Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Chapter 163 A Great Victory! A Night Out with Guo Jing

Once Murong Fu and his men reached the top of the city wall, they could see the Mongol army's banners fluttering in the wind and their war drums resounding through the sky.

Some Mongol soldiers rode their warhorses in formation, raising clouds of yellow dust; others steadily advanced their ranks, passing supplies; still others peered from wooden platforms at the troop deployment atop the walls of Fancheng; and some had already begun constructing pontoon bridges in preparation for the siege.

Guo Jing showed no fear at the scene before him. After discussing with General Lü, they set up defenses and deployed crossbows.

He said to Murong Fu and the others, "It is noon now. I estimate that this battle will last for three hours. Young Master Murong, this is your first time fighting in Xiangfan. You will join me in commanding the defense against the enemy later."

"Guo'er, Dunru, Xiuwen, you are learning from us. Do you understand what orders you must carry out?"

"Yes" x3

Murong Fu nodded. He knew that the Mongols had always suffered from night blindness and that nighttime was not a suitable time to build pontoon bridges for attack. Therefore, once night fell, the enemy would inevitably sound the retreat if they failed to capture the city.

At that time, the legendary trebuchet had not yet been invented, so the siege was actually about forcibly scaling the walls using ladders or destroying the foundation of the walls by digging holes in them.

The city's defenders on the walls primarily used bows and arrows, crossbows, molten gold, hot oil, and spears.

The broadsword...::. is used to stop the enemy.

Speaking of the Huihui cannon, although it is called a "cannon", it actually has nothing to do with gunpowder. It is a mechanical catapult that uses a lever of twelve times to throw a huge stone weighing hundreds of kilograms to hit the city wall.

With immense power, the stone projectiles penetrated seven feet into the ground and could shatter buildings. It was a masterpiece of Arab military engineering and would not be introduced to the Central Plains by Kublai Khan until a few years later. Its first battle was in Xiangyang.

Later, Xiangyang produced a replica of the Xiangyang Cannon, but due to terrain limitations, it was slightly smaller in size.

Although neither side had the cannons at this moment, both sides had martial arts masters.

A group of experts tried the method suggested by Murong Fu, using their internal energy to throw stone balls weighing tens of kilograms at a height of ten meters on the city wall.

Besides Murong Fu, who was a top-tier master, Hong Qigong and Guo Jing were first-rate masters, and a few sect leaders were also present.

Apart from the gang leader being a second-rate expert, the vast majority of martial arts practitioners were third-rate or even unranked.

Second-rate experts could only throw the object more than ten meters away to the south bank of the moat, while third-rate experts could not. They ended up doing the work of porters with ordinary soldiers, which was much easier for them.

Murong Fu now possesses over a hundred years of internal energy, and the Mingyu Skill has also greatly enhanced his physical constitution.

Now, using his divine power, he can stand on the ten-meter-high city wall and throw the huge stone weighing dozens of kilograms to the other side of the moat.

Furthermore, having a personal storage space, it had already removed other unimportant items and placed them in a room.

Now his personal space is filled with stone pellets; once he throws one out, he can immediately replenish it from his personal space.

Murong Fu always controlled the rhythm of his body, using a method similar to the shot put he had seen in his previous life.

Twist the body, rotate the body, and push the hands.

Then they saw a stone ball arc through the air and crash into the floating ladder, transport vehicles, and transport boats that were under construction.

Smash whatever it touches.

It was continuous and exceptionally elegant. Its efficiency was extremely high, exceeding the combined effect of all other throws.

Yang Guo, Da Wu, Xiao Wu, Guo Fu, Cheng Ying, Yelü Yan, and others who were working as laborers on the side, along with all the martial arts practitioners and soldiers guarding the city, couldn't help but cheer for Murong Fu's fierceness.

Meanwhile, Wanyan Ping and Lu Wushuang, both still recovering from old injuries, provided auxiliary assistance.

Wanyan Ping looked at Murong Fu twisting his waist and bursting out, and seemed to remember something, her face turning red.

Lu Wushuang blushed as she watched Murong Fu twist his waist, wondering what might happen in the future.

Because of Murong Fu's superhuman performance, the atmosphere of defending the city was not that tense.

In less than an hour, the Mongol army sounded the retreat.

Guo Jing was familiar with Mongol military affairs and knew that this was just a probing attack, and that the Mongol army could not possibly have only one expert, the Golden Wheel Monk.

But it was a victory after all. Guo Jing said a few words to boost morale, and the soldiers cheered.

When it came time for dinner, Murong Fu naturally ate with his group of female confidantes. But with so many female confidantes, there was a lot more to talk about at the dinner table.

Murong Fu discovered that this group of women was different from the group of women in his own family in the Tianlong world.

Although there are more than a dozen in the world of Tianlong, most of them are sisters. Prince Duan has five half-sisters. Li Qinglu is also Yu Yan's younger sister. Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju are the most obedient to Murong Fu, and they are quadruplets.

In addition, Wang Yuyan is the first wife, her martial arts skills are far ahead of others, and she is not the jealous type.

Others like Zhong Ling, Mei Lan Zhu Ju, and A Bi are also gentle and mild-mannered. Only A Zi and Mu Wanqing have explosive tempers and are somewhat lacking in manners, but Murong Fu hasn't married either of them, so there's no reason for them to engage in any scheming or infighting.

