The first thousand four hundred and forty-eight chapters kill the Quartet
The escort army did not disappoint Murong Fu. It was a real wolf among the sheep. However, they moved like the wind, uniformly, like a long black dragon. In less than a quarter of an hour, they tore apart the Mongolian phalanx.
Kouzi, all the martial arts people and the vanguard camp were stunned for a moment.
The formation of the Mongolian army was disrupted, and the catapults could no longer throw stones safely. The flying stones in the sky had become less and slower. Murong Fu was in a good mood and laughed and cursed, "What are these mallets doing? Why don't you hurry up and destroy the catapults!"
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Huang Rong was frightened and glared at him angrily, "You are the stick!"
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then he realized what he was doing and laughed, "Guo Jing is just a big stick."
Huang Rong immediately became unhappy and glared at him, "Say it again."
Murong Fu hesitated and closed his mouth.
Wherever the escort army passed, the Mongolian army fell in pieces. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as wind and rolling clouds. This greatly stimulated the martial arts people and the cavalry of the vanguard camp. They all started to kill like chickens.
, the formation of the Mongolian army soon became completely chaotic.
However, this also caused a problem. The martial arts people also became confused. Soon they could not find their direction. They only knew to keep killing and rushing forward. The people on the tower could see that each of them was
Going in different directions.
Of course, the escort army and the vanguard battalion do not have this concern. They have still maintained consistent actions and are advancing in the direction of the catapult. This cannot be blamed on those martial arts people. Once they are surrounded by a large army, the surrounding
It’s a dense sea of people, and it’s difficult for people without special training to find their way around.
"Then Guo Jing..." Murong Fu was about to formulate a few words. As soon as he opened his mouth, Huang Rong glared at him fiercely. He had to change his words, "That Qiu Chuji is such a fool. He couldn't find the direction. Why wouldn't he follow the escort army?"
What?"
Huang Rong snorted and said nothing. She knew that this man actually wanted to scold her husband.
Seeing that Gu Xiangjun was about to arrive at the catapult, Zhou Zhiruo hurried over and said, "Look, that damn girl sneaked out!"
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and then his expression changed slightly. He saw a slender figure wearing a tight-fitting black dress at the front of the Protector Army. This was the standard military uniform of the Protector Army, but he recognized that figure at a glance.
It is Yuan Ziyi.
Before the war started, he had strictly ordered Yuan Ziyi not to participate in the operations of protecting the army. Unexpectedly, she still sneaked out.
"What should I do? Patriarch Baimei only has a little blood, and she asked me to take care of her before she left. If something happens to her, how can I explain to Patriarch Baimei!" Zhou Zhiruo said anxiously.
Murong Fu pondered for a while, "There is nothing we can do now. Even if we call, we can't call him back."
Zhou Zhiruo mentioned Yitian Sword, "Should I go down and bring her back now?"
Putting aside the relationship with Bai Mei, she still cared about this junior sister in her heart.
Murong Fu shook his head and said, "You can't go. At the moment, the protective army is in full force and the advance is going smoothly. But when the Mongolian army reacts later, it will be difficult to escape."
What he said was correct. The Mongolian army had clearly seen the intention of the protective army and was moving in the direction of the catapult to encircle them.
But seeing the worried look on Zhou Zhiruo's face, Murong Fu softened his heart and said, "Don't worry, if the situation is not right, I will take action."
It is not too difficult for him to save someone from a distance of two to three hundred feet. Even if it is not for Zhou Zhiruo, he will not sit back and watch something happen to Yuan Ziyi. He also likes this sunny and beautiful girl.
At this time, Huang Rong said with a feverish face, "There is also Brother Jing, please bring him back."
Zhou Zhiruo gave her a strange look and said nothing.
However, Azi said bluntly, "Why? Sooner or later, that Yuan will climb into my brother-in-law's bed. It makes sense for my brother-in-law to save her, but Guo not only won't climb into my brother-in-law's bed, but he also has a special relationship with me."
To reconcile the contradictions, if you don’t kill him, I will burn high incense and save him!”
After saying that, he looked at Murong Fu with a smile and said, "Brother-in-law, if I were you, I would have killed Guo."
"You...you..." When Huang Rong heard this, she was immediately angry and anxious. She pointed at Azi and wanted to scold her, but she didn't know how to defend herself.
Murong Fu looked a little embarrassed. Ah Zi, a little fairy, just thinks about some things in her heart, so why say it out loud? He coughed dryly and said, "Well... don't worry, I won't let anything happen to Master Guo."
Huang Rong glared at him coldly, "I can save my husband by myself, no one else needs to interfere."
Before Ah Zi could say anything else, Murong Fu stepped aside and stood between the two girls, "Look, the Protector Army has succeeded."
Everyone turned around and saw that the escort army had destroyed less than half of the catapults. However, it was not easy to destroy the catapults. The advance speed of the escort army was greatly reduced. What followed was a flood of Mongol troops. It took only a short time to drink tea.
When he didn't arrive, he was already surrounded.
The protective army was killing and destroying the carts, but the endless Mongolian army could not kill them all. If this continued, they would have no way to escape before all the catapults were destroyed.
"Sir, would you like to send some reinforcements to at least give them time to escape?" Deng Baichuan came to Murong Fu at some unknown time and asked with great distress. He felt sorry for the five thousand cavalry, which he had saved up for a long time.
