.

Lu Wenhuan sneered, he already had the answer in his heart, since Zhao Rui was at odds with the imperial court, then he must have a plan when he came to Xiangfan this time.

As for what purpose, it can be seen from his surname.

Aside from everything else, he alone dares to be in the danger of Fancheng, and this courage alone is enough to prove that he is not a mortal.

Lu Wenhuan has been guarding Xiangyang for more than four years, and he has followed his brother to run here for many years, so how can he give it up unless he has to?

Lu Wenhuan's deputy general was greatly surprised, he never thought that he would kill the envoy of the Yuan Dynasty, in this way, it is equivalent to cutting off the back road himself, and he may lose the opportunity to join the Yuan Dynasty again!

Lu Wenhuan didn't stop doing anything, and then his hand picked up the knife and fell, and seven or eight heads fell to the ground, these officials were not without resistance, but Lu Wenhuan was both civil and military, they were not opponents at all, just like Lu Wenhuan took his life by chopping vegetables and melons.

"Big ...... Your Excellency ......" the adjutant was speechless.

"Humph! Killing these filthy villains with a knife is cheap for them, and if they are put back, there is no telling how many people will die with them! ”

Lu Wenhuan called the guards to clean up, and said to the adjutant: "You arrange for someone to pay close attention to the situation in Fancheng, and if there is any abnormality, come and notify it quickly!" ”

"Yes!" The adjutant took the order.

After everyone left, Lu Wenhuan sat alone in the hall, wiping the bloody blade with a soft cloth, wiping and wiping, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Lu Wenhuan is good at treating others with himself, thinking about how noble the identity of the prince is, if he is not the slightest sure, how can he be in danger?

However, at this time, Zhao Rui really had no confidence in retreating from the enemy, and the Yuan army in front of him was like waves one after another.

At this time, the musketeers had already changed to a **, probably killing tens of thousands of people, and they couldn't stop the offensive of the Yuan army at all.

If Zhao Rui is sure of one thing now, it is only that he is sure that he will not die. For the thousand musketeers who followed him, it was really unpredictable.

Three ** per person, 90 bullets, up to 90,000 kills, what should I do if the bullets run out? Zhao Rui has no bottom in his heart.