I have a sword that can sway the heavens

Meng Ge's words made everyone on the city wall gnash their teeth.

Lear was expressionless.

This is war!

If the vassals of the Central Plains are fighting among themselves, the chance of massacring the city is very small, but if it is an attack by foreign races, after the city is broken, there is a high probability that they will massacre the city.

Meng Ge retreated to the camp of the Chinese army.

The desolate and high-pitched horn sounded, the dark Mongolian army approached, and the sound of horseshoes stepped on everyone's hearts.

The [-]-strong army formed one piece, the aura was so frightening that the timid legs were already trembling.

Meng Ge returned to the camp of the Chinese Army, with a cold expression on his face, and said to the general beside him, "These Han people don't know how to flatter, and they try to block the king's division. Press down on the Nanman, use human flesh as a wall, and attack the city!"

Several generals took the lead.

The Mongolian iron cavalry is unparalleled, crossing the grassland.

But they are not good at attacking cities.

The long-lived Tian Erlang on horseback is brave and good at fighting. Mengge didn't want his subordinate Erlang to suffer too much damage when attacking the city, so he ordered to drive the Han people to attack the city, intending to use the corpses of the Han people to pile up a high wall.

This is also a method commonly used by the Mongolian army.

With the sound of the desolate horn, the Mongolian army pushed out thousands of refugees.

Behind the tens of thousands of refugees, groups of Mongolian soldiers rode on horseback, holding their scimitars high, forcing the refugees to approach the city wall of Xiangyang.

The refugees are old and young, old and weak, women and children, young and middle-aged are mixed together.

These refugees, without exception, were all in ragged clothes, with yellow and thin faces, and their eyes were numb as they approached the city wall.

On the city wall, soldiers bent their bows and set arrows, their arms trembling.

"This group of beasts, without humanity, actually drove the people to attack the city!"

"mean!"

On the city wall, the heroes of the rivers and lakes trembled all over. They faced the war for the first time and had a deep understanding of the brutality of the Mongolian army.

Chapter 66 Sword Fairy Lear, Be the Number One Hero in the World

The people were blue and yellow, ragged, skinny, and approached the city wall of Xiangyang with lifeless faces.

Among these people, there are old people, women, children, and young adults.

They were taken hostage and brought to die.

This is a common method used by Mongolia. Every time a city goes down, hundreds of thousands of Han people are killed or injured.

The heroes were trembling all over, cursing loudly.

Below, the woman held a baby who was just full moon in her arms, and tears fell silently.

The old man staggered and took a step behind, but his head was chopped off by the machete behind him.

Watching the Mongolian soldiers drive the people closer and closer, the soldiers of Xiangyang, the heroes of the rivers and lakes, all gritted their teeth.

General Lu Wenhuan looked at the soldiers, raised his sword high, and shouted, "Get ready to shoot arrows!"

Guo Jing was startled, walked towards Lu Wenhuan eagerly, and said, "You can't shoot arrows! No one is allowed to shoot arrows. The people below are all our folks and elders!"

"Guo Daxia, now is not the time to be arrogant. Do you think I don't care about the life and death of the people below? Do you think I don't feel sorry for you? But if you don't shoot arrows and let the Mongolian army approach the city wall, after the city is broken, there will be hundreds of thousands of people in Xiangyang what to do?"

"If the Mongols capture Xiangyang and drive straight in, what will happen to Lin'an, what will happen to the emperor, and what will happen to Song Dynasty?"

Lu Wenhuan's mood was also unstable. He yelled at Guo Jing loudly, and he couldn't hold the Jade Dragon Sword steadily in his hand.

Guo Jing pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer.

Lu Wenhuan took a deep breath, his eyes became firm, and he said coldly, "Hero Guo, the so-called kindness does not control soldiers. As the general of Xiangyang, I should put the people of Xiangyang as the most important thing, and the court should be the most important. I hope you can understand this general." .”

"Prepare!"

The soldiers drew their bowstrings and set up their arrows, and the whole city was silent.

