The Prodigal Son of Condor Heroes: Li Mochou Wants to Pay for Himself

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Ye Fan and Xiao Longnu found a cave outside the Jueqing Valley as a temporary residence.

The next morning, they did not rush to travel, but chose to leisurely head towards Xiangyang City along the sparsely traveled mountain path.

Along the way, they drank clear mountain spring water when they were thirsty, picked some wild fruits to fill their stomachs when they were hungry, and sat down to rest when they were tired. There was constant laughter and joy along the way, and they enjoyed the carefree time.

In this way, until the morning of the fifth day, they finally arrived outside the city of Xiangyang.

At this time, groups of refugees, including men, women, young and old, could be seen everywhere in the suburbs, all rushing towards Xiangyang City.

They followed the refugee group and slowly moved forward. Along the way, they saw many people in ragged clothes and haggard faces. Some children cried from hunger, and some elderly people walked unsteadily, which was unbearable to watch.

Ye Fan and Xiao Longnu looked at the scene before them, and a feeling of compassion welled up in their hearts. Xiao Longnu frowned slightly and said softly: "Junior brother, why are all these people going to Xiangyang City?"

Ye Fan thought for a moment and said, "Sister, the world is not peaceful now. Maybe they are looking for a safe place. Xiangyang City has always been a battleground for military strategists. It must be a place of refuge in their hearts."

As he was speaking, he suddenly saw the refugees at the city gate turning back and running, with looks of fear on their faces.

They ran, waving their arms and shouting something, but their voices were drowned out by the noisy voices.

But the crowd behind continued to move forward without stopping.

For a while, there were cries and shouts outside Xiangyang City, and it was a mess.

Both of them were startled and looked up towards the city gate.

I saw that the city gate was closed tightly, like a solid barrier, isolating the outside world from the city.

A row of guards stood on the city wall, holding bows and arrows, aiming at the refugees below. Their expressions were serious and their eyes were grim, as if they were ready to shoot at any time.

Xiao Long Nu frowned and asked in confusion, "Why don't these guards open the city gates and let these people in?"

Ye Fan's face was solemn. After thinking for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Senior Sister, I'm afraid Xiangyang City is also facing a great crisis. We dare not rashly let so many refugees into the city to prevent the enemy spies from mixing in."

Xiao Long Nu sighed softly, with sympathy in her eyes, and said slowly: "These people are so pitiful. If they can't enter the city, where can they go?"

At this time, the cries of the refugees became more and more shrill, like sharp thorns, piercing everyone's heart.

Some people could no longer bear the fear and despair in their hearts, and began to kneel down and beg the guards on the city wall to open the gate. Their voices echoed in the cold wind, sounding particularly desolate.

Ye Fan looked at the scene in front of him, and a strong feeling of pity surged in his heart.

He turned to look at Xiao Long Nu and said firmly: "Senior Sister, let's go and see if we can find a way to help these people."

Xiao Long Nu nodded and said, "Okay."

The two men flashed and rushed towards the city gate. Their figures were like a flash of lightning, and they arrived in front of the city gate in a few jumps.

After approaching, Ye Fan shouted to the guards on the city wall: "My fellow soldiers, why don't you open the city gates to let these people in? They are just ordinary people, seeking a place to live in this chaotic world."

Seeing the two men's great skills, the guard on the wall did not dare to neglect them and responded hastily: "The war is urgent now. We cannot be sure whether there are enemy spies among these refugees. We dare not open the gate easily. If we let the spies into the city, Xiangyang City will be in danger."

Ye Fan was about to ask again when he suddenly heard a loud shout from the city wall: "The people were brutally slaughtered by the Mongolian soldiers, how can we not let them enter the city!"

The garrison commander responded, "General Lu said that there are Mongolian spies among these refugees. If we let them into the city, the consequences will be disastrous."

The man shouted again: "Even if there are only one or two spies, can you ignore the lives of thousands of people? Open the gate quickly and let the people enter the city!"

It seemed that this man was quite prestigious. The general hesitated for a while, and finally gave the order: "Open the city gates and let the people enter the city."

As his order was given, the heavy city gate slowly opened with a dull sound.

Refugees poured into the city like a surging tide, and everyone's face was filled with joy of surviving the disaster and gratitude to the soldiers defending the city.

Ye Fan and Xiao Longnu also entered the city smoothly and felt slightly relieved.

Just as they were about to leave, they suddenly heard someone shouting in surprise: "Boss Ye, you're here too!"

They were both startled and turned to look, only to see Guo Jing, dressed in coarse cloth, walking towards them briskly with a look of joy on his face.

Ye Fan quickly bowed and said, "Master Guo, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Xiao Longnu also nodded slightly in greeting.

Guo Jing smiled and said, "Boss Ye, Miss Long, Xiangyang is lucky to have you here. Now that the Mongolian army is approaching, Xiangyang is in danger and needs the help of heroes from all sides."

Ye Fan said: "Master Guo guarded Xiangyang and defended his country, which is admirable. We should do our best to help."

Guo Jing nodded and said, "With the help of Boss Ye and Miss Long, we have a better chance of winning. Come on, I will take you to meet Marshal Lu to discuss strategies for defending the city."

At this moment, dust suddenly appeared in the distance, and the Mongolian army was attacking from the north.

Seeing this, the Song soldiers on the city wall quickly dispersed and hid behind the battlements to defend themselves.

In front of the enemy army below the city, there was a large group of people in ragged clothes, holding sticks, without any decent weapons, lined up in a disorderly manner, shouting in unison: "Don't shoot arrows from the city, we are all citizens of the Song Dynasty!"

However, the elite Mongolian cavalry was hiding behind these people.

Since Genghis Khan, the Mongolian army always drove the enemy's civilians to walk in front when attacking a city. Once the soldiers defending the city softened their hearts and stopped shooting arrows, the Mongolian soldiers would immediately follow.

This method can not only massacre the civilians of the enemy country, but also shake the morale of the soldiers defending the city. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone. It is cruel and vicious, and often has miraculous effects.

Guo Jing had been in the Mongolian army for many years, so he was naturally familiar with their tactics.

However, faced with this predicament, he felt helpless and could only watch helplessly as the elite Mongolian soldiers wielded spears and swords, driving the people of the Song Dynasty towards the city gate.

These people gradually approached the city wall, and those in the front had already begun to climb the ladders.

At this time, Lu Wende, the pacification envoy of Xiangyang, was riding a green horse and patrolling everywhere.

When he saw that the situation was extremely critical, he decisively ordered: "Defend the city first, shoot!"

In an instant, countless arrows fell like raindrops.

Accompanied by screams, many civilians were shot and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the rest of the people turned around and fled.

But the Mongolian soldiers were merciless. They chopped off a head with a knife and stabbed a hole with a spear, forcing the people to continue attacking the city.