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Murong Fu glanced at Yuan Ziyi who was trapped in a tight siege from a distance, and said boldly, "No need to send troops, I will go."
"What!" As soon as these words came out, Wu Wei and Deng Baichuan immediately changed their expressions and said in unison, "No!"
Of course Murong Fu knew what they meant, "Don't worry, nothing will happen to you."
Wu Wei pursed her lips and said sternly, "As the commander of the army and the backbone of Xiangyang City, how can you act willfully and recklessly again and again? If anything happens, hundreds of thousands of people will be buried with you.
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Deng Baichuan also said sincerely, "Yes, Master, you must not take any more risks. I am begging you."
Zhou Zhiruo naturally would not ask her lover to take risks for Yuan Ziyi, so she immediately advised, "I'll go, I can't do it without you here."
Huang Rong was still sulking and said nothing, but there was a flash of worry in her eyes. She also didn't want anything to happen to Murong Fu.
When Murong Fu saw how serious these people were, he didn't want to be too tough. He laughed and said, "Looking at how nervous you are, I don't call this taking risks, but taking the lead. Think of Xiao Feng, who captured the head of an enemy general among thousands of troops.
When it comes to searching for things, can I be any worse than him? Don't worry, with my current skills, even if I have twice as many troops, they won't be able to do anything to me."
Deng Baichuan's eyelids were drooped, with a resentful look in his eyes, as if he wanted to jump up and slap him.
Wu Wei looked at him deeply and said, "Anyway, the consequences have been told to you. You can decide what to do yourself."
Murong Fu stretched out his hand, and a stream of light came through the air, turning into a heavenly sword and falling into his hand. It buzzed and trembled, and seemed a little excited.
Murong Fulang laughed and said, "Kill a hundred people in one step, and it will be difficult for thousands of armies to resist. Take advantage of the wind to sweep away the Tatars and conquer the world."
After reciting a crooked poem, he flew up and flew out like a roc spreading its wings.
"Hey!" Deng Baichuan flicked his sleeves heavily, "If I couldn't beat him, I would really want to give him two slaps."
Wu Wei nodded with deep sympathy, "This person really doesn't have the air of an emperor."
Ah Zi suddenly clapped her hands and shouted, "Okay, you actually said behind my back that you want to beat my brother-in-law. Do you want to rebel?"
Deng Baichuan glared at her and was too lazy to talk to her.
Wu Wei pondered for a while, "General Deng, I think it's better to send an army out of the city to harass you."
Deng Baichuan glanced outside the city and saw that the Mongolian army had been completely attracted by the escort army, showing that sending troops out of the city could indeed kill them randomly.
He immediately ordered, "Take the Qianji Camp and the Shenwu Camp out of the city lightly and stab him hard."
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Let's talk about Murong Fu flying over a hundred feet in the air, throwing it violently, and the heavenly sword flew down diagonally with endless power. Wherever the long sword light passed, broken limbs flew across, blood rained down, and life was torn apart.
A cut.
With a loud bang, the Heavenly Sword was inserted into the ground, and a circle of sword energy swept out in all directions, and all the soldiers in a radius of ten feet were swept away.
This commotion was not small. Everyone stopped fighting and turned to look over. When they saw Murong Fu slowly falling from the air, the protective army and the martial arts people all had dull expressions on their faces.
Murong Fu stepped on the hilt of the sword with his toes, his hands behind his back, and his plain voice spread far away, "Withdraw."
"Why retreat? We will be done soon!" Yuan Ziyi suddenly jumped up and shouted.
Murong Fu's face darkened, "Stop talking nonsense, this is a military order!"
Guo Jing looked up and realized that he had penetrated so far. The problem was that there were still two to three hundred catapults. It would be a pity to withdraw now, so he said in a deep voice, "You guys withdraw first, I will go and get the rest."
The catapult was destroyed!"
"Humph, you retreat as soon as you say, what kind of place is this!" A Mongolian general came to his senses first and sneered, "You guys, kill!"
Yuan Ziyi shouted sweetly, "The protective army will use more force to destroy the remaining catapults."
Qiu Chuji waved his hand proudly, "Brothers, please kill as many as you can. Anyway, you have already made enough money!"
The two sides were fighting together again in the blink of an eye. By now, the protective army had lost all its energy and was no longer as unstoppable as before. After all, when manpower was limited, they were facing a steady stream of hundreds of thousands of troops, not tens of thousands.
, I believe that as long as it doesn't take long, there will be casualties, and then they will be wiped out by the Mongolian army.
When Murong Fu saw this, he really wanted to drag Yuan Ziyi over and beat him up. He dared to disobey his orders. Guo Jing, too, deserved to be killed for being so ignorant!
There were only more than 3,000 cavalry left in the vanguard battalion of 5,000. They wanted to withdraw, but the problem was that they couldn't.
"Hmph, I'll settle the score with you when I get back!" Murong Fu cursed secretly. Seeing countless soldiers surrounding him, he dodged and landed on the ground. The sky sword then flew up and slashed out with a sword.
In an instant, an arc-shaped white line was drawn with the tip of the sword, and it quickly lengthened and extended. With a bang, bang, bang, and bang, all the soldiers fell to the ground. This was truly called "cutting wheat". There were not even eight hundred soldiers who fell.
Six hundred, and soon a vacuum zone with a radius of more than ten feet was formed.