"Kill. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Liu Daxiang's body is very agile, I saw that although he was rushing towards the Mongols, his pace was very elegant, and he was not running in a straight line, and before he reached the Mongols, the crossbow arrows in his hands had been shot inadvertently. The Mongols on the opposite side only cared about guarding against Liu Daxiang's constantly shaking figure, and they didn't come back to their senses at all, and a sharp crossbow arrow had already been shot in the chest.

"Kill." Zhu Wenwu rose violently, rushing towards the Mongols like a storm, he was already relatively tall, once he ran, his feet were like the wind, and he came to the Mongols in an instant.

The two were originally brothers from the trenches, and they each killed the Mongols in front of them, and the two were already back to back. Behind them, there were already a few dead Mongols, and they couldn't understand how the Han people, who were usually weak, suddenly became like wolves and tigers.

It can be said that this group of Mongols died really not worth it, first they were caught off guard by Liu Zhongyi's sneak attack on Ximen, and then they were burned by a fire to panic, if it was okay on the plain, the Mongols could directly knock down Li Xiang and others without any effort by virtue of their cavalry advantage.

It's just that the Mongols have always lacked experience in defending the city, and this time in order to defend the giant artillery workshop, they were pure Mongols, these warriors who survived a hundred battles from the distant battlefields of Europe, with his dignity and pride, were attacked by Li Xiang and others, and were caught off guard.

"Big thoughts, brother." Zhu Wenwu smiled at Liu Daxiang, now that the Mongols have come to their senses, the leading card is shouting to let the panicked Mongols form a formation.

"Master Li is also a master, I have just seen that there has been no fire in their direction, and I am afraid that they have fallen into the encirclement of the Mongols." Zhu Wenwu moved forward slowly: "But it seems that there was an explosion just now, now you listen, once Lao Tzu makes a move, you will run away for me quickly." ”

"Bullshit Zhu Wenwu, what nonsense are you talking about." Liu Daxiang frowned and refused to speak.

"Don't you understand Ge Laozi?" Zhu Wenwu shouted loudly: "Even if Lao Tzu dies, the commander must live, Lao Tzu has seen a lot of people, who dares to be so ruthless to the Mongols." ”

"Run." Zhu Wenwu shouted, pushed back with his left hand, and then pounced on the Mongols: "Save the commander to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will kill the Mongols with you in the next life." ”

"The Mongols of the dog day." Liu Daxiang stumbled and almost fell to the ground, the big knife in his right hand hit the ground hard, and then quickly rushed forward with his strength.

"Liu Da of the dog day, you run for Lao Tzu." Zhu Wenwu couldn't see Liu Daxiang clearly because of excessive blood loss.

Liu Zhongyi led the remaining twenty-five people to the vicinity of the west gate of the giant artillery workshop under the cover of darkness. Although the Mongols had already built a fort here, due to the Mongols' natural destruction over construction, the entire workshop was fenced off with simple wooden stakes, except for the barracks.

However, the Mongols were not negligent at all, and they saw that the torches at the west gate were bright, and people came and went, and they had to give orders from time to time. Liu Zhongyi hesitated for a moment, but he couldn't think of any way to give the Mongols a meal with gunpowder filled with jars. Fortunately, the Mongols did not set up hidden piles in other places except for the workshop, and it is estimated that in the past two years, the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty have not caused trouble for them except for the siege of Sichuan.

"Big brother, I'll go." Just as he was hesitating, a stocky man next to him grinned: "I am from the north, and I speak Mongolian well." ”

"Shan Liang, it's not your turn yet." Liu Zhongyi shook his head, he recognized this man not only because of his stocky body. A few years ago, when Shan Liang carried his wife to Jiang'an City, he rescued him, arranged a place for him, and found him a job, but soon Shan Liang's wife could not save his life because of the hard work along the way, and he helped him bury his mother, and since then Shan Liang has been following behind him, and has repeatedly saved his life.

"Big brother," Shan Liang still grinned: "If it weren't for the eldest brother, my mother wouldn't even be able to live the last two months of stable life, and I didn't cry when my mother died, because I knew that these two months were worth my mother's life." ”

"Shan Liang, don't say it." Liu Zhongyi shook his head fiercely, he was ruthless to himself, why didn't he give that old man a better life, he knew that he had this ability, he was a descendant of Liu Yanmei, a wealthy family in Jiang'an City, as long as he wanted, he could make any old man live more comfortably than anyone else in Jiang'an City, but he didn't.

"No, big brother." Shan Liang still insisted: "Although Shan Liang is stubborn, he also knows the ferocity of the Mongols, Sichuan has blocked the Mongols for so long, once the city is broken, the city will be slaughtered, and then not only the hundred people of the Liu family will turn into a pile of heads, but even the more than 100,000 soldiers and civilians in Sichuan will also become the whetstone for the Mongols to break the city." ”

"Today's events, there is death and no life, I already know what the eldest brother thinks in his heart, the eldest brother has never admired a person like this, listened to a person, even if it is Yang Tongzhi, it is just a face respect, even if there is only one person left around, he will kill the Mongols as always, I know that the eldest brother has been waiting for this day for a long, long time."

"Now, I'm just hoping to be able to die one step ahead of my big brother." Shan Liang still smiled heartlessly.

Liu Zhongyi stared at this heartless man, his heart was dripping blood. Yes, he is Liu Zhongyi, he is the descendant of Liu Yanmei, the wealthy family of Jiang'an City, he is the descendant of Liu Yanmei who raised his clan to resist Mongolia and assisted in recovering Jiang'an City, as long as he is willing, he is the master of half of Jiang'an City.

However, since the siege of the Mongols, he has not done anything, he is afraid, no one has ever known, he will be afraid, he hates himself in his heart, he often imagines himself, with a spear in his hand, killing in front of countless Mongols.

Liu Zhongyi quietly looked at Shan Liang, who was speaking Mongolian loudly and moving forward step by step, and suddenly found that he was full of mysterious light, no one knew where he came from, no one knew what he was doing before.

Liu Zhongyi only knew that at this moment his heart was full of pride and strength, and he could imagine the pride and strength that his grandfather Liu Yanmei had when he swept away the invincible Mongols in the army a few years ago when he held a spear.

Quietly, Liu Zhongyi raised the big knife in his hand, and at that moment, the big knife seemed to be his life.

With a "boom", the wooden door of the Mongolian military camp flew in the air like cotton wool, and several Mongolians near the wooden door disappeared into the world without even screaming.

Only the raging fire, like Shan Liang who was quietly dying, ignited the ******** in Liu Zhongyi's heart. It was as if the anger that had accumulated for thousands of years exploded in an instant, and with this loud shout, Liu Zhongyi felt as if he had eaten hundreds of peaches, and every pore was full of comfort.

It was a war to the death, a war to the death, and perhaps years from now, no one will remember this war of great disparity in power, and the Mongols, who swept across the continent, were attacked by only twenty-six men. (To be continued.) )