Zhang Junbao said this all the way all the way, and Li Xingze muttered dissatisfiedly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He didn't want to ask too much, and Zhang Junbao was annoyed, so he had to use it quickly to prevaricate his junior brother.

"Senior brother, let's go to Lumen Temple first!"

Li Xingze then remembered that he had accepted the favor of the host of Lumen Temple last time, not to mention that they also sent Chengming and Chenghai to help.

Zhang Junbao nodded, unconsciously picked up the horsewhip and whipped the horse's buttocks.

The quaint Xiangyang city wall, standing under the night sky, the 100-meter-high wall has long been covered with a little moss, after the baptism of the years, the road has exhausted many vicissitudes. The blazing torches on the city wall illuminate the surroundings of the city wall under the night sky.

"What a solid one!"

When I looked at it during the day, I just felt tall and majestic, but at night I was lying on the withered yellow grass, and when I looked up and looked again, I suddenly felt that it was difficult for me to do it, and Miss Ma couldn't help but praise in a low voice.

To say that Miss Ma followed Li Xingze to the Yuan army a few times in the evening, and knew what time was the most sleepy time, she also made arrangements in advance, and saw that the soldiers lying in the grass around her were nervous, so she hurriedly whispered to comfort her.

Sure enough, as Li Xingze said, people are the most sleepy time in Chenshi, and the Yuan soldiers standing on the city wall have already been sleepy and staggering, but after a while, when there is not even a figure on the wall, someone on the other side of the city wall raises a torch and circles a few times.

"Quick, quick!"

Meng Haima hurriedly urged, Nei Ying had already sent a signal, they had to hurry up and rush to the city gate, waiting for the city gate to open so that they could attack in, after all, the sound of the heavy city gate when it was pushed open was too loud, in case it alarmed the Yuan soldiers, it would be difficult to attack.

The small north gate is also known as the Linhan Gate, the city wall is about ten zhang high, the city gate alone has four or five zhang, the strength of one person alone can not be pushed open, usually the city gate must be five or six people to work together.

There were only seven or eight people at the city gate, and it would take a long time for these thousands of people to pour into the city gate together. It was Miss Ma who came up with an idea, so that the soldiers who rushed into the city gate first climbed from the female wall to the battlement wall, controlled the soldiers on the wall, and lowered the rope so that everyone could climb in.

Since the Red Turban Army has formed an army so far, it has not had any experience in attacking the wall, which time it was not by internal response to be able to sneak into the city, this method has been used many times before, everyone agreed, but this time it climbed a little high, almost ten zhang high, which was about a little higher than the previous ones.

"Squeak"

The heavy gate made a rusty sound, slowly opening a crack, but it didn't open quickly.

For the sake of insurance, the few people who were supposed to do it were very slow, nervous and laborious, and when the city gate was enough to accommodate one person to enter, several of the inner directors of the Ming Sect were actually wet with sweat.

Meng Haima took the lead in squeezing into the city gate, and gestured with several internal officials, and then quietly hooked his hand outward.

Immediately afterwards, Guo Tianxu and Miss Ma followed in, and then kept flashing into the figures. The people who came in took Meng Haima as the first and went straight to the female wall, and after going up, everyone didn't dare to make a noise, and quietly wiped the neck of the Yuan soldier lying on the city wall.

The shiny blade glistened eerily in the cold light of the crescent, and the blood stains on the blade were even more hideous in the light of the torches. Gradually, a strong fishy smell filled the city wall, and at this time, a soldier suddenly opened his eyes and saw a group of people slaughtering them, and shouted unconsciously.

"Kill!"

At this time, there was no need to hide anymore, Meng Haima shouted, and continued to wield the ringed big-eared long knife to slash desperately at Yuan Bing.

There are more and more soldiers of the Red Turban Army who climbed the city wall, and there are few living Yuan soldiers left, as for the Yuan army guarding the city gate, they have already been wiped by the people who entered the city.

"Little sister, you and I will each take one way, Marshal Meng will lead one way, and clear the soldiers of the other city gates as soon as possible!" Before the guards of the other gates could react, Guo Tianxu hurriedly made arrangements and shouted.

"Good"

Miss Ma hurriedly answered, took the spear handed by others, turned over on the horse, and beckoned a group of people to hurry to the other doors to kill.

Meng Haima had already arranged for someone to lead the horses to the city wall along the city horse road, Kong Wu's powerful palm pressed the saddle, turned over and straddled the horse, raised the long knife high, and shouted, but it was on the city wall in the direction of the other city gates.

The Yuan soldiers in Xiangyang City were already at a loss, and learned that it was the Red Turban Army that entered the city and made a mess. The loss of the gate of Xiangyang Mansion, which is a fortified city, means that Xiangyang City has changed hands, and under the dim moonlight, the Yuan soldiers don't know what to do now.

"Meet the host!"

Li Xingze and Zhang Junbao bypassed Xiangyang City during the day and rushed all the way to Lumen Temple. This was the second time he had seen the kind and respectable host, and he immediately folded his hands and said respectfully.

After the host smiled and beckoned Li Xingze and Zhang Junbao to sit down, he asked, "I don't know if Chengming Chenghai is okay?" ”

Taking a sip of the tea served by Xiao Shami, Li Xingze held a small teacup and responded with a smile: "Let the host worry, the two of them should have a good life in Huangzhou training!" ”

"Well, that's good!" The host touched the white beard on his chin, and when he learned that Li Xingze had come to Xiangyang to borrow troops and came to visit him, he couldn't help but smile and said: "It's rare that Lord Li is worried, and it is reasonable to say that the poor monk has to give a gift!" ”

"Gifts?"

