Chapter 17: The Storm is Coming

The next day, the sun rose, and the Mongolian marshal made a big tent.

There were not many people in the big tent, less than ten people in total. The Mongol marshal sat solemnly on the main seat, while the other generals of the Mongol army sat on the left and right sides of the ground according to their ethnicity. On the left are the Mongols and Semu, and on the right are the Han Chinese who surrendered to the Mongols.

In the open space in the center of the big tent, a dusty figure knelt on the ground, telling the military situation of Zhongnan Mountain.

"What, those southern barbarians rebelled and attacked and killed Tomu?" The commander of the Mongolian army opened his eyes wide, glared angrily at the Tanma below, his face turned terribly red, and roared.

Tanma knelt on one knee and gasped indignantly: "My subordinates and others saw with their own eyes, and the general Gao Huan and others beheaded General Tomu, and what did they say to the Taoist priest of the Quanzhen Sect. But we are far away, and we have not heard their words. ”

"Hmph, shit. I have long said that those lowly Han people should be killed. It's good now, I've lost a general. A bearded man kicked the low case in front of him, stood up and shouted angrily.

"Shut up!" The Mongolian marshal slapped the dwarf case in anger, made a loud bang, and shouted loudly.

At the same time, a strong man with a rough face and a burly figure stood up, glared at the bearded man, and shouted: "Zha Heyun, how can there be any place for you to be presumptuous in front of the marshal. ”

Zha Heyun knew that he was at a loss, so he snorted and didn't say a word.

The Mongolian marshal glared at him angrily, then glanced coldly at the tanma below, and said coldly: "Report what happened yesterday to this marshal without missing a trace." ”

Tanma's respectful right hand reached his chest and told him what he had seen.

The Mongolian marshal listened to Tanma's words, his brows furrowed tightly, and he said in a deep voice: "That is to say, you don't know exactly what happened, only that you saw that Tom was killed by those generals. ”

"Exactly, it happened so fast. We only saw the generals kill General Tom and then say something to the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect. Tanma lowered his head and said respectfully.

The Mongol marshal's face was gloomy and he glanced at the generals under the tent.

Among them, the Mongols were full of indignation, and the Han people lowered their heads, a touch of sweat faintly appeared on their foreheads, and they did not dare to look at the Mongol marshal.

Just when everyone fell silent, a middle-aged man dressed in a scribe's uniform stood up and said in a condensed voice: "Marshal, what is the specific matter of this matter, we can't rush to a conclusion for the time being. At present, the most urgent thing should be to immediately send people to find out, and at the same time be careful to guard against the sneak attack of the Southern Song army in Tongguan. Gao Huan and others have served me Mongolia for several years, and if they really had the heart of rebellion, they would not have waited until now. ”

The Mongolian marshal nodded, glanced at the probe horse below, and said in a deep voice, "You go down and rest first." Another 1,000 light cavalry was dispatched to Zhongnan Mountain immediately to investigate carefully, and he was sure to find out the truth of the matter. ”

Two quarters of an hour later, a thousand Mongolian light cavalry marched all the way in the direction of Zhongnan Mountain.

Tongguan, on the city wall.

Several Southern Song Dynasty generals dressed in official costumes stood on the walls of Tongguan, looking at the smoke and dust raised in the distance.

"General, another army is out of the camp. According to the smoke and dust, and the sound, the army was about 1,000 people. A handsome young officer frowned, looked at the smoke and dust in the distance, and said in a deep voice.

The Tongguan guard's face was slightly gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "Yesterday 30,000 troops left the camp, and today another thousand people went out of the camp, what are the Mongols doing?" Have you ever found out where the 30,000 troops who disappeared yesterday have now gone? ”

The young school officer frowned slightly, and said suspiciously: "According to the news from Tanma, they went to the Quanzhen Sect of Zhongnan Mountain. It was only for fear of alarming the Mongols that our horses did not dare to follow too closely, so we did not know exactly what was going on. ”

"The True Sect?" The Keeper looked pensive, then shook his head slightly.

It's really strange what the Mongols want to do, and they actually sent 30,000 troops to the Quanzhen Sect, which is really a little incomprehensible. Is a mere martial arts sect worth such a big battle?

"Forget it, don't worry so much, just be careful about the movements of the Mongols for the time being. This matter has been reported to the Holy Lord, and it is believed that the Holy Decree will come down soon. The guard shook his head and said in a deep voice.

The movements of the Mongols are unknown, and it is unlikely that these actions were most likely a trap to lure the Song army into falling for them. At present, the Mongols are powerful, and they will not be careful. The current defenders of Tongguan are only 30,000, and it is extremely reluctant to defend the city, let alone fight in the city.

At the same time, a flat mountain area at the foot of Jungnam Mountain.

After the 30,000 troops were assembled, they pulled out a long line on the mountain road of Zhongnan Mountain, looking like a winding dragon.

At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, Gao Huan and the three of them stood under their horses and bowed respectfully to Mo Chen. On the ground beside them, lay a dozen warriors who were tied up with flowers. Most of them were dressed in Mongol costumes, and a few were dressed in other costumes.

Mo Chen stood behind him with his hands behind him, looking at the dozen or so figures writhing on the ground, his expression calm and waveless.

"My lord, they escaped last night and were captured by the general." Gao Huan arched his hand.

Mo Chen's expression was calm, and he said in a deep voice: "Escape, according to the rules of the army, how to deal with it." ”

Gao Huan's eyes flashed with a cold gle, his face was a little colder, and he said coldly: "You should be beheaded according to the crime." ”

"The general spares his life, we are just confused for a while."

"The general spares his life."

"The Taoist spares his life, and the Taoist spares his life."

The bound warriors turned pale, writhed in horror, and shouted uneasily.

Mo Chen glanced at everyone, and when he saw their more and more respectful looks, he suddenly understood in his heart that this move was to show favor to himself and show his surrender. A smile appeared on his face, and he said flatly: "Since you should be beheaded according to the law, why do you bother so much. It's just a little thing, and you can take care of it yourself in the future. ”

When Gao Huan heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The expression on his face became more and more respectful, and he said in a deep voice: "The last general has an order, and in the future, he will not deliberately disturb the Dao master for some trivial things." The last general ordered people to pull out these eggless deserters and behead them. ”

The seven sons of Quan Zhen stood behind Mo Chen, listening to the conversation between the two, and saw that they were talking and laughing, and decided more than a dozen lives. Some people showed hesitation on their faces, as if they couldn't bear it; Others, on the other hand, looked calm and unwavering, without any fluctuations.

Mo Chen ignored everyone's thoughts, and said casually with a flat expression: "Why bother so much. ”

As he spoke, his hand flashed with an earthy yellow light, which looked like a bright light, even in the early sun, it still looked very dazzling.

Gao Huan and the others saw Mo Chen's movements, recalling yesterday's invisible sword qi like a rain of arrows, and their eyes tightened into a thin slit.

This person's martial arts cultivation has reached such a terrifying realm. It's not that I haven't seen martial arts masters before, but those martial arts people I have seen in the past are not even worthy of lifting shoes in front of this person!

When Gao Huan and the others saw Mo Chen's movements, they instantly thought of yesterday's nightmarish scene.

It's just that what they don't know is that what Mo Chen wants to perform today is not the sword path of Dugu seeking defeat, but a magical spell that no one in this world has ever seen!