"Song Chen, the seventh-rank inheritor of the court, received the order to help Xiang!" Song Chen took out the imperial edict and held it in both hands. Even if he no longer likes the current emperor, under the supreme imperial power, he must at least do his best to do his superficial skills.

"What a man who was ordered to fight Xiang. Is your Song Chen really worthy of the '10,000 imperial guards'?" A general in white came out. At this moment, he was not wearing armor, giving people a very elegant feeling.

His words caused a burst of laughter around him, and Song Chen also laughed loudly, not caring about it at all.

But when he saw that the sergeant's bows showed no sign of loosening, he felt a little bad.

"The iron rope in my hand is equivalent to ten thousand imperial guards!" Song Chen picked up the silk rope, and the success or failure this time depends on it.

The other party did not answer and waited, and Song Chen couldn't help but shake his head.

In the original history, before Lu Wenhuan surrendered to the Mongol Yuan, his place in Xiangyang was obvious to all, and there was no place to criticize him.

No, could he have the intention of throwing himself under the city wall now, otherwise why would he stack himself under the city wall?

The Mongolians who had reacted had already begun to send a team of people to rush towards him.

"Song Chen, will this person named Lu let us go up?" Shang Yidao was very happy with the intentional difficulties made by the group of people above.

Li Ruyun looked clear, you, Song Chen, had offended the Lu family.

Song Chen felt very innocent. He did not feel that he had offended the Lu family and did not feel much disgusted with the Lu family. Although Lu Tianyi was his enemy, it did not affect his entire family. It seemed that Lu Wenhuan did not think so.

It seems that Song Chen still thought the ancient clan system too simply. He was unanimous to the outside world with the clans of the ancestral hall, and there was no reason to say, so he was naturally hostile to Song Chen.

"General Lu, Zhang Shijie, the commander of the Ezhou Navy, sent me over to "guard Xiang with the order". After seeing us throw away the Mongols, he had already returned!" Song Chen's meaning was very obvious, that is, if you, Lu Wenhuan, don't let him come up, there will be a witness, and the crime is quite serious.

"Then come forward and make a decision after the verification is correct!" How could Lu Wenhuan be frightened by this?

Song Chen almost vomited blood in anger, and the Mongols were getting closer and closer.

This guy doesn't want to see his jokes, he tries to maintain his demeanor, his hands don't shake, his feet don't shake, his voice doesn't shake, and he should pretend to be calm and gentle to deal with it.

Throwing down a rope, Song Chen tied the imperial edict to it, and the soldiers guarding the city pulled it up "slowly", and his eyes almost fell out.

Can you hurry up? Life is at stake!

Are you like this? Isn’t this bullying?

Fortunately, before the imperial edict was pulled up, I hung a wooden basket for only one person to go up.

What does this mean? Song Chen looked at the Mongolian soldiers getting closer and closer and swallowed. Is this going to force us to coax us?

The three of them took a look and could only sit one person.

"Song Chen, you go sit on it!" the two of them said almost at the same time.

"I will order you to go first with one knife. This is an order, fast, time is tight. Li Ruyunshui and I are very good at catching us. They may be able to kill a few more Tartars at that time." Song Chen said in a rare inconclusive tone.

"Song Chen is right!" Li Ruyun's attitude was also firm.

"No, I have to go together!" How could Shang Yidao leave the two of them?

Just as everyone was in a stalemate, I heard a 'hehe' laugh and three baskets finally appeared under the city wall.

"Did you forget that No. 1's range can reach 300 steps? The Tartars are approaching, and No. 1 is greeting me, what are you afraid of?" Lu Wenhuan made a naughty joke with Song Chen, which made Song Chen feel so angry that he had the urge to vomit blood.

Finally, I went up to the city wall and saw the legendary Lu Wenhuan. This person is really quite elegant, giving people the feeling of a Confucian general, but what he did just now was not elegant.

"Do your business, pull up the wire rope and set it as a cableway!" Song Chen was not in the mood to chat with General Lu at this time.

Song Chen wanted to use a long spear to fix it, and then pull the wire rope upwards. The rope was rising and it was about to succeed.

The wire rope kept rising, but after reaching a certain height, it suddenly stopped moving. There was a resistance and someone was pulling it.

Song Chen stopped the sergeant who was preparing to forcefully pull. In order to facilitate the establishment of the cableway, the steel wire used this time is not thick, but the weight is lighter, but if a few strong men hold it, they may be pulled off.

Waiting like this is not a solution. Song Chen took out his monocular lens and looked at him. He saw a fat and strong man pressing on the wire rope, with a huge axe on the ground.

I go, this strong man only needs to take a single axe, and all his efforts during this period will be gone.

That person was far away from him and couldn't attack with No. 1. He sent someone out to cut him off at a distance, and there was no time left.

And he saw a hundred meters away, a Mongolian household shouted at the strong man. Although he couldn't hear anything shouting, he could guess that he must be calling the stupid guy to cut off the iron rope with an axe.

Failure is the mother of success. How can we see the rainbow without experiencing setbacks? Failure is the first step to success.

Song Chen used the spiritual victory method to himself, otherwise he would cry loudly.

What, a fairy floated down from the mountain. People here saw a white dot moving along the cableway, and some people shouted.

At this time, Song Chen ignored it and snatched the telescope from Lu Wenhuan (extra: his own). Lu Wenhuan picked it up and looked at it out of curiosity. What kind of fun was this? He was very depressed and had not seen enough, so he was snatched back.

Qiu Yingying was really like a fairy, stepping on the gangsiqiang with her feet and getting down step by step. She was very fast. She really sweated for her. If she fell down at these dozens of feet, she would definitely be dead.

She gradually got closer and closer to the strong man. Song Chen is just worried about her safety now, and everything else is second.

Two or three feet above the ground, Qiu Yingying fell to the ground with a flip, tripped the strong man with a whip in the air, and then stabbed the other person's heart with two short knives in both hands.

At this time, the Mongolian army also arrived, and there were at least forty people in this group of black soldiers.

Although Qiu Yingying's force was worth an imagination, she walked the tightrope at a height of dozens of feet, and it was completed in a few blinks.

Even such a person cannot deal with forty Mongolian elite soldiers, she is in danger!

Qiu Yingying was not panicked at all, threw away the hidden weapon, and then several people fell down.

"Why didn't she run away?" Song Chen was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Although it was difficult to escape, it was better than waiting to die.
Chapter completed!