The Mongolian soldiers under the city shot arrows randomly, Hong Qigong grabbed the rope with his right hand, and danced his clothes like a shield with his left hand, blocking all the feather arrows. Zhu Ziliu alternated his hands and pulled Hong Qigong higher and higher. Seeing that Hong Qigong was only two zhang away from the city, the Mongolian soldiers suddenly shot two arrows at the city. An arrow was shot into the middle of the rope, and the feather arrow was up and down from Hong Zhu and the others, and the two could not stop each other. Another arrow was strong and shot towards Hong Qigong. These two arrows were extremely urgent, and the archers obviously had extremely deep internal strength.

Hearing only the sound of "pop", an arrow above had already shot the rope in two, Hong Qigong returned his hand to push away the arrow below, and his body fell towards the city. Yang Ying suddenly grabbed the half-cut rope in Zhu Ziliu's hand with his left hand and threw himself into the city. Zhu Ziliu hurriedly lowered the rope down, and Yang Ying grabbed Hong Qigong's arm with his right hand. Zhu Ziliu used his arms again and threw the rope over his head. Hong Qigong and Yang Ying drew a circle in mid-air, and flew into the air like two big birds and landed on the city wall.

After Hong Qigong and Yang Ying stood firm on the city wall, Zhu Ziliu threw the rope off the city wall again. At this time, the rope was a little shorter, and it was more than a zhang long from the ground. Zhou Botong jumped up, grabbed the rope, and Zhu Ziliu hurriedly pulled up. The masters of the Mongol army shot feather arrows with beaded arrows, some shot Zhu Ziliu, some shot Zhou Botong, and some shot ropes. Zhu Ziliu threw the rope to the side and swung Zhou Botong away, and Zhou Botong and the rope avoided the Lianzhu arrow. The feather arrow shot at Zhu Ziliu himself was flicked by Yeluqi with his finger, and the arrow fell diagonally down the city.

After Zhu Ziliu pulled Zhou Botong up the city wall, he threw the rope under the city. Guo Jing said: "Xiang Shaoxia, you go up first!" Xiang Yan said: "Also."

It's General Guo, go up first! I have armor, and the Tartar can't hurt me, so it's okay to hold on a little longer. The general is flesh and blood, so it's better to go up first. Guo Jing said: "Okay." You also go up as soon as possible. ”

Guo Jing jumped up and grabbed the rope, and the Mongol army fired arrows at Guo Jing and Xiang Yan. Xiang Yan suddenly felt a burst of shock, and then two feather arrows shot through the armor and hit Xiang Yan. Fortunately, the armor is of good quality, and Xiang Yan's "Dragon Yin Iron Cloth Shirt" is also practiced well, and the two arrows are not deep in the flesh, and the injuries are not serious.

Xiang Yan was surprised in his heart: "Can anyone shoot through armor of this quality?" There were two masters who shot Hong Qigong and Zhou Botong before, but what are you two doing when you two don't shoot Guo Jing but come to shoot me? Guo Jing has climbed half of the city wall, and if you don't stop Guo Jing, Guo Jing will run away. ”

Xiang Yan hurriedly used the "Breath Gong" to think about a way to escape, but before Xiang Yan could come up with a way, Xiang Yan hit several arrows in a row. Although Xiang Yan could sense the danger, his body couldn't avoid it - Xiang Yan's skills were not agile enough, but now that he was wearing such heavy armor, his movements were even more sluggish.

Seeing Xiang Yan hit arrows one after another, Guo Jing suddenly let go of the rope and fell to the city, came to Xiang Yan's side and grabbed Xiang Yan's arm, jumped up again and grabbed the rope. The two of them each stretched out a hand to grab the rope, and Guo Jing resisted the feather arrows for the two, and Xiang Yan felt a little at ease. When Zhu Ziliu pulled Guo Jing and Xiang Yan halfway up the city wall, the rope suddenly broke with a "snap", and the two fell down the city again. The Mongol soldiers took the opportunity to shoot arrows at the two, but Xiang Yan was shot with another arrow.

Guo Jing, Hong Qigong, Zhou Botong and other martial arts are strong because they have deep internal strength, if they use special means

Absorbing or sealing their internal strength, they are not much stronger than ordinary Mongolian soldiers. And Xiang Yan is from a body refining background, even if he has no internal strength like when he met Zhao Min and Wan Yanping, Xiang Yan's own physical strength alone is not something that ordinary Mongolian soldiers can deal with.

No matter how deep the internal force is, it has nothing to do with the weight of the person, and the muscles are naturally developed when the physical strength is strong. Xiang Yan's weight itself was much heavier than Guo Jing and the others, and he wore an armor weighing dozens of catties, but the rope could not bear the weight of the two of them, and it broke directly.

Xiang Yan quickly weighed the situation after landing: "The existing rope has been broken twice, it is already very short, it is unknown whether Guo Jing can catch the rope, but with his light skills, he will definitely not be able to grasp the rope." The only way to pull me up is to replace it with a thicker rope. It's just that if you want to replace the rope, it's not something that you can do in a while, right? For no reason, who will put a few more ropes at the head of the city? But the feather arrow in my body has proved that I will definitely not be able to avoid the cold arrow of the Mongolian master, but I am afraid that before the people in the city can throw down the rope again to save me, I will be shot to death by the Mongolian master. ”

Xiang Yan said to Guo Jing: "General Guo, it's not a way for us to stay here and be a target for the Tartars, let's rush over and fight the Tartars!" ”

In today's situation, if I stay where I am and target those two Mongolian masters, I don't know how Guo Jing will be, and I probably won't survive. Only by rushing into the formation of the Mongol army and taking the cover of ordinary Mongol soldiers, so that the two Mongol masters had scruples and did not dare to release cold arrows - anyway, ordinary Mongol soldiers could not hurt me, so I could survive by waiting for the people on the city wall to throw the ropes again.