Murong Fu Dongfangqing

Guo Jing understood Murong Fu's intention when he saw the longbow, and immediately said, "I'll shoot!"

"What do you shoot, go away." Murong Fu gave him a blank look, I finally had such an opportunity to pretend to be a sex, how could I steal the limelight for you.

Guo Jing retreated to the side with a slightly stagnant expression.

Murong Fu took the longbow with one hand, and hung the arrows on his back with the other. The bow and arrows together weigh more than 400 jin, but they are as light as nothing in his hands.

"Can you do it? If you can't, withdraw the army as soon as possible." Wu Wei worried.

Murong Fu smiled lightly, "Don't worry, there is no need to withdraw the troops."

Seeing that the divine eagle was less than a hundred feet away from Xiangyang City, he jumped to the top of the city tower, which was the highest place in Xiangyang City.

Murong Fu looked at it intently for a while, there are 25 divine sculptures in total, he must shoot them all down before they reach the sky above the tower, and he only has twenty arrows, this is not a small challenge.

Don't look at the calmness on his face, but he is actually quite nervous in his heart. If he shoots badly, losing face is less of a problem than losing the city wall.

Of course, it wasn't that he insisted on swollen face to pretend to be fat. If he didn't stand up to deal with these vultures, he would have to withdraw his troops and the battle would be more passive. As for Guo Jing?With his skill, he can shoot one or two, but it is impossible to shoot so many.

Taking a deep breath, Murong Fu threw away all distracting thoughts, and he didn't see how he moved. With a bang, rubble and dust flew up under his feet. Stopped, actually stood in the air.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the tower took a breath and were stunned.

Especially the few women related to Murong Fu felt that he was like a banished fairy, so handsome and elegant, Ah Zi was the most exaggerated, and excitedly shouted, "Brother-in-law, you are so handsome!"

Murong Fu didn't pay attention to everyone's eyes. At this moment, he only saw the 25 divine sculptures flying towards him, and his height was almost the same as the flying height of the divine sculptures.

Slowly drew out a huge arrow, transported the true essence, stretched the bow, and set the arrow, there was a scream of "squeaky", a black line pierced the sky, and soon there was another hiss, and a divine eagle fluttered its wings , fell crookedly, and there was a Mongolian soldier with him.

This change immediately alarmed the other Mongolian soldiers. For a while, they commanded the eagles to speed up, and a few clever ones even changed the flight route on purpose.

Murong Fu flicked his wrist, three huge arrows landed on his hand, three black lines shot out, and three divine sculptures fell again.

"Wow, brother-in-law, you are amazing!" Ah Zi applauded from below.

But the others frowned. In just a short while, the divine sculptures flew forward another twenty or thirty feet. At this speed, it was impossible for Murong Fu to finish shooting the rest of the sculptures before they reached the tower. , and he is not a god, how could he hang in the air without falling down.

Of course Murong Fu understood this, but when he heard a buzzing sound, the Heavenly Sword unsheathed around his waist, and flew to his feet automatically after a quick turn.

He tiptoed the blade of the sword, and the Heavenly Sword jumped out suddenly, raised several zhang again, chi chi chi chi, three huge arrows shot out condescendingly, one of them hit two eagles with one arrow, a total of four eagles fell down.

"Yeah, brother-in-law is great!"

Murong Fu used the power of the Heavenly Sword to walk with the sword, constantly adjusting the angle in the sky, each time he shot three arrows, and each time at least three eagles fell, so several times, his arrows quickly used up It's over, but there are still three divine sculptures in the sky.

Even so, everyone on the city wall breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that even if there were only three or two eagles left, there would be no big waves.

Murong Fu felt slightly upset, turned over and fell back to the top of the tower, then put the Heavenly Sword on the longbow, with a chirping sound, the white streamer pierced the void, and passed through a carving in an instant.

Originally, the three eagles were not in a straight line, but the Heavenly Sword turned a corner, and the remaining two eagles died one after another. So far, all the divine eagles were shot down.

The Mongolian army outside the city stared blankly at this scene, and further away, Temujin almost fell off his horse.

Murong Fu recalled the Heavenly Sword, and only then did he relax his nerves completely, thinking to himself, fortunately, I have practiced it before, otherwise this person would be a big loser today.

His clothes fluttered down on the city wall, Ah Zi jumped on top of him, her little face flushed, "Brother-in-law, you are awesome!"

"I know, I know, everyone has seen it, why do you need to say it?" Murong Fu pulled her off casually, and said very calmly.

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched in unison, and they all turned their eyes to the side.

Deng Baichuan saw that the Mongolian army was stunned, and immediately ordered an all-out attack. In an instant, thousands of people fell down again.

It has only been five or six hours since the siege to the present, but the Mongolian army has suffered more than tens of thousands of casualties, yet they have not even touched the moat.

"It is estimated that the troops will retreat, and it will be futile to continue fighting." Deng Baichuan looked at the passive aggressive Mongolian soldiers and sighed slightly.

Murong Fu pondered for a while, "No, Temujin will never give up easily."

"Is he so unwise?" Deng Baichuan disagreed.

