When Feng Yuan woke up from the top of the city, he was surprised to see that the fields outside the city were still full of iron armor, and the armored clothes reflected the moon. However, he did not expect that the city was in ruins. Instead, when he struggled to get up and looked outside the city, he discovered that the enemy troops were behind the formation. Withdrawing tens of feet away, there was no sign of attacking the city for a while.
Feng Yuan, who had not eaten a grain of rice for almost three days, was already bone-shattering. He didn't even have the strength to carry his sword while carrying his armor. However, he still managed to hold on to the city wall and looked around at the top of the vermilion city. He felt at a loss for a moment.
There were more than a thousand soldiers on top of the city. Their military appearance was solemn. They were looking at the city with their bows and arrows. The arrows were clustered in the night firelight and shone brightly. Their clothes and armor were not those of the Liuzhou army, but their strength was quite good. Feng Yuan, who was slightly distracted, took a rough look and saw that the stiff bows accounted for half of them. The arrows pointed at the city, and there was no trace of trembling. But where did these thousands of soldiers come from? Even though Feng Yuan put his hands on his eyebrows and tried hard to think about it for a moment, he still couldn't figure it out. He pulled up his exhausted figure and looked into the city. He saw countless grain carts, enough to cover the entire city. Doors were neatly placed in the main street of the city. Countless hungry people walked out of their dilapidated residences into the middle of the street and received life-saving food from the soldiers who distributed food and grass. Some smiled happily, and some immediately shed tears.
Feng Yuan couldn't believe the current scene of Tianxi City, which was almost destroyed under heavy siege and attack. He even forgot about the severe injuries all over his body and struggled to drag up his rotten right leg. He held a knife in his right arm to support the city wall. I have to walk down to the city to have a closer look. Compared with the fact that there were reinforcements to rescue the emergency, and nearly half of his life had been lost at the top of the city, Feng Yuan felt that the illusion of the underworld was in front of him, but it was such an illusion. , no matter what, we should see the other twenty-seven brothers.
But before Feng Yuan staggered down the city, a very ordinary-looking man walked up in front of him. Without using any force, he helped Feng Yuan back to the city. There were two soldiers behind him. He didn't wait. When Feng Yuan opened his mouth, he took off his armor, used a short knife and strong liquor to cut the injured area, and his hands and feet were extremely agile when he started to treat it.
The man was not in a hurry to speak, but took the gourd from his waist and brought it to Feng Yuan's mouth.
"There is no good way to control pain in the army. Let's share some thoughts with alcohol so as not to howl out. Now in this Tianxi City, anyone can howl miserably and anyone can die in the city. Only you, Feng Yuan, died. No, the people in the city and the remaining soldiers are counting on you, the hero, to survive until the retreat, so you must hold on."
It wasn't until several serious injuries on his body were stimulated by strong alcohol that Feng Yuan, who was already numb all over, felt a sharp pain like scraping his bones. To the surprise of others, Feng Yuan, who should have howled or trembled all over, swallowed several After drinking, his face was filled with smiles, and his whole body even trembled with laughter in the end, as if his great wish had been fulfilled and he was satisfied with his ambition.
"I am blessed with great fortune and great fortune. I never thought that I would not visit Yama." Feng Yuan said to himself, unaware that his throat was hoarse. When he opened his mouth, his words were like a lonely ghost crawling out of a tomb, but he still raised his head and looked at the man. , "In the next generation, the people of Tianxi City and the few remaining guards would like to thank you for saving your life."
The man sat next to Feng Yuan, who was soaked with sweat. The two were side by side. At this moment, anyone could see that Feng Yuan had such energy and energy. He was holding it up with his whole heart, and he was holding on without falling. Feng Yuan went to the city because he was too seriously injured. If he let go at this time, he might be seriously injured immediately and his life might not be saved. So some soldiers brought rice porridge and medicine to Feng Yuan to fill his stomach first. If you are short of money, you can eat and drink just like ordinary people until the respite comes over.
