Chapter 257

In the early morning of the next day, Yang Guo was already standing under the city wall. Yesterday, Xue Ping had sent scouts from Shutang to find out the movement of the Mongolian army. The enemy was ready and could attack the city at any time. It seemed that this was the first time he participated in such a large-scale war, and he was inevitably a little nervous, so he simply guarded Xiangyang City without closing his eyes all night.

This time the commander of the defense of the city was not Yang Guo. No matter how smart he was, he still couldn't know everything he had never seen before. In addition to tricks, the distribution of the teams for actual combat, whether to defend the city or open the city to face the battle, no matter the analysis of the battle situation , or the strategy to deal with the battle situation, he is just a novice. Compared with him, Xue Ping is indeed the most suitable person. After all, he has followed Huang Rong to guard Xiangyang City for five or six years, and he knows a little bit about it, and the soldiers They also convinced him that fighting between the two armies is not a child's play, Yang Guo is not allowed to play prestige by himself, what should be given in must be given in.

At this time, Xue Ping came with a group of generals from Xiangyang City, Lu Youjiao from the Beggar Clan, and several elders, while Xiao Longnu was left behind by Yang Guo in Pinxianju, fortunately she didn't know the cruelty of the battlefield, He had never experienced such a large-scale fight, and was relieved by Yang Guo's few words, and obediently stayed behind to accompany the two little guys.

"My lord, you'd better wear a pair of armor for self-defense! A sword has no eyes, if it hurts you, what should you do?" Except for the disciples of the Beggar Gang, Xue Ping and his fellows all wore thick armor. Gao is also afraid of kitchen knives. In a battle of tens of thousands of people, it is difficult to guarantee that when he is not checked for a while, an extra layer of protection on his body is also an extra life. Whoever is like Yang Guo, wearing a white shirt, is going to the battlefield. It's almost as if he was attending a poetry meeting, with a jade flute pinned to his waist. If everyone hadn't seen his strength, they would have thought he was here to fool around.

"I don't need these, but the brothers of the Beggar Clan wear thin clothes. Wouldn't it be easy to get hurt in a fight?" Yang Guo was a little puzzled. How could the disciples of the gang have such kung fu, even the seven bag elders were dressed in tattered clothes, if they went to war, half of the ten would not be able to come back!

Lu Youjiao chatted with Yang Guo very well the night before, now seeing that he cares about all the old beggars like himself, he couldn't help being moved, so he said: "Thank you for your concern, these beggars know some martial arts more or less. , it doesn't matter if you wear this armor or not."

Hearing this, the generals of Xiangyang city couldn't help but lower their heads and kept silent, Yang Guo understood immediately, and said to himself: "It seems that the emperor has really succeeded, the disciples of the Beggar Clan risked their lives to help defend the city, and even for him He refuses to give out the money to prepare a set of armor for the battlefield, but these people are guarding the country for him, they are really foolish and dishonest, bringing disaster to the country and the people!"

"Xue Ping, since no one is willing to pay this money, then our firm will buy a set of military uniforms for the brothers of the beggar gang that can go to the battlefield at our own expense. We must be fully armed." They will not appear in Xiangyang City anymore. If they are allowed to wear tattered clothes to fight against the enemy, the casualty rate will be so high. Since he has encountered him, he cannot just sit idly by. For him, as long as it is something that can be solved with money Nothing.

"Yes, son." Xue

echoed the voice.

"Great kindness from the official, Lu Youjiao thanked the five thousand brethren of the Beggar Gang in advance, but in the future, I will be entrusted with it, and I will go through fire and water!" Lu Youjiao was overjoyed, and he clasped his fists to Yang Guo and bowed in salute. Since Yang Guo opened his mouth, he would never say it casually, if this action is successful, it will greatly reduce the casualty rate of the brothers in the gang.

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The rest of the seven-pocket elders also looked at each other with happy expressions on their faces. Yang Guo's move was indeed a great favor to the Beggar Clan. Can out of its left and right.

The generals of Xiangyang City lowered their heads even lower, compared to Yang Guo, they really feel ashamed. In fact, as soldiers, why don't they feel grateful for the contributions of the beggars over the years, but it's a pity that they have no right to interfere with the whereabouts of these funds. They were also powerless, now seeing Yang Guo's great deeds of charity, compared to them, they naturally feel ashamed.

"Master Lu, why didn't you come?" Yang Guo naturally wouldn't underestimate these generals because of this, after all, they couldn't help themselves, it was already very difficult for them to persist in this Xiangyang city, do their job well, and do their job well How could he blame them? After searching around, Yang Guo didn't see Lu Wenhuan's figure. Maybe the Mongols were about to attack the city. As a city's appeasement ambassador, why didn't he come to the city wall to supervise the battle.

