[ps: More than 5,000 words of the big chapter, for the king to break the sword 10,000 starting coins plus more, brother's love, thank you!] The leader of the old book, the helmsman of this book, the chapters are very large, they can't be separated, they won't be separated, there are still a lot of things to say, and then a single chapter will be opened later, thank you for your support. Too tired, there was a bug in that chapter yesterday, and it was the Seventh Division that was responsible for the feint, and the Sixth Division was the main attack, which has been revised. ]

In the middle of the night, the Mongolian side.

The breeze was blowing slowly, and the sky was full of stars, and the situation was extremely low, as if it was about to capsize in the next moment.

The insects in early summer can't hold back the inner turmoil, and they begin to cooing and singing, full of vitality, and the night is more peaceful.

In this tranquility, there is infinite killing power.

The "Bloody Hand" is located in the middle camp of the four battalions of the eastern, western, southern, northern, and middle camps of the Mongolian side.

In fact, Kublai Khan's arrangement of troops was very popular, and the so-called "east, west, south, north, and center" are just approximate locations, and if you look down from the sky, you will find that it is not so simple.

There are about 10,000 people in each of the four camps in the east, west, south and north, more or less, only the camp in the middle, the largest number of people, reaching 30,000 people, this is to prevent the Song Dynasty from sneaking attack, once the Song Dynasty has a change, it can immediately rescue other camps, forcing the Song Dynasty into a dead end.

Of course, this is just a deployment.

Judging from past experience, no army has dared to carry out a night attack, and they do not believe that there will be any accidents tonight.

Li Gong was meditating in the tent, time passed slowly, and at dawn, the night was darker than ever, and suddenly, his heart trembled, and he opened his eyes, and boundless killing intent burst out from his eyes.

I only heard him murmur: "It's finally waiting for you!" Tonight, the old man will not cramp your thin skin.

It's hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart! ”

Gritting his teeth and saying this, he got up and flashed out of the camp.

Outside the camp tent, dozens of Yin Kui faction masters such as Demon Shadow Deng Xie and Ghost Knife Li Kaisu immediately rushed up, Demon Shadow Deng Xie and Ghost Knife Li Kaisu are both peerless masters of the Yin Kui Sect, and compared with Fu Yaohong, they are not equal.

Yin Kui faction, Li Gong stands alone, and stands out.

There were many masters under him, but the three masters of Bi Night Terror, Scorching Sun, and Fu Yaohong died tragically one after another. Now the masters of the Yin Kwai Sect are also a little insufficient, so these two people have the highest martial arts.

Demon Shadow Deng Jie's entire body was shrouded in black shadows, and the entire Yin Kui Sect, except for Li Gong, his light skills were the most ghostly and supernatural.

The ghost knife Li Kaisu, a pair of big and long hands, in his hand is a long knife with a strange style, under the moonlight, there is a chill. It's hard to look at it directly.

Deng Xie arched his hand and said, "Sect Master, what happened?" ”

Li Gong said coldly: "Go to Kublai Khan's camp on the east side." ”

Deng Xie was stunned, and Li Kaisu said with some doubts: "Even if Meng Heng sneaks up, he should sneak attack here." Kublai Khan ordered us to wait here for the rabbit......"

Syllable! A bang.

Before Li Kaisu could say anything, the phantom flashed, and the person had been slapped hard by Li Gong, and he fixed his eyes and looked at it again. Li Gong still stood in place, as if he had never moved, this demon gate was comparable to Meng Chixing's number one master. The weirdness of martial arts is staggering.

I saw that Li Gong's eyes were cold, and his tone was even colder: "Li Kaisu, how about you break away from the Yin Kwai faction and join Kublai Khan?" ”

Hiss!!

An awe-inspiring killing machine, which is not a joke, but a practical killing machine.

Li Kaisu broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, and couldn't help kneeling on the ground, and pleaded guilty to the worker: "The subordinates are guilty, ask the sect master to punish him!" ”

The rest of the people didn't seem to see anything, and none of them pleaded with him.

The people in the demon gate have always been selfish, whoever has high martial arts is the leader, and the competition is also very fierce, Li Kaisu was killed by Li Gong, they are happy to see it.

