Chapter 87 Three Thousand Miles of Iron and Blood, How Many People Are Wrapped in Horses?
"Damn! How anxious is this Mongolian Khan to capture Xiangyang City, and he even has to fight at night!"
Seeing that the lights outside the city were bright, and the rows of torches illuminated the inside and outside of Xiangyang City as if it were day, Zhang San kicked down a Mongolian teenager fiercely, and couldn't help but complain secretly!
At this time, a middle-aged man dressed as an official ran towards Guo Jing with an earthy face, and shouted from afar: "Guo ...... Guo Daxia, I can't hold it, let's ...... Let's get out of the city and retreat!"
When Guo Jing heard this, he was extremely surprised, and turned around and shouted: "Why did the appeasement envoy say this? Xiangyang is here, we are here, Xiangyang is dead, we are dead!"
Huang Rong, who was fighting on the side, was even more anxious in his eyes, if the appeasement envoy really ordered the troops to retreat, the army's heart would be shaken, so Xiangyang City would be broken immediately, so he stepped forward with his sword and threatened: "If you say again to abandon the city and retreat, I will stab three transparent holes in your body first!"
"Presumptuous!"
The soldiers who followed behind the pacification envoy immediately shouted loudly and were about to step forward to stop them.
Seeing this, Guo Jing shouted loudly: "Everyone is here to serve the country and kill the enemy, if there is infighting, what kind of man is it?"
The soldiers had always respected Guo Jing, and when they heard his majestic shout, they were immediately ashamed, so they responded in unison, each holding a sword, and rushed to the city wall to resist the enemy.
The long sword of cold light was pressed in front of him, and the soldiers did not listen to him, and the middle-aged appeasement made him look confused, and in desperation, he didn't dare to say more, and his legs trembled and retreated to the side.
Because of the injury, the old naughty boy Zhou Botong did not make a move, only watched the battle from the sidelines, and when he saw the pacifying envoy retreating to his side, he immediately squeezed his eyebrows and said: "Little doll, if you are afraid of lying down, so safe, will you, come and teach you." "After speaking, I will show him a demonstration, and I will be so ashamed that I will be ashamed, and I will not leave, nor will I stay!
"Hahahaha! Senior Zhou don't laugh at him anymore, beware of him wetting his pants, everyone won't look good at that time!"
Zhang San listened to the great joy, and for a while, he was murderous, and his sword qi burst into succession, and he suddenly swept through the city wall for dozens of meters, killing the Mongolian soldiers like dumplings, and fell straight to the city wall.
"Good swordsmanship, good sword!"
Seeing this, Zhou Botong praised loudly, and immediately left the pacification envoy behind, stepped forward and said: "Zhang San little doll, what kind of swordsmanship are you? You must teach it to me after the war, otherwise I won't be able to sleep tonight." ”
"Well said! No problem!"
Zhang San replied with a smile: "The younger generation also admires the left-right fighting skills of the seniors!"
When the war was being paid, the heroes who followed Zhang San into the city also went up to the city tower, Zhang San laughed when he saw this: "The brothers came just in time, let's work harder, fight to the death, the Tartar soldiers will definitely not be able to support it!"
"Brother Zhang is right, brothers, let's go!"
For a while, all the heroes responded one after another, slashing and killing the Mongolian soldiers who climbed the tower.
Finally, the attacking team was finally repulsed, and all the Mongol soldiers were driven off the city wall, but it was not long before several more Mongol troops arrived at the city.
Seeing that the Mongols did not retreat, and the soldiers defending the city were exhausted, Guo Jing frowned, and secretly said that it was not a way to go on like this, so he asked his son-in-law Yeluqi to lead a thousand beggars to help his disciples, 3,000 officers and soldiers, a total of 4,000 people, out of the city to fight, but he didn't want to be trapped by 20,000 enemy troops, Guo Jing was helpless, and decided to capture the thief first, and rashly killed a team of men and horses to the place where the Mongol Great Khan was standing.
