The scorching sun armor gave Wanyan Zongbing the ability to control all fires in the world. For decades, Wanyan Zongbing relied on this armor to roam the grasslands with the Jin cavalry, with great momentum and the courage to swallow up thousands of miles. They wiped out the Liao Dynasty in one fell swoop, and then worked together with Yin Shuke to break through the capital of Bianliang. He used the power of the scorching fire armor very skillfully. At this moment, several seemingly insignificant small fireballs actually contained earth-shaking power.

It seemed to fall slowly but actually quickly on the city of Brahma. Wanyan Zongbing didn't care about it at all. His eldest son Wanyan Lie and many Jin soldiers and cavalrymen were still at the front gate and had not yet evacuated. The dazzling little sun quickly expanded, and the city wall that was hit head-on collapsed with a loud bang. The rubble flew like meteors, and the smoke and dust surged like huge waves, as if a huge hole was torn in the sky, and endless destructive power poured down.

On the city wall, countless guards including Liu Guangshi collapsed and fell along with the huge rocks and flames.

"General!"

Wang Xiaoshi pushed the Postnatal Mahayana Technique to its peak, and wielded the magic weapon Qianyi that the white-robed hermit had remade for him. Thousands of sharp blades instantly transformed into a long silver dragon, which bared its fangs and brandished its claws in the sky as his true energy circulated, instantly wiping out all the Jin soldiers within a few dozen feet.

Taking advantage of this gap, he used his superb martial arts skills to quickly rescue Liu Guangshi from the sea of ​​rocks and fire.

At this time, General Liu was in a state of extreme embarrassment. His beautiful beard, which he was always proud of, was also burned to pieces, and his tiger eyes were filled with tears. However, compared with his own embarrassment, he could not accept the shocking blow just now. The entire wall collapsed in an instant, burying 3,000 elite soldiers in an instant, and the extremely precious red cannon was also destroyed.

Wanyan Lie, who had attacked the city in time, was also wiped out, but so what? In Liu Guangshi's eyes, the lives of the Song soldiers were ten times more precious than those of the Jin soldiers.

“Damn it…”

However, it is too late to feel sentimental now.

Wanyan Zongbing, who had recovered his strength after leaving the general's tent, waved his hand again, and another team of 10,000 people came out of the tent and rushed towards Fancheng.

Previously, Fancheng had cannons and city walls as barriers, but now all the barriers have been destroyed. Fancheng, which has no defenses, seems to be about to face a bloody massacre by the Iron Pagodas.

"Support! Where is the support from Xiangyang City!!!"

Although there were still 40,000 defenders in Fancheng, without the city walls, the two-legged soldiers were no match for the four-legged Jin cavalry. Without support, they would be completely wiped out by the enemy in a short while.

"Look up, Marshal! Support is coming!"

Wang Xiaoshi raised his hand with excitement.

Liu Guangshi looked up at the sky following Wang Xiaoshi's finger.

At some point, the sky was filled with giant kites flying from south to north. If you look closely, you can see that each kite is controlled by a martial arts master, and each of them is holding a few cans of Thunderbolt in their arms.

This is exactly the secret weapon that Tianyi Jushi created for Xiangyang City based on Song Tianen's idea - the flying man! A secret weapon specially prepared for the defense of Xiangyang City!

Each giant kite was woven from Hubei's special tough bamboo and expensive silk, and then driven by the martial artists with their own true energy, they actually flew up like a kite and came to support across the Yangtze River!

Leading the way were four extremely large kites, on which were the four former great detectives, Tie Shou, Wu Qing, Leng Xue, and Zhui Ming. These four led hundreds of powerful martial arts masters from different directions and flew towards the 10,000-man army outside Fancheng.

One after another, ceramic jars filled with Thunderbolt were thrown down, and the fuse of the Thunderbolt was ignited, drawing brilliant streaks of fire in the air, and falling on the Jin army's ten thousand-man army as densely and swiftly as a meteor shower.

Those ceramic jars exploded the moment they touched the ground. Amidst the deafening roar, flames shot up into the sky, smoke filled the air, and the Jin soldiers were blown away and fled in all directions, with people and horses falling to the ground.

Even the Iron Pagoda's heavily armored cavalry seemed vulnerable under such a fierce attack. Although the heavy armor could resist swords and knives, it could not withstand the impact of the flames and explosions falling from the sky.

In an instant, the Jin army's formation was in chaos! In a short while, the 10,000-man army was blown to pieces.

"Great! What a great aerialist!" Seeing this, Liu Guangshi's eyes flashed with excitement, and his originally heavy mood instantly became excited.

The soldiers in the city shouted "Long live the city!" The low morale seemed to be restored.

After the bombing, the flying man drew a perfect arc under the control of the martial arts masters, and seemed to be returning to Xiangyang City to replenish ammunition.

