The train was still humming, but the people on the train were asleep.

After a day of tossing, they are already exhausted and just want a good rest.

And Zhao Mengfu also sat on the seat with a sleepy face, wearing a coat, after a night of hard work, the picture scroll in front of him had been completed, but he was extremely tired, so he fell asleep here.

"Woo......"

A sharp whistle suddenly startled Zhao Mengfu.

He shook his body, quickly opened his eyes, looked out of the window, but saw the mountains in the distance undulating, a round of rising sun jumped out of the sky, sprinkled thousands of red glow.

Under the red glow, thousands of jungles swayed endlessly, like a sea of fire, and in the midst of the fire, there was a small city towering in it. On the head of the city made of bluestone, there are mottled white marks, which are left by swords and guns for thousands of years, and have not disappeared so far, which makes this ancient city a little more smoky.

"I didn't expect this to be in Tongchuan?"

Zhao Mengfu only felt shocked.

Tongchuan and Chang'an are about 200 miles apart, and it takes four or five days to reach them on weekdays, but he only arrived at this city after only one day and night, which shows the strength of the railway.

Now that you have arrived in Tongchuan, Yan'an Mansion is also close at hand.

When the train stopped, the laborers who had been preparing for a long time in the vicinity went out to bring down the grain on the train and transport it to the granary that had already been built.

Zhao Mengfu also took a group of people down from the train together, but he came down resolutely, and immediately saw that Tongchuan was heavily guarded, and there were patrol soldiers everywhere, and the atmosphere was tense, which also made Zhao Mengfu, a noble son who had lived in the greenhouse for a long time, feel a trace of gunsmoke.

"Sergeant, I wonder if you can tell me why this place is so tight?"

Looking for a non-commissioned officer, Zhao Mengfu asked directly.

The man replied, "Don't you know? Just three days ago, the Mongol general Boyan came with his army, but fortunately with the help of General Wang Zhu, he was able to defeat him. ”

"Mongolia, how dangerous is the war?"

Zhao Mengfu chuckled in his heart, it was coolest in the early morning, but he felt sweaty on his forehead.

The man said: "Otherwise, why would the whole city be under martial law?" Seeing that countless soldiers were gathering with loaded guns and ammunition in the distance, he became nervous again, and replied directly: "Don't say it, I have to meet quickly." After that, after throwing off Zhao Mengfu, he ran towards the city in the distance.

Zhao Mengfu didn't know what to do next, so he had to stand in place.

"Your Highness, get out of the way!"

At this moment, the guard beside him suddenly stood up, pulling Zhao Mengfu and rolling directly to the side!

"Boom!"

The place where he stood was suddenly covered by a ball of fire.

Among the three hundred guards he brought, more than a dozen people were immediately taken away by this fireball, their bodies were mutilated, their flesh and blood were blurred, and even if they were wearing armor, they did not protect themselves.

"This, this is artillery?"

Looking at the corpse in the distance with wide eyes, Zhao Mengfu only felt that his stomach was constantly churning, and he vomited out directly with a "wow".

The scene in front of him was too cruel to bear.

"Hey, what are you doing here? Why don't you hurry up and defend the city, and wait for the Mongols to enter the city?"

With a gust of wind, another non-commissioned officer rushed in front of the group.

When he saw that everyone was disgraced, he immediately scolded.

Zhao Mengfu bent his body and asked, "This general, we are not-"

Before he finished speaking, the soldier was already extremely angry, and with a wave of the horsewhip in his hand, he hit Zhao Mengfu on the head with a "snap".

Zhao Mengfu couldn't help it, he cried out "oops", and on his forehead, there was also a bloody mark on the horsewhip.

When the guards around him saw him, they were immediately extremely nervous, and hurriedly protected Zhao Mengfu behind him, and opened his mouth to shout: "Do you know who you just hit?"

The general's eyes widened, and he directly pulled out the pistol on his waist, aimed it at the attendant, and shouted: "Dare to talk back? Believe it or not, I'll kill you right now!"

Being pointed at this pistol, the guards were extremely frightened.

He was not a True Yuan Realm martial artist like Cao Fu, and it was difficult for him to resist the gun, but he thought that Zhao Mengfu was safe behind him, so he supported his body and stood in front.

At this time, Zhao Mengfu pulled the sleeves of the attendant and said in a low voice: "Zhang Mo! Then he straightened up and said to the general, "Here we go!"

"Well, rush to the Yuhua Gate of Dongcheng within a quarter of an hour, if you let the Mongolian army break in, only you ask!"

Although the general felt strange, he was short of troops at the moment, and when he saw someone here, he immediately gave an order.

Although Zhao Mengfu was cold in his vest, he had no choice but to support it and rushed to Yuhua Gate with his group.

"This guy, weak, selfish woman, no manhood at all, where did the body come from?

Seeing everyone rushing to the battlefield, the general muttered, although it was quite strange in his heart, but now that the war was undecided, he didn't have the heart to investigate the origin of the other party, but continued to urge him to get off his horse and run to the next battlefield.

On the other side, Zhang Mo's face was sad, with a little worry: "Your Highness, are we really going to Yuhuamen?"

"You have also heard that the Mongols are attacking urgently, if they let them invade the city. If you don't talk about us, even the people in the gate will suffer!" Zhao Mengfu's expression was gloomy, and he still remembered the dead guards.

In a moment, life is fleeting.

Here, compared with the peaceful and leisurely life scene in Chang'an City, it is really the opposite.

While speaking, the group had arrived at Yuhua Gate.

This place is very remote, because there is a mountain road leading to the bottom of the mountain, because the nearby forest is dense and the ancient trees are towering, and in the past it has always been a necessary place for people in the city to go to the mountains and forests to get firewood.

In order to prevent the Mongols from following this route to attack Tongchuan, the Chifeng army built the Yuhua Gate here to resist the possible invasion of the enemy.

Stepping into this place, Zhao Mengfu saw that this place was extremely quiet and uninhabited, and there was only an urn city standing in the distance, with a few soldiers standing on it, which was sufficient for vigilance.

The nearby houses were empty, and they had long since evacuated the area to escape the fighting.

"Is there really anyone here?"

Zhao Mengfu was suspicious in his heart, and looked around at the surrounding scene.

That Zhang Mao also began to order his subordinates to go to the Urn City, so as to assist the soldiers above in the defense.

But at this moment, several fireballs flashed in the distance.

With a "boom", the urn city was suddenly hit by a fireball, and the bricks and tiles in the sky were thrown into the air together. The people above had no time to dodge, and they were also swept into the fireball, and their bodies were blown to pieces, turning into blood and water, and scattered on the top of everyone's heads.

Zhao Mengfu did not dodge, and was also splashed with this blood.

"Dead, dead again?"

The smell of blood and gunpowder smoke mixed together, drilling into his nose together, and Zhao Mengfu also felt as if his whole person had been stripped naked, so he stayed in a daze, looking at the ruins in the distance.

Three seconds ago, the urn city was still standing there!