Isn't it, without one Li Kaisu, the probability of being on top is greater.

"Hmph, get up."

"Thank you Sect Master for not killing!"

Li Gong's long and narrow eyes swept across all the Yin Kui Sect members, and said slowly: "Yue Feng, this son, first kill my three masters of the Yin Kui Sect, and then humiliate me, if you don't kill this person, this seat will not be a person!" Tonight he will attack Kublai Khan's tent! ”

Demon Shadow Deng explained: "Sect Master, how did he know? Is it possible to have an internal response? Kublai Khan shouldn't have been like that. ”

Li Gong didn't answer, looked up at the sky, showed a secretive smile, and then said lightly: "He will know...... Walk! ”

Of course, he knew that Yue Feng must know, because just tonight, he had already noticed that Yue Feng had personally gone out to probe the Mongolian camp.

With his character of revenge, he should be killed immediately, but Yue Feng was very strict in his precautions, and he had prepared three escape routes, at least. So he chose to hold back, and today, everything will be over.

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At the location of Kublai Khan's camp, Zangbian's No. 1 master, Bashi Ba, was squinting and meditating, when he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Master, what's going on?" The person who asked was a very gorgeous woman, the woman was very young, she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and there were three men standing beside the woman, who were a little older.

These four people are the most outstanding four disciples under the command of the Eighth Master, although they are young, but in another ten or twenty years, they can become the top masters in the world, not inferior to the current Central Plains Five Uniques.

On the far left is a barefoot dervishe. When it comes to Hetian Demon, it can be said that everyone in the Western Regions knows it.

He was originally a native of Tianzhu, and because of his admiration for the name of the Eighth Master, he went to Zangbian to learn art with the Eighth Master. Before this person worshiped under the seat of the Eighth Master, he was already a famous master in Tianzhu, second only to Nemo Xing, the first master of Tianzhu, and that was only because Nemo Star was twenty years older than him.

When he was eighteen years old, he challenged Nemo Xing, and the two fought 3,000 moves, and he lost to Nemo Xing by one move, and was cited as a lifelong disgrace, and then went to Zang Bian and worshiped under the seat of the Eighth Master.

In recent years, he has combined the secret techniques of Tibetan and Tianzhu to open up a new way, and faintly, he has the style of a master craftsman who founded a sect, and it will take another ten years to achieve the mysterious realm of water and fire and buried immortality.

Next to Hetian Demon was a Jurchen man dressed in leather, with a powerful vulture on his shoulder, without a mask, and his eyes were sharp, like a demon bird from hell.

This Jurchen Tie Yan is the most terrifying killer in the Western Regions, good at tracking assassination techniques, and has a thin body. His face is full of scars, his eyes are like torches, the whole person is like a sharp knife, his self-created whirlwind eighteen spears, crisscrossing the desert, is the most famous young master in the Western Regions in the past three years, and is also one of the most famous disciples under the seat of the Eighth Master.

As for the woman who asked before, she was beautiful, and her wonderful eyes turned to seduce her soul. Wearing Tibetan costumes, he is a famous "Bodhisattva of Thoughtlessness" White Lotus Jue. This Shu is very happy with the Eight Masters Ba Jingxue Tantra. Law, good at men and women to make up for the way, killing people in the gloom. Soul Occasion.

The last person was a handsome white-clothed scribe, who was only in his twenties, and was the only Han disciple of the Eighth Master, Song Tiannan, who was proficient in astronomy and geography, the five elements, and was also a genius. Because of his admiration for Tibetan secret culture, he worshiped under the banner of the Eight Masters, and it didn't take 20 years to become a master of his own.

The Eighth Master Ba came this time. Not only himself, but also brought all the four major disciples under his command, which shows how much he attaches importance to Yue Feng.

After Bai Lianjue's questioning, Eighth Master Ba smiled slightly. Said: "This master summoned you and others to come, and there is really the intention of killing Yue Feng, and Wan Wanger and others should not be contemptuous." Defeat. The master searched for the traces of this person with the method of contemplating the idea, and the teacher's spiritual platform suddenly sensed that he had already acted, so he must take strict precautions to prevent accidents. The division had previously observed the celestial phenomena and knew that this battle was full of dangers, and that there was a lot of danger in the auspiciousness, and there was a good fortune in the fierceness, and the success or failure was really a five-five number. ”

The four masters were all stunned, and their eyes showed disbelief.