In the dark, the gate of Xiangyang City was wide open, a team of light horsemen instantly killed out of the city, Guo Jing was in front, guarding Huang Laoxie and Zhang San on the left and right, the three of them formed a sharp knife, leading this team of light horses to kill into the Mongol military formation, for a time the sword light reflected the torches, like thousands of silver snakes flashing, it was really a good kill!
The Mongol Khan Meng Ge was complacent, seeing that the resistance of the city wall was gradually sluggish, thinking that the Song army could not hold on, and was waiting to be ordered to increase the offensive, when he suddenly heard a shout of the front army, a group of Song troops galloped to the hillock, and quickly killed this side, and was immediately shocked, and hurriedly ordered the escort soldiers to release arrows to block.
Meng Ge was condescending, looking around, I saw that there were three people in the Song army who were extremely brave, very powerful, especially the generals who led the army, and they were even more powerful, only to see him holding two spears in his hands, rushing left and right in the battle array, unstoppable, and the feather arrows shot at him like raindrops, but he pushed them away one by one, and he couldn't hurt him at all!
Meng Ge was shocked, turned around and asked left and right, only then did he know that it was the golden sword horse of the year, the expedition to the Western Regions General Guo Jing Guo face-to-face, and suddenly lost his voice and exclaimed, and ordered to the left and right: "Who can kill Guo Jing, reward ten thousand taels of gold!"
Under the heavy reward, there will be brave men, and for a time all the Mongolian generals swarmed forward and killed the Song army.
Until now, Zhang San has long been exhausted, and his internal strength has also been squandered, seeing that the situation is critical, and he can't rush to the hillock, and now dozens of Mongolian generals are coming, and he immediately slashed down the enemy generals in front of him, and shouted in a hurry.
"Guo Daxia, shoot Daxu!" If you don't open your mouth at this time, it will be really difficult to wait for the Mongolian generals to surround you.
Hearing this, Guo Jing didn't have to think about it, waved his gun to open several enemy soldiers beside him, bent his bow and arrows, and shot an arrow towards the hill in an instant.
This arrow was castrated very fast, like thunder and lightning, and the guards were shocked, thinking that Guo Jing was going to assassinate the Great Khan, and suddenly the two centurions dodged in front of Meng Ge, and they didn't want to poof, but the long arrow had already passed through a guard and shot down the big bow next to him!
Seeing this momentum, Meng Ge's face changed greatly for a while, and he hurriedly ordered all his relatives to support him, and hurriedly retreated from the hillock.
Huang Rong saw it clearly at the head of the city, and was immediately overjoyed, and ordered: "Everyone shout quickly, say that the Mongolian Great Khan is dead!"
When the sergeants heard this, they immediately shouted with joy: "The Great Khan of Mongolia is dead, the Great Khan of Mongolia is dead!"
The Mongolian officers and soldiers heard the shouting, and looked back one after another, and sure enough, they did not see the Great Khan's Great Khan, but only said that the Great Khan had really died, and suddenly the army's morale was in turmoil, and the soldiers had no fighting spirit, and they retreated one after another.
The Song army saw the cheapness, and for a while they went out of the city to chase and kill, for a while you chased me and fled, and when the Mongols completely retreated, it was already the morning of the next day, and this battle lasted for twelve hours, only to see the yellow sand soaked in blood in the four fields, the corpses piled up like a mountain, and the broken guns were broken countless times, stretching for dozens of miles.
When Guo Jing, Zhang San, and Huang Laoxie led people into the city, Xiangyang City was already full of crying sounds, and for a while the mother cried for her son, and the wife cried for her husband, and the huge Xiangyang City fell into a sea of sorrow.
Although the Mongol soldiers lost more than 40,000 losses in this battle, the defenders of Xiangyang also suffered more than 20,000 casualties.
Guo Jing, who was still a little happy because of the big victory, Zhang San and Huang Laoxie suddenly felt silently sad.
"Let's go!"
Guo Jing patted Zhang San on the shoulder and sighed: "Have a good rest for a day, after this battle, the Mongols will not give up!"
"Hmm!"
War is indeed the greatest tragedy in the history of mankind!
Zhang San shook his head, was speechless for a while, and silently followed......
(End of chapter)