Chapter 142
Chapter 142
Zhou Yuan's verbal tactics were too terrible. Although the soldiers of the three camps attacked fiercely and almost broke through the defense of the Jinyiwei, there was still a certain degree of turmoil under the psychological attack.
Mainly, the three vanguard generals were panicked, not to mention the small officials below.
Han Tuo's scalp tingled, and he thought to himself that Zhou Yuan's rhetoric was really terrible. Who could have thought that he could come up with such a trick.
This kid must die today, otherwise he will become a big trouble in the future. Now that the gap in strength is so big, he can still play with flowers. If he is given a little support, he is afraid that he will turn the world upside down.
Thinking of this, Han Tuo immediately shouted: "Quick! Fire attack! Shoot the rockets!"
Teams of archers rushed out, and thick cloth balls were tied to the arrows. The cloth balls were sprinkled with tung oil and lit with fire, and they immediately burned.
So hundreds of arrows were fired at the same time, all flying into the Kuixing Square, and the fire inside immediately burned.
Xiong Kuohai and the young men in Kuixingfang had already prepared water, and they quickly started to put out the fire before the fire was completely ignited.
At this moment, Han Tuo shouted: "Masters, cooperate with us to attack the city! Kill them!"
One after another, strong men with headscarves ran out of the crowd. They were all masters of Wusheng Sect. They had extraordinary light skills and climbed the ladders and attacked the city walls in a few steps.
The female guards who were responsible for lobbying in advance started to meet them with swords.
The battle was in full swing and had reached a white-hot stage.
Wang Ang, covered in blood, rushed to Zhou Yuan and said anxiously: "Sir, we can't hold on. There are too many people on the other side. Even if we occupy a favorable position, we can't withstand the countless enemies' attacks."
"Many brothers are exhausted and can't even lift their swords. Some brothers have fallen directly. It's too hot."
Zhou Yuan looked at the sky and said slowly: "Then let them go. Command the brothers to gather together and retreat. Just protect the people in the square and let them in."
Wang Ang said: "But if we let them in, we will be even more defeated. In terms of large-scale combat capabilities, our Jinyiwei is not their opponent at all."
Zhou Yuan frowned and said: "Execute the order!"
"Yes!"
Wang Ang immediately roared, not daring to hesitate, and rushed back.
"Retreat! Retreat to the square!"
He retreated all the way with his sword, and at this moment, the square gate finally opened.
Countless armies attacked Kuixing Square, and the rockets outside naturally stopped.
Zhou Yuan was relieved and murmured, "I think the family is almost successful."
"Well, they did a good job."
A clear voice suddenly sounded, and a golden figure floated over and landed steadily on the city wall.
A golden phoenix crown, a tassel mask, a pair of eyes as deep as the sea, and an aura that makes people feel ashamed.
No doubt! The Holy Mother of No Birth!
My dear master, why are you playing cosplay at this juncture? What is your purpose?
Zhou Yuan clasped his fists and smiled, "Could this sister be the Holy Mother of No Birth? I have not seen your face yet, but I am convinced by your beauty."
Anyway, Zhou Yuan understood that although the master's position was vague, he should not take action against him, otherwise why wait until now.
So it is better to say a few nice words to make her happy. If it can make her stop the unknown action, it is also a good thing.
And the Holy Mother of No Birth was confused.
This young man is so shameless, how could he say such a thing?
For a moment, she didn't know how to answer.
Zhou Yuan smiled and said, "Sister Saint, have those noble families caused trouble in the city?"
Saint Wusheng said, "Yes, they have mobilized thousands of servants to spread rumors everywhere, saying that Annan Hou is going to massacre the city tonight."
"Some people didn't believe it at first, but with the outbreak of the war here, and the noble families deliberately retreating from the city with great fanfare, the people of Lin'an Prefecture believed it."
"Now hundreds of thousands of people are rushing to the streets with their families and luggage, preparing to escape from the city."
