In the early morning of the next day, as soon as the sky was bright, Yang Guo was already standing under the city wall, yesterday Xue Ping had sent the spies of the Rat Hall to find out the movement of the Mongolian army, the enemy was ready, and there was a possibility of attacking the city at any time, speaking of which, this was the first time he participated in this kind of large-scale war, and his heart was inevitably a little nervous, so he simply stayed on Xiangyang City all night without closing his eyes.

The commander of the city defense this time is not Yang Guo, no matter how smart he is, he can't know everything about things he hasn't seen, in addition to tricks, the distribution of the team formation of this real battle, defending the city or opening the city to face the battle, whether it is the analysis of the battle situation, or the coping strategy of the battle situation, he is just a little white, compared to him, Xue Ping is indeed the most suitable person, after all, Xiangyang City, who has followed Huang Rong to guard Xiangyang City for so five or six years, knows a little more or less, and the soldiers also obey him, the battle between the two armies is not child's play, Yang Guo is not allowed to play prestige alone, and he should still let go。

At this time, Xue Ping came with a group of generals in Xiangyang City, Lu Youjiao of the beggar gang and a few elders, and Xiaolongnu was left in the Pinxian Residence by Yang Guo, fortunately, she didn't know the cruelty of this battlefield, and she had not experienced such a large-scale fight.

"Childe, you better wear a pair of armor to defend yourself! The sword has no eyes, in case it hurts you, what is good. "Xue Ping, except for the beggar disciples, all wore a thick armor, after all, no matter how high the kung fu is, they are also afraid of kitchen knives, the battle of tens of thousands of people, it is difficult to keep a time when they are not checked, they have an extra layer of protection on their bodies, and they are also an extra life, who is like Yang Guo, dressed in a white shirt, how can this go to the battlefield, if it is said that it is almost like participating in the poetry meeting, and there is a jade flute pinned to his waist, if it is not for everyone to see his strength, otherwise I really think he is here to fool around.

"I don't need any of this, but the brothers of the beggar gang are dressed in thin clothes, and they are not easily injured when they start a fight. Yang Guo was a little puzzled, he was covered in copper skin and iron bones, and ordinary swords could not hurt him, but how could the disciples of this beggar gang have this kind of kung fu, even a few seven-bag elders were wearing tattered clothes, if they went to war, I am afraid that half of the ten would not be able to come back!

Lu Youjiao chatted with Yang Guo very well the night before, and at this moment, seeing that he would care about his old beggars, he couldn't help but be greatly moved, so he said: "Thank you for your concern, these beggars of ours are more or less able to do some martial arts, and it doesn't matter if they don't wear this armor." ”

Hearing this, the generals of Xiangyang City on the side couldn't help but bow their heads and were silent, Yang Guo immediately understood, and said secretly: "It seems that this emperor has really done it, the beggars helped the disciples to risk their lives to help defend the city, and even refused to prepare a set of armor for him to go to the battlefield.

"Xue Ping, since no one wants to pay this money, then our firm will pay out of our own pocket to buy a set of military uniforms for the brothers of the beggar gang that can go to the battlefield, and we must be fully armed. "Among the beggars, there are many benevolent and righteous people, otherwise they would not appear in Xiangyang City, if they are allowed to wear tattered clothes to fight the enemy, then the casualty rate is so large, since they have encountered it, they can't sit idly by, for him, as long as it can be solved with silver, it is not a matter.

"Yes, Childe. Xue Ping responded.

"The official is very gracious, Lu Youjiao thanked the five thousand brothers of the beggar gang in advance, but in the future, I will go to the soup and the fire!" Lu Youjiao was overjoyed, and bowed to Yang Guo, since Yang Guo opened his mouth, he would never say it casually, if this move is successful, it will greatly reduce the casualty rate of the brothers in the gang on the battlefield, this is undoubtedly a life-saving grace, how to repay it.

The rest of the Seven Bags Elders also looked at each other, their faces were happy, Yang Guo's move was indeed a great favor to the beggar gang, and he was worthy of being a young chivalrous warrior praised by the Huang Gang leader back then, with unparalleled benevolence and righteousness, and no one among his peers could stand out.

The heads of the generals of Xiangyang City were lowered, and compared to Yang Guo, they were really ashamed of themselves. In fact, as soldiers, how can they not be grateful for the efforts of the beggars over the years, but it is a pity that they have no right to interfere with the whereabouts of these silvers, and when they repeatedly reported to the appeasement envoy Lu Wenhuan, they were always prevaricated by him for various reasons.

"Why hasn't Lord Lu come yet? Yang Guo naturally will not despise these generals because of this, after all, they can't help themselves, it is not easy for them to insist on staying in this Xiangyang City, do the things that are done, how can they complain about the things that are extraordinary, just after looking for such a circle, Yang Guo didn't see Lu Wenhuan's figure, and he couldn't say that the Mongols were about to attack the city, as the pacification ambassador of a city, why didn't he come to the city wall to supervise the battle.

