The next day, at noon.

The sun was no longer as fierce as it used to be, but a little white. The white sunlight struggled to penetrate the thick clouds, sprinkled on the splashing blood flowers, and glowed with a little phosphorescence, like the ghost fire in the Nine Shades Purgatory, which made people's hearts tremble.

When the sky was light, the Mongol army attacked Xiangyang City, and 300,000 elite soldiers were divided into ten teams, each team of more than 30,000 people, and took turns to storm Xiangyang. The Song army was weak, but the Xiangyang soldiers were in the world, whether they fought with swords or rode with bows and horses, they were not under the elite soldiers of the Mongols.

This battle was a whole morning.

Since Genghis Khan, the Mongolian army has conquered the east and west, destroyed the Jin Kingdom and Tibet, expeditioned to the Western Regions, and leaped into Europe.

This time, Meng Ge personally commanded 300,000 male soldiers to attack the city, and he was sure to win Xiangyang at ease, so he naturally rewarded him. The Mongol army, down to ordinary soldiers, up to thousands of commanders and thousands of commanders, all of them were inspired and fought bravely.

The ten Mongolian legions took turns to attack the city, although the Xiangyang Song army was elite, but it could not stand the Mongolian soldiers, and after fighting for two hours, it was grabbed by a Mongolian thousand-man team.

The defenders of Xiangyang were not in a hurry, and suddenly divided into two, and the outward team attacked the Mongolian follow-up siege corps with sharp weapons such as sasswood, rolling stones, and fire oil, while the inner team shot the enemy who landed the city with strong crossbows.

For a time, the rolling stones were like a downpour, overwhelmingly hitting the besieging Mongol army, and several menacing Mongol thousand-man teams were killed in pieces.

The fire oil is like a magic rain, and in the vast area ten miles long and ten zhang wide under Xiangyang City, a death defense line is built. All the Mongolian soldiers who tried to cross the thunder pond were all burned by the fire and cried their fathers and mothers, wolves fled, and those who ran a little slower were all turned into charcoal in the raging fire, becoming heroic heroes who will always live in the hearts of the Mongolian people.

The follow-up reinforcements were blocked, and the more than 1,000 Mongolian soldiers who attacked Xiangyang City became completely alone, surrounded and slashed by the Song army several times their size, and more than half of them were killed and wounded in a short time.

One husband is desperate, and ten people are unstoppable. The Mongol soldiers were fierce and fierce, and at this time they were in a desperate situation, and they were all even more fearless of death, desperately counterattacking, and the casualties of the Song army skyrocketed.

After the 5,000 Song army besieged and killed a Mongolian thousand-man team and killed hundreds of Mongolian soldiers, they paid a heavy price of more than 3,000 dead and wounded, which surprised Guo Jing, and hurriedly led a team of heroes who helped defend Xiangyang to kill them.

This team of Jianghu men, with only more than 200 people, is inconspicuous in the battle of tens of thousands of people attacking and defending. But after this group of strong men flashed out of the crowd, they were invincible, and everywhere they passed, the Mongol soldiers were invincible.

The Mongolian generals who attacked the head of Xiangyang City were all warriors in the army, and it was difficult to have opponents on weekdays.

The Mongol generals, who had only killed and wounded half of the more than 3,000 Song soldiers, were like weak lambs in front of this group of men, without the power to resist, and they were killed cleanly in less than a stick of incense.

If there is a dignified battle in the wilderness, a Mongolian hundred-man team can easily destroy this group of Jianghu men with a few rounds of cavalry shooting. However, fighting in the narrow space of the city, Guo Jing led these good men in the rivers and lakes to take the opportunity to attack and kill, but they were able to take one as ten, like a tiger into a flock, unstoppable, and at the most critical moment, the entire battle situation was reversed in one fell swoop.

The reinforcements were repulsed, the thousand-man team that attacked the city was annihilated, and the morale of the Song army was greatly boosted.

Guo Jing expected that Meng Ge would definitely withdraw his troops to rest and recuperate, and fight again in the coming day, but Meng Ge felt that his face was damaged, and he became angry and angry, and commanded the army to continue to attack the city, with a desperate posture of not giving up if he did not take Xiangyang.

After a morning of fighting, although the Mongol army suffered 10,000 casualties, it was far from the point of breaking the bones for the Mongol Great Khan, who had 300,000 male soldiers. Moreover, the Mongol warriors were numerous, the soldiers were brave by nature, and the death of their comrades not only did not frighten them, but aroused the ferocity in their bones.