"The 6,000 defenders of Lin'an Prefecture and the remaining 5,000 reserve troops can no longer control the situation."
Zhou Yuan applauded and said, "Great, in this way, Lord Li will have a chance to attack the government office and start taking over the constables."
Saint Wusheng tilted her head, her face full of confusion.
What's wrong with this person? He's not afraid of me? Why does he seem to treat me as a friend?
The Holy Mother of No Life said coldly: "But as long as I kill all the leaders of Kuixingfang, all your plans will be in vain, especially you, Zhou Yuan, you deserve to die."
Zhou Yuan spread his hands and said: "Anyway, I am yours in life and your ghost in death. If you want to kill me, I have nothing to say."
Master, the main reason is that I can't beat you, and I believe that you will not kill me.
AndThe Holy Mother of No Birth was confused again.
Who is he? How come he is like my man?
The Holy Mother of No Birth raised her sleeves, her internal force overflowed, and she held Zhou Yuan in mid-air.
She narrowed her eyes and said, "You are talking nonsense to me? Ha, then I will kill you and see if my twin sister will feel heartbroken?"
Ah? Twin sister?
Zhou Yuan suddenly woke up to everything and immediately said anxiously, "Holy Mother Sister, spare my life. I will never dare to pretend again."
He knew he was wrong, and his heart was in a panic. He first scolded the whole family of the Great Sun Dharma King, and then said, "I am willing to serve the Holy Mother Sister for the rest of my life."
This is a normal person.
The Holy Mother of No Life narrowed her eyes and said, "Save you? Impossible, you almost disrupted my plan by yourself."
"Oh, wrong, wrong!"
Zhou Yuan said loudly, "Although I don't know what the Holy Mother's plan is, I know that if I complete this plan, it will be better than now!"
The Holy Mother of No Life sneered, "You are really arrogant. My sister is so cold, how could she accept someone like you as her disciple?"
Zhou Yuan said, "Sister Holy Mother, my good uncle, it's useless for you to kill me now. Everything has been deployed. Han Tuo has already been defeated!"
"Hahaha!"
The Holy Mother of No Life laughed disdainfully, "15,000 troops rushed into Kuixingfang, and you still think Han Tuo has been defeated?"
"He really has been defeated."
The Holy Mother of No Life snorted, "You can win in this situation, let alone spare you, I can even marry you!"
"It's a deal!"
Zhou Yuan hurriedly shouted, "Quick, put me down, let's go and see together!"
The Holy Mother of No Life was stunned.
At this moment, more than 10,000 troops from the three camps of Wuwei, Wuyong and Wurui have gathered and rushed into the town with overwhelming force.
Xiong Kuohai, Wang Ang and others have already despaired. Facing such a powerful army, how can they survive?
But at this moment, Zhao Jianjia shouted: "Get out of the way!"
Along with the voice, dozens of soldiers in armor strode out of the town, and then divided into two columns to open up a passage.
At the end of the passage, a woman came with a horse. It was Xue Ningyue.
And the old man in armor sitting on the horse was Xue Changyue.
Everyone stopped.
Xie Chengyi, Jiang Hui and Cao Xiong looked dazed. They quickly jumped off the horse and took a few steps forward. Their eyes were already wet.
Xue Changyue looked at the three coldly and said sternly: "Drive out the Tartars, swear to protect the country, die on the battlefield, and never regret."
"This is the oath of our Datong Army. Do you still remember it?"
"If you don't remember, then come with your sword. Although I am old, I still have the ambition to serve my country and I am willing to die for your majesty!"
Xie Chengyi's legs were already trembling. He suddenly knelt on the ground and cried bitterly: "Your subordinates pay their respects to the general!"
"Your subordinates pay their respects to the general!"
Jiang Hui and Cao Xiong also knelt down.
Tens of thousands of soldiers in the rear shouted in unison and knelt on the ground.
Xue Changyue, the governor of Datong at that time, was Zhou Yuan's last card.
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