Liu Jizong knew that Wuzhou County couldn't bear it, he had been here for five days, and it was more appropriate to say that he had been wandering on the line of life and death for five days, but it was expected that the strange soldiers sent by the imperial court would not appear for a long time, and he looked down at the scarred horizontal wall under the city, and the corpses of the Mongolian people had not passed the foot of the wall.

The desperate resistance of Wuzhou County did not demoralize the enemy, but wanted to arouse their ferocity that it was bound to win. There was not much food in the city, the bows and crossbows were running out, and even the artillery he relied on was reduced to five rounds each.

Wuhou looked at the sky, there were wild geese lined up, his eyes flashed a trace of envy, he knew that there was a beautiful man in the Wuhou Mansion in Kyoto waiting for him to return safely, which was why he could hold on to the lonely city to this day.

At the moment, there is no hope of returning......

On Liu Jizong's side, there was a monk who was gnawing on a greasy dog's leg with his belly open, as if he didn't realize that there would be another day when there would be no corpse in Wuzhou County.

"The master has such a good appetite. Liu Jizong turned his head and said with a wry smile to the madman, for this fat-headed and big-eared monk, Wuhou was both grateful and admired but also helplessly regretful.

If it weren't for the Five Elements Dragon Soup that eclipsed the day and the sword technique that gave the generals a very easy way to defeat the enemy, I am afraid that Wuzhou County would have been ruined a long time ago, but he didn't seem to care about the victory or defeat of the two sides at all, and after that day, he would just accompany Liu Jizong to eat and drink at will without asking anything else.

The fat monk threw the bones from the city, sucked the remaining oil and water on his fingers with a retrospective taste, and pat his belly with a full burp and said, "Hahaha, the poor monk just doesn't want to be a starving ghost." ”

Wuhou was stunned for a moment, he always thought that the monk in front of him was so relieved because he didn't know the danger, but now it seems that he is putting life and death out of the way, so he said respectfully: "The master really has the heart of the Buddha." ”

The monk smiled, turned around and jumped down the steps to find some food and make a tooth sacrifice.

"With the master's skills, it is actually enough to get out of the encirclement, so why stay and be dragged down?" came the admonition from behind the madman, the monk's stubby legs stopped moving, and he walked back to Liu Jizong in two steps.

"The general has something to rely on, so he pushes himself and others to think that the poor monk has a way to live. The little eyes with a smile seemed to see through Li Jizong's heart, "But does the general know that sometimes it is because of reluctance that he needs to be ruthless?"

Liu Jizong was silent and waited for the madness to go down.

"General, don't forget that there are 2,000 people left behind in Wuzhou County..."The monk shook his head and left as if he had no intention of mentioning a sentence.

Liu Jizong's body couldn't help but tremble, as if he was awakened by the cold wind blowing from a high place, he fixed himself in a daze towards the depressed county, his eyes may have been stinged by the flying sand and gradually turned red.

The muscles on the general's face twitched, and finally he shouted: "Someone! Order the people of Wuzhou County to pack up their luggage today! The battalions have gathered their equipment and carried all the feather arrows and shells to the city, and there must be no mistake!"

Another frenzied siege retreated, but no one felt that it was worth relaxing and cheering, for they all knew that all the weapons that could hinder the Mongols' footsteps had been exhausted, except for the sword in their hands.

The Mongols also sensed the difficulties in Wuzhou County, and their attack was much longer because of this, from early morning to noon.

Both Dayu's soldiers and the Mongols knew that the next siege would be the moment when the city was destroyed and people died.

Liu Jizong stared at the densely assembled soldiers, who had not even had time to wipe the dirt off their faces for many days, and the thin guards on their bodies were all covered with blood stains and scars.

Among the many soldiers, some licked their chapped lips, some struggled to open their heavy eyelids, some moved their stiff thighs slightly... Either way, they were staring at the man at the front, waiting for the next order.

