Meng Ge looked at the several clouds of smoke and dust rising behind him, as well as the elite cavalry that cut into the army like a sharp blade, his face was extremely pale, and he muttered: "Impossible, how could the army of the Song Kingdom come from there?" ”

He couldn't understand how the tens of thousands of troops of the Great Song Dynasty deceived his scouts, and how they silently crossed the Yellow River and arrived behind his camp.

Tens of thousands of troops are not a small number, and if you want to transport these large armies to the other side of the Yellow River, the movement will definitely not be small.

Don't!

Meng Ge suddenly thought of the frozen Yellow River, and looked sideways at Mo Chen, who looked calm, with a bit of understanding and helplessness flashing in his eyes. When encountering such a terrible monster, could it be that God really abandoned the Great Mongol Empire?

Just when Meng Ge lost his mind, he suddenly felt a sudden pain in his neck, and then he saw a familiar figure.

Is that your own body?

His eyes widened, and there was a bit of dazedness and distraction in his eyes, and then he lost consciousness completely.

Mo Chen carried Meng Ge's head and said coldly to the chaotic camp below: "Meng Ge is dead, and you will not surrender yet." Those who descend live, and those who fight die! ”

Mo Chen's voice was like thunder, exploding in the camp, even overshadowing the earth-shaking sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and the sound of shouting and killing from the north.

When the Mongolian soldiers heard Mo Chen's voice, they couldn't help but follow the prestige.

Closer to the watchtower, the warrior looked up at the tall watchtower and Mo Chen, who stood proudly on it with a cold expression. When everyone's eyes turned slightly, and when they saw the human head staring at him in his hand, they couldn't help but turn pale, and all the fighting intent dissipated in an instant.

Really, it's the Great Khan!

"The Great Khan died?"

"The Great Khan is dead!"

The tall soldiers trembled and murmured, and in less than a moment they converged into an earth-shattering tsunami that echoed through the Mongol camp.

When the soldiers saw the scene on the Yellow River, they did not have too high fighting spirit. At this time, Meng Ge's death became the last straw that broke the camel's back, so that they could no longer raise the slightest fighting spirit.

At the same time, the elite cavalry of the Great Song Dynasty, under the leadership of Gao Ying, easily cut into the Mongol camp, and only encountered scattered dang on the way.

When Gao Ying listened to the low roar like the tide of the sea, his face immediately showed a look of surprise, Daozun succeeded?

He was pleasantly surprised and shouted, "Put down your blade, and those who kneel on the ground will not die!" ”

Under his shout, the other Song soldiers simultaneously issued a chant of "Put down your blades, and those who kneel on the ground will not die".

For a time, only the shouts of the Great Song soldiers remained in the Mongol camp, and the shouts of those kneeling to avoid death were like a heavy mountain, which pressed the Mongolian soldiers to almost kick up.

But even so, none of the Mongol soldiers surrendered on their knees.

Gao Ying looked at this scene, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he shouted: "The real person is the descendant of the immortal, the rebellious Meng Ge has been ambushed, and you still want to go against the sky!" ”

When the Mongolian people heard Mo Chen, their bodies trembled slightly, and their eyes flashed with fear.

That kind of monster, it's not human at all!

Sonorous!

With a slight thud, someone dropped his blade and fell to his knees weakly.

Then, like a terrible contagion, the sound of countless blades falling to the ground converged above the camp, accompanied by the scene of the soldiers kneeling on the ground one after another, as if a surging tide swept in all directions.

Mo Chen stood proudly on top of the tower, his eyes calmly staring at the scene below, and a few thoughts flashed in his eyes. The affairs of the north can be regarded as having a result. The most important problem now is the more than one million Mongol troops in the south!

Princess Ruiguo stood on top of the tower, looking at the army that fell like an ocean below, and looked sideways at Mo Chen's flat face, her eyes full of admiration.

Is this the power of a real person?

A day later, Songshan Road Palace.