During the conversation, the man announced that his surname was Wen. He came from outside the Yuan Dynasty in response to Hehan's order. Most of the soldiers and horses carried food and went to Guzhou for reinforcements. They only attracted more than 10,000 tribesmen to rush in, so there was no need to worry about it. The Tianxi city was secured only because the man received a report two days ago, saying that there was a severe earthquake in the old mansion of the Liuzhou tribe. He once again recruited soldiers and horses from all over Liuzhou. He could rush to the city within a few days after making an appointment. It was considered a success. The last batch of soldiers and horses that Liuzhou can use recently are at their lowest point in terms of money and food, and they are insufficiently prepared. However, they should be able to protect Tianxi City from falling, which is the top priority. The issue of checks and balances in the old manor of the Liuzhou clan was too big to be cleared up because of the accumulated shortcomings. It was not easy to make the decision we made now. A wrong step at the critical moment of life and death would lead to an abyss of missteps. Fortunately, it was not too late to repent.
Feng Yuan made up his mind and was amazed when he heard that tens of thousands of soldiers and horses were just a small group. Although he knew that it was not easy to ask in detail, he still made silent calculations and guesses. Unfortunately, he never guessed where this man's roots were.
During wartime, money, food, and the number of households were very important. Normally, it was quite loose to choose one soldier from a hundred common people. However, during wartime, it was often said that ten people would tax and support one soldier. That was only at that time. It is really hard to make any progress, and it can be said that it is a militancy, but it has to be done like this.
Except for a few nomadic households in the east, there are probably hundreds of thousands of households in the whole territory of Dayuan. Of these hundreds of thousands of households, more than half need to be eliminated because there are many nomads among them. They do not cultivate but are always self-sufficient and pay taxes. Slightly shallow, and after the war started, most of the taxes fell on the people who settled down. Judging from the number of soldiers and horses in Xumeng Mansion now, it is faintly more than ten people and one soldier, and the three states of Guliu and Bailou are also about the same. In a large country, they also recruited soldiers and collected taxes through almost-extractive methods. For a time, people were in dire straits and the people were in dire straits. It was difficult for one or two young men to survive in ten households, and the situation was precarious. But this man who didn't know where his foundation was, said that the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses were no more than a small group, and the majority of them led the troops to Guzhou to rush for reinforcements. The power base behind him should be huge.
"Don't think about who is behind you. At least they don't belong to the Nine Kingdoms. They naturally have plans, but compared to the various forces that will come to the Yuan Dynasty in the future, they have very few plans." The man guessed that Feng Yuan did not need to think carefully. While thinking in thought, he smiled calmly, "It's just that this Tianxi City has been preserved. Based on my guess, the victory or defeat will be reversed from here. It is not a dream. With the three states and the bustling forces from all walks of life, it may not be impossible to win. Meng Mansion.”
???????????????It was the time when the two were chatting, and there was the sound of soldiers and horses outside the city.
The army and horses were lined up on the left and right, and a middle-aged man holding a sword walked out of them. He walked to the bottom of the city in sackcloth and looked up at the city.
"The swordsman Lu Zhan of the Sword Lin Sect came to pay his respects and asked if there was anyone from the mountains in the city who could accept the move."
As soon as the question came out, Feng Yuan could see clearly that the eyes of the short man beside him changed instantly, and then in Feng Yuan's surprised eyes, the man stood up and climbed down the city, and landed steadily on the city. In front of the door, he frowned and looked at the sword-backing officer with two long beards in front of him, and took a long time to answer.
"Jianlin is not a small sect, but now it is attached to the Xumeng Mansion and plans to share the Great Yuan Dynasty? Let me be fair first. The Jianlin sect is not a small sect, but no one can hold on to the name of the big sect. Standing on the battlefield as a mountain man, if you violate the rules, are you really not afraid of someone in the cultivation world?" The top of Tianxi City is so high, and when the man fell to the ground, he was as silent as an autumn leaf. He looked at the man in Lu Zhan's arms with great interest The sword with a black sheath clearly has something to rely on.
