"I don't care if they are our compatriots, the hundreds of thousands of people in Xiangyang City and the hundreds of people in the rear are what we need to protect, once they rush into the city, who is responsible for them, kill, kill them all. Lu Wende pointed the long sword in his hand at the city and ordered loudly.

At this time, the people of the Central Plains who were driven away were erecting ladders, and the soldiers kept shooting arrows in their hands to shoot them down the city wall, although the people were unwilling to continue to die, but the scimitar spears in the hands of the Mongolian soldiers behind were constantly stabbed, and these people, who also had no national concept and national consciousness, had to continue to climb and try to open a passage for the Mongolian troops.

"You will kill good people by mistake, we are all people of the Great Song Dynasty, you can't kill the wrong person. Guo Jing said awe-inspiringly.

Lu Wende still let the soldiers shoot arrows, looking ahead without looking back, a trace of pain and entanglement in his eyes was constantly intertwined, but his mouth said mercilessly:

"If you kill the wrong person, you will kill the wrong person, otherwise you are going to bury hundreds of our people for the sake of these thousand people, you see who of them regards themselves as your compatriots, if they still have a little backbone, now you should turn around and kill the Mongols who forced them to die, and see what they are doing?

They would rather die under our swords, but they don't have the courage to fight the Mongols, are you still willing to protect such people and send more people to death?"

Chen Yunfeng heard it from afar, and actually had the same idea as Lu Wende in his heart, it is not advisable to save one person and die a hundred people, especially in war, because a moment of kindness has caused more people to be harmed, which is an act of aiding and abetting;

Glancing at the incompetent Lu Wende in Jin Dashu, maybe his cultural and martial arts are not good, but he can see the power in front of him, compared to Guo Jing, who is only loyal and courageous, he is indeed more suitable to be the chief official of the city.

Chen Yunfeng suddenly smiled, in order to reflect Guo Daxia's righteousness in this book, it is not possible to let Lu Dashuai be stupid at all, Guo Jing shouted:

"Beggar brothers and martial arts heroes, come down with me to save those people. ”

Guo Jing has a great reputation in the martial arts, and he called hundreds of beggars and some heroes to follow, Lei Meng grabbed the long knife and said in a deep voice:

"Chen Shaoxia, let's also go and save those people. ”

Chen Yunfeng drew his heavy sword and smiled faintly, and with a shake of his body, he followed Guo Jing and their team, rushing out from the west gate, this chaotic army soon collided with the Mongolian army, the heavy sword in Chen Yunfeng's hand continued to sweep and slash, and those Mongolian soldiers were killed and crippled.

They came out to block a Mongolian thousand-man cavalry team, Chen Yunfeng was very easy to deal with these soldiers who were not even warriors, their scimitar speed was very fast, but in Chen Yunfeng's eyes, it was extremely slow, he also looked at Guo Jing in the gap, Guo Jing, who only used the fist palm technique, was far less lethal than Chen Yunfeng, but it looked very powerful.

With the impact of the Jianghu team, this thousand-man cavalry team was quickly dispersed, and the people who were forced to attack the city also hurriedly scattered and fled.

Chen Yunfeng has been following the brigade, in addition to killing people, he did not roar and jump, Guo Jing looked at the Mongolian brigade surrounded, a loud roar, both palms kept shooting forward to open a passage to leave, but the Mongolian army under the command of Kublai Khan continued to shrink the encirclement, and even sent four thousand iron cavalry to block the direction of the city gate.

Lei Meng only cut the horse's hooves with a long knife in his hand, and after a burst of indiscriminate chopping, he rushed to Guo Jing's side and shouted: "Guo Daxia, we are surrounded and can't break out." ”

There are about more than 800 martial arts people who rushed out to save people, and in this chaotic battle, at least more than 300 people have become corpses, although the enemy has fallen more than 1,000 people, but in comparison, all the Jianghu people who are fighting on foot have suffered a lot of losses.

Guo Jing grabbed a war horse, grabbed a spear, turned around and shouted, "Form a phalanx and rush back." ”

The disciples of the beggar gang were all trained, and soon formed a phalanx to surround the rest of the people in the middle, Guo Jing pointed the spear in his hand at a group of Mongolian troops blocking the direction of the city gate, rode his horse and stabbed in a burst of chaos, and rushed to the city gate with a brave and strong team.

When the city gate opened the gap of a horse, Guo Jing turned his horse's head and rushed towards the rear team, Chen Yunfeng did not take the initiative to help Guo Jing resist the Mongolian army, he slashed and killed at least thirty or fifty Mongolian soldiers along the way and became his swordsman ghost, anyway, this Guo Jing is not in any danger, and he doesn't need to be too aggressive, this bastard has to be too mixed, and it is not a good thing to be remembered.

Chen Yunfeng entered the city with the brigade, and immediately returned to the city wall, looking at Guo Jing, who killed the Mongolian soldiers majestically on the war horse, he couldn't help but feel a little in his heart, if he wanted to let him go on the horse to fight, it was estimated that he would not be as strong as Guo Jing.

Shaking his head, he continued to keep an eye on the Mongol army, and he saw where Kublai Khan's Great Banner was erected hundreds of meters away, on a wooden platform, Kublai Khan and King Jinlun were pointing at the battlefield.

"It's a pity that I don't know how to shoot, otherwise I would have killed a few more Mongol soldiers. Chen Yunfeng looked at the soldiers who shot arrows and killed the enemy, and thought to himself.

Seeing that the army was killed, it was becoming more and more difficult for Guo Jing to rush left and right, Zhu Ziliu grabbed a long rope and threw it down the city wall, and shouted at Guo Jing:

"Brother Guo, hurry up and grab the rope. ”

Guo Jing turned around and saw that the gate had been closed, and the rest of the people had rushed into the city, the spear in his hand was chopped randomly, blocking the Mongolian soldiers who surrounded him, and with a slap on the saddle, his body flew sideways and fell to the side of the city wall, and he reached out to put on the long rope and rose with Zhu Ziliu's hands constantly retracted.

A dense rain of arrows shot towards Guo Jing, but seeing a robe in Guo Jing's hand turning sharply like a windmill to block the rain of arrows, Chen Yunfeng just looked at this seemingly tense scene, but his eyes were striding out of the Mongolian army, and the iron bow and long arrow in his hand had already caught the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

"Huh" A long arrow slashed through the space of hundreds of meters and shot straight at the long rope, a flying knife in Chen Yunfeng's hand flashed slightly, and the people around him didn't even see him make a move, and a cold light shot directly at the long arrow.

The arrow of the Golden Wheel Dharma King was originally aimed at the long rope, just to avoid being blocked by Zhu Ziliu and Guo Jing, when the long arrow broke through the air, he shot the arrow in his hand again to these two people, he calculated well, this city wall is as high as eight or nine zhang, that is, more than 20 meters high, if it falls from above, even the top master has to be dizzy, when Guo Jing hangs up, Kublai Khan's worries are gone, and it is a great thing for the Mongolian army.