In the silence, Wu Hou slowly lowered, first bent his left knee, and then the whole person knelt straight on the ground, in the stunned eyes of everyone, he suddenly bowed down: "I can't stand you!"

"General..."The whole camp was in an uproar, some people wanted to step forward to help Liu Jizong up, but they just took half a step and then retracted, they knew what their general was kneeling for, and their hopes dimmed as their general knelt.

Silent...

Liu Jizong raised his head, and the people who were closer vaguely found that something was flashing in his eyes, and some people didn't believe their ears, and they didn't believe that the iron bone that commanded the army of ten thousand countries and the martial marquis of a country actually choked up at this time.

"It was a decision to enter Wuzhou County, but now that the Mongolian people are breaking the city, it is all my fault to make a big mistake in embattled. Wuhou pressed the dirt, his nails dug deep into it, "For the national soldiers to protect the peace of the country, I don't regret dying, but I can't let the people in the county die from the saber and be burdened by me." ”

People's breathing became thicker and thicker, and the general slammed his head on the ground: "Kneel today, one kneel to follow Akagi, two kneel for the country's loyalty, and three kneel for you to protect the people." ”

"The Mongolian people besieged the city, the people were not allowed to escape, the city was about to be broken, only to go out of the city to lure the enemy to raise troops to attack to protect the thousands of people to take advantage of the chaos to flee south, and this line of ten dead and lifeless, the general knew that it was difficult for a strong man, but I still asked someone to help me resist the enemy until the last moment. Liu Jizong raised his head with tears in his eyes and said intermittently: "If any of you want to save your life, the general will never stop you, you can put down your soldiers and evacuate with the people of Wuzhou County later." ”

Wu Hou got up again, pulled out the knife on his waist and stabbed into the earth vigorously: "This general swears to live and die with the city, and to show Mengkou with blood, in today's domain, I am the only one in the world!"

"Life and death coexist!"

"Blood!"

"One family!"

In the barracks, not a single person put down their weapons, they raised their arms high, proudly as if victorious, and their voices broke through the sky!

The golden chime sounded, the dust flew in the distance, and the sound of horses' hooves was earth-shattering.

The gate of Wuzhou County is wide open, the leader of the person sits on a red horse, holds a long-handled saber, he has a silver helmet, his eyes are as bright as the Beidou, and all the people behind him hold their heads high, showing hatred and anger, which can be called the division of wolves and tigers.

"Why does the master need to be buried here with me?" the general sighed helplessly, and looked guiltily at the monk beside him who was immediately lazy.

"A poor monk has a rotten life, and he can die with the general, that is a matter of putting gold on his body. ”

"Hahaha, since the master is so fond of love, on the West Heaven Road, Jizong will talk to you again!" The general seemed to put down his burden, his eyes followed the enemy army rushing in front of him, the saber swung forward, and he shouted with all his strength: "Kill!"

Then the fierce horse stepped on the wind, so fast that the figure on the horse could not be seen, and then the black and oppressive soldiers seemed to be born from Wolong, thunder in a long drought, and poured out of the nest!

The Meng people didn't expect it, and they couldn't imagine that the Yu army, who had been shrinking into the city, would die and break the net.

Suddenly, the two armies blended, but many Mongolians were defeated.

Even so, in the midst of the battle, the general saw his soldiers falling, either under the whirlwinds of dead things, or by the combined blades...... But whoever it was, as long as there was still a breath, they held that breath, groped for the lying knife inch by inch with their hands, pushed themselves up little by little with their heads, and walked towards the enemy step by step with their blood......

The general's eyes were red again, but he was not crying, his robe was draped on his back, and half of the sunset was red; he wore armor and gold, and ate all the thorns and thousands of cuts; he slashed halberds and broken swords, and shook the territory of thousands of people......

That day the corpses were full of bones, that day the fierce horse lost courage, but there was still a knife that did not reduce the demeanor, there was a person who penetrated deep into the enemy group to break the cold wind, there was a row of shields that did not fade the sharpness, and there was a group of soldiers who forgot to die and did not give in to the tiger dragon.