Everyone understands the truth, but if you really want to shoot your own compatriots with arrows, who would have the heart?

"Hero Guo, General Lu, please order to open the gates of the city. Lu Youjiao is willing to lead the disciples of the Beggar Clan out of the city for a bloody battle with Mongolia!"

"good."

"Guo Daxia, General Lu, we went out of the city to fight the Mongols! Even if we were willing to die, we can't shoot arrows at our folks!"

The heroes of the rivers and lakes yelled, and the crowd was furious and filled with righteous indignation.

Lu Wenhuan looked at the heroes and said coldly, "Heroes and heroes, it must be that I am cold-blooded and ruthless. But if the city gate is opened, what can we use to fight the Mongolian army? The city wall of Xiangyang is our barrier against the Mongolian army. If the city gate is opened , Xiangyang fell immediately."

"The people in the city are the people, so are the people in Xiangyang not the people, and the people in the Song Dynasty not the people?"

The heroes were speechless.

Under the city, the people are getting closer.

Seeing the dispute on the city wall, an old man burst into tears and shouted loudly, "Fathers and folks, you are going to die anyway. Rather than dying under the arrows of the defenders, it is better to fight with the Mongols!"

"That's right, we can't escape death anyway, how can we help the Mongols attack the city and kill their own compatriots?"

"Fight with the Mongols!"

One after another, young and strong stood up, unarmed, and rushed towards the Mongolian soldiers behind them with their flesh and blood.

Yanhuang infused its blood, Qin and Han molded its bones.

At times of crisis, this nation never lacks those who risk their lives to die.

The young and strong would rather die immediately than help Mongolia attack Xiangyang.

Heads were thrown away one by one, blood was bubbling, and a purgatory on earth appeared.

The young and middle-aged died generously, and the women hugged the babies in their arms and cried bitterly, because their husbands were among them.

The cry of the baby also sounded, making everyone on the city wall worry.

The Mongolian soldiers grinned grinningly, raised their scimitars high, and killed them recklessly.

Lear looked up at the sky, and sighed faintly.

The few words in the history books are so pale and powerless before the atrocities of the invaders.

Only by facing it in person can we know how sad the people living in the war years are.

This is a troubled nation.

The Xiongnu destroyed the Jin Dynasty, the Wuhu chaos in China, the Turks perished in the Tang Dynasty, the Jurchens perished in the Northern Song Dynasty, and now Mongolia is about to perish in the Southern Song Dynasty, and the Manchus and Qing Dynasties in later generations perished in the Ming Dynasty.

Lear's heart was heavy, and the nine long swords in the sword box trembled.

He must do something for this nation, he wants the wheel of history to shift track.

Lear walked up to the top of the city, overlooking the [-] Mongolian army, with his skirts flying.

With a soaring sword intent, it cut through the clouds in the sky.

The panicked sword moves up and down Lear's body.

From the sword box, nine long swords flew out, turning into ice blue mixed with a trace of blood red streamer, flying and circling around Lear.

"What is the Sword Immortal going to do?"

On the top of the wall, everyone looked at Lear.

Lear looked indifferent, and said, "In the past, Xin Jiaxuan led fifty personal guards to attack the camp of [-] gold soldiers at night, and captured the rebel general Zhang Anguo alive. Today, Li is willing to follow Xin Jiaxuan's example and take the commander of Mongolia among the [-] troops." head."

"Gentlemen, do you dare to have a fight with Li?"

Lear looked around, the blood of the heroes was stirring.

Xin Han was the first to stand up and said loudly, "Xin Han is willing to go with sir."

"Sword Immortal, count as one from a certain family."

Jing Tong also stood up with a black knife in his hand.

"Sword Immortal, count Song Yang!"

"Sword Immortal, count Qi Wangqiu as one!"

"Sword Immortal, count Qiu Chuji!"

People from the Jianghu stood up one by one, the city was full of voices, and almost all the heroes of the Jianghu stood up, looking at the Sword Immortal with burning eyes.