But Lu Zhan, who had just paid his respects, did not have any commanding attitude at this time. Instead, he was very frightened. Seeing the man in front of him landing firmly on the ground, he hugged the long sword with a black sheath and bowed deeply. His voice was also a little lower, as if he was worried. The troops behind him heard clearly, and even took two steps forward. Seeing that the man had no intention of taking action, they let out a long sigh of relief.
"It's true that I use people's money to do things for others. I'm just a sword-carrying officer of the Sword Forest Sect serving the young sect leader. Regardless of status and ability, I'm at the bottom of the sect. But since I'm cannibalizing my salary, the young sect leader asked me to come and try. How dare you disobey the sword? Even if you have to bear the sin of violating the rules of a cultivator in the future, you still dare not disobey. There is a perfect sword energy from the young sect master in this sword, which can destroy the city wall. I know that my brother must have amazing abilities. But you still have to be careful. No one can say that they can take over the perfect sword energy of the four realms effortlessly, so don’t show off."
This person is quite interesting.
But Wen Yu did not take a step back. From Bailou Prefecture to the front of the Tianxi Pass, he relied on his own ability to lead the army instead of relying on his cultivation. , There are such good things in the world, there is no reason to refuse.
So when the long sword flew out from the scabbard and spat out a green light that was dozens of feet long, Wen Yu, disguised as a man, stretched out a finger in front of him.
There was no big formation rising up, nor any strange phenomena emerging as expected, but there were already exhausted soldiers and horses above and below the city, and they all held their breath and looked under the city gate. Everyone knew that if Lu The long sword in Zhan's hand flew into the air and broke through the city wall. Tianxi City would not be able to survive today no matter what, but if this ordinary-looking man blocked this perfect sword energy with just one finger, the Tianxi City wall would be no different. After raising another level, it was almost hopeless to break through the city walls and invade the city.
In front of Tianxi City, where tens of thousands of people were killed or injured, there was only the sound of wind.
"The name of the sword is Jie Lu, and the sword move is also called Jie Lu. The young master of the Sword Lin Sect has perfected his sword energy for the first time after he came out of seclusion. He has kept it in this sword and this scabbard. I would like to ask Tianxi City for advice."
As soon as he finished speaking, the green sword energy in front of Lu Zhan surged out. It did not go towards Wen Yu. Instead, it circulated along the front of the formation and suddenly pressed towards the city. It was slim at first, but then passed by as fast as ten feet away. The sword energy is already as wide as one side of the city. He did not win at the sharp point, nor did he plan to use his momentum to win. Instead, he made the sword energy roll up to the top of the city based on its width and narrowness.
The flags of the three armies waved.
The soldiers and horses who had been blocked by Tianxi City for more than a month were roaring and tsunami roaring, and the sky was shaking with drums and drums. However, Lu Zhan, who was standing under the city, put away all his smiles and looked at Wen Yu with wide eyes, who still extended one finger in front of him.
The green sword energy that was as wide as the city's head seemed to have been hit, and disappeared in an instant, like a sudden snow disappearing in the breeze, and then the force that came from nowhere was transmitted to the knot that was hovering in the air. On the hut, a flying sword was broken neatly.
After a while, the city was filled with roars.
There are soldiers who were lucky enough not to die while guarding the city from beginning to end, there are robes left behind by Liuzhou soldiers and horses when they retreated and broke through, and there is also Wen Yu who traveled thousands of miles from Zhusang Road to fight. The roaring and howling of the reckless men coming over the city towered over the sounds of tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in the silent night.
Wen Yu inserted the two flying swords into the city wall and looked up into the distance. To the west of Wufeng Mountain, there were countless horse hooves turning over the dust and snow, and the ground was shaking.
Feng Yuan leaned on the top of the city, and the city wall shook by his ears. He drank two sips of gourd wine and grinned miserably at the man on the side who was also covered in blood.
The night is over and the sky is bright.
