"The thief star fell from the sky, it seems that another hero is about to appear." In a dilapidated Taoist temple, a white-haired and bearded and fairy-bone style, said an old Taoist with the style of fairy bones.

"Master, is there any danger to Brother Feng?" said a woman dressed as a Taoist nun next to him. She was beautiful and dignified, like a fairy. Although the Taoist robe was worn on her, it further highlighted her extraordinary temperament.

"Jinghan, you are worried about Brother Feng again." Xuan Xuanzi said.

The two were Lan Yuhan who disappeared in Xuzhou City and the immortal master Zhang Sanfeng.

I traveled all the way to Jintaiguan in Baoji and stayed for a few days.

Xuan Xuanzi teaches Lan Yuhan to practice martial arts every day. At the same time, when he is idle, he looks at the dark sky. He is a real person who can observe the celestial phenomena at night.

Seeing the thief star flashing in the sky, Xuan Xuanzi knew that someone was going to revolt again, and this person would have great development, far exceeding Sesame Pig. Sesame Pig is probably going to return to heaven in one month, and the star representing him has long been dim.

When Lan Yuhan heard the master say that he was worried about Chen Feng again, his face on both sides of his face flushed: "In a blink of an eye, several months have passed, and I really care about Brother Feng, especially, he must be heartbroken for my disappearance in the chaos."

When I left without saying hello to Brother Feng, I was still a little jealous in my heart. But now, my jealousy has disappeared, and I am full of longing and tenderness.

When Lan Yuhan heard the master say that another hero was about to appear, he first thought of Brother Feng. I wonder if Brother Feng is in danger?

As for the master's joke, Lan Yuhan has long been used to it. The master is more intimate than Shi Yanduan at the time, like a mentor and a kind father. No, he should be a kind grandfather.

Anyway, Lan Yuhan is just a layman, and Taoism has never been like Buddhism. He can no longer have feelings for him when he becomes a monk. Therefore, Lan Yuhan never stopped thinking about Chen Feng, and there is no need to hide it in front of his master.

"Master, who is that thief star?" Lan Yuhan asked.

"The star comes out of the east and goes south, surrounded by the Beidou, which looks like the flag of Chiyou. This place may be in the northeast of Yangzhou. As for who it is, the master is not an immortal, I don't know. However, within three days, this person will definitely appear, raise the flag high and ignite the war." Xuan Xuanzi said.

Lan Yuhan is very smart. Even if Xuan Xuanzi doesn't teach him any knowledge, she can learn a lot of things based on what Xuan Xuanzi said. For example, the art of seeing astrology has been understood by herself.

"Master, how do you see that Brother Feng is not in danger?" Lan Yuhan asked.

"His star is still shining, and it is gradually getting brighter, so how can there be danger?" Xuan Xuanzi said.

Although that thief star has an intersection with the star that Chen Feng belongs to, Chen Feng's stars are even more dazzling, so there is no danger at all.

As long as there is no accident, Chen Feng's danger will occur two years later.

"Master, which star represents Brother Feng?" Lan Yuhan asked.

"The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed." Xuan Xuanzi finished speaking mysteriously, and then he didn't say anything else.

In fact, almost every night, this conversation ends with this conversation. Lan Yuhan really wants to know, but Xuan Xuanzi never revealed it.

This is the secret of heaven.

Humph, Tianji, wouldn’t I go and see it myself? Lan Yuhan looked up at the vast night sky, with stars dotted. Which star is the brightest?

"Jinghan, it's time to meditate and breathe." Xuan Xuanzi said.

"Yes, master." Lan Yuhan had no choice but to stop searching for the starry sky meaninglessly, return to the room he was in, and practice meditation and breathing.

Although Lan Yuhan didn't know what the purpose of meditation and breathing was. Even Shi Yanduan taught her a set of Yue Family Fist. However, she knew that Xuan Xuanzi was famous and was so sharp and agile when she saved her, it showed that her martial arts were already superb. It must be of profound meaning to let her practice these things like this.

She stopped thinking about Brother Feng and began to practice.

Brother Feng will have a great disaster, and only he can save this great disaster. For Brother Feng, he must work hard.

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"What are the Tartars doing?" At the top of Xuzhou city, sesame plums looked at the wooden shelf standing in the distance, a little curious.

The Tartars had been besieging the city for two days. During these two days, they did not immediately start to attack the city, but slowly set up camp ten miles outside the city, and then began to set up some things three hundred steps in front of the city.

In the pre-imagined siege, the Tartar soldiers would rush up at all costs, set up ladders, climb up, and shoot bows and arrows from each other. This kind of battle is like a meat grinder, tragic, but it is also essential.

