A few days later, after turning around the teleportation array, Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan took Bao BuTong, a big light bulb, and the three of them arrived outside Xiangyang City. They saw the Mongolian army forming a stronghold with banners everywhere, surrounding Xiangyang City from three sides.

.

The reason why it is not four sides is because Fancheng is to the south of Xiangyang, with a Han River in the middle. Reinforcements can come from Fancheng one after another. If you are surrounded on all sides, you will be attacked from two sides.

It was still the early stages of the war, and the Song army was in full swing. It even tried to fight back after repelling the Mongolian army. It was far from being exhausted and running out of ammunition and food. The Mongolian army could only slowly do so.

Moreover, Xiangyang is not a dry city like on TV, allowing people to climb the city from all sides to attack. Instead, only the water of the moat has an average width of 180 meters, making it inaccessible from land. Xiangyang City under this kind of terrain

, just like an island in a lake.

If you want to attack the city, you must first have a naval force and use ships to transport troops to the city on the other side of the river before the offensive can officially begin.

During this process, the Southern Song Dynasty naval forces were cruising back and forth on the water, and there were bows and arrows shooting from high above the city. You can imagine how difficult it was to successfully transport troops across.

The key point is that once the group of people who were transported cannot be supplemented by follow-up troops and the navy is repelled by the Southern Song Dynasty, these people can only stare and wait for death. This will bring invisible consequences to the Mongols who are attacking the city.

The Mongols were under great pressure. For days, the Mongols had been training their navy, building ships, and adopted a strategy of surrounding Xiangyang without attacking it.

With such a strong defense terrain, Lu Wende, the defender of this city known as "the best city in the world", is full of confidence in defending Xiangyang.

He was an official in Jinghu and established an envoy, and several cities in Jiangbei in the Southern Song Dynasty: Xiangyang, Fancheng, Jiangling, Jingling and other cities were all under his control. He lived in Jinghu for a long time, and the family power was deeply entangled here. He had been operating for many years and had a high prestige. 1

To put it bluntly, it is comparable to the emperor's decree.

If Xiangyang was an earth city that could be climbed from all sides on land, he would not have the confidence to do so, but who would let it be a water city? And the Mongolian navy... Hehe, want to defeat the Southern Song Dynasty on the water? It is simply a joke.

Therefore, he was not afraid at all of the Mongolian army surrounding the city.

Bao BuTong was asked to buy a house where he could stay permanently, while Murong Fu took his cousin to visit the ancient city.

The city is bustling with people and prosperous businesses, and there is no trace of the nervousness of the Mongolian army outside.

"cousin!"

Wang Yuyan grabbed his sleeve and looked at the clay figure's stall at the end of the alley. She stopped moving her feet and didn't speak.

Murong Fu immediately understood and decided to buy two at random.

When the clay figurine vendor saw the two people, they were like a pair of gods. His eyes lit up and he quickly said: "Young Master is really a talented and beautiful woman, a perfect match. Xiao Ke thinks he is good at craftsmanship and can make a custom-made suit for the two of them."

The clay figurines are guaranteed to be lifelike! And they can be shaped into various shapes to ensure your satisfaction.”

"Cousin~" Wang Yuyan's eyes flashed with little stars, and she raised her head to look at Murong Fu. Returning to her daily life, she seemed to have answered the innocent and carefree girl she was at Mantuo Villa.

"Okay, then you can squeeze it."

"It's just that the custom-made craftsmanship... is a bit expensive, and there are several processes involved..."

Before the stall owner could finish speaking, Murong Fu handed over ten taels of silver and said, "That's enough."

The stall owner's eyes lit up: "Since the young master is generous, I will also be generous. As long as you give me another ten thousand taels of silver, I will make a clay figurine that will satisfy the young master absolutely."

When Wang Yuyan heard this, she raised her eyebrows and said unhappily: "This is a black shop, how can you find such expensive clay figurines? Cousin, we won't do it anymore!"

