The Mongolian soldiers under the city shot arrows at random. Hong Qigong grabbed the rope with his right hand and danced his clothes like a shield with his left hand, deflecting all the arrows. Zhu Ziliu alternated his hands and pulled Hong Qigong higher and higher. Seeing that Hong Qigong was only two feet away from the top of the city, the Mongolian soldiers suddenly shot two arrows towards the top of the city. An arrow was shot at the middle section of the rope. The arrow was about a foot away from Hong and Zhu, and they were unable to block it. Another arrow shot at Hong Qigong with strong wind. These two arrows were extremely powerful, and the shooter obviously had extremely deep internal strength.
There was a "pop" sound, and an arrow from the top shot the rope into two pieces. Hong Qigong turned back and pushed away the arrow from the bottom, and fell towards the city. Yang Ying suddenly grabbed half of the rope in Zhu Ziliu's hand with her left hand and rushed down to the city. Zhu Ziliu hurriedly lowered the rope, and Yang Ying grabbed Hong Qigong's arm with her right hand. Zhu Ziliu moved his arms vigorously again and threw the rope over his head. Hong Qigong and Yang Ying drew a circle in the air, flew into the air like two big birds, and landed on the city wall.
After Hong Qigong and Yang Ying stood firm on the city wall, Zhu Ziliu threw the rope off the city wall again. At this time, the rope has become shorter and is still more than ten feet long from the ground. Zhou Botong jumped up and grabbed the rope. Zhu Ziliu hurriedly pulled it up. The masters of the Mongolian army shot feather arrows in succession. Some shot Zhu Ziliu, some shot Zhou Botong, and some shot ropes. Zhu Ziliu swung the rope to the side and swung Zhou Botong away. Both Zhou Botong and the rope avoided the arrows. The feather arrow that was shot at Zhu Ziliu himself was flicked by Yeluqi with his finger, and the arrow fell diagonally down the city wall.
Zhu Ziliu pulled Zhou Botong up the city wall and threw the rope under the city. Guo Jing said: "Xiang Shaoxia, you go up first!" Xiang Yan said: "Why don't you go up first?"
It's General Guo, go up first! I have armor, the Tartars can't hurt me, it doesn't hurt to hold on a little longer. The general is made of flesh and blood, so it is better to go up first. Guo Jing said: "Okay." Get up there as soon as possible. "
Guo Jing jumped up and grabbed the rope, and the Mongolian army fired arrows at Guo Jing and Xiang Yan. Xiang Yan suddenly felt frightened, and then two feather arrows shot through the armor, hitting Xiang Yan in the middle. Fortunately, the quality of the armor was good, and Xiang Yan's "Dragon's Iron Cloth Shirt" was also well practiced. Both arrows did not penetrate deeply into the flesh, and the damage was not serious.
Xiang Yan was surprised: "Can anyone shoot through armor of this quality? There were two masters who shot Hong Qigong and Zhou Botong before, but you two didn't shoot Guo Jing but came to shoot me? Why did Guo Jing climb the city wall? We're already halfway up the climb, if you don't stop Guo Jing, he will run away."
Xiang Yan hurriedly used his "breath gathering skill" to think of a way to escape. Before Xiang Yan could think of a way, Xiang Yan was hit by several more arrows. Although Xiang Yan could sense the danger, his body couldn't avoid it - Xiang Yan's movements were not agile enough in the first place, and now that he was wearing such heavy armor, his movements were even slower.
Seeing Xiang Yan being hit by arrows one after another, Guo Jing suddenly let go of the rope and fell to the bottom of the city. He came to Xiang Yan's side and grabbed Xiang Yan's arm, and jumped up again to grab the rope. The two of them each stretched out a hand to grab the rope, while Guo Jing blocked the arrows for them, giving Xiang Yan some peace of mind. When Zhu Ziliu pulled Guo Jing and Xiang Yan halfway toward the city wall, the rope suddenly broke with a "pop" and the two fell down the city again. The Mongolian soldiers took the opportunity to shoot random arrows at the two men, but Xiang Yan was hit by another arrow.
Guo Jing, Hong Qigong, Zhou Botong and other martial artists are highly skilled because they have deep internal strength. If special means are used,
Absorbing or sealing their internal strength, they are not much stronger than ordinary Mongolian soldiers. Xiang Yan was born in physical training. Even when he had no internal strength like when he met Zhao Min and Wan Yanping, Xiang Yan's own physical strength alone was not something that ordinary Mongolian soldiers could handle.
No matter how deep the internal strength is, it has nothing to do with the person's weight, but if the physical strength is strong, the muscles will naturally develop. Xiang Yan was much heavier than Guo Jing and others, and he wore an armor that weighed dozens of kilograms. As a result, the rope could not bear the weight of the two of them and broke directly.
Xiang Yan quickly weighed the situation after landing: "The existing rope has been broken twice and is already very short. It is not yet known whether Guo Jing can grasp the rope, but with his own lightness, he will definitely not be able to grasp the rope. If he wants to pull me up, , we can only replace a thicker rope. Just changing the rope is not something that can be done in a short time, right? Who would put a few more ropes on the top of the city for no reason? But the feathers on his body The arrow has proven that I cannot dodge the cold arrows of the Mongolian masters. I am afraid that I will be shot to death by the Mongolian masters before the people in the city can throw down the ropes to save me again."
Xiang Yan said to Guo Jing: "General Guo, it's not an option for us to stay here as targets for the Tatars. We'd better rush over and fight the Tatars!"
Under the current situation, if I stayed where I was and served as a target for those two Mongolian masters, it was still unknown what would happen to Guo Jing, and I would probably not survive. The only way is to rush into the Mongolian army and use ordinary Mongolian soldiers as cover, so that the two Mongolian masters have scruples and dare not shoot cold arrows - ordinary Mongolian soldiers can't hurt me anyway, so as to wait for the people on the wall to throw down again. The rope is the only way I can survive.
