Just ahead of it, there are a large area of ​​men carrying stones to the top of the city.

On the entire city wall in front of him, countless ropes and hanging baskets were up and down, and the stones in the rope net pockets were slowly rising upwards amid the sound of the civilians' horns.

But in the distance, several people dressed as guards from the Marshal's Mansion walked towards him with a majestic war horse.

As soon as Monk Chen saw their armor, he knew that this was Wanyan Chenglin's personal guard.

After seeing them coming, they bowed to Monk Wanyan Chen and said, "Report to General!"

"This is the new war horse that the Grand Marshal has obtained, and this one is the only one left in the imperial horse farm.

The marshal knew that the general had always loved horses, so he specially asked us to send it to the general.

So that the general will ride during the battle... This is a BMW that travels thousands of miles a day!"

"Imperial Horse Field?

How could there be such a horse left there?"

When Monk Wanyan Chen looked up at the war horse, he couldn't help but secretly like it! He saw that the yellow horse was so majestic and tall that his fur was as bright as gold. In the sun, his whole body was as dazzling as gold forged! Obviously, this was a group of war horses chosen from one hundred thousand... But when the emperor evacuated Nanjing, didn't he choose all the good horses in Nanjing?

The guard who had just brought the horse over smiled and said, "It's just because this horse is too strong, so I can't catch it in the horse field.

The emperor left anxiously when he sent troops, so he ignored it."

"So it's a fish that misses the net!"

At this time, Monk Wanyan Chen smiled and looked at the unruly big eyes of the war horse.

When he slowly stretched out his hand, held the BMW's head, and looked at him.

I saw this tall horse becoming quiet quickly.

In front of Monk Wanyan Chen, it was actually very peaceful and tame, as if it had finally found its own master.

At this time, Monk Wanyan Chen smiled and pulled the bridle of the war horse, touching his forehead with its forehead.

On it, Monk Wanyan Chen smelled a smell of grass and wilderness.

The king of horses like this should have been rebellious, and it should be born to belong to freedom and grassland! At the next moment, a cold light suddenly flashed in the hands of Monk Wanyan Chen!… “Puff!”

With a sound, a short knife pulled out from his waist and pierced into the tall and slender long and graceful neck of the tall and big horse! The BMW neighed sadly and then turned to the ground.

As its four huge horses struggled on the ground, a roll of blood splattered out of its neck! Seeing the king of the horses weakened in the miserable neighing, gradually dying under the city wall.

...At this moment, I don't know how many civilians and soldiers were watching this scene. They were all shocked by the monk Wanyan Chen in front of them so that they could not speak! Such a BMW is not only worth hundreds of thousands of gold, but also can be called another life of the general immediately! But why did General Wanyan actually have the heart to draw his sword and kill it here?

Just then, Monk Wanyan Chen took a step back, looked faintly on the battle robe on the side of his legs, wiped the short knife in his hand drying the blood, and inserted the knife back into the scabbard.

After that, Monk Wanyan Chen said expressionlessly: "Thousand-mile horse?

What does it have to do with me when you travel a thousand miles a day and eight hundred miles a night?"

"What are you doing when I, Wanyan, Yan Liangzuo, run so far?

When the Mongolian army came, I died in this Nanjing city in battle. What's the use of it?"

...At this moment, Monk Wanyan Chen's words shocked all the soldiers in the city! Suddenly, everyone's eyes seemed to be a little different.

In their expressions, the distress and fear seemed to disappear.

What came in their expressions was a hint of sadness and determination! Originally, from Wanyan Chenglin to ordinary civilians, who would not know that when the Mongolian army arrived, they would face the end of annihilation of the entire army?

But when they knew that the master general Wanyan Liangzuo wanted to kill BMW and die with the Mongolian army here, the fighting spirit in these people was also aroused at the same time! The noble BMW was like this, but in fact, there was no difference like them!... At this time, Monk Wanyan Chen didn't even look at the military and civilians on the city.

He pointed at the horse on the ground and said loudly: "Distribute its meat to the villagers. Even if such a thousand-mile horse is cooked and drinks a sip of soup, it will give everyone more strength... By the way, leave that horse skin for me."

When I die in battle, if I can still leave my body.

I wrapped this horse skin and threw it in casually! "As he said that, he saw Monk Wanyan Chen turn around, still carrying his hands on his back, straightening his waist, and strode towards the distance.

At this moment, when everyone was watching the general walk away, they saw the civilians in the city gritting their teeth and burst out with a majestic horn! Under their drag, pieces of rolling wooden stones began to climb up rapidly towards the city!... Just as Monk Wanyan Chen tried his best to consolidate the city defense and defend the Nanjing city.

Another person is also paying attention to this distant Nanjing city.

At this moment, on the mountain range at the junction of Yanggu County and Daming Mansion, Yang Miaozhen, who was standing in the horse at the highest point of the mountain, was looking at the undulating Daming Mansion Road in the distance with a telescope.

It was on this mountain pass that last year's commander Shen Mo left behind the poem "I ran from west to east" here. Now the huge stone that brought up the poem is behind Yang Miaozhen.

Yang Miaozhen led the Shandong Legion and 40,000 troops to come here.

Her mission is to send troops to support the defense of Nanjing when Nanjing is in a tight situation and is about to fall.

The attack on the Mongolian army was raided on the flanks, making it impossible for them to attack the city with all their might.

As the war came, Yang Miaozhen's heart was also turbulent and it was difficult to calm down.

...As the war is about to begin, Yang Miaozhen's Shandong Legion has also received supplies and weapons from Shen Mo.

Shen Mo's Shandong Legion originally had 50,000 people, but 10,000 of them belonged to the local garrison troops defending bandits.

The 40,000 Shandong troops brought by Yang Miaozhen this time were Shanxing Army, Dongxing Army, Hongxing Army and Aoxing Army named after the four words "Shandong Red Jacket".

Now her 40,000 troops have been strengthened by Shen Mo to a large number of shotguns.
Chapter completed!