111 Killing Enemies With Mulled Wine (2)
The next day, the city alarm rang loudly. The dense mass of the Qingxuan Army outside the city suddenly tried to push in again.
The soldiers defending the city swarmed towards the city wall. Soon, the sounds of fighting shook the sky, and thick smoke rose from the direction of the city wall.
In the city, there were soldiers walking around, shouting for the people to settle down.
"There’s no need to panic, there will be soldiers guarding the city!”
Jiang Ming nodded. Compared to the Green Mountain Army, they were much stronger.
When defending the city, not only did they have to fight against external threats, but they also had to be wary of internal strife. Since the new defenders were untrained, they had messed up the city’s defense strategies several times.
Boom!
In the distance, a group of houses was destroyed by the rocks thrown by the catapults. Arrows also kept raining from the sky. People were screaming in panic. A few Black Tiger soldiers rushed back and forth to deal with the situation, but they were short of manpower. The city was plunged into chaos.
"Get out of the way! Quickly get out of the way!”
Suddenly, a group of people marched over from the direction of the mayor’s mansion. They were all dressed in full armor, and their temperaments were extraordinary. They were hurrying to the top of the city.
"General Guan, the west gate is the lowest, which is good for the Qingxuan Army’s attack. They will very likely try to invade from there!”
Jiang Ming heard a familiar voice, but it had matured a little over the years.
He looked at the group. The person who spoke was a man with a slightly tanned face. It was Peng Lu, who had led him into the Tiger Hunting Village back then. Now, the crow’s feet at the corners of his eyes were faintly visible, and his hair had streaks of gray.
In front of him was a burly figure with a pair of bright eyes. Who else could it be other than Guan Feng?
However, Guan Feng seemed to be as youthful as ever. He looked like he had not aged a day.
"More than twenty years have passed, Master Guan. You’ve also entered the Dao Master realm, huh?”
Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows. With Guan Feng’s previous aptitude, it would be a miracle if he could break through to first class by now. However, he was actually a Dao Master now. It seemed that he had received a lot of cultivation resources in the Flying Cloud Castle.
"They should be here soon!” Jiang Ming got up quietly and followed them without leaving a trace.
After walking through a few streets, Jiang Ming had changed from a white-haired beggar to a pale man in his prime.
"Sir, we must defend this city. I’ll help you move your things!” He ran to a soldier pushing a cart.
"Move this cart of arrows up!” When the soldier in charge of the supplies saw that the people had come to help, he did not have the time to think, and he randomly assigned tasks to them. In any case, it was just to transport things up the city wall.
Jiang Ming quickly mixed in with the crowd and carried a bundle of arrows to the top of the city wall.
On the city wall, Guan Feng stared at the Qingxuan Army’s fierce attack below with a frown.
"Master, I’m afraid this is the end. I didn’t expect us to die together in the end.” Peng Lu walked to the side of Guan Feng and chuckled softly.
Only when they were alone would Peng Lu address Guan Feng like this.
Guan Feng glared at him. “I don’t want to die yet!”
However, there was a trace of fatigue and helplessness in his eyes. He cursed in a low voice, “F*ck you, Wei Yan!”
Peng Lu smiled. “Before we embarked, didn’t we already guess that there was a high chance that we would not be able to return this time?”
"I guess,” Guan Feng sighed, “But when I think about how many of our comrades are going to follow us to the afterlife, I still feel like cursing! I only hope that after we die, the world can be peaceful as soon as possible.” He shook his head. It was because he believed in Wei Yan’s plan that he was willing to be the bait.
The battle to defend the city dragged on for a day and a night. It was not until the next morning that the Qingxuan Army retreated like the tide, leaving only corpses strewn on the ground.
But soon after, the Qingxuan Army sent soldiers to siege the city again.
"These b*stards are really pissing me off.”
Peng Lu’s eyes were bloodshot. The Qingxuan Army were not trying to kill them. They were trying to exhaust them.
"Some of our comrades have been on shift for days. They can’t hold on any longer.” Peng Lu sighed.
Outside the city, a general of the Qingxuan Army was riding a horse, swinging left and right. From time to time, he would circulate his blood Qi and curse the cowards in the city. No one had come out yet to fight him.
Guan Feng stared at that man for a long time and then suddenly said, “Send people to fight!”
Peng Lu was startled and hurriedly said, “Geng Yuanlong is a Dao Master. His goal is to lure us into a one-on-one fight with him. No matter who wins or loses, they want to whittle down our numbers.”
"If we don’t fight now, our morale will drop to zero!” Guan Feng glanced at the exhausted soldiers on the city wall and said, “Now, only by winning one match can we buy more time.”
After a while, Guan Feng gathered the five generals and said in a deep voice, “Who is willing to fight him? We must win!”
They were not afraid of death, but Geng Yuanlong was a famous Dao Master. No one dared say that they had the confidence to defeat him.
Finally, an older general stood out and said slowly, “Let me go. I can’t guarantee that I’ll defeat him, but I, Dong Jiusheng, will not return unless he dies.”
