The army that the Great Song Dynasty can put into battle is only about 100,000 people, and it is estimated that it can be 13 or 40,000 after these martial arts people, which is able to crush Mongolia in terms of numbers, but in terms of combat ability, the three ordinary Great Song soldiers are not the opponent of a Mongolian warrior.

After all, they grew up from eating beef and mutton, drinking mare's milk and goat's milk, and their way of fun since childhood was archery and horseback riding, and their physical fitness in all aspects is definitely stronger than that of the Song people.

Chen Ziang decided that it was better to shake his morale before leaving, he walked out of the inn, easily jumped to the roof of a house, and the sharp-eyed Condor flew towards him when he saw this.

Chen Ziang's right foot was a little towards the ground, jumped like a spring, and landed steadily on the back of the Condor, and the Condor spread its wings and soared into the air.

High in the sky, the movement of the entire Xiangyang was in full view, and Chen Ziang at this moment actually had a feeling of being overwhelmed by the cold.

He will shout with internal strength, "Martial arts brothers, heroes of the rivers and lakes, listen to me"

The voice mixed with internal force spread throughout the entire Xiangyang City: "The Mongolian war horses are about to reach the frontier of my Great Song Dynasty, and the Great Song Dynasty is in danger!" ”

People were terrified by what he said, and looked up at him at a loss.

"As the so-called country is the country, there is a country first and then a home, what can you say if the country is not at home? At this moment, Da Song needs us, and we stand up! Our name will be recited by future generations, praised by future generations, this battle will let Mongolia know the heritage of our Central Plains martial arts, we let them have no return! Chen Ziang was impassioned, and the people below listened with enthusiasm.

"Expel the Tartars and defend my Great Song!!"

"Expel the Tartar humiliation and defend my Great Song!!"

I don't know who shouted such a slogan, everyone shouted along, but everyone who heard it felt that the blood was about to gush out of their chests, and they wanted to take up arms to fight.

Listening to this uniform shout, the officers and soldiers defending the city also raised their heads with their chests up, and they had more confidence in their hearts.

After finishing speaking, Chen Ziang jumped down to the roof, took three or two steps to the street, and landed next to Guo Jing.

"The alliance leader said that I want to fight to the death with Mongolia immediately," Guo Jing said excitedly.

Huang Rong on the side nodded, Chen Ziang's words were indeed very successful in her opinion, which greatly boosted people's morale.

If the morale is low, the soldiers are absent-minded, and they already have the intention of retreating before the battle, how can such an army win the opponent.

"Every man is bloody, it's just that some people are easily hooked, and some people bury this blood in their hearts," Chan explained.

"Actually, it's not just you, many friends have this impulse too"

"Who?"

"An old monk with a bare head, a middle-aged man with thick calluses on his palms, and a lame man on crutches" Chen Ziang said with a smile, he didn't expect these people to help at this time.

"The one with calluses on his hands must be a perennial cultivation of extremely strong palm kung fu, isn't it Qiu Qianren, who is known as Qiu Qianren who floats on the water with iron palms?" Guo Jing asked in surprise, Qiu Qianren's Iron Palm Gang of the Hero Conference was not present, I thought he would not get involved in this matter, but I didn't expect him to come.

"It should be him, since he is here, then his disciples must have been coming one after another, maybe they have already arrived in Xiangyang City," Chen Ziang agreed with Guo Jing's opinion.

Qiu Qianren is not only amazing in martial arts, but also very talented, in a few years, the original small gang will be rectified to a good and prosperous, since the battle of "Iron Palm Annihilation of Hengshan" will be defeated by the Hengshan faction, the name of the Iron Palm floating on the water is powerful.

"That cripple should be the head of the Seven Monsters in Jiangnan: the Flying Bat Ke Zhen Evil," Guo Jing analyzed.

"That monk is the strongest of the three," Chen Ziang looked at Guo Jing, and the two of them smiled.

"Those two don't want to show their identities and don't force him, but this old monk we really want to invite him, otherwise I'm afraid we will snub him" Chen Ziang said and appeared on a street in a few jumps, there was a century-old tree in the courtyard of a rich man's house next to the street, and an old monk was sitting above the old tree.

The old monk turned his head to look at the branch beside him, where a dignified-looking man was standing.

"Amitabha"

"Master Yide, please come with me to the inn to rest, otherwise I'm afraid that the world will laugh at me for snubbing the hero," Chen Ziang said with a light smile.

This monk is Duan Zhixing, who is called one of the five unique Southern Emperors by Yu Zhou Botong, Hong Qigong and others

He is the descendant of the middle section of the Tianlong Babu, one hand and one yang finger kung fu is a school of its own, and martial arts cultivation is the peak.

"Thank you for the kindness of the alliance leader, but the monks like to be quiet," Duan Zhixing said with a Buddhist salute.

"Okay, since the master likes to be quiet, then I won't bother" Since the words have been brought, but people don't want to, Chen Ziang has no choice, he returned to Guo Jing again.

"Why don't you bring the master?" Guo Jing asked.

"The master didn't want to come, I guess he wanted to wait for the fight to start before making a move," Chen Ziang said.

"I don't know where the hidden people under the alliance leader are? Why don't you see a few? Guo Jing asked suspiciously.

"They? They're everywhere," Chen Ziang clapped his hands.

Many ordinary people in the vicinity took out their weapons, and their faces changed from calm to murderous.

Guo Jing was taken aback, some of these people he could feel were ordinary people in disguise, but some of them were too similar in disguise, and even he didn't notice it.

"I won't use Yinliu as ordinary soldiers, but as swords and daggers, as long as I kill those small leaders and small leaders in the opposing army," Chen Ziang explained to Guo Jing.

Suddenly, a figure swept behind Chen Ziang from not far away, and said, "Master"

Just listening to this voice, Chen Ziang knew that the person who came was Ying Yi, and everything about Ying Yi was given to him by Chen Ziang, whether it was this martial arts, rights, or even this name.

After establishing the Shadow Stream, Chen Ziang wanted to choose a leader with a bright face among so many people, so he let them compete, as long as they didn't hurt their lives.

In the end, Keichi stood out among the thousands, he was not the strongest of them, but he was the strongest-willed, and the corner of his brow was left by a stone in that battle.

"In the battle later, your main task is not to kill the enemy, but to stay by her side, so as not to let her be injured by the enemy," Chen Ziang pointed to the little dragon girl on the side.

"I can protect myself," the little dragon girl said with some dissatisfaction, feeling that she was being slighted.

"I didn't underestimate you, but I really didn't have an accident like you, who knows if there will be other hidden masters in Mongolia besides the Golden Wheel Dharma King," Chen Ziang explained.

"Keichi, do you know what to do?"

"Ten thousand subordinates will die, and they will not let the hostess damage a single hair!"