Problems such as fatigue and low morale of the soldiers were not considered by Meng Ge at all.

The Mongol soldiers will be injured and tired, but what about the Song army?

Will the Mongol warriors lose their courage? That is a big joke, and no one will believe it even if it is told to a toddler. As the Great Khan of the King of Millions of Warriors, Möngke certainly wouldn't believe this joke that wasn't funny.

In Meng Ge's heart, the warriors of the Great Mongolia can lose their lives, but they will never lose their courage. Morale, for the Mongol warriors, was not a problem at all.

Morale is not a problem, and nothing else is a problem.

Grain and grass are naturally not a problem, tens of millions of stones and grains and grass are piled up like mountains, stretching into peaks, enough for 300,000 warriors to eat for a few months. Siege equipment is not a problem, don't you see dozens of artillery pieces there.

At the critical moment, the city was bombarded indiscriminately, and the firepower was fully opened, so as not to worry that those timid and cowardly Lu Wende would not surrender. The chiefs have all descended, and the dragons are gone, even if some people resist, they will fight for their own battles, and what will they do?

As for Guo Jing and other characters in the rivers and lakes who helped defend the city, Meng Ge did not attach too much importance to it, in his opinion, as soon as the city of Xiangyang was broken, this group of rivers and lakes had no support, and under the iron hooves of the army, they would naturally scatter as birds and beasts, and each fled to save his life.

Unlike Kublai Khan, Möngke, as the Great Khan of the Mongols, placed more emphasis on power and military formation. In his opinion, no matter how strong a master of martial arts is, he is just a lone person, how can he be an opponent of thousands of troops? If he wants to resist stubbornly, the army will be crushed into meat sauce everywhere.

Because of this, Meng Ge didn't pay much attention to Guo Jing, the golden sword and horse who was rumored to be a god.

As for Liu Chen, who suddenly became famous, known as the number one master in the rivers and lakes, and the strongest martial artist in ancient times, Meng Ge never took him seriously, thinking that if this person dared to come, he would definitely pierce his heart with arrows and shoot him into a hedgehog, so as to export his evil anger for the Golden Wheel National Master and others who loyally protected him.

Meng Ge was full of confidence and fearlessness, beating the drum and marching, bound to break through Xiangyang City before sunset and smash this hard bone on the road to destroy the Song Dynasty.

300,000 Mongolian elite soldiers at any cost, sacrificing their lives and forgetting their lives to attack, Xiangyang City gradually could not support, half an hour later, the Song army suffered more than 20,000 casualties, nearly one-third of the Song army defending the city. If it goes on like this, the Mongol army will storm for another hour, and the city of Xiangyang will be self-defeating, and hundreds of thousands of people in Xiangyang, I don't know how many people can survive?

Thinking of this, Guo Jing couldn't help but feel sad, and his eyes were a little red.

was grieving, but I heard a long howl rising to the sky, like a long dragon passing through the sky, shaking for ten miles.

Liu Chen's white clothes fluttered, like an immortal Linfan, appeared at the head of Xiangyang City, and smiled at Guo Jing and others: "You guys rest here for a while, I'll go and cut off Brother Meng's head and come back." Oh, by the way, remember to warm me a glass of the best wine, I'll be back for a drink. ”

Before the words fell, Liu Chen stepped out, the city wall more than ten meters high, under his feet like walking on the ground, fluttering and leaping one step at a time, the breeze and white clouds were ethereal, and the void was integrated, and when it landed, it was lighter than a dead leaf, and the dust was not visible.

Liu Chen's body suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already ten miles away, in front of the Mongol army. Slowly walked towards Meng Ge's handsome tent.

Although they were separated by several miles, Liu Chen's gaze was like an electric dragon breaking through the sky, breaking the boundaries of time and space, completely unaffected by the distance, and directly seeing Meng Ge's heart.

The powerful and incomparable spiritual power permeates the four fields, enveloping a radius of ten miles, like the will of the gods, which is irresistible.

Meng Ge felt cold all over his body, only to feel as if he was in the boundless ocean, although there were hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers around him to protect him, but he was like a deep ocean, facing the primeval beast alone, without the slightest sense of security.

Finally, the hand-to-hand battle was met.