The sky was slightly bright, and the little Dao boys had already gotten up early to clean the rugged mountain roads of the Dao Palace. The weather in May is quite hot, and even the morning in the mountains and forests is a bit hot and dry.

On the rugged mountain road, two young road boys about 10 years old wield brooms and clean up fallen leaves on the mountain road.

Both of them are clear-eyed and quite cute. One of them was younger and a little older, and his sword eyebrows were flying and he was a little heroic. The other person's eyes were as warm as jade, and he looked gentle.

The little Dao Tong with a bit of heroism looked at the looming Dao Palace on the top of the mountain, his eyes were full of admiration, and he said in a low voice: "Junbao, when do you say we will have the opportunity to meet Dao Zun." ”

Junbao glanced up at him, then continued to immerse himself in his work, and said softly: "Tianbao, you can't think of anything else. Daozun is a man among the gods, where can we see. ”

Tianbao pouted dissatisfiedly and snorted, "Hmph, if I can get the first place in the Dao Palace Youth Group, I can get the reception of Dao Zun." Wait, three years at most, I will definitely try to meet Dao Zun. ”

Junbao glanced at him and rolled his eyes feebly, ignoring Tempo's dreams.

The competition of the Daogong Youth Group is limited to teenagers under the age of 14. He and Tianbao are just ordinary orphans, and there are no people who are particularly close to them in the Dao Palace, let alone a master who has cultivated to a strong level. And it is not easy to qualify for the first place in the junior group, and there is basically no possibility without the acquired realm.

Just when Junbao was helpless, a chuckle came from below the mountain road: "Little guy, have ambition." ”

When the two of them heard this, they were suddenly shocked in their hearts, and they couldn't help but look down.

I saw a handsome young man in an ordinary blue robe, holding a square box of a square foot, walking down the mountain road without hurrying.

Behind him, followed by a richly dressed aristocratic lady. The aristocratic lady's appearance was very beautiful, especially the noble temperament on her body, which made the two who had not seen many women stunned.

The two lost their minds for a moment, and finally came back to their senses. Thinking of the rude they had just made, they couldn't help but look at the person with a flushed face. Dong Tianbao has a cheerful personality, although he feels a little shy in his heart, he still hurriedly said: "Xiaodao Dong Tianbao, I have seen Brother Dao." ”

Zhang Junbao's face was flushed, he looked at Princess Ruiguo carefully, and then said, "Xiaodao Zhang Tianbao, I have seen Brother Dao and this benefactor. ”

Mo Chen heard the two of them introduce themselves and looked at them deeply.

Dong Tianbao, Zhang Junbao, interesting.

With a gentle smile on his face, he bowed slightly to the two of them and chuckled, "Funny little one, I remember you." Dong Tianbao, Zhang Junbao. ”

Mo Chen said, taking Princess Ruiguo to walk past the two of them with blank looks. The two looked at Mo Chen's disappearing figure and scratched their little heads blankly.

Just when the two of them were at a loss in their hearts, a crisp bell rang suddenly.

This is?

When the two heard the sound of the bell, they couldn't help but look up at the top of the mountain, and some doubts flashed in their eyes. The bell of the Dao Palace is not casually ringing, only when something important happens.

"Welcome back to the palace." When the two of them were in doubt, a crisp chant rang out from the mountain.

The two of them couldn't help but glance at each other in surprise when they heard the chanting from above.

Daozun is back?

When they thought of this, they inexplicably thought of the two people who had just appeared, and their expressions couldn't help but stiffen.

Dong Tianbao swallowed with difficulty, his eyes were full of excitement and fear, and he muttered in a low voice: "The person just now can't be Daozun, right?" ”

Zhang Junbao was not much better than him, his face was slightly pale, his crystal eyes were a little excited and scared, and he said in a trembling voice: "It should be, maybe, it is really possible, right?" ”

The two spoke, thinking of the words Mo Chen left when he left, and their eyes looked at each other with excitement and fear.

Daozun, remember us!