At the beginning of March, the spring was cold, and the two cities of Xiangfan had a rare period of peace, and once again ushered in a severe test.

Under the command of Kublai Khan, the Mengyuan army regathered the military spirit and swept in again, which stimulated the Mongolian army by some means, and there was a tendency to mourn the counterattack.

Guo Jing guarded the city for three days without sleep, but he could only stop it for a while. This time, the Mongolian marshal Boyan made a plan, relying on the superiority of soldiers and horses, and used a three-pronged approach to encircle the two cities of Xiangfan in a circle, and sent ships to fight for the Han River, so far, Xiangfan finally became an isolated city.

All kinds of favorable times and places are on the side of Mengyuan, and the people of Xiangfan and Xiangfan are panicking, even if they want to help, it is too late, the enemy has been arranging this day for a long time, and there is almost no opportunity to support.

In addition, Meng Yuan also used a new siege weapon in this siege, called the return cannon, which was improved on the basis of the original catapult, with a longer range and more amazing destructive power.

Only this unexpected artifact was erected under the city of Fancheng, and the stones were carried day and night, which was even more powerful than the original catapult, and the defense of the head of Fancheng City was bombarded, and the morale fell to the bottom.

All that came to my ears was the rampant laughter of the Mongol soldiers and the mournful cries of the defenders, mixed with the thunderous drums, murderous and bloody. Guo Jing's eyebrows were locked like knives, staring at this behemoth in the Mengyuan army, this thing seemed to be a fierce beast that devoured the lives of I don't know how many Han people.

Hoohoo!

A boulder surrounded by two people broke away from the rules of heaven and earth, flew into the sky, like a cannonball falling on the top of Guo Jing's head, Guo Jing's eyes suddenly widened, a long roar, his arms shook, his feet were steady, and he struck out with two palms in succession, and he actually lifted the boulder that flew to the weight of tens of millions of catties by taking advantage of the momentum, urging the momentum, and threw it down to the city.

Meng Gong pulled out his knife and slashed down a Mongolian soldier who risked death to climb to the head of the city, and when he drew the knife, a splash of warm ~ spicy ~ spicy blood sprinkled on his face, he laughed miserably: "Guo Shuai, today's matter, I'm afraid I can't do it, you look at the direction of Xiangyang, the thunder is roaring, just listen to the momentum, and it is also a fierce attack, and the Han River is cut off, and the dog Tartar wants to flood the two cities of Xiangfan." ”

At this time, the situation is really chaotic, not only the two cities of Xiangfan have Mengyuan iron cavalry siege, causing infinite pressure in the heart, Hanshui is also a place where the two armies must fight, many ships and huge ships are cross-current, the Song army is more requisitioned fishing boats, dilapidated boats, and pontoon bridges are set up, but the Mengyuan side is prepared, build ships early, cut off the upstream, and wait for today's attack and defense.

"I'm afraid it's a trick of the Tartars, the virtual is real, the real is the virtual, Xiangyang City is difficult to attack, if I am a Tartar, I will shake a shot in Xiangyang, and work together to get down to Fancheng first, and now there is this siege artifact on the Mengyuan side, but there are only two of our divine arm crossbows, and we can't hold it."

Guo Jing said with thick eyebrows.

At this time, another stone smashed like a cannonball, Hulong brushed the two of them, and with a bang, more than ten Song soldiers were killed, so that people couldn't react at all.

The flesh and blood were blurred, and the blood flowed all over the ground, Meng Gong jumped out of the corner of his eyes, gritted his steel teeth, and said: "What Guo Shuai said is not bad, this Tartar has used this catapult this time, it has never been seen or heard, how can an ordinary trebuchet have such a thunderous power, is it really God who does not bless me Da Song?" ”

He raised his knife to kill a Tartar who turned over the wall, and said decisively: "Guo Shuai, you go, Fancheng can't do anything, in terms of the overall situation, your life is much more important than mine, Xiangyang City is easy to defend, and you can still fight against the water." ”

Guo Jing smiled gently and said, "I and General Meng are the same, how can it be useful or useless." It's too early to say defeat, there are Yunshu in Xiangyang City, Yang Guozai, all of them are generals who charge into battle in tens of millions of troops, as well as Li Tingzhi and others, who are also loyal and brave people, and when the offensive is temporarily resolved, they will come to help. ”

"It's these two trebuchets that are hard to do right now, look at me and destroy the siege weapons of the Tartars!"

A dragon chant sounded from the head of Fancheng City, and the eardrums of the Mongolian Tartars on the cloud ladder buzzed on the battlements, and even worse, they fell directly off the cloud ladder, and the Song soldiers were demoralized, shouting in unison, and saw Guo Jing step on the Mengyuan Tartar and go down the city, and every time he stepped on a person's head with his boots, he shattered the head of this person and died.

Under the banner of the commander of Meng Yuanzhong, Boyan sat on the horse, looking at Guo Jing in the midst of the army, as if coming in waves, and sighed solemnly: "I didn't expect that my Great Yuan Grandmaster couldn't take this Guo Jing after all his might, it seems that this person really has the ability to reach the sky." ”

Ah Shu raised his knife and laughed: "A Han dog, what is there to care about, can he really rely on his own strength to defeat our 300,000 iron horsemen, and our grassland sons can shoot an arrow each, and we can also shoot him into a hedgehog." ”

Boyan frowned and said: "The new emperor loves talent, this person and Meng Gong both have to be captured alive, these two people are the backbone of the 200,000 army of the Great Song Dynasty, as long as they can take down the two of them, the morale of the Song army will inevitably fall to the bottom, if one of them can be surrendered, it will be effortless to break Xiangfan, and the fall of the Southern Song Dynasty will only be in the palm of your hand!" ”

Ah Shu's eyes lit up when he heard this, but Boyan's face was very solemn, he actually had selfish intentions in his heart that he hadn't said, his little junior brother Shura Dao Xiao Leng was captured by Xiangyang's side, and Guo Jing was captured, or he could ask them to release Xiao Leng back.

It's just that he looked at the situation tightly, but suddenly changed color, and said: "It's not good, Guo Jing is rushing into battle alone, and he wants to destroy our return artillery!" ”

Ah Shu lost his voice and said: "This person is so bold. ”

The front army was in a commotion ~ moved, it turned out that Guo Jing flew by alone, sassy like a meteor in the sky, such a light skill of the void shadow, even the flesh ~ eyes can not distinguish his traces, everyone has knives and guns in their hands, it is just a phantom shadow left in the air, Guo Jing Jiuyin Zhenjing has been practiced to the point of perfection, the palm strength is more strong, often between the backhand, the palm strength is overwhelming, it is not fierce, but it can overturn more than a dozen people to the ground, break the muscles and bones, and die on the spot.

"The Golden Wheel National Master is known for his divine power, but I'm afraid he doesn't have such skills!"

Ah Shu secretly staggered, he was already a peerless general in the forefront of the Mongolian army, born with the strength of a thousand arms in his arms, able to open a bow and five stones, and was personally awarded the title of "The First Warrior of the Grassland" by Meng Ge Khan. (To be continued.) )