Liu Chen grabbed it with his right hand, grabbed a long sword from nowhere, and waved out the sword qi of the Dao that was sweeping across the sky and the earth.

Sword energy, indestructible!

Everywhere they passed, swords, swords, halberds, crossbows, arrows, and artillery were all smashed to pieces. The sword danced, overbearing, like an evil dragon turning over the river, like a dragon pouring into the sea, stirring up the void into a monstrous wave, rolling up a black tornado that connected the sky and the earth, and twisting the people and things that were blocked in front of them into the most primordial particles.

Hum, Liu Chen flicked the long sword, arousing a burst of Qingyue sword roar, he smiled indifferently, his clear voice resounded in all directions, and he walked leisurely and said: "I have a sword, but I can cut off the head of the Son of Heaven." Möngke Khan, you are fortunate enough to try your edge today, and you should have no regrets in death. ”

The Mongolian warriors are as fierce as tigers and as brave as lions, and they don't know how many sinister and bloody battles they have experienced, even if they are swords and seas of fire, they will not frown. But under the power of Liu Chen's gods and demons, the Mongolian iron horseman, who shook the world with his courage and ferocity, entered an unprecedented panic, like a lamb in front of a tiger, trembling and fearful.

Meng Ge was shocked, and hurriedly dispatched the most elite Heavenly Wolf guards around him, with the most powerful bow and crossbow in the army, to shoot at Liu Chen's ten thousand arrows.

More than 10,000 of the most elite condor archers, armed with strong bows and crossbows, thousands of arrows, the bow shook the sky in an instant, and the arrows were like flying locusts.

Arrows fill the sky, covering the sky and the sun, no matter how strong your martial arts are, King Kong, who has been tempered thousands of times, even if you are not shot dead on the spot, you will be crushed to death by the strength attached to thousands of arrows.

Liu Chen let out a long laugh and groaned: "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming." The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles......"

When he recited "Zhao Keman Hu Ying", the rain of black arrows shot in the air suddenly stopped, neither rushing forward nor falling, as if it was supported by an invisible force, just unmoving, quietly hanging in the air.

Tens of thousands of arrows lie horizontally in the air, like a canopy covering ten miles, completely covering the white sunlight of the forest, casting a huge inky black shadow on the wide field, giving people a sense of urgency that Mount Tai is overpowering.

When he chanted "the silver saddle shines on the white horse", the golden light in the purple mansion churned, and the spiritual power turned into a golden dragon, breaking through the air, shaking his head and tail, gathering the arrows that filled the sky and the earth, and merging them into one, forming a thousand-zhang arrow dragon with a hard metallic luster.

The dragon swooped down towards the Mongol formation. The arrows broke through the air, the wind was fierce, and the sky feather arrows shot back with a pole ten times better than before. The long arrow pierced the chest, and the person was killed immediately, and in a few moments, the Mongol army lost 10,000 people.

Wiped out more than 10,000 elite soldiers with a wave of his hand, this kind of divine might, so that the Mongolian elite soldiers known for their bravery were cold, although no one dared to flee without permission due to the military order, but no one dared to approach Liu Chen half a step.

Liu Chen further, hundreds of thousands of Mongolian soldiers took a step back, this situation is deeply imprinted in the hearts of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Xiangyang City, and the memory is still fresh for a lifetime, and there will be no need to forget it for a moment.

When Liu Chen recited "sassy like a meteor", he had already appeared in front of Meng Ge, and when his sleeves were waved, dozens of Mongolian masters and more than a thousand heavenly wolf guards who stepped forward to rescue him flew all over the sky, and the meridian bones were shattered.

When Liu Chen said, "Kill one person in ten steps", the sword blade passed through the air, and he had already cut off the level of the Great Khan of Mongolia. When he chanted "Thousands of miles do not stay", he had returned to Xiangyang City and drank all the warm wine.

Warm wine kills the king!

Before a glass of fine wine cooled, Liu Chen killed hundreds of thousands of Mongolian strong troops and took the head of the Mongolian Great Khan, but his body was unstained, without a trace of blood, and he was still dressed in white and extremely chic.

Suddenly the heavens and the earth fell silent.

Inside and outside the city, the Song army and the Mongolian army, hundreds of thousands of people, millions of eyes condensed on the white-clothed young man. The sun is empty, and he is so majestic and unattainable.

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