Chapter 367: Gulping Wine

Yang Wen looked coldly at the Mongolian warships that were getting closer and closer, and sweated in his hands. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoAfter all, the Mongols have not made any movement in the past month, and this time if the Mongols really have the intention to attack, I am afraid that it will be very important? Could it be that this is the battle of life and death in Jiang Ancheng, Yang Wen remembered the bowl of turbid wine again.

Closer, closer, by the light of the fire, Yang Wen could even see the fierce expressions of the Mongols on the warship, or perhaps the fierce eyes of the bearded man.

"It's all for Lao Tzu to shoot accurately." Yang Wen yelled: "Let's go." ”

"Ge Laozi." Li Xiang couldn't help but scold in his heart, do you need to work so hard? Didn't you just kill your three soldiers? I didn't dig your family's ancestral grave and didn't insult your woman, can you use this? The Mongolian bow and arrow were not small, and several times Li Xiang could even feel the rain of arrows fall on his heels, and his adrenal glands surged and kicked a few harder.

When manpower can't achieve his wishes, Li Xiang also prayed to the gods and Buddhas in the sky by the way, of course, this is not equal, China's Jade Emperor must be at the front, who made him closer to us, as for the foreign Buddha, it is not far away, ranked second, right? What, Allah forgot? Jesus forgot? Damn, you don't want to talk about the distance between them, is it too late? By the time they came after eating and drinking tea, Lao Tzu had already been divided by six horses.

Li Xiang took a few kicks and looked up with strength, only to see a fire burning on the wall of Jiang'an City not far away. Ge Lao Tzu, you can survive if you work hard, and you won't take this risk next time you are killed, forcing Lao Tzu to be anxious, Lao Tzu is a big deal to stab himself with a knife, and then cross back to be a little white-collar worker.

With a sound of "swoop", he vaguely saw an object breaking through the air from a distance, Li Xiang unconsciously shrank his body, his feet also glared hard a few times, and a huge crossbow arrow slashed through the sky, only to hear a miserable scream coming from behind.

"Okay." Li Xiang shouted loudly in his heart, thinking that it was really a Chinese immortal who was more spiritual, more accurate, and more obedient, and he would have to think more about it when he ate in the future, thinking that he would have a greater chance of survival, so he pulled everyone and quickly dived down again.

With the strong support of Jiang'an City, the water ghosts of the underwater Mongols will definitely not be able to catch up with them, even if they have the blessing of the Immortal Heaven, who let themselves take refuge in the Jade Emperor?

Seeing a few water shadows disappear in front of him, Yang Wen whispered a few orders in Zhou Meng's ear, and finally ordered the guards to replace the divine arm crossbow again.

The Mongolian tossed for a long night, but still retreated angrily, Yang Wen rubbed his red eyes, and saw that Zhou Meng had returned to his side at some point.

"It's good to be alive." Yang Wen watched as the morning glow slowly rose from the direction of Lumen Mountain, and in the distance was the endless land, which was once the territory of a huge empire, but now it was subjugated and trembling under the iron hooves of the grassland.

Yang Wen looked at Zhou Meng and nodded, and asked loudly, "Is it all arranged?" ”

Seeing this, Zhou Meng naturally had to cooperate with his boss, Zhou Meng was a good comrade. said loudly: "My lord, everything has been arranged, they are all good men, there is no damage at all, and they have also brought the holy decree of the imperial court." ”

Yang Wen gave Zhou Meng a thumbs up in his heart, Zhou Meng is a good comrade, he wants to be rewarded, and at the same time said loudly: "What did the imperial court's holy decree say?" ”

Acting, naturally you have to act with your heart, you have to match the time, the place, and the environment to act, Zhou Meng's movements are in place, his expression is also very vivid, and he pretended to hesitate and said: "The Holy Decree has arrived with reinforcements from the imperial court, and a large number of material rescues will be sent to Sichuan in the near future, and these men are the messengers of reinforcements." ”

"Okay, take me to meet these men who are not afraid of death." Yang Wenle looked at the soldiers around him with a grin, and instructed other lieutenants to monitor the movements of the Mongols, although there are many good soldiers in Jiang'an City, but even if there are thousands of miles of fertile fields, there are also defeated grass, it is inevitable that some soldiers will be pessimistic and disappointed, the court is the only hope in their hearts, and it is also an important sustenance for them to persevere.

Far away from the barracks, Yang Wen's body couldn't help but tremble, a familiar smell couldn't be more familiar, and his voice couldn't help but tremble as the wind drifted to his nose: "Do you smell it?" Do you smell it all? ”

Zhou Meng took a greedy breath, his throat gurgled, and he looked at Yang Wen's murderous eyes and hurriedly said, "My lord, it's not me, it's not me." ”

Yang Wen licked his lips and despised himself in his heart, and then strode towards the barracks, followed by Zhou Meng, who was stumbling. After ten years of fighting, the sow has also become a sable cicada, and the vinegar has become a fine wine for three days, not to mention the real mellow taste of good wine, how can this teach Yang Wen not to despise himself?

"Good brother, another drink, another drink." With the sound of clinking glasses with the "bell", Yang Wen almost fainted.

Li Xiang looked at the people with endless admiration, and the pride in his heart could no longer be expressed in words, and only a genius like himself would desperately bring a lot of distilled high-concentration rice wine with his skin, which is not delicious water wine after being mixed with water on the shore, and there is no need to explain it.

This is something that I took the time to distill when they were making wetsuits, and they were all about to become alcohol, although alcohol was poisonous, but who let them cross it? Don't count it, don't you seem to be Lao Tzu crossing? As for alcohol poisoning, forget it, if you want to be poisoned, you don't care about this time, it's a big deal to die, let Lao Tzu go back and be a good person, look at the street, the car is like a horse, and the spring flowers are blooming.

"It's a good brother to have wine to share!" With a bang, Li Xiang knew that the main owner was coming. I only heard that before I finished speaking, a gust of wind swept in, snatched the big wrist in my hand at once, and fell down with my head high, only to hear a "grunt", and the big wrist was already empty.

Li Xiang knew that the soldiers of the Song Dynasty did not prohibit alcohol, especially because the riverside was humid, and the soldiers drank more to drive away the moisture, and he also knew that Sichuan lacked substances, but he didn't expect it to come to such a point. But why is he a little bitter?

Thinking of these Song soldiers, who have always been considered weak due to lack of food and clothing, but they can resist the most elite and invincible Mongolian cavalry in the world, and have resisted them for more than ten years, Li Xiang's heart swelled with a burst of pride, Tartars, you should hurry up and go to scourge Europe, don't come and drink the Yangtze River.

"Good, good, good wine." Yang Wen exhaled deeply, and a fresh smell of wine spread through the small room.

Li Xiang looked at this mighty man with great interest, the history books said that he was resourceful in fighting and was a first-class hero.

I saw that Yang Wen's vicissitudes of life almost covered his entire face, his towering nose showed the unyielding of the person, his solid and powerful hands, his right hand subconsciously clutched the big knife at his waist, and his left hand with a big wrist was slightly pale. (To be continued.) )