But some people won't let them go.

Wanyan Zongbing sneered, "Finally, I've forced the Song people to reveal their trump card! It's nothing more than this!"

He actually lost a total of ten thousand troops in three days just to force the Song people to reveal their trump card?

"Then it's all over!"

Wanyan Zongbing sighed, and suddenly turned into a huge fire man. Then he soared into the sky and approached those flying people at a high speed!

"Not good! Wanyan Zongbing wants to hunt those flying men! Go and cover them." Liu Guangshi waved his hand, preparing to turn the giant crossbows in the inner city and shoot at Wanyan Zongbing in the air. However, it was all in vain, because Wanyan Zongbing was too fast, and the crossbow arrows fell helplessly behind him.

"Flame Whip!"

Wanyan Zongbing was flying at high speed in the air, and his hands turned into fire whips to lash at the flying people one by one.

The fire whip was like a dragon, cutting through the sky. With every whip, a person flying in the air was torn into pieces.

Because the flying man has to use both hands to control the kite, he cannot fight back at all.

The remaining half of the flying men and the four great detectives had no choice but to descend their altitude.

But once they lowered their altitude, they would face a hail of arrows from the Jin soldiers' cavalry.

The flying people were cleared out in an instant.

Even if they were lucky enough to land safely on the ground, they would be surrounded by the Jin soldiers and would find it difficult to escape. If no action was taken, this flying army would be wiped out.

Wang Xiaoshi mentioned the magic soldier Qianyi: "General Liu! We must take the initiative to go out of the city to fight! Otherwise, they will surely die."

Liu Guangshi shouted angrily to the messenger beside him: "Bring my warhorse here. Tell the people in the city to withdraw the wounded soldiers to Xiangyang City! The rest of the army will charge forward with me to rescue the friendly troops!"

At Liu Guangshi's command, the whole Fancheng seemed to be ignited by the raging fire of fighting spirit. The soldiers acted quickly, and the wounded were evacuated in an orderly manner with the help of medical staff, while the remaining soldiers held their weapons tightly. The sound of war drums was deafening and resounded through the sky, and for a time it even drowned out the sound of fighting on the battlefield.

"kill!"

Wang Xiaoshi took the lead, his figure light and he moved freely in the chaotic battlefield. The Qianyi Sword was like a living thing in his hand, and every swing was accompanied by a sharp sword sound. The armor of the Jin soldiers was like paper paste under the sharp sword blade, and they shattered one after another. At this time, the four great detectives who were trapped in the siege stood back to back with the masters of other factions.

The tacit understanding between the four great detectives needs no further explanation. Tie Shou splits mountains and rocks with his iron palms, Wu Qing strikes with precision with hidden weapons, Leng Xue’s swordsmanship is sharp, and Zhui Ming’s Qing Gong is outstanding. The four cooperate with each other and repel the Jin soldiers who besieged them one by one. However, when faced with the tide of Jin soldiers rushing over recklessly, human power is ultimately limited.

Thousands of spears stabbed at the same time.

"Brother, please save me!"

Lengxue shouted shrilly, and Zhui Ming, who was known for his lightness, was the first to be fatally hit. Because the space for him to dodge on the battlefield was too narrow, he was hooked by a few Jin soldiers with long hooks and dragged into the battle formation. Dozens of swords, spears, sticks and clubs were all thrown at him, instantly breaking his bones and tendons.

One centurion even raised his hammer and was about to smash his head with one blow.

After hearing Lengxue's urgent cry, Tieshou roared angrily, and all the true energy in his body suddenly surged. He punched out with his usual magical power, and blasted out a fist of energy, blowing away all the shield-holders in front of him.

Several people were about to take advantage of this opportunity to rescue Zhui Ming.

Unfortunately, this was a battlefield, not a martial arts world. There were densely packed with people all around. After killing dozens of Jin soldiers with one punch, dozens of additional soldiers came up to reinforce them, blocking their way.

He could only watch helplessly as the centurion smashed Zhui Ming's head like a watermelon.

"No! Kill... Kill you!" Leng Xue and Zhui Ming were usually partners and had a very good relationship. Seeing Zhui Ming's tragic death, he was so angry that he lost his mind. He ignored the ruthless dissuasion and picked up the Qiuyue Sword, which was as cold as a star, and went straight for the centurion's head. However, this was exactly what the centurion wanted.

Just to one side of his body, there were hundreds of archers behind him shooting crossbows at the same time, and there were several wizards and shamans hiding among the crowd of archers chanting evil spells to disturb his mind.

Zhui Ming was in a trance and seemed to see his mentor Zhuge Zhengwei waving at him in front of him.

In just such a short moment, he missed the opportunity to dodge.

