The first thousand one hundred and eighty-nine chapters enter the city
For the hundreds of thousands of Mongolian troops, more than 10,000 people are indeed too few to defend the city, but don't forget that before the North Gate is the Han River, which is as wide as a hundred feet. The Beggar Gang disciples were right to cross the river by force.
This is a taboo for military strategists. Once they attack halfway across the border, defeat is inevitable. Therefore, the number of defenders at the North Gate is not required. Even the Mongols will not use the North Gate as their main attack direction.
"Can we go to the tower and have a look?" the old man suddenly asked.
Lu Youjiao hesitated for a moment. The city defense layout was a secret. If the person in front of him was really a spy, wouldn't it be a big deal? But then he thought about it. The defense at the north gate was very simple. Just keep an eye on the river. There was no need to worry about being caught.
I knew it, so I said readily, "Of course, please."
Accompanied by Lu Youjiao, the three of them climbed up the city tower and looked around. They saw a flat plain on the north bank of the Han River. About thirty miles away, there was the Mongolian camp. There were tens of thousands of tents, densely packed and stretching endlessly. Smoke was rising from the camp.
, making a fire to cook.
"Strange, is Temujin's head really so strong? He did it knowing that he couldn't do it?" Seeing this situation, the old man couldn't help but murmured.
The words were spoken in a very low voice, but they still fell into Lu Youjiao's ears. His eyes lit up, "Senior's eyes were like a torch, and he hit the nail on the head. In fact, most of the tents were empty. The main force of the Mongolian army had already moved to the east gate.
We went to the south gate, and there were only thirty to forty thousand soldiers and horses left here, except for the garrison."
"How do you know?" the old man asked.
A trace of complacency flashed across Lu Youjiao's face, "Lu sent a scout to inquire about it and got the exact information."
"So that's it." The old man glanced at Lu Youjiao. He didn't believe that this man could think of this. It was probably that man's idea. "Okay, let's go down. We have the leader of the Laolu gang."
After several people got down from the city tower, Lu Youjiao immediately said, "Senior, not far ahead is the Guo Mansion. Regarding the situation in Xiangyang City, Guo Daxia and Gang Leader Huang have more detailed information. They also asked senior to move to the Guo Mansion so that he and his two
Talk to the seniors in detail."
"Guo Mansion?" The old man paused, "I didn't say I was going to Guo Mansion."
Lu Youjiao was stunned, "Senior, aren't you here to help Xiangyang City?"
"Haha," the old man stroked his long beard and said with a slight smile, "I watched the sky at night and learned that a great chaos was about to break out, so I came to the world for a while, but I don't necessarily have to help anyone defend the city or attack the city."
Lu Youjiao's expression changed drastically when he heard this, "This...this...senior is a man of virtue. He should be obedient to nature and help the Han people defend Xiangyang!"
"Submit oneself to the will of heaven and man?" the old man murmured, and suddenly burst out laughing, "Whose heaven is it? Whose man is it? It's ridiculous for mere mortals to speculate on God's will..."
Before he finished speaking, he raised his foot, and in a trance, the two figures around him appeared more than ten feet away. In another flash, the three of them disappeared.
Lu Youjiao rubbed his eyes, "Could it be that there really are gods in the world?"
Several Beggar Clan disciples gathered around, their faces full of disbelief. One of them asked, "Gang leader, what does this man mean?"
Lu Youjiao came back to his senses and shook his head slightly, "I don't quite understand either. I'm afraid I have to ask Gang Leader Huang to find out."
At the same time, on another street, three old men were strolling leisurely. There were few pedestrians on the street, and there was an atmosphere of depression and despair everywhere.
"Brother-in-law..." The little girl held the old man's arm and subconsciously called out the word "brother-in-law." However, he glared at him, so she had to spit out her sweet tongue and changed her words, "Grandpa, why do we look like this?
"
The slender woman in Taoist robes next to him snorted, "Why else? I think he is just bored. He may have some unknown hobbies."
"Hobby?" The little girl's smart eyes rolled, and she suddenly thought of something, and said in a tired voice, "Grandpa, are you pretending to be like this on purpose just to get others to call you that?"
Naturally, these three people turned to Hanshui and went straight to Xiangyang Murong Fu and his party. The ordinary-looking girl was dressed up by Ah Zi, and the Taoist wearing a bamboo hat was who else but Lin Chaoying. As for Murong Xue, Wang Yuyan
The waiting women and five hundred Lingxiao Pavilion disciples stayed on the big ship. The big ship was blocked by the Mongolian army in the Han River dozens of miles away, and it was not possible to cross it for the time being.
After hearing Ah Zi's words, Murong Fu immediately thought of some evil scene. He couldn't help but tremble in his bones and hurriedly shook his head, "Ah Zi, don't listen to her nonsense. I disguised myself for my own purposes."
"What's the purpose?" Lin Chaoying immediately became unhappy, "You entered the city without going to the Guo Mansion and the front army to observe the formation. What is your purpose? You don't think that you can do it by yourself.
, can you turn the tide and defend Xiangyang City?"
Murong Fu rolled his eyes at her and said calmly, "I remember we had an agreement beforehand. This time when we come out, you must listen to me on everything. You can make suggestions, but you must not go against my will."
"You..." Lin Chaoying was furious in an instant. He pulled off his bamboo hat, revealing a cold and beautiful face, and said coldly, "If you can't succeed, don't blame me for not cooperating with you!"
