Instead of flying directly to Möngke Khan, Tan Ke fell from the city, covered himself with a layer of telekinetic armor, and swaggered towards several of the Mongol trebuchets.

Guarding the trebuchet were several hundred-strong detachments of the Mongol army, who looked at the strange man who flew down from the city with some confusion.

Sitting on a war horse and looking at Tan Ke who was walking slowly, the top commander of this small army had a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth. He had come to Jianmen Pass with Meng Ke Khan yesterday, and he had heard about the horror of the flying man, but he thought that it was just a master of martial arts, and it must have been General Boyan's negligence that gave the despicable sneak attacker an opportunity.

"Listen to me! Get ready to shoot your arrows! This Mongolian thousand households shouted loudly.

Hundreds of bows were aimed at the lonely Tan Ke, and with the order of the Mongolian thousand households to release arrows, a tingling sound sounded on the battlefield. Hundreds of bows fired razor-sharp arrows at the same time, and the arrows slashed through the air in an oblique arc and sped towards Tank's head.

At this moment, everyone stopped what they were doing. Whether it was the advancing Mongolian brigade, or the Song soldiers who were busy arranging defenses at the end of the sword gate, whether it was Sun Yan, who was in charge of the city, or the incomparably noble Mongolian Khan in the rear of the Mongolian army, they all looked at this person who dared to face the army alone.

In the next second, Meng Ke Khan's eyes almost popped out! All the iron arrows that fell on Tan Ke's head were swept to his side by Tan Ke with a wave of his hand, and occasionally the net slipped through the net and the fish shot at Tan Ke's body, and they were also disappeared without a trace by Tan Ke's telekinetic armor bullets.

"Is this still human?" Möngke Khan was so surprised that he didn't even notice his saliva when he opened his mouth wide.

"Shoot the arrows! Shoot the arrows! Mongolian thousand households shouted in despair. That's right, it's despair, the first round of salvos is useless, and what is the use of the second?

Whoosh!

Another salvo of arrows! However, this deadly rain of arrows was nothing more than a violent rainstorm that did no harm to Tan Ke. Still pushing most of the arrows away, Tan Ke continued to move forward in silence.

Sun Tongzhi rubbed his eyes more than once, countless Song troops guarding the pass were also rubbing their eyes, Mongolian thousands of households were still shouting and releasing arrows, and hundreds of wolf-like and invincible Mongolian soldiers found that they no longer had the strength to raise their bows at this time.

"Shoot the arrows!" The voice of the Mongolian thousand households was hoarse.

This time, there were only a dozen arrows that were sparse and lacking in strength. Tan Ke didn't even need to push away, none of these arrows could threaten him, and they all landed a dozen steps in front of him.

The Mongol soldiers were sore and weak in their limbs, and their hearts were cold. How to fight this battle? They are invincible, but their opponents are all human! Such an opponent, he is not a man, he is a devil, he must be a devil!

The frightened Mongol soldiers retreated unconsciously, and they shot non-threatening arrows perfunctorily in the desperate and hoarse shouts of a thousand households. Then he impatiently squeezed into the back row, leaving the front row to his colleagues who were also at a loss.

Tan Kejian had already caused enough psychological pressure on the Mongol army, so he no longer wasted time. He slammed his speed to the fastest, flew from the ground to the sky, and then swooped down like an eagle over the Mongolian archers!

Several Mongolian soldiers in the hundred-man team collapsed the moment they saw Tan Ke take off, including that Mongolian Qianhu!

"It's not a light feat! This is not a light feat! It's immortal! This is an immortal! Immortal Heaven, have you abandoned your people? Why did the Song Kingdom descend on the real immortals? ”

No one listened to his desperate cries, and most of them were fleeing in frenzy. The remaining small part knelt on the ground and slammed their heads against the hard ground, begging the gods for forgiveness.

Tan Ke didn't look at the Mongol soldiers who knelt down and worshipped, he was like an efficient human life harvester, passing through the Mongol routs who exposed their backs to him!

The Mongol soldiers who heard the sound of weapons entering the flesh behind them knew what was going on behind them, and their screams resounded almost throughout the battlefield! The Mongol troops fell down row by row like a wheat field blown by a strong wind! Tan Ke didn't need any martial arts tricks, he only needed to hold his sword and fly from the left to the right of the rout, and this long sword could cut through the bodies of the entire row of routs like butter under the effect of gravitational acceleration!

The bodies of the Mongol soldiers killed by Tan Ke were shattered in half or more on the spot, and the smell of blood, human fragments and internal organs everywhere turned the vicinity of the trebuchet into a slaughterhouse.

Tan Ke let go of the few fish that had already slipped through the net, and turned around and walked to the Mongolian Qianhu who was still muttering to himself.

Seeing Tan Ke approaching him, this Mongolian thousand households laughed miserably: "You are not a human, you are a god!" How can ordinary people defeat the gods, haha! Hahaha! After laughing, Mongolian Qianhu reversed the saber and pulled it at his neck, and the blood was spurted out from the broken part of his neck.

Tan Ke dragged down the body of the Mongolian Qianhu and sat on the horse himself.

The jaw of Sun Tongzhi, who was watching the battle at the head of the city, almost fell, "One person has destroyed half a thousand households in Mongolia!" Is this still human? ”

The Song military captains beside Sun Yan were excitedly gearing up one by one, "All the commanders, order the opening of the city!" Let's rush out and kill the Mongolian Tartars with the Sword Fairy! ”

In an instant, the surrounding Song army surrounded them, "All the controls, open the city!" ”

"All the rules, let's fight! Mongolian Tartars are gone! ”

Sun Yan's face was entangled for a moment, but he still gritted his teeth and refused, "No!" Mr. Chen instructed me to guard the Sword Gate! Now the Mongol army is not injured at all, and it is not suitable to fight! ”

At the same time, in the live broadcast room of the infinite world-

"the groove groove! I can't vomit anymore! I thought that I watched too many Hollywood blockbusters and nothing could scare me, but I didn't expect the war of cold weapons to be so cruel! ”

"+1 upstairs, I vomited too! War is really a cruel thing, not as romantic as I imagined! ”

"You can't let children watch this live broadcast in the future, really, this kind of scene of corpses everywhere, I have nightmares as an adult at night after watching it!"

"Woooooooooo I'm so scared! Why should I die to watch this kind of live broadcast! And I'm home alone! ”

"The anchor is awesome! One man killed so many Mongolian Tartars! If only we really had anchors in our history! ”

……

Tan Ke didn't have the heart to open the barrage, because thousands of Mongolian troops had slowly pressed up around him, and it seemed that Mongolia had lowered the attack on the Sword Gate by a level, and made besieging and killing himself the first priority at present!