Li Xingze and Zhang Junbao couldn't help but look at each other, the host said that the gift would not be to send a few more warrior monks. Thinking of this, Li Junshi couldn't help but feel secretly bitter in his heart, this Red Turban Army is really complete. Robbers, bandits, hooligans, ruffians, Taoist monks, all joined in.

The host looked at Li Xingze's face with a sad face, and wondered: "Why is Master Li Shi's face not good, is there something unspeakable?" ”

"No, no!" Li Xingze hurriedly waved his hand and said, people are kind enough to send things, but he still thinks about it too much, and he can't help but slander himself.

The host slowly stood up and paced: "If you want to talk about this matter, presumably with the ability of the Red Turban Army, Li Junshi should have known about it a long time ago, it is the treasure of Wuduo Mountain!" ”

As soon as the host's words fell, Li Xingze quickly stood up in surprise, didn't even pay attention to the tea cup that was knocked over by the robe, and hurriedly asked, "The host also knows?" ”

It seems that Li Xingze really knows, so it will be much more convenient, the host still smiled and said slowly: "The poor monk doesn't know, but someone knows?" ”

"Who?"

Li Xingze almost blurted out. Seeing Li Xingze's impatient appearance, how could there be the demeanor of a Taoist priest, the host shook his head helplessly and chuckled: "The king of Lin Cangguan has recently gone to Xinye, if you go there, you should be able to find him!" ”

Li Xingze hurriedly thanked him, and the host arranged for several monks to fetch a few jars of fierce fire oil for Li Xingze, and told him that maybe he could still use it.

Unexpectedly, every time I came to Lumen Temple, there would be a surprise, and Li Xingze's gratitude to the host was indescribable. It's just that when I went down the mountain and walked the stairs, I caught a glimpse of the plaque of Lumen Temple, and secretly vowed that when the world was stable in the future, I would definitely reshape the golden body here.

"Master, why are you so good to that Li Xingze?" Xiao Shami was puzzled, he really didn't understand why the old monk who usually didn't smile was smiling every time he saw Li Xingze.

The host thought about it for a while, and then replied: "Shangqing inheritance, the appearance of the grandmaster, the Buddha family, save all sentient beings!" There was nothing else, leaving the little novice alone in a daze.

The ruins on the city wall are broken, telling the vicissitudes of Xiangyang Mansion, after half a night and a morning, the Mingjiao Red Turban Army finally cleared the Yuan soldiers in Xiangyang City, and everyone sat on the ground panting.

When Li Xingze and Zhang Junbao arrived at Xiangyang City, it was already evening, and when they saw the people wearing red turbans guarding the city gate, they knew that Meng Haima had taken Xiangyang.

Li Xingze, who was sitting behind Zhang Junbao, hurriedly wrapped a red scarf around his head, which had not yet grown black hair, and tied a white cloth on his left arm.

"Li Xingze of the Huangzhou Red Turban Army came to meet Marshal Meng, please let me know!"

After the two approached, seeing the guards coming up for interrogation, Li Xingze hurriedly turned over and dismounted, hugged his fists and said politely.

Unexpectedly, this young messy half-grown man actually claimed to be Li Xingze, and the guards couldn't be sure, after all, Li Junshi of the Huangzhou Red Turban was too famous, so he hurriedly ordered another person to report it, and he was watching here.

Li Xingze and Zhang Junbao were waiting at the gate of the city boredly, and when they saw that there were not many people coming and going at the city gate, they couldn't help but be curious: "This brother, when did you take Xiangyang?" ”

It seems that it may really be his own people, otherwise he would not have asked such a question, and the guard replied honestly: "I only killed the Yuan soldiers at noon today!" ”

"Oh"

It seems that he came at the right time, he didn't expect that Mingjiao was so capable, and such a strong city as Xiangyang Mansion could be taken, and it seemed that there were not too many obvious blood stains on the ground around him, Li Xingze couldn't help but admire in his heart.

Although Meng Haima is said to be Wang Quan's brother, Wang Quan said that as long as Li Xingze comes, he will definitely be able to borrow soldiers, but Li Xingze has not actually come into contact with him, and he is a person from Mingjiao, so he can't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart. He was waiting here to be bored, but he didn't know that he had received the news that Li Xingze had come, but Guo Tianxu and Meng Haima closed the door and discussed.

Meng Haima has learned from Guo Tianxu the purpose of Li Xingze's trip, Xiao San is his own brother, although the two sects are different, but it does not affect the feelings, when he heard that the military situation on his side is urgent, he was anxious at that time, and urged: "I said that the eldest son, Xiao San is still in a hurry, see how many troops can be assigned to him, hurry up and get an idea!" ”

"No hurry!"

If it were someone else, Guo Tianxu would have let it in a long time ago, but he wanted to see who Li Xingze, who could turn Nanyang Mansion upside down, and planned to test it himself.

Guo Tianxu smiled at Meng Haima, who was already waiting impatiently: "It's not bad for a while, it's just that I just want to see how capable this Li Xingze is, and he can borrow soldiers from my Mingjiao!" ”