After eating in the inn, the group left the town and went to the Haimenzhai Ferry again and headed north.

The two girls Turando and Le Chan appeared at the same time, and they were both pretty and cute, which once again caused some fluctuations inside and outside the town.

But seeing Huang Liujia and others being aggressive, no one dared to move lightly.

When we arrived at the ferry, it attracted even more discussions from the crowd.

Monk Wude's old turtle floating on the water was already pointed at by countless people. Seeing Monk Wude and Le Wu standing on the turtle's back, the crowd was even more amazed.

Some people say that this old turtle is probably going to become a sperm.

Monk Wude and Le Chan ignored their words, and the old turtle headed towards the sea smoothly.

The sunset swept across the sea, and the golden light was shining.

Monk Wude is like Buddha.

A Buddhist believer fell to his knees and kowtowed.

In the eyes of ordinary people, monk Wude rides an old turtle, which is tantamount to Taoist gods riding a crane. This is something that only people among the gods can do.

Huang Liujia and others took Tulando on board, followed the old turtle, and continued to head towards Fujian.

They didn't ask, and Monk Wude didn't say it. But everyone knew that Monk Wude had taken action and would escort them to Fujian.

In front of the old turtle, there were also ships heading towards Fujian. The two masters and apprentices of Wu Amiao were on the boat.

The sea is vast and I don’t know the way forward.

Le Chan, who was sitting cross-legged on the old turtle, was a little confused, while Turando, who was standing on the boat board, was also stunned and ecstasy.

In this way, more than ten days have passed.

While Fujian Road was still calm, the war on Kuizhou Road finally broke out.

Zhao Dongting had reached a peace talks with the Yuan Dynasty and showed his sincerity to Li Wangyuan. Now, it is naturally time for Li Wangyuan to show his sincerity.

A total of 50,000 soldiers stationed in Liangshan set off in Zhongzhou and arrived outside Zhongzhou a few days ago. In the early morning of that day, there was a horn outside the city, and the army approached the city.

Zhongzhou County was the main prefecture of Zhongzhou, also known as Nanbin County. When it was under the jurisdiction of the Southern Song Dynasty, it was a military center.

The height of the city walls of Zhongzhou County is not comparable to that of ordinary county towns.

At this time, more than 10,000 White Horse Army gathered in the city. However, this still reflects how little the White Horse Army cares about the Western Xia Army.

There were nearly 30,000 light cavalry from the White Horse Army in Shu to Kuizhou, but now they only gather more than 10,000 to block the Xixia. What if it is not to be contempt?

On the top of the city, there was no solemn look on the faces of the white horse soldiers with white ribbons wrapped around their arms, as if they were confident.

The successive battles in Kuizhou have already raised their morale to the highest point.

With the sound of tidy steps, the 50,000 Xixia troops approached outside the northern city gate, and the formation was very strict.

At the front, there were more than a hundred huge catapults. Next to them were countless huge rocks pushed by flatbed cars.

They didn't have any thunder or grenade launchers, so they used this old-fashioned catapult.

Li Wangyuan was wearing armor, and no longer holding a double sword in his hand, but a spear. The spear was standing upright, and the sharp blade flashed in the morning light.

Next to him were several young Xixia generals.

Then there was the spreading military flag.

Fifty thousand people are so powerful.

On the top of the city was a white horse general wearing silver-white armor standing proudly and shouting at Li Wangyuan, who was under the commander under the city: "Why dare to attack my Great Song City, Xixia thief?"

Li Wangyuan was stunned at the city, then snorted disdainfully and shouted: "You thieves in Shu are really shameless. They are doing the Usher of the country, but they dare to call themselves the people of the Song Dynasty."

Ordinary people don’t understand the strangeness, and Li Wangyuan, as the prince of Xixia, naturally could not not understand it.

Dali, Shuzhong is a family, and now it is something that anyone with a discerning eye in the world can see.

The generals of the White Horse Army just sneered, "It's ridiculous. Why do we say that we are usurping the country's country when we help the country attack and retreat the Yuan army and revive Kuizhou?"

Li Wangyuan was too lazy to say more to him, "It is useless to say more. If you abandon the city and return to Shu, you will be free from swords and weapons."

"Ha ha!"

The generals of the White Horse Army laughed, "Why are you all the defeated soldiers in Xixia, dare to speak loudly and let us abandon the city?"

He waved.

Hot air balloons slowly emerged in the city soon.

Li Wangyuan's face changed slightly. He knew that it was impossible to take Kuizhou without bloodshed. He immediately raised the spear in his hand and shouted: "Surprise the city!"

