My video has passed through the ages, and I count the top ten dead emperors at the beginning!

Chapter 77
Zhao Xuan looked at Nie Feng who was wiping sweat with a serious face, and obsequiously took out a bright yellow handkerchief from his bosom to wipe Nie Feng's sweat.

The young man knew that he was out of his mind, so he didn't argue with Song Duzong too much. Seeing Zhao Yu's flattering smile, he couldn't help being startled.

"Xiangyang is at stake. Fan Wenhu is only a hundred miles away from the city, but if he doesn't go up to it, you quickly use the black pigeon to give him the order to lead his troops to rush there quickly. Otherwise, the image in my fairy shadow will belong to you In the national destiny of the Song Dynasty, and there are loyal ministers and generals like Wen Tianxiang and Lu Xiufu in the court, but you use Jia Sidao, an idiot, you just love to eat and play, and the country is prosperous and the people are safe, so it’s not too late to enjoy yourself!"

In Song Duzong's heart, Shangxian might be extremely disappointed in himself now. He didn't expect Nie Feng to speak in such a tone. The young man's words were closer to the earth than his mother's, and those ministers in the court. Zhao Yu didn't know How come, looking at the Shangxian in front of him, his eyes turned red, and his head nodded half like a rattle.

Two days later, the Mongolian army was brave enough to attack without fear of death, and had already entered the inner city of Xiangyang City within [-] steps of the general. Xue opened a few more holes, and the Mongolian elite had already rushed into the city.

When Mongolia fought against the Southern Song Dynasty, it always used the Han army first, then the Western Region army, and finally the main army.

Lu Wenhuan and the Xiangyang garrison were exhausted. If it weren't for the instructions of Nie Fengde, the immortal, and if it weren't for the reinforcement of Liu Zheng's navy, Xiangyang City would have fallen.

On this day, there was once again the overwhelming sound of fighting in the southeast of Xiangyang, and dozens of billowing wolf smoke. Duo'er and a group of friends stood at the northern end of Xiangyang City, looking toward the southeast, their faces were pale.

Most of the parents of these children died in the battle with the Mongols, but because of Nie Feng, in the hearts of the men, their parents went to heaven to worship the gods.

Duo'er held a wild flower growing from a gap in the city wall with her little hand. She was different from other children. Everyone looked at the direction of the fighting and worried, but the little girl held her head and stared at Hanshui in front of her, as if feeling To what general.

"Duo'er, when do you think Nie Feng Shangxian will come back? In case the Shangxian is late, we have also gone to the Heavenly Court, can we see the Shangxian?"

A little girl who was about the same age as Duo'er, whose parents had both died, looked at the little girl in front of her enviously and said, "The rest of the children in Xiangyang City know that Xiao Duo'er is the favorite of the gods.

"Brother Nie Feng won't let us go to Heaven, he said he will come back, and he will come back!"

Duo'er's small face was full of firmness. After she finished speaking, she suddenly approached the top of the city wall of sweat. The sharp-eyed Song Jun looked at the waterway downstream and began to shout in disbelief.

"Reinforcements are coming, General Fan Wenhu is here!"

"I also saw it. It's the dragon flag of our Song Dynasty. Look, it's not just the general, it's the Immortal Nie Feng. The Immortal is coming to Xiangyang City!"

One person, two people, and soon, the soldiers of the Song Army who were in charge of guarding here shouted together.

The child who was talking to Duo'er jumped up happily with a smile, and patted Duo'er's shoulder vigorously! "

"The Shangxian has really come, the Shangxian has really come!"

At this time, Duo'er also saw Nie Feng, who was dressed in white and looked like a bright star, on the big boat of the imperial navy. Tears flowed from her face instantly. The wind floated in the direction of Nie Feng together.

In the southeast of Xiangyang City, a famous Mongolian general was recruiting envoys in the southern expedition. The general Boyan heard the cheers of the Song people, and the Yuan army flags on Xianshan Mountain also saw the arrival of the Song reinforcements.

He seemed to have expected this day long ago, sighed heavily, and looked at the general A Shu beside him.

"Retreat, Xiangyang City, we will never take it down. It has been the third day recently, the army is exhausted, and the reinforcements from the Song Dynasty have arrived again. I heard them calling Nie Feng, that strange, boundless man. Alchemist, back here again!"

Boyan looked north, his tone full of bitterness, A Shu wanted to persuade the general more
"General, give me another two days. Even if the reinforcements from the Song army come, I will definitely take Xiangyang. General, I am not reconciled. It is clear that the Huahua River and Mountains of the Southern Man are just before me | Grassland Hao Hero!"

"If it weren't for that Nie Feng, I'm afraid that the quiver warriors who are sweating now would have already drank their horses in the Yangtze River!"

A Shu wanted to say more, but Boyan waved his hand.

"You still haven't seen that alchemist of the Great Song Dynasty clearly. If the two armies confront each other, he can really have the method of thunder and fire. How can he resist my million warriors from the north?"

"The scary thing about Nie Feng of the Southern Barbarian is that he no longer has the thunder in his palm, nor does he no longer bring reinforcements, but this person has truly seen through the weakness of the Great Khan's newly established Gangan Dayuan!"

"What does the general mean?"

"What I mean is, Your Majesty is superstitious. The land of Longxing in the Yuan Dynasty, the pastures in the north, and Dahanhai are already openly hostile to Your Majesty. When we go back this time, we are not going to have a truce, but to fight with Haidu Hunting Grassland, I, Boyan, may never get to the city again in my life!"

When the Mongolian commander said this, all the Mongolian generals around him were silent together. They had lost battles, but they always had the confidence to win in the end. Except for today, everyone knows that this failure, I am afraid there is no room for recovery! "

"woooooo"

In the setting sun, the horn of the Mongols' retreat sounded. For the cowardly cavalry, the continuous horn was a relief. Six years later, Xiangyang City is still here, standing like a mountain.

At dusk that day, the Mongolian army pulled out their camp and retreated. Here, Fan Wenhu and Nie Feng disembarked at Xiangyang Pier, and there, the last Mongolian camp was set on fire by themselves.

"Shangxian, let's hold it, Shangxian, let's hold it!"

"The Song Dynasty will not perish, and there will be no more little emperors who throw themselves into the sea!"

At the head of Xiangyang city, the soldiers and civilians cheered together. The young man set foot on the city tempered by iron and blood from the ship's plank. After making a historical video, just recently, he felt a sense of accomplishment within reach.

The Mongols retreated, and in the next few days, Nie Feng continued to shuttle between the water blue star and the parallel space here.

Song Duzong Zhao Yu came to Xiangyang City again. On this day, in order to commemorate the soldiers and civilians of the Great Song Dynasty who died in the city, Lu Wenhuan ordered people to build a high platform by the Han River to pay homage.

In the Fuyang government office, Song Duzong went out for the first time after he came to the throne, and everything he saw was very fresh. Nie Feng thought about it, this video is over, and he may never return to this parallel world again.

Since I am here, I don't need to use the Heavens and Worlds website system to give gifts to Song Dynasty. I can give gifts to the soldiers and civilians of Song Dynasty right here.

"It's a matter here, I'm going back to heaven, Zhao Yu, the great Song Dynasty is rich and prosperous, far surpassing the previous generation, Zhao Song's political strategy, in fact, there are merits, Song people's literati's strength, I also appreciate it, just control martial arts with literature, Don’t overdo it, the country is rich and strong, that’s the right way, remember, remember!”

"Shangxian, I will remember, what the Shangxian said, Zhao Yu must write it down in the family motto, and everyone of my descendants must memorize it by heart."

(End of this chapter)