Zhou Zhiruo only drank a bowl of porridge in the morning, and vomited it out before she had time to digest it.

Zhang Wuji, who was usually calm, was startled by her appearance, but in the blink of an eye, he was delighted.

Zhang Wuji gently patted Zhou Zhinu's back and said, "Zhiruo, are you pregnant?"

"Today is really a double blessing. I am about to take over Longcheng, and you are pregnant again. It is really God's help."

Zhou Zhiruo quickly waved her hands. She knew that Zhang Wuji had wanted a child for a long time, so she didn't dare to joke about this matter.

After Zhou Zhiruo dry-heaved a few more times, she said to Zhang Wuji, "Don't get me wrong, I'm just disgusted by the fat guy on the city wall. When I see him, I want to vomit."

After hearing this, Zhang Wuji felt a little disappointed. He thought Zhou Zhiruo was pregnant with their child, but he didn't expect that she was disgusted by Batur.

Zhang Wuji was a little disappointed, but Zhu'er was delighted.

No matter what, even if her cultivation level is not as good as Zhou Zhiruo's, she cannot be behind her in giving birth.

Zhu'er looked at Zhou Zhiruo, then at Batur on the city wall, "No wonder Zhou Zhiruo vomited. If she were to be captured by this fat guy, it would be really disgusting to think about it."

But at this moment, Zhu'er realized what Batur had just said, another sentence.

"They are so pretty, especially the beautiful girl in the blue and white long dress."

Zhu'er thought to herself, "What does this sentence mean? Isn't this clearly saying that I am not as good as Zhou Zhiruo? Damn it, this damn fat man, Brother Wuji didn't dare to say that I am not as good as Zhou Zhiruo, you fat man, actually dare to say such a thing."

Zhu'er shouted to Batur on the city wall: "Fatty, you are blind. I will remember you. After I break into your Dragon City, I will chop off your head with my own hands."

Afterwards, Zhu'er turned to Zhang Wuji and said, "Brother Wuji, this blind man actually said that I am not as pretty as Sister Zhou. I can't stand it. You should order an attack on the city quickly. After you take Longcheng, I will chop off his head with my own hands."

After wiping her mouth, Zhou Zhiruo quickly followed and said, "Give the order to attack the city. I can't bear it anymore."

Zhou Zhiruo is a person with a little bit of mysophobia. Among all the men in the world, only Zhang Wuji can touch her. She will feel disgusted if other men look at her for even a second.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be there. She vomited out of disgust after hearing Batur say that he wanted to take her into his possession.

Zhang Wuji looked at the two beauties beside him, who looked impatient, and stopped talking nonsense with Batur.

Zhang Wuji waved his hand lightly. Facing an enemy of this level, he was too lazy to even take the steps to boost morale before the battle.

After receiving the order, Yang Xiao led 10,000 vanguard troops and rushed forward.

Batur on the city wall was stunned when he saw this. "I haven't finished what I was saying yet. Doesn't Zhang Wuji even dare to give face to my sister-in-law?"

…

Batur spent his whole life indulging in wine, meat and women.

He knows nothing about what happens on the battlefield.

Before the Mingjiao army reached the city, he quickly ordered his troops to shoot arrows.

Thousands of arrows were wasted by his foolish behavior.

…

Zhang Wuji was at the foot of the city, quietly watching every move of the Yuan army on the city.

He originally thought that Batur was a waste, but now it seems that Batur's wasteness is far beyond Zhang Wuji's imagination.

In Longcheng, not only Batur is a waste, but the Yuan army defending the city is not much better.

Batur was addicted to alcohol and sex all day long, and his generals followed suit. For many years, they had only done a perfunctory job in training their soldiers.

The combat effectiveness of the Longcheng defenders is probably less than half of that of the Xuzhou defenders.

Countless ladders have been set up under the city.

Most of these Mingjiao soldiers who attacked the city survived the last battle to attack Xuzhou.

They already have experience in sieges.

It is most dangerous only when you are under the city. As long as you climb up the city wall, you can have a fair fight with these damn Tartars with the sword in your hand.

After the Battle of Xuzhou, Yang Xiao also gained experience in siege.

This time, he held a huge shield in both hands and rushed to the top of the city wall under the rain of arrows.

By the time Yang Xiao rushed to the city wall, his shield was already pierced with five or six feather arrows.

Yang Xiao threw the shield hard at a Yuan soldier and drew the sword from his waist.

Looking around the world, Yang Xiao's cultivation level can be ranked among the top ten. In the entire Ming Cult, except for Zhang Wuji, he is the only one.

Under Yang Xiao's cover, it didn't take long for the Ming Cult's soldiers to climb up the city wall one after another.

Batur, who was not far away, saw this and pointed at Yang Xiao's nose and shouted, "Quick, kill him. All the concubines in this mansion can choose any five to take his head."

For these hungry and thirsty soldiers, sometimes rewarding them with women is far more effective than rewarding them with gold and silver.

These Yuan army soldiers naturally knew the beauties of the women in Batur's mansion. They were all beauties picked from hundreds of miles away. Let alone five of them, even one could drive them crazy.

There will always be brave men when there is a big reward. For the women in Batur's mansion and for the justice in their hearts, the Yuan army soldiers raised their scimitars high and rushed towards Yang Xiao.

…

Zhang Wuji, who was standing at the foot of the city, turned around and glanced at Zhou Zhiruo.

"I'm afraid Yang Xiao will be entangled, Zhiruo, do you want to go up with me to stretch your muscles?"

Zhou Zhiruo rolled her eyes at him and said, "What you said is just nonsense. I will stay with you even if I die."

Zhu'er on the side hurriedly said: "Brother Wuji, let me follow you. My cultivation is not high, but it is not a problem to deal with three or five Yuan soldiers."

Zhang Wuji quickly glared at Zhu'er and said, "You little girl, don't make me worry about you. Your cultivation is still too weak. Wait a minute, after I open the city gate, you can follow the army behind you and charge into the city."

"Be obedient, okay?"

Zhu'er pouted and said unhappily, "I know."

Afterwards, Zhu'er looked at Zhou Zhiruo again and said, "Sister, you should be careful this time. Swords and knives have no eyes. If you get hurt again, brother Wuji will be heartbroken."

Zhou Zhiruo smiled slightly: "You little naughty girl, now you know how to feel sorry for your sister. Why haven't I seen you care about me so much before?"

"Don't worry, I can't bear to die as long as Zhang Wuji is alive. If I die, wouldn't it be a waste for you and Miss Han to get the advantage."