For a day and a half, Lin Langzhao had been in the barracks and never went out, only to hear a burst of heated discussion in the barracks from time to time, until the evening two days later, the discussion had turned into bursts of laughter. The people in the surrounding barracks were all a little worried in their hearts, so they couldn't understand how this group of teenagers could still laugh when they were like this again.

It's just that the marching speed of the Mongolian army also exceeded Guo Jing's expectations, originally Guo Jing estimated that it would take two days at the slowest at the earliest, but who knew that in the afternoon of the next day, he heard the spies of the beggar gang come back to report that the Mongolian army was encamped ten miles outside Xiangyang City, but the multi-day march was not suitable for attacking the city at the moment, so the army repaired, and wanted to attack the city tomorrow.

It was night, the moon and stars were scarce, Lin Langzhao took Mu Chenxuan around the Mongolian army camp for a week, and didn't go back until midnight, but as for what to do, there was no one except the group of teenagers in the barracks.

Early the next morning, when a group of teenagers were still in a dream, they felt that the ground seemed to shake a little, and immediately jumped out one by one, and at this moment Lin Langzhao had already come to everyone with a long sword, looking at the energetic teenager in front of him, Lin Langzhao nodded and said: "You can go to defend the city in the morning, but in the afternoon, you must give me sleep, save my strength and prepare to break his 50,000 army in one fell swoop tonight!"

"Yes, Sword Monarch Senior!"

The heavy sound of trumpets was accompanied by the sound of drums that made the whole body tremble, mixed with the sound of shouts and killings, and the siege of the Mongol army began early in the morning. When Lin Langzhao appeared in the city with thirty teenagers, he saw that Guo Jing and Huang Rong had already appeared in the city to command the battle, but at this moment it was only the tentative stage of the two sides. Although the Mongol army made several tentative attacks, they were forced back by the bows and arrows on the walls.

"Guo Jing. How's the situation?" Lin Langzhao asked as he walked to Guo Jing's side in three steps and two steps.

"It's okay, but I'm afraid the next time the Mongol army will officially attack!"

Guo Jing didn't look back. But this time Lin Langzhao didn't care, because he didn't have time to pay attention to Guo Jing's expression, even though he had become the first in the world, but looking at the soldiers and horses crowded like ants at the moment, Lin Langzhao felt a little weak for the first time. But when he turned around, he found that the defenders not far away were still as usual, and the bows and arrows in their hands had long been pointed somewhere under the city walls.

"Big brother, why did you bring them here, didn't you say they had a special mission?" Guo Jing finally discovered the group of teenagers brought by Lin Langzhao. Immediately asked suspiciously.

Lin Langzhao shook his head, and then without saying a word, he warned the young men behind him: "The sword has no eyes on the battlefield, and I can't guarantee that all of you can walk off the battlefield safely, pay attention to your own safety, and beware of flying arrows." In addition, except for those who are good at bows and arrows, others must wait for the Mongol army to set up the ladder to help the soldiers defending the city. Ye Piaoxue, can you do it if you are given a ladder alone?"

"Sword Monarch senior, rest assured, with me, there will never be a situation where there is not enough rolling wood!"

Huang Rong was thoughtful, but Guo Jing had already guessed Lin Langzhao's thoughts. Leave one ladder unguarded, let people go up the city wall, and then a master will kill the person who climbs the wall with one blow, and then throw it as a rolling log to defend other places. For Lin Langzhao's ruthlessness. Guo Jing had already learned it, but even so, Guo Jing didn't expect Lin Langzhao to use this method of using the enemy's corpse as a rolling log.

The trumpets sounded, and the Mongol army finally began to attack again. Only this time, I could already see that behind the charging soldiers, there were ladders carried on their shoulders. Lin Langzhao snorted coldly. The teenagers present immediately moved and scattered all over the city wall.

Ye Piaoxue held a pure black long sword in her hand. This sword has no origin, but it is filled with a bit of blood, and it has obviously seen a lot of blood. Slowly coming to the mouth of a city wall, Ye Piaoxue just said a few words to the defenders beside Sheng, and then pointed in the direction of Guo Jing and Lin Langzhao, the defenders nodded, and then stood behind Ye Piaoxue.

As for Mu Chenxuan, three months did not make him a master who could take charge of himself, so Lin Langzhao has always taken him with him, but he has his role, a roll of bamboo slips, a brush and an inkstone, it will become a blade in his hand. All he needed to do was write down something he needed for the night.

Everything seemed to be going according to expectations, whether it was the attack of the Mongol army or the defense of the defenders of Xiangyang, it seemed to be pre-rehearsed, but today was different, because there was a person who should not be here.

With a slight jump, his body naturally flew up, and after reaching the highest place, Lin Langzhao lightly pointed at the head of the city, and the whole person flew out at an extremely strange speed. Although the long sword in his hand was not from the hand of a famous artist, a sword groan still sounded softly at the moment of entry.

"Brother!"

Huang Rong exclaimed, as if she was frightened by something, ordinary people going out of the city in such a situation are obviously no different from seeking death, so Lin Langzhao's behavior immediately jumped Huang Rong, even though Lin Langzhao's swordsmanship is the best in the world.

And in the Mongolian army, a middle-aged man under the handsome banner looked at Lin Langzhao who jumped out of the city, and also exclaimed: "Not good, there are masters!" But then he had a way to deal with it, without saying a word, as soon as he waved the handsome banner, he saw a pair of archers suddenly rising near the handsome banner, and raised the bow and arrow without hesitation, heading towards Lin Langzhao.

"Hiss!" Lin Langzhao took a deep breath of cold air, he finally understood why he couldn't see any masters going out of the city to fight when the Mongol army was attacking the city, because this kind of arrow rain in front of him was absolutely fatal to ordinary masters. Projectile, this kind of archery used to deal with shield armor soldiers was actually used to deal with martial arts masters, like a curtain of arrows flying head-on, even if it is a top master, it may not be able to dodge, because there is nowhere to borrow strength in mid-air, as long as it is shrouded by a rain of arrows, then realize the opportunity to avoid.

But is Lin Langzhao an ordinary person? Although martial arts are not superb, if we talk about light skills, who in this world has light skills compared to the light skills in the game that can always fly in the sky as long as the strength is not exhausted?

The arrow rain is coming, Lin Langzhao looked at the arrows flying like locusts in front of him, his right foot immediately volleyed a little in the air, and a light blue gossip shape appeared under his feet, and then the whole person suddenly floated up, and actually flew to the arrow rain at the moment when the arrow rain fell, and avoided this wave of arrow rain without danger, and even took the arrow as a foothold, and went towards the Mongolian army more easily after borrowing strength.

Guo Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief, although he had expected this scene a long time ago, just like the scene of Lin Langzhao waiting for him to go up the mountain with five light skills when he was still in the desert that night.

"Impossible! How could there be such a strange light feat! No, his purpose is to be a handsome banner, an archer, to stop him!"

PS: Thank you Brother Huang Tu for your support and by the way, I don't care about a certain kidney deficiency, for this kind of guy who is full of book reviews and the author is Lori, Za Fei just wants to say four words...... You've won!(To be continued.) )