Xiangyang City.

The Mongolian army is approaching the city. The battle has entered a critical moment, and Xiangyang's survival is at stake.

A great chivalrous person serves the country and the people.

At this time, Fancheng, which was at odds with Xiangyang, had been lost, and reinforcements from the imperial court were delayed, leaving Xiangyang isolated and helpless.

Guo Jing stood in Xiangyang City in a long robe. The strong wind howled by and blew his robe flying. His eyes were like a torch, staring closely at the Mongolian army in front who was organizing the next attack.

At this moment, he had realized that Xiangyang was in danger and might fall during the next attack.

"Brother Jing!" Huang Rong found a fur coat and put it on Guo Jing's shoulders. Even the "stupid" Guo Jing could see that Xiangyang would eventually fall. How could she, who was so smart, not see it?

It's just that she doesn't want to be comforted. She has made up her mind to stay with the man she has been with for the rest of her life, and to die for the country when the city is destroyed.

"Did you send Xiang'er and Fu'er away?" After all, he was a father, and Guo Jing did not want his daughters to die in their youth.

"Xiang'er refused to leave, so I tapped her acupuncture points and sent her away." Huang Rong hesitated for a moment and then said, "Fu'er is older. She has her own opinion and is willing to stay..."

"You are worthy of being a daughter of my Guo family!" Guo Jing sighed, not knowing what to say, "If the city is destroyed, let someone take advantage of the chaos to send her away!"

"Yeah!" Huang Rong said nothing and held Guo Jing's hand tightly.

Feeling the warmth from his palm, Guo Jing's rough palm gently rubbed his wife's tenderness, his tone full of apology: "I have made you suffer with me for so many years!"

"With you, it's not bitter anywhere!" Huang Rong smiled as brightly as a flower, and Guo Jing was stunned. Time seemed to have returned to the day when the two first met many years ago.

"It's time to end after all these years!" Guo Jing held his wife's hand tightly and said.

As if to confirm his words, the Mongolian army's attack began.

Xiangyang City is so high that ordinary ladders used to attack the city cannot be attacked by a car. This time the Mongolian army adopted a new type of weapon, some like artillery ordnance. The "Hui Hui Artillery" suddenly began to bombard Xiangyang City.

The previous brief stop was just for them to replenish ammunition and for the personnel to take a short rest.

boom!

As the first artillery fire sounded, one after another the returning artillery fired at the Xiangyang city wall.

It's not that Guo Jing didn't want to send troops out to destroy the ordnance first, but the troops guarding the area were very large. Given the disparity in strength, once anyone left the city, countless Mongolian soldiers would besiege them one after another.

Many ants kill an elephant. No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you cannot defeat one against a thousand.

Under the constant bombardment of artillery fire, the solid Xiangyang City Wall finally could no longer hold on.

The city wall on the north collapsed, revealing a huge gap.

"kill!"

The rows upon rows of Mongolian troops were like a pack of wolves discovering lambs, rushing forward one after another to kill them.

"Hold the gap!" Guo Jing yelled.

At this time, there were not many defenders in the entire Xiangyang City, and those used for defense were basically martial arts people who were infected by Guo Jing's feelings, as well as children from the Beggar Clan, who volunteered to help defend the country.

No one hesitated, even though the number of these Mongolian soldiers far exceeded the defenders in the city.

Those who were willing to stay in Xiangyang City at this time were basically determined to die for their country.

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"Ziling, Kou Zhong!" A voice suddenly said among the clouds.

"Master!" the two dragons replied in unison.

"Last time, you were forced to defend because of the opponent's advanced weapons and special physique. Now you are all ordinary warriors. You go down and show me how much progress you have made in the past six months!" Shao Weijie glanced at his head and said calmly.

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"Yes!" Shuanglong responded and jumped down from the clouds.

"Why can't people in the world live in peace when there are always disputes?" Fu Junma looked down with her beautiful eyes and said worriedly.

"The world is greedy, and if there is desire, there will be war!" Shao Weijie said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the two dragons fell from the sky like two meteors, causing a huge wave in an instant.

Huge waves built up by crowds of people.

The Secret of Immortality is worthy of being a martial arts comparable to the Broken Level. At this time, after half a year of practice, Shuanglong has become far beyond peerless and has touched the threshold of innateness.

Although in the plane of the divine eagle, it is impossible to fully utilize the vitality of heaven and earth, but in front of these ordinary soldiers who are no more than second or third rate, they are already mythical existences.

After Kou Zhong landed on the ground, he took out the Moon in the Jing, and the Eight Techniques in the Jing, which he learned after fighting Song Que, suddenly appeared in this world.

For a time, his sword skills matched those of Jing Zhongyue and became even more powerful. After half a year of leading troops in combat, his sword skills had already improved.

Reaching great success, he realized the secret of "entering the art of war into the sword".

As soon as he showed off his sword skills, he looked like a commander who could predict his enemies like a god and destroy the enemy troops in a matter of words and laughter.

The sudden change suddenly shocked the Mongolian soldiers. Before they could react, their heads were already missing.

As soon as his sword skills came out, the entire battlefield became his dominance, and those who were good at fighting were invincible. Countless Mongolian soldiers felt a sense of defeat in their hearts at this moment, as long as this person was around.

Xu Ziling was not to be outdone. Although his martial arts were mainly static, he did not give in to the swordsmanship he learned from Fu Junma. Later, he learned higher-level swordsmanship from Shao Weijie, and his strength was not much lower than Kou Zhong's.

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The two of them were like heavenly beings, rushing in and out of uninhabited territory among thousands of troops. No matter what military formation they were, they were vulnerable to a single blow in front of them.

The Mongolian army commanders are not mediocre. They have already established tactics for dealing with such masters.

Soon, the drumming changed, and the Mongolian soldiers split on both sides. The ground suddenly shook, and thousands of cavalry rushed in like a black tide.

No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you will never be able to defeat an iron cavalry.

"Ignorance!" Kou Zhong sneered, and the original move "Jing Zhong Ba Fa" suddenly changed, and a sword with a length of dozens of meters suddenly appeared.

Compared with other martial arts, the Six Aohan Jue from the Wind and Cloud Plane is more suitable for military battles.

The light of the sword shone, and the black tide that was originally rushing was suddenly stopped. The cavalry in the front row were swept by the light of the sword, and the horse and man were separated.

Even the cavalry behind them, which was not within the range of the sword's light, was so cold that their horses' hooves became stiff and they fell off their backs.

With just one blow, an astonishing blank area was cleared.

The sudden change on the battlefield instantly attracted the attention of the guards on the city wall.

"Brother Jing, look!" Huang Ronger's sharp eyesight saw the changes caused by Kou Zhong.

A cold light flashed, and hundreds of cavalry died suddenly.

"How is this possible!" Guo Jing looked sideways, and when he saw this scene, his face was filled with shock.

Even Huang Rong was surprised, and the other martial arts people couldn't believe it at all. Their eyes widened as if they had seen a ghost.

Who can cultivate martial arts to such an extent?
Chapter completed!