After saying that, Xiao Nizi wanted to pull his sleeve and walk away.

Reaching out and patting the little hand on his sleeve, Murong Fu turned around and threw out a silver note worth ten thousand taels.

"Since you said you will make me absolutely satisfied, I'll wait and see. I hope you're not being arrogant."

The stall owner smiled and took the banknote: "Then let me choose a look."

"Just stand in your current attire."

The stall owner stopped talking and began to move. His hands moved back and forth on the newly taken out clay like butterflies piercing flowers. A humanoid clay figurine soon appeared, and his face gradually became clearer, and his clothes appeared...

Finally, the stall owner painted the little figure, which was almost exactly like Murong Fu himself.

"Please also ask the young master to take a drop of blood and put it on the villain."

"Where is the drop?"

"Anywhere is fine!" the stall owner said with a smile.

Is it really an accident?

Murong Fu secretly thought in his heart that with such a huge player base, there were only occasional "adventures" in posts, and this was Murong Fu's first time.

Without hesitation, he pricked his fingertip and dropped a drop of blood on the sole of the villain's foot.

The stall owner quickly picked up the little man and muttered something, and the blood merged into the little man's body and disappeared.

"Sir, your clay figurine is ready."

After taking over the three-inch figure, its lifelike face was like another one of herself. Wang Yuyan leaned her little head next to him and watched him closely. She said in a low voice: "The craftsmanship is good, but it is too expensive.

This money is enough to buy many large packages of plum blossoms..."

Murong Fu smiled and raised his hand to touch his cousin's nose: "You are a foodie! Whatever else you like to eat, I will buy it for you in a while. I guarantee that you won't be able to finish it for ten days and ten nights."

Wang Yuyan spat out her tongue and said, "That's not necessary. It's enough for me to eat for a whole day, otherwise I'll gain weight."

"Let me see where you are fat."

"No~"

While the two were fighting, the stall owner over there was also quickly squeezing another clay figurine, and soon the voice sounded again:

"Please give this lady a drop of blood!"

"It's so troublesome to use, can't it be done without dripping?" Wang Yuyan frowned and brushed her hair behind her ears.

Murong Fu grabbed her finger, warmed it slightly and made a small slit on the soft and white fingertip. A drop of red blood seeped out and successfully dripped on the little person.

The stall owner went through another operation and completed the final procedures.

Wang Yuyan took it and couldn't put it down, looking left and right. Suddenly her expression was startled, and she looked at Murong Fu: "Cousin, have you noticed the reminder from Heaven?"

Murong Fu led Wang Yuyan outside: "Of course, this doll is a [substitute doll], which can be connected to the person's life. When the owner is fatally injured, the doll will take the place and bear the blow."

While explaining, Murong Fu sighed in his heart.

When a person is lucky, everything goes smoothly. No matter whether Ding Chunqiu couldn't get ice silkworms for decades after catching him before, or this big adventure he encountered while shopping this time, ordinary people will never be able to trigger it in their lifetime.

Are these the invisible benefits of absorbing dragon vein luck?

I hope these are all additional benefits of luck. If my luck has to be wasted because of this, then I would rather not have it.

I was thinking that the little clay figurine in my hand had been snatched away by my cousin Wang Yuyan, and then she put her own clay figurine into his hand.

"Well, this means that my cousin is with me all the time. If something happens in the future, I can know about it as soon as possible."

Wang Yuyan took the little figure in her hand, caressed it carefully, and even put a sticker on her face, looking like she liked it very much.

Murong Fu: "..."

I've been by your side myself, and I haven't seen you act so fond of it.

"Ahem...my lovely cousin, are you cursing me for something to happen in the future?"

I couldn't help but stroke Wang Yuyan's clay figurine up and down with my two fingers. The clay figurine was so delicate and cute!

"How could it be, my wise and mighty cousin?"

Wang Yuyan ran away with a charming smile.