The horse's hooves were cut off early on, and the general, who was on the ground, tore off the robe around his neck and stabbed his backhand out from under his armpit to penetrate the lower abdomen of the enemy who raised the scimitar behind his back.

However, it was at this moment that someone among the Mongols seized the opportunity to drive his horse to the general's side, and the hidden knife chased him down, hitting him right in the shoulder and sinking into half of the blade.

The general was in pain, but immediately grabbed the back of the knife, and immediately Mengren's face changed dramatically, and he found that no matter how hard he exerted force, he could not regain the weapon, and before he could react, he let go of the handle of the knife, and was dragged off the horse and fell to the ground with a bang.

The dust kicked up obscured the view of the blind, but the next moment the saber that had been embedded in the general's body broke through the gray smoke, and in his frightened gaze, it went straight through his chest and was nailed to the ground.

In the chaotic battle, the general pulled out a blood-stained broadsword, raised his hands to the sky and roared, drinking like thunder on the ground, and the horses within four feet were shockingly turned, and no one was drenched in cold sweat.

The Mongols did not dare to approach easily, so dozens of people surrounded it on horseback and gradually narrowed the circle.

The twin swords are like entering a no-man's land, angrily slashing the horse's hooves, blood splattering five steps, and sweeping the enemy's Adam's apple.

Seeing the loss, the enemy soldiers from all sides continued to rush to this side, and several halberds stabbed down one after another from a high place.

The general's arms were like beasts clamping them, and the tiger's body shook violently, the legs of the pillar were stepped open, and the footboard smashed the ground and sank into it, and he was tall in front of him, and immediately the burly Mongolian man was lifted into the air with the long halberd that was raised.

The halberd fell into the general's hands along his arm, and he erected all his weapons, and the halberd was straight to the falling enemy and burrowed into them.

Under the rain of blood, several corpses on top of one person shook off with his strength, and smashed down many cavalrymen.

The general thought that he was ten, and he was a little tired at the moment, and he stationed his sword at the Mongolian people who were slowly running, and he was about to draw his sword and fight again.

Secretly galloped, and finally ran through the thigh, nailed into the thick soil under his feet, but the general only bent his knees slightly, and the knife in his hand was sharply swung down to cut off the head of the spear, and then the knife bounced up and shot out quickly, the red tassel fluttered wantonly, and not far away, a blindfolded eyebrow was hit by a dart and fell to the ground.

The brave and warlike Mongolian people have never seen such a fierce general in Dayu, and they no longer fight for the first rank, and they have gathered to encircle and suppress.

The saber slashed into the air, and the general could no longer move his injured thigh, and he fell to his knees, his hand could not control the knife, and his knife was gone.

The man was condescending, trying to see on his face the horror of dying, but there was nothing but anger in the general's eyes.

The general laughed, his teeth stained with unknown blood, and he stared with disdain at the Mengren who was about to move but did not dare to take another step: "Thief, dare to kill me!"

A rampant remark made the horses under the crotch of the Mongolian people can't help but retreat. After a moment, when they saw the general's mocking expression, they immediately became angry, and they wanted to cut him with a thousand knives.

Jizong looked up at the falling blade, it was really dazzling, but he raised his head, as if he was planning to confront the blade.

The general closed his eyes, but his heart was settled with peace: "Yang Qinglian, on the Huangquan Road, I am worthy of you!"

There was still a heart-rending scream in his ears, but the general could not feel the knife falling, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a man with his back to him, and within ten steps there were blind people covering their throats.

The sword in the man's hand was stained with blood, and it was the same color as the inky black sword, and he stood there, not showing the slightest panic.

The general exclaimed, but was immediately drowned out by the noise everywhere.

I saw that the person standing in front of him slowly turned his face away and grinned: "You won't die." ”