Murong Fu shook his head, "It's not that I'm unwise, it's just that there are still cards left. I wonder if you've noticed that the 15 troops from Fancheng haven't arrived in Xiangyang City for a long time, and the [-] Khitan troops from Yelu Chongyuan are still missing. There are [-] cavalry outside the north gate who have not moved, these are unreasonable."

"What's unreasonable?" Deng Baichuan said in amazement, "The river at the North Gate is very wide, but anyone who uses troops will not attack from the North Gate. Fancheng's [-] troops are still in the city, maybe they want to keep it as a new force. As for Yelu Most of Chongyuan's army was placed in the rear to guard against General Qingtong, after all, the terrain of the east gate is not wide, and it is impossible for hundreds of thousands of troops to rush forward."

"No, General Deng, you didn't understand what he meant." Wu Wei interrupted suddenly.

Deng Baichuan stared blankly at the two of them, only to hear Wu Wei explain, "Emperor Dayuan has no food and grass, he is going to fight with his back, and he will definitely do his best, and will never leave any new troops, even though there is a Han River outside the north gate It's far away, but it's not difficult to get a few boats, even if it's just to involve the troops of Xiangyang City, but they didn't move, and the army of Fancheng, including Yelu Chongyuan, has already started to move."

"What?" Deng Baichuan was startled when he heard the words, "It's impossible, Deng's spies are always monitoring Fancheng's actions, and there's no way Deng didn't know about their actions."

Wu Wei pursed her lips and glanced at Murong Fu, "You might as well ask your son."

Deng Baichuan looked towards Murong Fu again.

Murong Fu didn't intend to explain, instead he changed the subject and asked Wu Wei, "You said Yelu Chongyuan has already taken action, where did he go?"

Wu Wei replied, "If I guessed correctly, I should have gone to Ximen."

Not far from the west gate of Xiangyang City was a large mountain. The terrain was extremely narrow, and the army could not deploy at all. It was easy to defend and difficult to attack, so Temujin never sent troops to attack the west gate.

Murong Fu was startled when he heard the words, and then smiled, "Then I don't worry, even if Yelu Chongyuan is willing to be that cannon fodder, he has to go through the south gate."

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Almost at the same time, behind the Khitan camp, two large armies were waiting in formation, one of them was the 15 rebels headed by Yelu Chongyuan. At this time, Yelu Chongyuan was riding a tall horse, standing in front of the two armies, and shouted coldly, "Yelu Hongji, will you give in or not?"

Yelu Hongji (Zhao Hong) did not show up, but the general who led the army laughed and said, "The emperor has already said that the overall situation is the most important thing in not killing the rebels, but if you want to make excuses, it is impossible!"

"Hmph!" Yelu Chongyuan was so angry that he almost couldn't help telling Zhao Hong's secret, but he never forgot the promise that day, and forced himself to hold back his breath, "I know why Yelu Hongji didn't make excuses, you go Tell him that this is the imperial decree of the Great Yuan Emperor, if you don't use it, you will bear the consequences."

The general saw that he was serious, so he had to send someone to report to Zhao Hong.

After a while, Zhao Hong's order came, "Get out of the way."

Yelu Chongyuan looked slightly happy, and led the army into the Khitan camp.

Let's talk about the east gate of Xiangyang City, the attack is still in full swing, and the Mongolian army is pushing towards the moat at the expense of their lives, looking completely desperate.

And Deng Baichuan on the city wall also felt the pressure. After all, the arrows are limited, and the physical strength of the soldiers is also limited. If things go on like this, they might really fill up the moat.

Murong Fu's expression was very calm from the beginning to the end, as if he was not worried at all.

The Huxiang army and a group of martial arts figures who went out of the city to destroy the catapult earlier have returned and are recovering their strength, ready to fight again.

At this time, a soldier hurried over, "North gate urgent report! The army of the Mongolian camp has found signs of movement."

Deng Baichuan's expression tightened, won't Wu Wei agree?He glanced at Murong Fu, but seeing that his expression didn't change a bit, he calmed down slightly, "Where are you going? But you want to attack the city?"

The soldier replied, "The current movement is unknown. In addition, there are unknown troops flowing into the camp. The exact number is unknown."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone changed their faces, "What unknown army? Please explain clearly."

It was Murong Fu who was asking the question, the soldier glanced at him, nodded and said, "It's cavalry, all of them are wearing black armor, they don't have banners, and the number is at least [-]."

Murong Fu frowned, and asked Deng Baichuan, "How many troops are there at the North Gate?"

"Fifteen thousand, all of them are archers." Deng Baichuan replied, and then added, "It's the former Xiangyang garrison."

Because the north gate and west gate are easy to defend and difficult to attack due to their inherent conditions, there are not many troops. The north gate is better, but [-] is indeed a little less. If the Mongolian army forcibly crosses the river at any cost, it is still possible to get close to the city wall.

Murong Fu pondered for a long while, "You immediately send [-] Tianshu troops there."

Deng Baichuan's complexion changed slightly, "What about the East Gate?"

Murong Fu's eyes flashed, "Don't worry, the Mongolian army outside the east gate is only about 30, it can withstand it."

"But just in case Fancheng..."

Deng Baichuan was still waiting to say more, Murong Fu waved his hand, "Okay, I'll take care of everything, go pass the order."

(Book group number, [-])

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