He kept thrusting both palms forward, trying to open a path to escape. But under Kublai's command, the Mongol army steadily tightened the encirclement, even dispatching four thousand-man units of armored cavalry to block the direction of the city gates.
At the critical moment, the sound of a flute rose. Waves of sound spread ceaselessly toward the closing Mongol forces, and wherever they reached, Mongol soldiers dropped directly to the ground, unable to rise.
For a time, both the Central Plains martial artists and the Mongol warriors were stunned by the strength of the greatest expert under heaven.
"Hero Guo, take them and withdraw first!"
Wu Xuantian looked at the Central Plains martial artists and shouted. Hearing this, Guo Jing hesitated briefly before leading everyone in retreat. Before long, they reached the city wall.
Even he was shocked by Wu Xuantian's killing power. In that brief span, several thousand corpses already lay around Wu Xuantian.
Though the Mongol commander was stunned, he immediately resorted to human-wave tactics.
After Wu Xuantian killed several thousand more men, he knew this could not continue. As the army bore down on him, charging left and right became increasingly difficult. Guo Jing grabbed a long rope and threw it down the city wall, shouting at Wu Xuantian, "Brother Wu, grab the rope and climb up!"
Wu Xuantian turned back and saw that the gates had already closed, while everyone else had rushed into the city. Then, before the horrified eyes of the crowd, Wu Xuantian actually flew into the air. Even Jinlun of the Mongol army was left gaping at such unimaginable lightness skill. With a single leap, Wu Xuantian landed atop the city wall.
The brutal battle repelled wave after wave of Mongol attacks.
At other times, he teased three-year-old Guo Xiang. Clever and