The Mongol army of hundreds of thousands, let Guo Jing charge alone, o d tm

In the future, when he left, Xiangyang still needed Guo Jing and others to guard, so naturally he couldn't make any mistakes.

"Liu Haoren."

"The subordinates are here."

"Liu Haoren, the lord of this hall ordered you and Guo Daxia to charge into battle together, without any mistakes, open the city gate and kill me!"

After giving Liu Haoren an order, Mu Qingxiao gave an order, the gate of Xiangyang City opened, and Guo Jing and Liu Haoren were dressed in military uniforms, taking the lead and riding their horses.

Hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Nine Heavens Hall followed.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers launched a tragic battle, the scene was shocking, the disciples of the Nine Heavens Hall took the lead in attacking, without fear, the long sword pointed at, the Mongolian military flag!

Suddenly, wolf smoke rose everywhere, drums thundered, the two sides were short combat, swords and swords, and on the battlefield, there were soldiers falling in pools of blood one after another

The difference in the number of fighters on both sides is not far behind, so what determines the outcome of this battle must be the difference in equipment, and most importantly, the difference in combat effectiveness.

However, there is one more decisive thing, that is, morale, Mu Qingxiao, as the hall master of the Nine Heavens Palace, naturally cannot stand by and watch, morale is not innate, but can be made.

At this time, the losses on both sides were quite heavy, Guo Jing and Liu Haoren had already rushed into the center of the Mongol army, people turned on their backs, fought bloodily, and corpses were everywhere.

The battlefield is like this, you kill me, I kill you, there can be no mercy.

Guo Jing holds a spear in his hand, and he kills in and out of the army, and Liu Haoren is not inferior.

Although he practiced martial arts a little late, Mu Qingxiao taught him all of them, and because his talent itself was not bad, he broke through to the Grandmaster realm two years ago.

Otherwise, as the deputy hall master of the Nine Heavens Palace, it would be difficult to convince the public at all.

I saw that he was holding a long sword in his hand, and the spiral nine shadows shuttled through the Mongolian army, and where the long sword passed, blood was splashed, and several Mongolian soldiers would fall.

Yang Guo was also extremely brave, holding a long sword in his hand, following Guo Jing's surroundings, while assisting, there were also many Mongolian soldiers who died in his hands, with Guo Jing and Liu Haoren on top, it was relatively easy.

Among the ten thousand armies, there is also a figure of a black-robed Dao Gu.

After Mu Qingxiao handed it over to Li Mochou, the latter disappeared without a trace, and he didn't expect to appear on the battlefield, which was really unexpected.

She was surrounded by Mongolian soldiers, so she naturally had no scruples when she moved.

Hundreds of ice spirit needles flew out, and the Mongolian soldiers fell in pieces, and with a flick of the dust, they could take the life of a Mongolian soldier, worthy of the "Red Lian Fairy" Li Mochou!

And Dawu Xiaowu also had to let go of his hatred, and Guo Fu also entered the battlefield under the escort of the disciples of the Nine Heavens Palace.

A few hours later, the battlefield was filled with smoke and artillery fire.

In the Mongolian rear barracks, Kublai Khan looked at the situation on the battlefield with an extremely gloomy face.

Unexpectedly, the Jiuxiao Hall organized by the Central Plains Martial Arts could actually stop the pace of his Mongolian army moving south.

Moreover, there has been no news from the Mongolian national teacher Jinlun for nearly a week, and Kublai Khan no longer has a fluke mentality in his heart, and the national teacher and others may have been killed, which is not a big blow to Mongolia.

"There are nearly 120,000 disciples in the Nine Heavens Palace, and my Mongolian army is more than half of them, so if you rush with me, you must take Xiangyang as quickly as possible!"

Kublai Khan mounted his horse with his gun and personally attacked, preparing to boost the morale of the Mongol army.

Guo Jing and Liu Haoren, who fought bravely on the battlefield, naturally noticed the existence of Kublai Khan, and the enemy leader personally stepped out, and the eyes of the disciples of the Nine Heavens Hall were full of heat.

As long as his head is removed, it is equivalent to winning this war.

Although Guo Jing and Liu Haoren had not known each other for a short time, the two looked at each other, nodded, and rode their horses in the direction of Kublai Khan.

Kublai Khan was guarded in the center by the Mongol army, and immediately understood the thoughts of the two, and exclaimed: "What a bold Central Plains person, it's just that if you want to take my head in the Mongol army, it's a little whimsical." ”

Kublai Khan had admiration on his face, sat on his war horse, and looked at Guo Jing and Liu Haoren who were attacking, without a trace of worry in his eyes.

Of course, he knew that these two Central Plains generals were brave and good at fighting, but he also had enough confidence that the Mongolian Iron Cavalry was not a vegetarian!

As Kublai Khan thought, the Mongolian side was dispatched with the whole army, intending to take Xiangyang City in one fell swoop, and Kublai Khan, as the leader, was naturally in the safest place.

There were hundreds of thousands of Mongolian troops in the past, how could it be that Guo Jing and Liu Haoren could kill them.

I don't know how long the battle lasted, the uniforms of the two had already been stained red with blood, and Kublai Khan's figure was still in the center of the Mongolian army.

Suddenly, the two of them felt a little powerless, unless they killed all these Mongol troops, it would be more difficult to take Kublai Khan's head than to ascend to the sky.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Suddenly, just as Kublai Khan was thinking a lot, dense Quanzhen Sect disciples suddenly poured out on both sides of the battlefield, and Quanzhen Sect disciples instantly joined the battlefield.

However, the tide of the battle was not reversed because of this, and the raid just now only helped the soldiers at the front, reducing a lot of burden and pressure.

Discovering the surprise attack of the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, although Kublai Khan's face was heavy, it did not make him nervous, and constantly commanded the Mongol army, changed the strategy, lured the enemy to go deeper, and surrounded and killed the army.

Guo Jing had already killed softly, Liu Haoren looked at the surrounding situation, and couldn't help but say: "Guo Daxia, let's stand back for the time being, the Mongols' intentions are unknown, don't fall into their trap." ”

Guo Jing pierced the chest of the Mongolian soldier with a shot, blood spilled on his cheeks, and he said with a solemn expression: "It's okay, retreat for the time being." ”

In the center of the Mongolian army, Kublai Khan found that the two wanted to evacuate, so naturally it was impossible to let it go, and with a wave of his hand, thousands of Mongolian troops surrounded Guo Jing and Liu Haoren in the center.

Li Mochou and Quan Zhen Qizi and others, as well as the disciples of the Nine Heavens Palace, wanted to support.

Kublai Khan obviously could not give them a chance to rescue, and at his signal, the archers, who had already been ready, stepped forward, and ten thousand arrows rained down.

In the face of the arrow curtain in the sky, Li Mochou and the others did not dare to be careless, and mobilized their internal forces to dodge and resist.

Thousands of Mongolian cavalry surrounded and killed, Guo Jing and Liu Haoren did not have the slightest fear, and handed over their backs to each other at this moment.

Guo Jing took a deep breath, wrapped his hands around, a dragon-shaped phantom surrounded him, descending the dragon eighteen palms, he had already practiced superbly, and a random blow was enough to open the mountain and break stones.

With a loud roar, Guo Jing's eighteen dragon-descending palms pushed forward, and the dragon-shaped phantom came out with a strong and unrivaled force.

Suddenly, dozens of Mongolian soldiers were blasted out by the huge force, blood spurted from their mouths, all their internal organs were shattered, and they died on the spot!

Liu Haoren is not bad, stepping on the spiral nine shadows, shuttling through the Mongolian army, invincible.

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