So everyone living together actually creates a harmonious atmosphere.

Meanwhile, in The Return of the Condor Heroes... Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang are sisters, but Wanyan Ping and Yelü Yan were once enemies.

The two of them bicker the most.

With the addition of two children, there wasn't a single day of peace at the dinner table back in Lujiazhuang.

However, Murong Fu had killed too many people today, and his aura of murderous intent made the dinner table quite lively.

While Guo Jing was discussing important matters with Murong Fu, Murong Fu was happy to go out and secretly vent his anger.

Guo Jing said, "Young Master Murong, we have fought together against the enemy today, and we can be considered to have formed a bond of brotherhood. From now on, let's call each other brothers, Brother Murong."

Murong Fu nodded, patting Guo Jing on the arm happily, and said, "Yes, Brother Guo!"

Guo Jing's personality was different from Qiao Feng's. He didn't have Qiao Feng's bandit spirit, nor would he casually become sworn brothers with anyone he met. Calling each other brothers was already a great recognition.

Guo Jing then said, "I never expected... that martial arts masters could play such a significant role on the battlefield. A few days ago you suggested that I prepare many stone pellets on the city walls; I never imagined they would be so useful!"

Generally, they would prepare more horizontal logs, molten gold, and hot oil, since ordinary soldiers couldn't afford these stone balls.

I never expected that kung fu combined with stone pills would have such a miraculous effect.

Murong Fu smiled and said, "Hehe, how could a martial arts hero be such an inconvenient thing?"

"We were originally the defenders, so we had a height advantage. Plus, Brother Guo, you managed to unite all the patriotic martial arts masters from across the Central Plains at the Heroes' Gathering, which naturally had a remarkable effect."

Guo Jing nodded. He had never imagined that the participation of martial arts practitioners in the battle would have such a great effect.

It seems that the matter of training the army using the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique needs to be given even greater attention. This army will be crucial for defending the city in the future.

It has a huge advantage in both marching and charging.

Seeing that Guo Jing was deep in thought, as if he was thinking about something, Murong Fu did not disturb him.

Instead, they looked up at the newly risen moon, bright and slightly cold. The moonlight spilled onto the earth, making the moat in front of them seem as if it were covered in frost, and making the yurts in the distance seem even more desolate.

After a moment, Murong Fu asked again:

"Brother Guo, haven't there been any martial arts practitioners like you who participated in military defense and commanded the protection of the country before?"

Guo Jing pondered for a moment and said, "Most martial arts heroes are proud of their status and either act alone or act arrogantly."

However, some famous organizations throughout history, such as gangs and the Quanzhen Sect, would carry out intelligence gathering and assassination work. Because their ideology was inconsistent with that of the government, they mostly did not act together with the army.

Guo initially only sent messages hoping to be of some help, but he gained the trust of General Lü and is now also mobilizing troops to fight the enemy together.

I never expected so many chivalrous heroes to come to Xiangyang's aid.

What I didn't expect was that you, Brother Murong, could come up with such a plan. It's also because of your prestige as the leader of the martial arts alliance and your formidable strength that all the sect leaders and gang chiefs are willing to serve under you.

Murong Fu knew that Guo Jing's exclamation was genuine, not just polite praise, so he didn't bother with such empty words.

It seems that martial arts masters were not properly used in war. Firstly, they were used to being idle; secondly, people at that time were not flexible in their thinking; and thirdly, martial arts practitioners and government officials and the army were inherently incompatible.

But when I come, everything will be different.

So he said to Guo Jing, "Brother Guo, you should go and rest now. Come with me out of the city at midnight."

Guo Jing was puzzled, but having experienced today's success, his trust in Murong Fu's words reached a new level.

Then he went back to his room and started sleeping soundly.

Murong Fu then went to the armory and selected ten of the best bows, as well as a vast quantity of arrows.

Today, thanks to Murong Fu's stone ball attack, they haven't used up many arrows. Murong Fu estimates that unless the enemy sends out a skilled fighter, they won't be able to cross the moat anytime soon.

However, with Murong Fu around, what difference does it make if he sends out experts of the caliber of Xiao Xiangzi and Nemo Xing?

After tidying up, Murong Fu and Xiaolongnu watched the stars for a while.

Today, instead of throwing stones, she took a lot of iron nails and used the technique of activating jade bee needles to send them out to Murong Fu and the others to check for any shortcomings.

At midnight, Murong Fu knocked on Guo Jing's door.

They saw that Guo Jing was already dressed and waiting for Murong Fu.

Led by Murong Fu, the two leaped down the city wall and then found the small boat that the soldiers had prepared in advance. They then crossed the moat to the other side.

He then waved his sleeve and summoned a large red horse from his spirit beast space.

Guo Jing hadn't seen the big red horse for many days, and he was overjoyed at the moment, stroking the mane on its head.

Thinking about Murong Fu's "Hidden Universe in the Sleeve" technique, it was truly ingenious and infinitely useful for military campaigns. Today, when throwing stones, they appeared one after another in his hand, with extremely high efficiency.

But at this moment, Guo Jing stroked the little red horse and suddenly asked with some doubt, "Brother Murong, has the little red horse changed in any way?"

It seems... even more majestic?