The Mongol army retreated, and the defenders on the city wall began to hurriedly clean up the battlefield, clear the obstacles on the city wall, and continue to increase the city defense equipment, Huang Rong took a group of doctors to the city wall and began to treat the wounded.

Guo Jing looked at the Mongolian army that had not retreated in his sight, and glanced at Huang Rong, who was taking the wounded down to the city, and secretly worried.

"Fortunately, Guo'er left here with Long'er, and he escaped this catastrophe."

Guo Jing looked at the posture of the Mongolian army, and there was a possibility of directly breaking through the city, so he couldn't help gritting his teeth, took the initiative to step forward, and lit all the ladders that fell under a battlement that were still intact.

"Guo Daxia, this Mongolian army has been attacking for a whole month, looking at this movement, I am afraid that I will not break the city wall!"

A martial arts warrior who was familiar with Guo Jing walked to Guo Jing's side, looked at the Mongolian army firmly stationed in his sight, hesitated, and said to Guo Jing.

"What are you afraid of, he Mongolian Tartar is coming, and I, Hong Laoqi, and the beggar gang disciples are waiting here!"

As soon as the young knight's words fell, a loud voice sounded from the inside of the city wall, Guo Jing was stunned for a moment, and then turned his head happily, only to see a nine-fingered beggar walking up slowly.

"Seven Princes!"

"Hong Qigong!"

A sound of exclamation came from around the city wall, and the martial arts people in the field came over to greet each other, their eyes showed joy, and Guo Jing hurriedly greeted him.

"Junior, Guo Jing, meet the Seventh Prince!"

Walking to Hong Qigong's side, although Guo Jing had doubts in his heart, he still greeted respectfully first.

"Alas, I said, when has this been, and is it still a false etiquette with you Qigong?"

Seeing Guo Jing like this, Hong Qigong was slightly dissatisfied, and then pulled him up, and the corners of his mouth curled:

"Jing'er, this time, your seventh prince has mobilized 10,000 beggar gang disciples to come over, and at this moment, I am afraid that he has already joined up with the beggar gang disciples in the city."

Guo Jing looked overjoyed when he heard this: "Great, Master, with this 10,000 beggars helping disciples to join, even if he wants to attack, he won't be able to attack it for a while!" ”

"As the saying goes, if we hold for a long time, we will lose, even if we have reinforcements from these 10,000 beggar disciples, we can only defend passively, and we will be consumed by Brother Meng a little bit of strength, and the strategy of retreating from the enemy needs to be discussed again!"

Hong Qigong stroked his beard, followed by a glance around, and said to Guo Jing in a deep voice.

"Hmm, what do you think of the Seventh Prince?"

Guo Jing's eyebrows moved, and he hurriedly asked Hong Qigong, who was smiling.

"It's not appropriate to talk about it here, come, come to your house and talk about it."

A smile appeared on Hong Qigong's face, and then he turned around and took Guo Jing towards the city.

Guo Jing hurriedly followed behind, the two of them walked all the way, and soon arrived in Guo's mansion, Guo Jing didn't have time to wonder, Hong Qigong clapped his hands, and a beggar helped the disciples carry a few wooden boxes and walked in.

"Let's go, go to your backyard!"

Seeing a few boxes, Hong Qigong nodded with satisfaction, followed by closing the courtyard door behind him, and pulled Guo Jing to the backyard.

Then Hong Qigong retreated from the maids, leaving only a few disciples of the core of the beggar gang in place, and then opened the more than 20 wooden boxes that he brought with him, Guo Jing looked at it, his expression was suddenly shocked, and he hurriedly looked up at Hong Qigong.

Hong Qigong smiled, then put his mouth to Guo Jing's ear, and lowered his voice: "This time, your Qigong came back from traveling south and north, and brought you fifty divine arm bows!" ”

Twenty-five wooden boxes, two divine arm bows in one wooden box!

Take the squirt as the body, the sandalwood as the bow, the iron as the head of the Dengzi gun, the copper as the horse's face and teeth, and the hemp rope as the string. The body of the bow is three feet two inches, the string length is two feet and five inches, the arrow feather is several inches long, shoots more than 340 steps, and enters the elm wood half-pipe.

If Fang Yuan didn't do it, in this era, this divine arm bow of the Song Dynasty would be the top weapon on the earth!

"Qigong, where did you get such a sharp weapon as the Divine Arm Bow?"

Guo Jing looked at these divine arm bows, a look of excitement appeared in his expression, and then he asked Hong Qigong suspiciously.

As Guo Jing said, the Divine Arm Bow is a divine weapon, Hong Qigong traveled south and north alone, where did he get so many valuable weapons?

"Hey, when it comes to this, it's all Fang Yuan's help, one of his subordinates is named Ximen Qing, who has become the emperor of the soil over there, this time I don't know why, after hearing that I am coming to Xiangyang, I directly gave it to the old man These divine soldiers!"

Hong Qigong shook his head and said with a somewhat happy expression.

"I'm ashamed to say that the old man has only gained more than ten handfuls after going south and north for half his life, but this little-known little Haoqiang can actually take out forty!"

Hong Qigong turned to sigh with emotion, and he didn't know what it was like for a while.

Guo Jing nodded clearly, but then scratched his head, but he remembered the black Mongolian army stationed outside the city: "Master, there are so many Mongolian troops, even if you have these divine arms and bows, it will be ......."

"Master's consciousness is to let us, the martial arts masters, with the Divine Arm Bow, launch another surprise attack on that iron man Meng Ge!"

Huang Rong walked in from the gate of the backyard, and as she spoke, her expression was full of smiles when she looked at the divine arm bow on the ground.

"But we just organized a sneak attack last night, and if we sneak attack here, they're just afraid that they already have precautions!"

Guo Jing frowned and couldn't help but say.

"Even if they have defense, can they guard against the power of these fifty divine arm bows, just wound Na Meng Ge, and the Mongol army will go by itself."

As soon as Guo Jing's words fell, the resourceful Huang Rong spoke again, Guo Jing blinked, and when he was hesitating, Hong Qigong stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "This danger is worth taking!" ”

"Brother Jing doesn't have to go, you have to stay in this dispatch, with this divine arm bow in hand, just let the other masters take it!"

Seeing that Guo Jing's expression seemed to be a little loose, Huang Rong hurriedly added.

"No, it's precisely because of these divine arms and bows that I have to follow to ensure that nothing goes wrong!"

Guo Jing shook his head, and Huang Rong bit her lips, but she had to stop talking.

"Hehe, what are you afraid of, first get through the day, and wait until the evening, your seventh prince will accompany your brother Jing together!"

Seeing Huang Rong's appearance, Hong Qigong couldn't help but laugh and said jokingly.

"Uncle Seventh is right, hurry up and take the brothers to have some food, and when it is past noon, I am afraid that they will attack again, and if it goes on like this, I am afraid that tomorrow will be a decisive battle."

Guo Jing came back to his senses and hurriedly ordered Huang Rong to distribute food to the city defense army and take the opportunity to rest.

"Guo Jing is right, if the city can't be broken, we will definitely not withdraw the troops, we just need to carry it through the day, and at night, I will accompany Jing'er to set off to fight the thief!"

Hong Qigong stood beside him and nodded cautiously.