For a while, the generals of Xiangyang City were silent, and no one could answer Yang Guo's words. Of course, everyone in the Beggar Clan didn't know that it was good for them to take care of themselves. Yang Guo whispered in his ear: "My lord, Lu Wenhuan probably hasn't got out of bed at this time, usually it is three poles in the sun to see his figure, usually at this time, Guo Daxia and Huang Gang will not wait for him, and directly talk to the soldiers. The elders of the Beggar Clan discuss matters concerning the battle."

"Hmph! It's already at this time, and you can still sleep, so just ignore him." Yang Guo snorted coldly, ignored him, and glanced at the Mongolian army that was attacking Xiangyang City dozens of miles away. Yang Guo led the crowd straight to the back of the city wall, and shouted to the soldiers and five thousand disciples of the beggar gang in the city: "Today, the Mongols came to invade our city of Xiangyang while Guo Daxia and Huang Gangzhu were away. Talent, there is no such strong martial arts as Guo Daxia, nor the majestic strategy of Huang Gangzhu, only this blood, the determination to fight side by side with you, and go to the national calamity together, let me ask, are you afraid of the menacing Mongols? What?" Yang Guo used Zhang Wuji's name, after all, few people know that Zhang Wuji is Yang Guo, and compared to the former one, the latter pseudonym is more known by the soldiers of Xiangyang City.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

When all the soldiers heard that the young man turned out to be Zhang Wuji, they immediately shouted, if you talk about Yang Guo, they probably don't know much about it, but if you talk about Zhang Wuji, everyone knows it, he is a child prodigy known as the reincarnated little Zhuge, With the help of heaven, a gust of poisonous wind annihilated the 30,000 Mongolian vanguard without a single soldier. The Mongolian Khan who was directly frightened ran back to the desert, and even dared not invade Xiangyang for several years. This is all because of the person in front of him credit, although

I don't know why Guo Jing, Huang Rong and his wife were not in command, but with Zhang Wuji around, they didn't panic at all about the invading Mongols.

"Very good! You are all my good sons of the Great Song Dynasty, and my heroes of Xiangyang City. With your efforts, we will surely win this battle!" Looking at the cooperating and heroic soldiers below, Yang Guo couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Excited, such a military appearance is worthy of being a heroic division who has blocked the Mongolian army for decades and cannot invade. Even if Guo Jing and Huang Rong have the military art in "Wu Mu's Suicide Note", it is useless without such a group of brave soldiers who are not afraid of death.

"Must win! Must win! Must win!"

Although Yang Guo doesn't know any bold words, as long as his voice can reach the ears of every soldier, it's all right, because he mixed a trace of the effect of soul-moving Dafa in his voice, not to control them, but to mobilize their hearts. that passion. In fact, Yang Guo was a bit superfluous this time, just because he was Zhang Wuji was enough to make the soldiers fanatical about him. Under Huang Rong's deliberate creation, although Zhang Wuji's name was not as good as Guo Jing, it was also the belief in the hearts of the people in Xiangyang City. It's just that Yang Guo has never been mentioned to him during his journey, so he naturally doesn't know how famous Zhang Wuji is.

"Today, I will fight against Mongolia with you. I will be at the forefront of the battle. I will leave the supervision and command to Mr. Xue. I also ask you brothers to obey the orders and fight against Mongolia. Let these Mongolian Tartars take a good look at our Great Song Dynasty." A man's skill." Yang Guo yelled out, his breath was full of energy, and he could hear it clearly several miles away, and he blessed it with the soul-shifting method, which immediately made all the soldiers echo loudly, counting Thousands of people shouted in unison, the momentum was so loud that it only made people's blood surge when they heard it.

After Yang Guo, Xue Ping also talked about the deployment of the battle and the distribution of responsibilities among the generals. The arrangements were well-organized, and everything was done properly. Yang Guo couldn't help but take a good look at him, thinking: "This person really can do it." It is worthy of great use, it is worthy of being recommended by Xiaoju."

After everything was arranged properly, Yang Guo followed Xue Ping back to the city wall, as for the others, they took their positions and waited for orders.

After such a delay, the Mongols were less than ten miles away from Xiangyang City, and they would be able to approach the city in less than a stick of incense time, and then the real war would start.

"Xue Ping, let's start making arrangements!" Yang Guo said calmly when the Mongolian soldiers had reached the city of Xiangyang less than two miles away.

After Xue Ping responded, he said to the soldiers on the city wall: "The archers are ready."

"Let the arrow!"

Finally, when the Mongolian soldiers had carried the ladder to the bottom of the city for less than a mile, Xue Ping shouted loudly and waved his hands straight forward. At this moment, the archers all shot arrows down the city wall.

"Woo~"

At the same time, Yang Guo had already stood on the top of the city and played the flute solo.

The Mongols outside the city didn't know why the sound of the flute came, they only heard the sound, but couldn't see the person. Although they felt strange in their hearts, they couldn't help but sink into it. When their eyes opened and closed, the Xiangyang City in front of them turned into an illusion , gradually dispersed.