The White Horse Army came from Shu, but Shu was close to Kuizhou. It was unlikely that they would cut off the White Horse Army's food and supplies to replenish food, and it was impossible for them to go deep into Kuizhou. To seize the city, they would have to attack hard.

It is rare to attack around the city in this era, unless it is almost the same as burning, killing, looting and looting in the rear of the enemy. Otherwise, it is impossible for food and grass to be replenished.

Li Wangyuan also had an agreement with Zhao Dongting that Kuizhou was the old land of the Song Dynasty, so he naturally did not dare to massacre the people on the road of Kuizhou.

Xixia is now the weakest force in the world. Compared with Zhao Dongting's Song Dynasty, they need the Song Dynasty as an ally. Otherwise, they would have been destroyed by the Yuan Dynasty soon.

A rumbling sound rang out.

The shooting poles of the artillery under the city were raised one by one, throwing the huge rocks to the top of the city or hitting the city wall.

Hundreds of artillery firecrackers can barely be said to be a landslide. But compared to the towering and spreading city in Zhongzhou, this is nothing, just like a huge rock shaking a mountain.

The White Horse Army on the top of the city was hit by a huge rock and the flesh and blood flew everywhere. However, the other White Horse Army did not retreat at all.

Thunders bombarded the sky from the small gun chariot and landed towards the Xixia army below.

Condescending, these thunders shot farther than the huge rocks, and some of them fell into the middle of the Xixia army formation.

The flames exploded.

Countless Western Xia soldiers shouted bitterly.

The soldiers of Xixia who saw the power of the sky thunder for the first time were all frightened and looked frightened.

When the Song Dynasty defeated the Yuan Dynasty with thunder and quickly recovered the lost territory. They originally thought it was a bit incredible, but now they take it for granted.

The power of the sky thunder is much greater than that of the stone.

It was just the first round of artillery fire confrontation, and the Xixia soldiers did not know how much more they would lose than the White Horse Army on the top of the city.

A Xixia general who was immediately beside Li Wangyuan said hurriedly: "Marson, their thunder is too fierce! Should we retreat for the time being and make a long-term plan?"

However, Li Wangyuan raised the spear in his hand and shouted: "Siege the city!"

Let the flag shake.

The snare drums are endless.

The soldiers of Xixia shouted and rushed towards the city wall.

The artillery fire of the White Horse Army on the top of the city continued to vent.

The Xixia soldiers had only reached the front of the city six hundred steps, and countless cold arrows appeared at the battlements on the top of the city.

"put!"

With the shouts of the generals on the city, crossbow arrows shot towards the Xixia soldiers under the city.

These crossbow arrows are powerful and can often shoot through two or three Western Xia soldiers with one arrow.

The Xixia soldiers in the front row were filled with hatred in an instant.

The white horse generals on the city wall just laughed.

Li Wangyuan looked up at the city wall with an ugly expression. He didn't understand military affairs very much, but now, it can be seen that it is not easy to break Zhongzhou.

The White Horse Army already has the advantage of the city wall, and now the military is more powerful. Not to mention the 50,000 Xixia soldiers, even 100,000 may not be able to win this city.

But what can he do?

Looking at the soldiers who were constantly dying in front of him, he also wanted to retreat. But when he thought of his sister Li Xiushu, he really couldn't bear to give the order to retreat.

My sister has just left the Yuan Dynasty. Could it be that she will continue to live such a dark day in the palace of the Song Dynasty?

The hot air balloon in Shu also floated over the Xixia army soldiers at this time.

Thunders fell downwards.

The Xixia soldiers who rushed to the moat in the rain of arrows were blown up again.

Many soldiers carried cloud ladders, but before they could even put them on the moat, they were blown away by the sky thunder.

Time passed quickly for dozens of minutes.

There were 50,000 soldiers in Xixia who were attacking the city in a vast expanse, but no one could rush outside the city gate. There were even very few people who rushed across the moat.

The siege hammers that were pushed out from the army were treated with emphasis by the White Horse Army in the sky and were blown to pieces one after another.

"Marson, let's moan Jin! We can't conquer!"

"marshal!"

"The last general begs the marshal to retreat!"

"If you continue to fight, all the soldiers will die!"

More and more Xixia generals could not help but follow Li Wangyuan and persuaded him to retreat.

The siege can be said to have just begun, but the White Horse Army has already hit them head-on.

There were probably thousands of soldiers who lost their lives, but they didn't even touch the city gate. How could they fight this battle?
Chapter completed!