Murong Fu looked back at the clay figurine stall, and sure enough he had disappeared. He immediately used Qinggong to catch up.

In the southwest corner of Xiangyang City is the military camp of the Song Army. Since the outside of the city has been occupied by the Mongolian army, some of the garrison troops originally outside the city have also moved into the city.

"Drink haha..."

The sounds of neat drills sounded from time to time in the military camp.

Although Murong Fu has been appointed as a general in Xiangyang, there is no clear time for taking office. During this period, there is a lot of time to maneuver. As long as it is not too late for a few months, it will not be a big problem.

He wanted to understand the following situation before formally reporting to Lu Wende. After all, "deceiving superiors and concealing subordinates" is a common operation in the military.

Looking at the neatly drilled posture in the military camp, Murong Fu was very satisfied. At least these soldiers were still worthy of a fight. It seemed that it was not luck that repelled the Mongolian attack last time.

In front of the soldiers was a tall man with a kind and honest face, it was Guo Jing.

However, although Guo Jing was leading the troops, he only had the right to drill, not to mobilize. He had no power or position in the government, and he could not even receive a cent of salary.

Lu Wende originally wanted to hire him. After all, martial arts masters are rare, but he was rejected by Guo Jingyi righteously: When the country is in trouble, every man has a responsibility. I am loyal to Xiangyang, not for money and wealth, but to fulfill my duty to the people of the Song Dynasty.

!

Lu Wende almost lost his temper on the spot and didn't bother to say anything to a fool like Guo Jing. He just agreed that he could teach the soldiers martial arts and rejected the other party's request to lead a group of people alone.

If you don't receive a salary or hold a position in the government, you are just like an outsider! How could Lu Wende let Guo Jing get military power?

Guo Jing was not welcomed by the government, but among the people, his reputation in Xiangyang City spread like wildfire. Everyone praised his righteous deeds, and martial arts heroes from all walks of life were inspired by him. There were also people who came to "bring their own dry food" to defend the city.

Huang Rong, who was the only source of income after her husband's death, had no choice but to support her husband in everything he did. Even Guo Jing often used his personal belongings to help some soldiers in need and bought medicinal materials to treat injured soldiers.

...Everything costs money, and she can only keep "paying the bill."

With Peach Blossom Island's wealth, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to stand this situation for long. Fortunately, she is the leader of the Jingxiang Beggar Gang and has a large gang. The rich and wealthy beggars donated generously to fill this hole.

Fill in...

"Brother Murong, why are you here!"

After training the soldiers, Guo Jing saw Murong Fu as soon as he left the school grounds and greeted him enthusiastically.

Murong Fu did not hide anything, and immediately told the story that he had been appointed by the imperial court as a fifth-rank general and came to Xiangyang to serve.

Guo Jing was overjoyed: "With Brother Murong in this city, Xiangyang will be safe from worries."

As the two were walking and chatting, Murong Fu suddenly said: "Brother Guo, can you think of holding a 'Heroes' Conference' and calling on all the martial arts people of the Southern Song Dynasty to come here to defend Xiangyang? Xiangyang is of great importance. Once the city is broken by the Mongols, the Song Dynasty will be in danger. That’s it.”

Guo Jing's eyes lit up: "Brother Murong's idea is very good, but Mr. Guo is so soft-spoken that he may not have the ability to appeal to the martial arts community of the Southern Song Dynasty."

Although Guo Jing had gained a reputation at this time, he still could not command the respect of martial arts people throughout the Southern Song Dynasty.

"Then why don't we make a joint appeal? Counting my Murong family, your wife, and Mr. Hong, the former leader of the Beggar Clan, if there are other famous masters in the city, we can all join in."

Murong Fu suggested that he should become one of the initiators without leaving any trace. The reputation bonus this would bring in the future would far exceed Guo Jing's imagination.

"Okay, Brother Murong is indeed very knowledgeable. I will go back and discuss it with Ronger right now."
Chapter completed!