The little dragon girl didn't say a word, and stepped forward to stand next to Lear. She didn't say a word, but she showed everything with her actions.

Lu Wushuang limped, walked to Lear with a long sword in hand, and said with a smile, "Brother Lier, this time, you must not abandon Wushuang."

Guo Jing felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling. He strode forward and said with a smile, "Brother Li, how can Guo be missing in this kind of thing?"

Li Er glanced at Guo Jing, shook his head and said, "Guo Daxia, you can't follow Li out of the city."

Guo Jing was in a hurry.

Lear explained, "Hero Guo, you stay in the city. Later, Li will take the head of Brother Meng and cut down the banner of the Mongolian army. The Mongolian army will be in chaos. At that time, you will lead the crowd to defeat the [-] Mongolian soldiers." , so that the danger of Xiangyang can be resolved."

"Everything is up to Brother Li!"

"Lv Wenhuan, on behalf of the people of Xiangyang, and on behalf of the imperial court, thanked Sword Immortal!"

Lier smiled, turned around and jumped, flying out from the ten-foot city wall, nine streamers of light hovered and danced beside him.

"My lords, follow Li to go straight to the camp of the Mongolian army and kill brother Meng!"

As Lear flew out, the little dragon girl moved at the same time, following closely behind Lear, the water-piercing sword had already been unsheathed.

Xin Han and Lu Wushuang jumped down from the ten-zhang city wall without any hesitation.

Quanzhen sect Changchun real person Qiu Chuji, head of Wudao sect Jing Tong, iron sword Song Yang, fast sword Guo Song, spring wind sword Qi Wangqiu, Qingsong sword Chu Changhen, Liuhe sword Qin Shan, Iron Broken Hand Deng Yu, Willow Knife Wang Xu Dozens of Jianghu people also jumped down from the city wall.

Below the city wall, the common people stared blankly at Lear who was flying towards him, and their clothes were covered with tears for a while.

On the city wall, Huang Rong was sticking out her chubby belly. She was moved and whispered softly, "Sword Fairy Lear, be the number one hero in the world!"

Guo Fu was deprived of her martial arts. Standing beside Huang Rong, she looked at the white-clothed figure who was the first to attack the [-] Mongolian army, and there was no more hatred in her eyes.

A group of Jianghu people with low martial arts who couldn't jump off the ten-foot city wall looked enviously at their former friends who followed the sword fairy Lear to attack the Mongolian Chinese army camp.

With serious eyes and a solemn expression, Guo Jing cupped his hands and bowed to the figure.

"A real man should be like Lear!"

Chapter 67

Dressed in white clothes, not stained with dust.

Nine beams of light danced and circled beside him.

Sword Intent rushes to the sky!

The sword is panicking!

Inside and outside the city, all eyes were captured by one person.

Lear flew out first, with a light figure, as if Feng Xu was riding the wind.

Dozens of heroes ran wildly with their knives and swords in hand, followed the low-altitude figure without hesitation, and charged towards the camp of the Mongolian Chinese Army.

Xin Han's blood was burning.

Years ago, his grandfather Xin Qiji led fifty soldiers to attack the camp of the fifty thousand Jin Kingdom at night and captured the rebel general Zhang Anguo alive.

Today, he is doing the same great feat as his grandfather.

On the city wall of Xiangyang, Guo Jing clenched his fists tightly, not daring to blink, and concentrated on locking onto the figure.As long as that figure successfully assassinates the enemy commander and cuts down the enemy commander's flag, Xiangyang will be in danger!

Under the city wall, countless people stared blankly at the nine streaks of light flying around the side of the white-clothed man.

In the woman's arms, the little girl with tears and snot mixed together asked her mother, "Aniang, is that a fairy? Do Xiaodie and Aniang need to die?"

With tears in her eyes, the woman nodded heavily, "Xiaodie, we are saved, we are saved!"

An old man burst into tears, and bowed heavily to the figure, "Heaven has eyes, send gods down to earth, we are saved!"

One by one, countless people knelt down towards that figure.