The defender of Xiangyang is Lu De, who was also the chief of the Battle of Hezhou in the past.

He hadn't closed his eyes for several days, his expression was sluggish, his eyes were full of fine bloodshots, his eyes were red, his appearance was withered, and he was looking in the direction where the Yuan army was.

Since Fancheng was broken, the connection between the two cities has been severed, and Xiangyang has fallen into an isolated and helpless situation. He has been sending several people in a row these days, day and night, hurrying and hurrying, asking for help from the imperial court, but there has been no reply for a long time, and the soldiers sent have never returned, which makes him desperate.

But what about the people of this city?

Guy in this Yuan army, is actually a siege weapon, this thing called, wood thunderbolt, the power is amazing, within three acres, the characters are all powder, a few days ago a fierce battle, this thing has hit the firearms depot in the city, detonated the firearms in the library, the sound is shocking, hundreds of miles can be heard, around the warehouse, all turned into rubble, a fire burned most of Xiangyang.

Although it was early spring, but now the weather is as cold as the middle of winter, sometimes heavy snow, after this battle, the army and civilians lack food and clothing, no house to live in, under the pressure of hunger and cold, there are people actually cooking and eating the dead, it is simply appalling.

There are no reinforcements, no food and grass, it can be regarded as the end of the road, this city he has been holding for many years, is it finally impossible to hold it now?

"General Lu!"

At the head of the city, I suddenly saw a majestic man in brocade clothes who came up, but it was the person who launched the "Heroes Alliance", gathered the world's martial artists, and reinforced the people who resisted Mongolia, the king of Tianyan Eagle, and Yun Wancheng.

Behind this person, there is also a young man in white, handsome and extraordinary, with a good temperament, it is his son Yunshu, but he has been accepted as a disciple by Ram Yu, and he is a rising star in today's martial arts.

"It's windy up there, so let's go down!"

Yun Wancheng sighed.

In his heart, he was worried that Lu De was dead to the court, and had the idea of surrendering, and he also had a little sadness in his heart.

This damn imperial court......

But even if he is at the end of his rope, he is unwilling to be the defeated general, but he can die, but he cannot surrender.

Lu De looked at the burning eyes of the father and son, his heart was secretly shocked, but he smiled bitterly, the Yuan general Liu Cheng had already said that on the day the city was broken, Xiangyang would be washed in blood; If he surrenders, it will be a loss of moderation, and if he does not surrender, he is afraid that the people of this city will not escape death, but if he shows the slightest intention of surrender now, I am afraid that he will be killed by these two people to sacrifice the flag.

"Okay, let's go down!"

Nodding, he was ready to go down to the city, and when he left, he subconsciously looked at the wilderness under the sunset, but he suddenly stopped his steps and looked stunned.

Yun Wancheng's father and son saw that he looked strange, as if they had seen something unbelievable, and they also turned their heads to follow each other's gaze and looked out of the city.

But I saw a person standing in the wilderness in the distance, I don't know when, this person was thin and straight, his pace was soothed, he could lift his feet and settle down, as if moving out of thin air, his body flickered, and he went in one step, and he was more than ten zhang away, and he looked like he had seen a ghost.

The fast naked eye seems to be difficult to keep up, can only see a person in Tsing Yi floating, carrying a sword, the figure flashes again and again, flashing and shaking, it is already far away, in the blink of an eye, this Tsing Yi guest has stepped on the river, Ling Bo and up, the foot is like walking on the ground, a few steps of kung fu, it is actually crossing the river, straight away.

"Shhh

The three of them looked at each other, shuddering, not frightened.

They were all dumbfounded.

"Shu'er, do you think you've seen this person somewhere?"

Yun Wancheng gasped, and then he thought about it and looked surprised.

Hearing his father say this, Yun Shu also had a sense of déjà vu.

But that person's body is extremely high, and he looks like a fairy under the move, but he doesn't see it clearly.

"He's going to the Yuan army camp?" Central Plains Book Bar

Lu Wenhuan suddenly said in a daze.

The father and son of the Yun family seemed to react at this time, and the two looked at each other, and immediately seemed to think of something.

"Quick, order the scouts to go...... Forget it, I'll ...... it myself."

Although it felt incredible, Nayun Wancheng still wanted to hold on to the last bit of hope, and there was a long roar in his mouth, and his arms stretched out like a big peng spreading his wings, and he actually swept up from the sky and circled around the city, and pounced.

"Daddy!"

Yun Shu was taken aback.

But when the voice came out, his father was already chasing in the direction of the man's departure like a goshawk.

But said that this Yun Wancheng left Xiangyang, and rushed wildly, Rao is his self-discipline is not weak, but when he saw the rapids on the river, he couldn't help but feel frightened, recalling that the man crossed the river barefoot, his heart was even more shocked, and his body turned around but he was busy Rao on the iron cable cross bridge, and rushed to the opposite side of the river.

The feet were flying rapidly, Yun Wancheng did not stop, and when he ran out of a distance, he suddenly paused, his expression froze, and his eyes fell on the two corpses standing on the side; It was indeed standing, these two people still maintained the posture before their deaths, their faces were shocked, and their expressions were shocked, as if they had lost their lives in an instant, looking at their clothes, they were all scouts of the Yuan army.

He's dead?

Yun Wancheng was still a little unconvinced, and stepped forward to investigate, but he didn't wait for him to reach out and touch it, but as soon as the strong wind set off by the movement passed, the two people in front of him seemed to have been pointed, and suddenly the whole thing was like a burst of wind and dust, and it was like sand in the wind.

What kind of death is this? But it's really unheard of.

Pressing his heart to be terrified, Yun Wancheng hurried again, but what he saw along the way was greatly beyond his expectations, but when he saw that there were Yuan troops standing on the side of the road, the way of death was the same as the two scouts he saw before, and he didn't see any injuries all over his body, as if he was raising sand, leaving no corpses.

From one or two at the beginning, to the last four, to eight or nine, and then to more than a dozen, the deaths are all exactly the same, appalling.

He is an old man, so he can naturally see that these people lost their lives without even reacting.

The sun was sinking in the west, the red glow was gradually dissipating, and between the heavens and the earth, the north wind blew again, and the snow drifted.

As soon as the snowflakes fell, as far as the eye could see, there was a vast expanse.

Yun Wancheng had no scruples, and was still in a hurry.

I don't want to hear a laugh in my ears.

"You're funny, you dare to chase me so far? Aren't you afraid that those Mongolian Tatars will capture you? ”

Yun Wancheng was shocked, and hurriedly looked at it.

I saw a huge stone, a man in green clothes was bending his legs and arms, sitting on it casually, eating the snatched beef in his hands, drinking mare's milk wine, his expression was flat, as if he was smiling.

The most bizarre thing is that on the sword body of the long sword behind this person, there is a round bead that exudes a faint brilliance, which is even more strange.

"In the next heavenly eye carving Wang Yun Wancheng, I have seen a master, and now Xiangyang is isolated and helpless, please help me!"

The man in Tsing Yi glanced at Yun Wancheng lightly, and did not answer, but just drank and ate meat, and after a long time.

"You go back, I can't talk about helping or not, I came here today to kill these soldiers, as for how much to kill, it depends on the mood!"

Hearing that this person's big mouth seemed to be able to hold heaven and earth, Yun Wancheng's lips trembled, and he wanted to say more, but he heard a chuckle in the wind, and there was no trace on the stone.

"Two days later, remember to come and receive the food and clothing of the Yuan soldiers!"

The man is gone, but the sound is still there.