"How dare you!" Murong Fu's face darkened, and he reached out his hand like lightning, grabbed her collar, lifted it up, and stared at her sinisterly, "Don't think that just because I'm being polite to you, you think I'm a
If you dare to ruin my business, it will not be as simple as asking you to pour the chamber pot."
A biting chill went straight to the bottom of her heart. This was not the first time that Lin Chaoying was treated so rudely and rudely by him. But for some reason, even though she was proud and proud, she couldn't get angry at this moment.
I was speechless for a moment.
Murong Fu's actions soon attracted passers-by to watch, especially the appearance of the two of them. With their white hair and childish faces, they looked like an "old couple". They actually fought in the street. This was a rare sight in decades.
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More and more people were watching, and they began to point and point. Azi shook his arm, "Forget it, grandpa, we are being treated like monkeys."
Murong Fu's face was a little uneasy, he slowly put Lin Chaoying down, straightened her collar, took the bamboo hat in her hand, put it on for her, and said slowly, "As you said, we are all gentlemen.
It’s easy to say what you say, why bother to use your hands and feet.”
Lin Chaoying finally regained consciousness. Her cheeks were extremely hot. She flicked her sleeves and disappeared.
Murong Fu shrugged awkwardly and chased after Ah Zi.
When pedestrians saw the three people disappearing one after another, their expressions changed, and no one knew who shouted "Living God". Everyone looked at each other in shock, and then they were overjoyed, as if they saw a glimmer of light in a desperate situation, and they all rushed to tell each other. Not long after, someone came from the city.
The news of a pair of old gods has spread throughout Xiangyang City, and even evolved into several different versions.
This is something for later, so I won’t mention it for now.
Guo Mansion, compared to the deserted streets of Xiangyang City, Guo Mansion is much more lively. This is no wonder, because there are hundreds of martial arts people gathered here, and it is almost impossible to squeeze in. When there are more people, some trivial things will happen.
As a matter of fact, Guo Jing and his wife were very busy dealing with various forces and always paying attention to the war ahead.
At this time, in the main hall of Guo Mansion, Guo Jing and Huang Rong had just settled a dispute. Before they could take a breath, Lu Youjiao came again.
The two looked at each other, and Huang Rong lamented, "Brother Jing, Ronger's life is really miserable."
Lu Youjiao's expression was slightly dull, and Guo Jing shook his head in amusement, "Brother Lu must have something important to do when he comes here. If you are tired, go and rest for a while."
Huang Rong shook her head, "Forget it, Brother Lu is here to see me. I'm afraid you can't solve it."
In fact, she quite likes Lu Youjiao. Like Guo Jing, he is honest, honest, upright and courageous, and has no ambition. But sometimes she is annoyed by this man because he is so stupid and wants to ask her about everything.
Hong Qigong once said that he has feet but no brains.
Lu Youjiao smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't dare to bother the gang leader at first, but...but this matter is so bizarre that it cannot be solved except by the gang leader."
"Brother Lu, please tell me." Huang Rong rolled her eyes. Is there anything you can do that cannot be solved by me?
Lu Youjiao organized his words and told the two of them word for word what he saw and heard at the city gate.
The two looked at each other in confusion, and Lu Youjiao couldn't help but ask, "Gang leader, what did the last few words that man said mean?"
"The meaning is very simple, that is, God's will can be with the Han people or the Mongols, and the people's support can be with the Song Dynasty or the Yuan Dynasty." Huang Rong explained casually, her eyes flickered slightly, her face was thoughtful, and she murmured, "
Who is this person? Since he wants to help me, Xiangyang, why won’t he reveal his intention and still say such ambiguous words?”
Guo Jing, on the other hand, was extremely angry and said, "It's nonsense to say that the Song Dynasty is what the people want, and the Han people are the orthodoxy of the world. It is said that God's will is in Mongolia, and the people's support is in the Yuan Dynasty. It's just nonsense."
He was dedicated to protecting his family and country, and he had been guarding Xiangyang City for decades. He was already exhausted, both physically and mentally. The reason why he could persevere was because of his faith. He believed that the Song Dynasty would definitely get better.
The Tatars will definitely be defeated, but now some people say that God's will may not be on his side, and the people's hearts may not be with the Song Dynasty, how can he endure it.
"Brother Jing," Huang Rong gently tugged on his sleeve and said with a sweet smile, "People say whether they are here or not, but I am not as sure as you are. What's more, didn't he say it? How can a mortal be so arrogant?
It's a test of God's will, which means his words can't be accurate either. Ronger doesn't believe that there really are gods in the world."
After she talked and laughed, Guo Jing's anger immediately subsided a lot, and he sighed slightly, "I don't understand this truth, but now people in Xiangyang City are panic-stricken. Once such rumors leak out, it will inevitably cause some people to be shaken.
For Xiangyang City, this is just adding insult to injury."
Huang Rong stuck out her sweet tongue and looked like a little girl, "What is Brother Jing going to do with this person?"
In fact, based on her understanding of Guo Jing, she knew what he would do without asking. Sure enough, Guo Jing pondered for a long time, "What do you think of expelling him from the city?"
Huang Rong immediately shook her head, "No."
Seeing her like this, Guo Jing couldn't help but smile bitterly, "But why?"