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Crunch~~, with the sound of a huge object dragging on the ground, the heavy city gate weighing thousands of catties and watered by several layers of molten iron was slowly opened a gap under the joint pull of a team of soldiers defending the city. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Look, the gates are open! …… The big man in the city is finally going to be with us. ”

"Thank you, Lord Qingtian, we have some."

"It's not good, the iron cavalry of the Mongolian people is about to leave the camp, everyone rush into the city~!"

Ten miles behind the refugees below is the Mongolian military camp, which is like being held to the neck with a knife. I just saw a small crack open in the city gate, and I couldn't wait for people to rush towards the crack in the door.

Even if these people don't have a few people who know martial arts, and even carry a large number of old, weak, sick and disabled, their number is as high as tens of thousands, and such a terrifying flow of people pushes the city gate even if it is more than ten thousand catties.

The sergeants who opened the door were caught off guard and were carried down by their own strength. However, this fall was so insignificant compared to the seemingly boundless group of black heads behind Hulala.

Because these people, who were also coerced by the power of the human flow, could not resist the huge force behind them. If they didn't want to be moved, they would have to step on the fallen sergeants. One pair, two pairs...... Even thousands of pairs of big-footed people stepped down, even if these sergeants were wearing armor and holding weapons, they had no way to live.

"Quick, save people~!" Guo Jing saw the situation below, and immediately ordered the soldiers and martial arts warriors around him.

But these people with weapons and all kinds of long guns and short clubs may be able to threaten these ordinary people in normal times, but they are far from being fatal at this time.

In a short time, the sergeants were crushed because their helmets and weapons were scattered by the refugees, or they were simply attacked by surprise. After a while, even those martial arts warriors who held their own martial arts walls and could get around were unable to resist the surging flow of people, and they returned in vain.

"Guo Daxia, this group of refugees is crazy. Even when they are held up with spears, they do not retreat. It's as if someone in the back is holding a knife and then forcing them. There must be spies sent by the Mongolian people to provoke it, Guo Daxia should be careful~! An eight-generation elder of the beggar gang reminded Guo Jing in the rain with a bare stick after one sleeve was torn off by the refugee.

"I see!"

However, Guo Jing's eyes were always on a thousand-person cavalry team at the Xiangyang City Gate that was about to approach the city wall, and he could only mourn in silence in his heart for failing to save the sergeants who were trampled to death.

"There's no time...... Command to go down and raise the drawbridge of the moat. This group of cavalry must not be allowed to break into the city. Guo Jing, who had already cultivated a strong state of mind on the battlefield, ordered.

"But, Great. Only a third of the refugees had just entered the city, and the lifting of the drawbridge was tantamount to cutting off the way of life for the remaining people. The elder of the beggar gang couldn't bear to persuade.

"No, but! Once these more than 1,000 cavalry were allowed to stand at the gate of the city, the Mongol army in the rear would be able to press from ten miles away in an instant. When the time comes, the city of Xiangyang will be broken, and everyone will die. Lift the suspension bridge~! Immediately, immediately!! ”

With the sound of the iron chain wheel churning, the suspension bridge outside Xiangyang City finally rose slowly before the arrival of more than a thousand Mongolian people. Although it is still full of refugees who are unwilling to give up, as their physical strength is exhausted, they will inevitably fall into the turbulent moat.

"Defending the city is a soldier who obeys the order: release the arrow~! Force this group of cavalry back for me. Guo Jing commanded in an orderly manner.

With the rain of arrows falling, even if the Mongolian people, who claimed to have grown up on horseback, even if they temporarily launched a wave of strong attacks on the city gate in the process of getting angry on the drawbridge, they could only retreat unwillingly after dropping dozens of corpses.

But instead of immediately returning to the Mongol camp, they continued to wander beyond the range of the arrows on the upper floors of the city. As you can imagine, as soon as the gates and drawbridges had any tendency to be opened, they would immediately rush to the gates.

The people who failed to seize the opportunity to squeeze into the city were like outcasts from heaven. They all looked desperate and cried on the edge of the moat. There are even more radicals, and even pointed to the lord on the tower of the city to greet his ancestral female relatives loudly, venting the infinite fear in his heart. …… It is as if the lord on the upper floor of the city will not save them, but he should be thundered from heaven and go down to the eighteen layers of hell.

…… In the midst of the insults of this group of refugees, the two armies outside the city confronted each other, but the faces of the sergeants inside the city gate were full of anger.

In order to save this group of refugees, the commander offended the city guards in charge of food, grass and logistics, and the soldiers even died a team of brothers because of this, and now they have to be greeted by the people who are also from the Great Qi people...... In the eyes of most sergeants, this group of Diao people really shouldn't be saved!

A group of soldiers carrying stretchers picked out the bodies of sergeants from a trampled body of inhuman corpses at the city gate, covered them with white cloth and placed them on the stretcher. Bits of red blood kept running down the wooden stretcher, staining the white cloth covering the corpse into a red cloud.

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"Damn~! What kind of luck is this?! As soon as he crossed over from the earth, he was almost trampled to death by a big foot. How many bad things did this kid do in his last life, and he actually got this kind of thing? ”

An arm stained with red blood pushed away a corpse on his body and slowly crawled out of the bloody corpse. At the gate of Xiangyang City before it was attacked by the Mongols, our lucky traverser made a gorgeous appearance.

"Gross~~!" When Lin Qingzhi saw this tragic scene, his stomach, which didn't have much to eat, immediately surged. After taking a few deep breaths of the cold air with the heavy smell of blood, he slowly suppressed the instinctive tumbling in his chest.

Wiping the sticky blood on his eyelids with the sleeves of his shirt soaked with blood, Lin Qingzhi tried to force himself to be calm at this time. Anyway, I've already crossed over. Just as if this life was picked up for nothing: as if everyone in this new world is an NPC: as if there is Musk on these corpses......

Maybe this kind of mental hypnosis really works, maybe Lin Qingzhi himself has the potential to be in danger. Slowly, his legs stopped shaking, his arms were no longer weak, and even a pair of unfocused eyes slowly became bright.

"Huh~~, fortunately, before Lao Tzu crossed, he saw his inhuman-shaped corpse that was hit by a car. Otherwise, this level is really difficult! ”

It was at this time that Lin Qingzhi's movement from the pile of corpses was finally discovered by the sergeants who were searching for the corpses around.

"Come on! There is also a brother here who is not dead. Stretcher, Medic...... Come here. (To be continued.) )