For a while, the generals of Xiangyang City were silent, no one could reply to Yang Guo, of course, the beggar gang didn't know, it was good for them to take care of themselves, how could they have the leisure to care about the pus-filled appeasement, or Xue Ping whispered in Yang Guo's ear: "Hui Gongzi, then Lu Wenhuan is estimated to have not gotten out of bed at this hour, and he can usually be seen at three poles in the sun, usually at this time, Guo Daxia and Huang Gang Leader will not wait for him, and directly discuss combat matters with the soldiers and the elders of the beggar gang." ”

"Hmph! It's all at this time, and he can still sleep, so I don't care about him. Yang Guo snorted coldly, ignored it anymore, and glanced at the Mongolian army that was attacking Xiangyang City dozens of miles outside the city, Yang Guo led everyone straight to the back of the city wall, and said loudly to the soldiers and five thousand beggars in the city: " Today, the Mongols took advantage of the absence of Guo Daxia and the Huang gang leader to invade my Xiangyang City, I Zhang Wuji is not talented, there is no Guo Daxia's strong martial arts, and there is no Huang Gang's majestic strategy, only this enthusiasm, fighting side by side with you, the determination to go to the national disaster, I will ask, the Mongols are menacing, are you afraid?" Yang Guo used Zhang Wuji's name, after all, there are still a few people who know that Zhang Wuji is Yang Guo, compared to the previous one, the latter pseudonym is more known by the soldiers of Xiangyang City.

"Don't be afraid, not afraid, not afraid!"

As soon as the soldiers heard that this young man turned out to be Zhang Wuji, they immediately shouted, if you want to talk about Yang Guo, they probably don't know much, but if you want to say Zhang Wuji, then everyone really knows, that is a prodigy known as the reincarnation of Xiao Zhuge , borrowing the law from the sky, a gust of poisonous wind annihilated the 30,000 vanguard army of Mongolia without a single soldier, and the Mongolian Khan who was directly frightened ran back to the desert, and did not dare to invade Xiangyang for several years, this is all the credit of the one in front of him, although I don't know why it is not the command of Guo Jing and Huang Rong and his wife, but with Zhang Wuji, they are also the Mongolians who did not panic at all。

"Very good! You are all good sons of my Great Song Dynasty, my heroes of Xiangyang City, with your efforts, we will win this battle!" Looking at the soldiers below who are so cooperative, heroic and heroic, Yang Guo couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart, such a military appearance is worthy of being a heroic division that has blocked the Mongolian army for decades and cannot attack, even if Guo Jing and Huang Rong have the help of the art of war in the "Wu Mu Testament", but without such a group of soldiers who are not afraid of death, it is useless.

"We will win! We will win! We will win!"

Although Yang Guo doesn't know how to make any grandiose words, as long as his voice can reach the ears of no soldier, because he has a trace of the effect of the Soul Shifting Dafa in his voice, not to control them, but to mobilize the passion in their hearts. In fact, Yang Guo is a bit too much this time, just because he is Zhang Wuji, it is enough to make the soldiers fanatical about it, under Huang Rong's intentional creation, although Zhang Wuji's name is not as good as Guo Jing, but it is also the belief in the hearts of the people of Xiangyang City, but Yang Guo has never mentioned it to him along the way, and he naturally does not know how famous Zhang Wuji is.

"Today, I should fight with you in Mongolia, charge at the forefront, and hand over the command of the battle to Mr. Xue, and ask all of you brothers to obey the order to fight against Mongolia together, so that these Mongolian Tartars can take a good look at the skills of our Great Song Men. Yang Guo shouted this voice, full of energy, and he could hear it clearly from miles away, plus he blessed the Soul Transfer Dafa in it, which made all the soldiers echo loudly for a while, and tens of thousands of people shouted in unison, how loud the momentum was, and only made people listen to the blood surging.

Following Yang Guo, Xue Ping also said something about the deployment of the battle, as well as the distribution of the responsibilities of the generals, and the arrangements were appropriate, no matter how big or small, but Yang Guo couldn't help but look at him well, and said in his heart: "This person can really be of great use, and he is worthy of being recommended by Xiao Ju." ”

After everything was arranged, Yang Guo returned to the city wall with Xue Ping, while the others were in their places and waiting to be sent.

After such a delay, the Mongols were less than ten miles away from Xiangyang City, or they could reach the city in less than a stick of incense, and then it would be the moment when the real war began.

"Xue Ping, let's start arranging!" Yang Guo said lightly when the Mongolian soldiers had arrived less than two miles below Xiangyang City.

After Xue Ping answered, he said to the soldiers on the city wall: "Archers prepare." ”

"Shoot the arrows!"

Finally, when the Mongol soldiers had already carried the ladder to the bottom of the city less than a mile, Xue Ping let out a loud shout and swung his hand straight ahead, and then the archers all shot a rain of arrows under the city wall.

"Woo~"

At the same time, Yang Guo had already stood on the head of the city and played a solo flute, the sound of the flute was in the ears, the tune was gentle, not hurried, ethereal and long-lasting, making people feel comfortable.

The Mongolians outside the city don't know why this flute sound came, only heard the sound, did not see the person, although the heart felt strange, but could not help but sink for it, between the eyes and the closed, the city of Xiangyang in front of them turned into an illusion, and gradually dispersed.