This...... It can't be, right?

Although the world is big, there are less than five masters who can compete with the Eighth Master, but it definitely does not include Yue Feng, and now, with the addition of the four of them, the master actually said that whether he can kill Yue Feng is only five or five, which is really a bit unbelievable.

After a pause, the eighth master Ba looked solemn and said: "This son is not in the five elements, not into the six realms, but to kill demons in the world, once completed, it will bring catastrophe to the world. When you see this person, you should perform a stunt and immediately kill him, the master does not ask the means, as long as this person has a head! ”

"Yes!"

The four disciples bowed their hands and solemnly responded.

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At the same time, the four masters of Jinlun, Yin Kexi, Nemo Xing, and Xiao Xiangzi are also closing their eyes to recuperate.

These four people are in the same camp, located on the left side of Kublai Khan's tent, and the eight masters are located on the right.

He is only about twenty years old, his face is very long, his skin is whiter and more greasy than that of a girl, tender and smooth like beautiful jade, transparent as snow, and there is no trace of a beard root on the side of his mouth.

This person's name is Kuokuo, and he is the future "shemale" in the red and charming teacher, and he has studied the body magic "Heavenly Charm Condensing Yin".

Of course, what he didn't know was that after a few decades, his disciples would be amazed and would push this kung fu to the pinnacle again, surpassing him.

The so-called "Heavenly Charm Condenses Yin", "Heavenly Charm" refers to the speed as fast as a ghost; "Ning Yin" refers to the internal strength of the mind. The two complement each other, cultivating to the highest level, can transform the physique, when the yin qi condenses, the body seems to lose weight, and when it really turns into a burst of light work, you can imagine how terrifying the speed is.

The four masters of the Golden Wheel side stood opposite to dozens of masters of the Demon Sect.

The atmosphere in the tent was quiet, and no one spoke, and no one had the heart to speak.

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At dawn, it finally arrived.

Whew!

The sound of horses' hooves galloping, like a thunderstorm, came from afar, not surprisingly, the attack was on the core camp, and the camp tent in front of the core camp had already started a fierce battle with it, roaring and neighing, gradually sounded.

It wasn't long before the first rays of sunlight shone down.

And so on and so on for a while.

After about two hours of fighting, the loyal soldiers suffered extremely heavy losses, but for some reason, everyone did not retreat and was unstoppable. This courage to soar into the sky should have always belonged to the Mongolian side, and should not have appeared in the Great Song army.

But this time, all the people saw were faces that looked at death as if they were at home, resolute and resolute.

They roared, or they were silent, or they were hideous, but they were no exceptions. All of them regarded death as home, resolute and resolute, and the blood of the Mongolian people was also stimulated, and the losses of both sides reached the level of fifty-five openings, which was a rare victory for the Great Song Dynasty.

The Mongols opened an opening, which was obviously a trap, in order to bring this loyal army into the core camp, and then gather nearby forces, encircle, and finally kill it.

Both sides understand this.

The high-ranking generals of the Mongol side believed that the loyal and brave troops thought that Kublai Khan was in the core camp, which was originally a bureau set up by them. And in the end, sure enough, the temptation to kill Kublai Khan led this loyal army to death.

The high-ranking generals of the Mongol side were overjoyed and had secretly resolved to kill all this loyal army no matter what. It was not long after this loyal army rushed into the encirclement.

The eyes of Jinlun, Kuokuo and others suddenly narrowed, no, there was a change!

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Time pulls back a bit. In the city of Xiangyang, Yue Feng served as the vanguard force, directly killing Kublai Khan's sixth division, and he was already gearing up. Get ready.

All the soldiers felt their hearts pounding and excited.

Kublai Khan, Kublai Khan, Kublai Khan......

At this moment, although Kublai Khan was miles away, but in their eyes. In their hearts, they are all Kublai Khan, and once they kill Kublai Khan. The world will be shaken, the stalemate in front of them will be broken, and the sixth division of their loyal army will forever go down in history.

