Wang Baobao looked at the few soldiers exiting the tower, but still refused to give up. He organized several more attacks but ended in failure.
"Brother, stop attacking. These ordinary soldiers are useless against the masters of the martial arts. If they can't get out of the tower, we will die as many as we go."
Zhao Min couldn't bear that the Mongolian soldiers died in vain, so he reminded him.
Wang Baobao pressed the hilt of his sword and looked up at Wan'an Tower in front of the military formation. "In this case, let's burn the tower. If we can't force them out, burn them to death."
Zhao Min opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but thinking of Wang Baobao's character, he simply closed his mouth.
Under the order of Wang Baobao, the Mongolian soldiers began to pile firewood that could be burned in Wan'an Pagoda in the Western Zhou Dynasty.
After the wood piled up to the full level of Wan'an Pagoda, hundreds of people set fire to it at the same time.
The brick and wood structure of Wan'an Pagoda was burned by the fire. The first floor of the pagoda was quickly devoured by the fire, and soon the fire rushed up to the second floor.
The fire grew bigger and bigger, first burning to the third floor.
"The Tatars are burning the tower!" The two elders of Huashan started jumping around again.
Seeing that the fire was about to reach the west floor, Lu Qingyun followed everyone to the fifth floor. Seeing the fire getting bigger and bigger, he began to feel anxious.
The skills of the six factions in the tower have not yet recovered, and it is absolutely impossible to jump from the fifth floor.
He could bring two people to land safely at once, but with so many people from the Six Sects, he couldn't save them all in a short while.
Not to mention that there were thousands of Mongolian soldiers led by Wang Baobao under the tower, watching with eager eyes.
He thought to himself: Zhang Wuji, when will you arrive?
When Lu Qingyun was at a loss what to do, Wei Yixiao flew to the five-story pagoda.
"Master Lu, the leader and others are here. I have prepared the rope to help the six major sects leave."
Wei Yixiao tied the rope in his hand to the railing and threw the rope on his back down the tower.
"Everyone, prepare to climb the ropes down the tower."
As soon as he finished speaking, a dense sound of bowstrings came from under the tower, and the rope he had lowered was cut off.
"Damn it!"
Wei Yixiao cursed loudly, saying that if he wanted to set up a rope again, he had to get rid of these archers first.
"King Wei Bat, go and inform Senior Brother Wuji that the Mongolian archers must be killed, otherwise all the six major sects will die in Wan'an Temple."
"Okay, I'll inform the leader right away." Wei Yixiao jumped off the Wan'an Tower.
As soon as his feet touched the ground, five green-robed monks suddenly rushed out from behind Wang Baobao, surrounding Wei Yixiao.
One against five, Wei Yixiao was still not afraid.
But the sword moves of the five monks were very strange, and they all stabbed out from unexpected places, which made him very uncomfortable.
"Don't panic, Bat King, Wuji is here to help you!"
Zhang Wuji flew into the battle group, Qiankun Shift took action, and the five monks were immediately beaten to their knees.
"Leader, Mr. Lu asked you to kill those Mongolian archers, otherwise the six major sects will not be able to escape."
"Okay! Grandpa, Yang Zuoshi, follow me into the battle."
After Zhang Wuji killed a Buddhist monk with one palm, he rushed into the archer camp.
After hearing this, Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng, who were fighting on the outside, immediately abandoned their original opponents and rushed into the archer camp.
Lu Qingyun, who was standing on the tower, saw that the situation was favorable and asked Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou who were sitting cross-legged on the ground: "Second Master, Uncle, how are your skills recovering?"
Song Yuanqiao said: "The west layer was barely restored."
Yu Lianzhou said: "I'm about the same."
"Senior Brother Wuji and the others are depleting their internal strength very quickly against the Mongolian soldiers in front of them. We are in urgent need of support. I will send my two uncles down to the tower."
"Junior Brother Qingyun, are you really okay? This is the fifth floor?"
Song Qingshu was very worried. If something went wrong, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Senior Brother Qingshu, could I still harm the First Senior Uncle and Second Junior Uncle?"
"Qing Shu, don't say too much. In this critical moment, even if Qing Yun is not sure, he will give it a try."
Song Yuanqiao believed that Lu Qingyun would never speak if he was not sure.
"Don't worry, Senior Brother Qingshu."
Lu Qingyun stretched out his hands, held Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou at the same time, and flew out of Wan'an Tower with his feet.
The three figures were reflected in the firelight. Wang Baobao raised his knife under the tower and shouted, "Shoot them to death!"
Hundreds of bows and arrows from under the tower were shot at the three people.
Zhang Wuji was so anxious that he flew in front of the bow and arrow. Qiankun moved instantly and directed all the arrows elsewhere.
Lu Qingyun, Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou finally landed on the ground. If Zhang Wuji hadn't blocked them, the situation would have been very troublesome.
As soon as Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou landed, they rushed into the camp that was killing the Mongolian archers. Their palms flew, and there was no enemy wherever they passed.
Seeing that the situation had improved, Lu Qingyun flew up to the fifth floor of the pagoda.
Seeing Song Yuanqiao landing safely, everyone from the six factions flocked to Lu Qingyun.
"Young Master Lu, please take my two brothers down this time. We are the first to take the antidote and have recovered the most power. We will definitely be able to kill a few more Mongolian Tatars."
The two elders of Huashan pushed through the crowd and came to Lu Qingyun.
Looking at the two elders of Huashan, one tall and one short, the character of these two people is worrying. If they were sent down, their first reaction would probably be to take advantage of the chaos and run away.
Lu Qingyun ignored them, looked at Zhang Songxi and Mo Shenggu and said, "Third Senior Uncle, Seventh Senior Uncle, Qingyun will send you down."
The two of them didn't talk nonsense and walked to Lu Qingyun first.
Lu Qingyun rescued the Wudang Clan first and they had nothing to say, they could only wait for the next time.
After sending Zhang Songxi and Mo Shenggu off the tower, the situation improved significantly. The Mongolian archers were slaughtered, and Wang Baobao and Zhao Min had to retreat aside.
Wang Baobao looked at Ku Toutuo who followed Zhao Min back and asked: "Master Ku, you are good at cultivation, why don't you take action to capture the rebels?"
Fan Yao gestured with her fingers: Protecting the princess and the young prince is the most important thing.
Wang Baobao was so angry that he didn't take any action when he was captured just now. Now he can speak with confidence.
"Then Xiao Wang wants you to take action, are you willing?"
Kutoutuo was Zhao Min's subordinate, so he couldn't force his orders.
When Fan Yao faced this man who had suppressed Mingjiao uprisings many times and whose hands were stained with the blood of Mingjiao brothers, he wanted to twitch and dig out his bones.
But he couldn't expose it yet, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it.
"What, you don't want to?"
Seeing that Fan Yao didn't respond for a long time, Wang Baobao's anger soared.
Fan Yao stretched out her hand and gestured again: Zhang Wuji has great kung fu, I am no match for him.
Zhao Min watched Ku Toutuo being persecuted and said, "Brother, with Master Ku by his side, there is someone to take care of him. There are more and more people from the Ming Cult and the six major sects, and your safety is the most important thing."
"Hmph!" Wang Baobao snorted coldly and glanced at Kutoutuo.
The fire in Wan'an Tower spread to the fifth floor, and people from the six sects all went to the sixth floor.
The two elders of Huashan stood in the corridor on the sixth floor and shouted to Lu Qingyun, "Young Master Lu, the fire is getting bigger and bigger. Come up and take me down."