Hundreds and thousands of sharp arrows pierced him into a hedgehog.

In just a few breaths, two of the four great detectives who once shook the martial arts world and made the biggest bandits tremble in fear fell.

However, the remaining Wuqing and Tieshou had no time to feel sentimental, because the death of two masters inevitably left loopholes in their defense line, and their situation became precarious!
In the distance, Wang Xiaoshi was extremely anxious. Seeing that they were about to be annihilated, he could no longer care about anything else! He took a deep breath, gathered all the true energy in his body on Qianyi, pointed the tip of the sword to the sky, and in an instant, the whole sword seemed to be wrapped in flames, emitting a dazzling light.

"Thousands of Fire Dances!" Wang Xiaoshi roared, and the tip of his sword pointed out a flame like a dragon, soaring into the sky, and then turned into countless fire snakes, sweeping towards the surrounding Jin soldiers. Wherever the fire snakes passed, the Jin soldiers wailed and fell to the ground one after another, and the hundred feet in front seemed to have become a dead zone.

With one move, he wiped out three hundred-man teams and instantly created a gap in the encirclement.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

What happened here also attracted Wanyan Zongbing's attention.

"It's quite interesting. The friction between weapons can actually generate weapon fire. This requires both controllability and wisdom. He must be a genius of the Song Dynasty. But I just like to kill geniuses of the Song Dynasty."

"And that Liu Guangshi, instead of hiding in the ruins and trying to survive, actually dared to take the initiative to fight me in the open? Who gave you such courage! Pass the order! All troops charge! I will kill all these people in front of the Han River and give that old turtle Zong Ze a great gift!"

Following Wanyan Zongbing's order, more than 200,000 Jin soldiers rushed out like a landslide and tsunami, surrounding Liu Guangshi and other 30,000 elite Song soldiers who had left the city to fight to the death, leaving no blind spots.

For a moment, the shouting and killing sounds shook the earth, and even the city of Xiangyang on the other side of the Han River could be heard clearly.

Looking at the tall buildings in Xiangyang City!

Of course, they knew everything that happened in Fancheng on the other side of the river.

Seeing that the friendly forces were surrounded and about to be wiped out at any time, more than a dozen generals knelt on the ground and asked to fight.

"Marshal Zong, please give the order for us to attack! Otherwise, General Liu and his men won't be able to hold out for much longer!"

"Commander, we can't just stand by and watch someone die!"

"Commander, as long as you give the order, I will personally lead my men across the river to rescue all the brothers."

Unfortunately, no matter how the people around him invited him to fight, Zong Ze remained unmoved.

Seeing that the soldiers were furious, Zong Ze placed his hands heavily on the city wall.

"Everyone! I have been entrusted by the Regent! We must defend Xiangyang to the death and hold back Wanyan Zongbing's 500,000 troops here. Let alone the 40,000 men on the other side of the river, even if there are 80,000 or 100,000 of them! We cannot move and let Wanyan Zongbing find an opportunity to take advantage of us. I have the Imperial Sword bestowed by the Regent himself. Anyone who talks about going out of the city to fight will be killed without mercy!"

"Alas!" Although the generals knew that what the commander said was for the overall situation, they had to watch their friendly troops fall into danger while they were unable to do anything. This was a cruel reality that no soldier could accept.

Just when the atmosphere was getting gloomy, someone suddenly said, "Hey, why is the wind blowing so hard?"

You know, the sky in Xiangyang is clear today, without even a trace of breeze. Where did this strong wind come from?
Some even pointed at the lower reaches of the Han River and shouted, "Look, everyone, it's the Regent's navy!"

I saw the Han River flowing upstream, with countless ships blocking out the sun, and I saw big words "Song" on the sails!
Marshal Zong was very excited. After holding out for seven days, he finally saw the navy of the Regent. This means Jian'an has been broken! Then it's time for the Song army to counterattack.

Wang Xiaoshi was surrounded heavily, his hands were numb at the moment, he didn't know how many people he had killed, his true energy had long been exhausted, only instinct drove him to raise his hands and chop down continuously, friendly soldiers around him died one after another, but no one retreated, they could only fight to the death.

"Hey, is it raining?"

The sun was shining brightly, but a few cold raindrops were dripping from the sky.

When it fell on the surface of the body, Wang Xiaoshi and others actually felt their fatigue completely swept away, and even their physical strength was restored.

But it was different when it came to the Jin soldiers. The spell on their armor was actually eliminated directly, and layers of frost spread on the surface of their bodies, slowing down their movements.

Wanyan Zongbing stretched out his hand with a solemn expression, feeling the icy rain: "Ling Yujia!! What happened to Wanyan Loushi? Even with 300,000 troops, can he let the Song people succeed???" (End of this chapter)