Chapter Seventy-One: The Way of Transcendence Invincible in this world

"Despicable! despicable!"

It was not until this moment that Temujin suddenly realized that the real purpose of Gu Chengzhen's former fighting generals was to separate him from the army.

With Temujin's prestige, if he was in front of the Mongol army, Wang Chongyang's rebellion could be suppressed in an instant.

"Soldiers, treacherous ways, lure them, take them in chaos, prepare for them, and avoid them!"

But now, while Gu Cheng was talking about the art of war for a long time, he unleashed a stormy sword momentum and dragged Temujin in place, and the situation was completely different.

The dragon and wolf on the heavenly dome were injured one after another, a vicious circle, and the momentum became weaker and weaker, and at this moment, Temujin was confused, raised his arms and roared, and gave a stupid order.

"Charge!"

Woohoo!

As the trumpets sounded, the Mongol formation changed.

Among the 100,000 troops, there were 70,000 cavalry, all of whom were mobilized at this time, and their horses' hooves were like dragons, and they began to gallop forward.

The momentum was truly earth-shattering, as if dark clouds were pressing straight over.

Even a thousand meters away, the ground began to tremble regularly, and the stones snapped and bounced.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

However, the flint cannon fired first.

After two years of transformation, its usefulness was clearly raised to a new level, when twenty flint cannons roared together, and if Thor roared, one cannonball after another streaked across the sky and exploded in the cavalry phalanx ahead.

Bang!

The cavalry who was directly hit was immediately shattered, and the surrounding areas were also broken and fractured, and they were blown out.

And as soon as the men and horses fell, they were immediately trampled into pulp by the cavalry behind.

"Spread out!" "Spread out!"

The commanders immediately ordered.

In the battle of Xiangyang, Mongolia, which had seen the sharp weapons of the Song and Jin sides, had already prepared.

The cavalry phalanx seems to be tight, but in fact it is loose, if it is spread out and the spacing is lengthened, then even if the flint cannon is bombarded repeatedly, it is difficult to spread the blow comprehensively, and the losses can be greatly reduced.

As long as the first few rows of cavalry rushed into the Song army, it would be devastating, and there would be no need to worry about the threat of artillery fire.

However, at this time, two accidents happened -

The Mongol cavalry formation failed to disperse in time.

In the Song army, the second round of artillery was once again launched.

The reason for the former is Fang Cai's rebellion, and those traitors are afraid of the horror of the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill, and they are targeted.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the middle and low-ranking generals of the Mongol army suffered heavy casualties.

The latter is Gu Cheng's imitation of the musket three-stage fire of later generations, using the number and formation to make up for the shortcomings of the flint cannon that cannot be fired continuously.

As a result, in round after round of loud bangs, the Mongolian iron cavalry that dominated the world became a live target.

In just a distance of thousands of steps, it turned into the end of the world, under the accumulation of countless corpses, the dragon wolf wailed, completely suppressed by the five-clawed golden dragon, the cavalry morale finally collapsed, began to collapse, and fled to both sides.

This is the deadliest thing, when the uniform cavalry phalanx becomes chaotic, then even if it rushes into the Song army, there is no threat.

"Ahhhh

Temujin's eyes were red, and he let out an earth-shattering roar.

He realized that he had made a big mistake.

Since Gu Cheng had already prepared, he ordered the cavalry to charge, didn't he just send the sheep into the tiger's mouth!

"Kill him!"

However, this person is worthy of being a grassland eagle, a generation of overlords, and he has a response in an instant, no longer returning to the battle, but coming towards Gu Cheng.

At the same time, not far away, Temujin's personal guards, listening to the Khan's orders, also rode horses to outflank him.

The position of the confrontation between the two was outside the frontal battlefield, closer to the Mongol army.

Temujin's martial arts realm was already above Gu Cheng, and if he added these very brave guards, Gu Cheng would definitely be defeated.

Having come to this point, Temujin knew that only by taking down Gu Cheng, the prince of the Great Song Dynasty and the invincible army soul, could he have the possibility of turning defeat into victory.