The hot oil, stones, arrows, they were all ready, but they saw the Mongolians fiddling with some wooden shelves.

The war between the Mongols to conquer the Han people was gone, and many of them had never seen such things.

The reason why Tuotuo delayed this attack for several months was that in addition to preparing the most elite soldiers, another key point was to wait for this group of revive cannons.

Although it is called Huihui Cannon, in fact, this kind of thing is not a cannon, it is just a trencher.

Human wisdom is always endless, especially in terms of murder.

The city is to stop foreign invasion, and if you want to attack the city wall, you have to pay the price of flesh and blood.

The tall city walls and wide moats are all filled and piled up by human corpses.

In the battles about siege and defending the city, various weapons were also invented, such as tall arrow towers, sturdy chariots, and various magical powers.

Among these weapons, there is one type of weapon, the most effective one, which is the trencher.

In an era without thermal weapons, huge stones falling from the sky are intimidating weapons. Even if they are not hit, they will put a lot of pressure on the defenders.

The Huihui cannon, this kind of boulder, uses a rock stone weighing 150 kilograms, and its accuracy is also very high. Although the rack is made of wooden, the important components such as bullet cables, twisted walls, hinge gears, cannon hoes, etc. are all made of iron or copper, which is much more advanced than ordinary trenchers.

When the Mongols besieged Xiangyang for several years, they did not take it down. In the end, the defenders surrendered in the stone bullets of several falling Huihuan cannons.

Then the Mongols went south and could see the shadow of Huihui cannon everywhere.

However, when the Mongols occupied the entire Central Plains, this weapon was forgotten by the Han people. Only in the memories of the elderly can we recall the tragic tragedy at that time.

At this time, the young soldiers on the city wall did not know the purpose of those things.

Until they saw the wooden shelves being supported and then saw the long wooden pole, even though they had never seen it, they could guess it.

That must be a catapult!

"Peng Da, take the cavalry brothers down, charge and kill those catapults." Sesame Li said.

The only way to deal with the trencher is to rush up and kill the opponent. There is not as far away in their arsenal.

During the past few months, they hurriedly trained a cavalry unit of hundreds of people. They originally planned to use it in the final stage, but now it seems that they have to use it immediately.

"Yes." Peng Da's eyes looked like a torch, looked at the trencher in the distance, and hurried down the city.

After getting on the horse, holding a long sword in his hand, Peng Dahu became powerful.

"Brothers, follow me out of the city and kill the Tartars' catapult!" Peng Da raised his long sword and shouted loudly.

The city gate opened and hundreds of people rushed out.

"Prime Minister, hundreds of cavalry rushed out of Xuzhou City." Tuotuo received a report from the central army's large tent.

"Send cavalry to destroy all this cavalry!" Tuotuo said.

Cavalry fighting is the strength of the Mongols. Now there are only a few hundred people on the other side. Just rushing out like this is simply seeking death.

The two thousand-person cavalry teams arranged aside received the order and immediately attacked.

The most tragic battle in Xuzhou kicked off with sword light and blood.

"Win the string and bounce it up, it's five hundred steps away." A gunner shouted next to a reciprocating cannon.

The huge stone bullet was loaded into the net bag on one side. Two men turned the hinge gears on both sides and the tight cables, and began to slowly pull the counterweight projectile on the other side and rise to the highest point.

The gunner operated again, adjusted the orientation, and kicked the mechanism below.

The counterweight projectile fell down, and the huge projectile on the other side of the lever was driven to fly up and fly forward accurately.

The first Hui gun had already fired the first shell, and the one aimed at the city tower at the north gate.

"Be careful!" Mao Gui pulled the sesame plums downwards.

Almost rubbed the head of the city wall, the stone bullet hit the city wall behind, opening a big hole in the two-story tower.

If they were on the city tower just now, it would be very dangerous.

"Leave a few people on the top of the city to check, and the rest go down to the bottom of the city." Sesame Li said.

It is very dangerous to continue staying on the city wall. The opponent aims here. After the projectile of the catapult is fired, the opponent rushes up. At that time, then go to the city wall to fight against each other. This is the most correct choice.

Under the city, Peng Da's cavalry had encountered several times their Mongolian cavalry. Before they got closer, the Mongolian cavalry shot out their own arrows.

The rainy arrows immediately caused considerable casualties to Peng Da's cavalry.

At this time, Peng Da's cavalry had no room for fight back.

It would be good to be able to train civilians into cavalry. It would be impossible to be able to ride and shoot again.

Peng Da's eyes were angry. He looked at his opponent just a few dozen steps away, but he couldn't reach it.
Chapter completed!