"What is the fate of the last general?" Zhang Shijie said lightly: "What is the fate of the last general compared to Jiang Ancheng? ”

"No, I can't say anything. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Yang Wen shook his head and said: "You kid wants to die, but it's not your turn." ”

"My lord," Zhang Shijie was a little anxious: "When is it?" I didn't see the fire on the north shore, but I can't ruin Li Xiang because of a small life. ”

"Besides, the last general doesn't have to die?" Zhang Shijie suddenly smiled and said, "The last general handed over the soil bomb to the Tartar soldiers, and then lit it, and ran away, it is estimated that there is a seventy or eighty percent chance that it will be fine?" ”

"You're going to be a fool for someone else?" Yang Wen opened his eyes and felt incredible for Zhang Shijie's thoughts.

At this time, the Mongolian general raised his voice and said, "If the lord does not come again, the last general will dare to invite the lord to spend the night outside." ”

Zhang Shijie hurriedly replied loudly in Yang Wen's tone: "Bastard, can't Lao Tzu say it?" Since he wants to drink it, Lao Tzu naturally wants to bring the wine. ”

Zhang Shijie and Yang Wen also had a period of time, and they learned seventy or eighty percent of the words, and the Mongolian guard didn't pay attention to it for a while, and said loudly: "Since this is the case, my lord is invited." ”

Zhang Shijie hurriedly stepped forward, took Yang Wen's torch, and said in a low voice: "My lord, take care." ”

"Zhang Shijie, you kid put elf points for Lao Tzu, you must save your life." Yang Wen suddenly felt that his nose was a little sour, and scolded: "Grandma, don't die." ”

Zhang Shijie smiled, holding the earth bomb in one hand, and walking towards the gate with a torch in the other, and said loudly as he walked: "Grandma, a few people come out, Lao Tzu's jar of wine is so heavy." ”

"It's all ready for Lao Tzu." Yang Wen shouted in a low voice: "As soon as the earth bomb goes off, I will rush in for Lao Tzu, set the skin on fire, and burn his mother." ”

"Fuck it." The soldiers behind him secretly said angrily, they were all aroused by Zhang Shijie's pride.

Zhang Shijie lowered his head and walked away, in fact, he had already seen the situation near the walled gate clearly, at this time the walled gate had opened a small door, and there were several people in the small door, as if the other party's general was also there, it was estimated that he was frightened by Yang Wen, Shi Hong is Shi Tianxing's eldest son, presumably the Mongolian general also knows that he is a small general, and it is already great to be forced to offend Shi Hong, if Shi Tianxing loses his temper, it is estimated that he is not a small general who can bear it.

"Fuck, Lao Tzu has worked hard to come over, don't really have an accident then, Lao Tzu is not responsible." Zhang Shijie was still muttering, seeing that he was about to approach the walled gate, Zhang Shijie slowed down.

Because Zhang Shijie kept his head down, the Mongolian general couldn't see clearly, so he hurriedly greeted him and said, "The last general Bala has seen Lord Shi, and I ask for your forgiveness." ”

"You're Barra." Zhang Shijie said angrily: "Don't take Lao Tzu's wine well." ”

Seeing that Zhang Shijie was so domineering, Barra already had some agreement in his heart, and hurriedly stepped forward to take the earth bomb handed over by Zhang Shijie.

"Heavy." This was Barra's first thought, and he was about to call someone over to help, but he saw the torch in Zhang Shijie's hand reaching out to him at the same time.

"Your Excellency?" Bala screamed strangely, but jumped in the opposite direction, knowing that the soil bomb in his hand was strange, and wanted to throw away the soil bomb, but where was it too late, you must know that Zhang Shijie had cut the lead to the shortest in order to blow up the gate of the village.

There was a loud "bang", and a thick smoke rose quickly at the gate of the wall, Yang Wen saw it clearly, and shouted: "Rush to Lao Tzu." ”

Li Xiang rubbed his sour arm, who made such a big tricolor flag on dog days, even if his arm strength is good, but this flag has been dancing for a long time, is it like this?

He was surrounded by Guo Gelu, the arrows were not missing, and he often saw his right hand shaking constantly, but he didn't have time to count how many Tartars he had overturned, and along the way, the warships of the Mongolian sailors had been washed away by the flood, and the remaining few elf warships saw the menacing Li Xiang, and they didn't hurry to turn around and run away.

In front of the boat, there are several fast Flying Tiger warships, standing in front are Yang Wushu and Zhao Er, they are like two arrows, where they pass, the Tartar warships are either broken or scared away, you must know that these defense along the river is only a small boat, and it is the enemy to wait until the big ship in the Mongolian water village comes out.

The outbreak of the flood, wave after wave, so that the Yangtze River continues to rise, the speed of the Flying Tiger warship is also accelerating, the Mongolian sailor's warship first washed the waves, and then was hit by the rushing Flying Tiger warship, where can it still resist, fortunately the warship that has not been washed away by the flood has no choice but to turn around and run.

"Rush, rush to Lao Tzu." Li Xiang kept shouting.

"Bang", the boat shook, did not stop, because the speed of the boat was too fast, and coupled with the push of the flood, it actually broke the wooden stakes in the Yangtze River, and the Flying Tiger warship was different, due to the rise in the water level, the speed of the ship accelerated, and the warship actually passed by the stake.

"My lord, do you look ahead?" Guo Gelu suddenly pointed into the distance, and a firelight passed through the night, like a bright beacon.

"Good, good, great." Li Xiang stroked his palms and shouted: "Brothers, give Lao Tzu more strength, Master Liang from Enzhou and Lord Yang from Jiang'an City have come to answer us." ”

"Rush." Yang Wushu in front of him became more and more excited, although Yang Wuving's archery skills were so-so, and there was no chance of close combat, but the excitement when he saw the Flying Tiger Warship crash through the Mongolian Sailor Warship made his adrenal glands the highest.

"Zhang Shijie, you kid can't die." Yang Wen rushed to Zhang Shijie's side for the first time, even though Zhang Shijie reacted very quickly, he was still thrown far away by the air wave of the earth bomb explosion.

"Zhang Shijie, you can't die. There are few people in Lao Tzu's hands, and Lao Tzu is reluctant to let you die. Yang Wen cried miserably, no one would believe that an adult man would cry so badly.

"Zhang Shijie, you kid can use it, Lao Tzu bastard, how can you let you die? This rotten water village, Lao Tzu can bite him open even if he bites hard, your kid is dead, who is Lao Tzu looking for, Lao Tzu is such a bastard, no you kid can't do it. Yang Wen said heart-to-heart words, after Zhou Meng's death, Zhang Shijie can be regarded as his military advisor, and he has developed a habitual dependence.

"Cough, cough, cough." Zhang Shijie, who was in Yang Wen's arms, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the crying Yang Wen, so he had to pretend to cough a few times: "Big, my lord, the brothers have all attacked." ”

Yang Wen didn't react for a while, he didn't think that the person who had been judged dead by him would still speak, and no matter who was asking him, he replied indiscriminately: "Why are these rabbit cubs running so fast?" ”

"My lord, you can put the last general down, the last general is no longer a big deal?" Zhang Shijie said embarrassedly, the wave of qi just now stunned his whole person, but fortunately, Yang Wen, the rotten man, was holding him and pulling, shaking and shaking, but he inadvertently rescued him.