"I finally did it!"

But Gu Cheng looked at the four directions, and the future was even more sweeping across Europe and Asia, and the unrivaled Mongolian iron cavalry fell like mowing grass in the artillery and torrent of the Song army, closed his eyes slightly, and his face welled up with a sense of great freedom and satisfaction.

"Not good!"

Temujin suddenly changed color, as he seemed to see himself at that time, unwilling to roar under the attack of the Void Bamboo, and finally broke through the barrier and reached a new realm.

Martial arts obstacles are the limit of martial arts in this world, and there is no way to rise, only by virtue of peerless talent, you can realize the divine yuan, and go further.

Only such an existence can be called a god.

The gods are clear and exist in their people, and everyone's path to realizing the divine element is different.

Only by first understanding one's own way, and then working hard to achieve it, and finally succeeding in breaking through, can we reach it.

In the words of Buddhism, it is to transcend the sea of suffering and reach the other side.

So—

Xuzhu walks the path of compassion, with light and dust, and embraces all things;

Lin Xuanqing walks the way of solipsism, without taboos, like a god and a demon;

Temujin walked the road of tyranny, sweeping in all directions and crushing everything;

"I am walking the path of transcendence, reversing the future, and creating miracles!"

At this moment, Gu Cheng thought of his former self, looking at the many tragedies in China's 5,000-year history, the blood and tears ravaged by foreign invasions, and sighed.

Even if there are many difficulties, even if God's will hinders him, he is fearless and vows to surpass everything!

"This is my way!"

Gu Cheng's heart jumped, and the mana divine dragon of refining the gods suddenly groaned, turned into a streamer, and injected it into the Xuantie sword in his hand.

With a flick of his wrist, the strength of the Nine Yin and Nine Yang poured in without reservation, and then he took off the Xuantie Sword and swept out a dark whirlwind, rolling towards Temujin's personal guards.

It is also to condense the divine element and step into the realm of gods and understanding, the warriors of this world only know what it is, but Gu Cheng clearly analyzes it, and at the same time feels that the six senses in his refining gods are vibrating, and he has entered a new realm.

Wishful!

Refining the gods is not as good as refining the essence, and there are only five realms in total at the beginning, including concentration, five senses, six senses, wishfulness, and heaven.

The first three realms have not brought much improvement in the combat power of cultivators, and they must be supplemented by external means such as the six arts of the gentleman, the four treasures of the study, etc., in order to resist the enemy.

Only when it comes to the artistic conception, the mana in the body can not only be condensed externally, but also can be separated from the air!

At this moment, under Temujin's horrified gaze, the Xuantie Sword weighing more than 100 catties roared and rotated, adjusting the direction and angle from moment to moment, and with a flash of lightning, all those Mongolian warriors who could be a hundred were cut in half.

For a while, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the limbs and arms were severed, like a hellish wind.

"Haha, the sword comes out, this is the majesty of the combination of law and martial arts!"

Gu Cheng laughed, a thought faintly flashed through his mind, but he quickly turned to Temujin.

Just because the steppe overlord kicked his legs, the whole person flew up directly, landed on the back of the blue wolf who rushed to him, and then rushed madly towards the Mongolian army.

The heroic characters can bend and stretch, without dragging mud and water, this is a complete escape!

Just kidding, when Gu Cheng didn't advance to the realm of gods and minds, the two were tied, and now Gu Cheng has broken through the obstacles, and he is even more of a god's means, if he doesn't run, there is only a dead end.

"Can you run the monk, can you run the temple!"

Gu Cheng chased and killed all the way, his right hand led from afar, urging the Xuantie Sword to slaughter all the way, and with a flip of his left hand, the seal of the mountains and rivers went straight to the sky.

As soon as the words fell, the dragon wolf whimpered, and was caught by the five-clawed golden dragon again.

This time, it never had a chance to recover.

The emperor's seal was pressed down.

Bang!