Among the team, led by Yue Feng, and left and right by Yue Feng, were several masters such as Master Yideng, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, Guo Jing, and Li Mochou.

The three masters of Daomen led by Han Gongdu, although they had not yet arrived, but at the moment before the decisive battle, Bi Kongqing, the master of Xianyun Yehe, finally rushed to Xiangyang City, plus the original dozens of masters, although they were still at a disadvantage, they had a chance to fight.

Of course, in addition to these people, there is also a Ling Duxu.

At this moment, he was holding a piece of grass in his mouth, his hands were on his chest, and he was a little out of place with everyone, he was here because of Li Mochou.

He is a masterpiece in the world, with a dignified appearance, even if he is famous, but there are still many confidants, on the other hand, it is precisely because there are so many confidantes that he has this fame of the world.

The fused world, even if there is no Yue Feng, there are still some differences from the original world after all.

When he saw Yue Feng's return to Li Mochou's appearance that day, he knew that he was hopeless, he was also free and easy, even if he left, after leaving, he was drunk and forgot to die for a while, wandering among many confidants, but somehow, after that, what a heart felt was always boundless emptiness.

One after another, he experienced more and more, so in the following months, he broke off the relationship one after another.

In his mind, the shadow of a certain person is becoming clearer and clearer, not only because of the change of time and distance, but more and more profound, one day and night, he tossed and turned, and finally fell asleep, but in the middle of the night, he was suddenly woken up by a sound of insects.

When he woke up again, this great man who had been in the world for a lifetime was shocked to find that his face was covered with tears.

Sentimental?

Yes, there are some, but whether you are a great person or a small one, the premise is ...... They are still human beings, with the seven emotions and six desires of ordinary people, and the love and hate of ordinary people.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

So, he knew his heart, love is everywhere, and he can't hide anymore, he can't help laughing at himself, he has been romantic, and now retribution has finally come.

Since you can't hide, don't hide anymore.

Then, he came to Xiangyang City and Li Mochou, it is strange to say, after leaving, his heart has always been throbbing, but after coming to Xiangyang City, he calmed down inexplicably.

Originally, he wanted to forget, empty himself, and no longer be bound by feelings, but although he couldn't see or hear, he was reluctant and couldn't forget.

There is nothing else to ask for, but to see and hear, this life is enough.

The war was approaching, and no one paid attention to Ling Duxu, and no one knew that this great man of the whole world had such a pious and pure little daughter's mind, but it didn't matter.

He knew that his heart didn't need others to understand, as long as that person understood, and even if she didn't understand, it was nothing.

One flower is one world, one leaf is one Bodhi.

This place of peace is the world.

When his heart returned to see Li Mochou again...... There is nothing else to ask for, but to see and hear, this life is enough.

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Time passed slowly, and every minute and second was like a knife, cutting through everyone's hearts.

Xiangyang City.

The gates of this remote, hidden, and originally known to only a few people had been opened, and the Sixth Division of the Loyal Warriors had assembled here, totaling more than 3,000 people, each with a solemn and solemn face.

Since Yue Feng's return, the loyal army reorganized the number, a total of seven divisions, the lack of the first division, the third division, in fact only five divisions, the number of each division ranged from 3,000 to 8,000, a total of about 25,000 people, and rushed to Xiangyang City, mainly the second division, the sixth division, the seventh division.

Among them, the Sixth Division had the smallest number of people, but it was the first name of King's Landing, the oldest in the army, and had been fighting the Mongols for ten years.

This is a veteran of a group of veterans.

Veterans will not die, they will only wither, and today, Yue Feng will lead this group of iron-clad veterans to give them the highest glory, so that they can shine the brightest light in this life.

It's like a meteor that passes by in the sky, but is forever remembered!

Yue Feng knows this, and they themselves know it, so they are excited, so they have no regrets for the country and the people, why regret it?!

Sou!

A red firework soared into the sky from miles away.

Bang!

All heartstrings are tugged.

Immediately after that, there is the second firework, blue; Finally, there is the third firework, black, just like the veterans behind him who are dressed in black armor and have the same dark complexion as the bottom of a pot, and the recruits who are proud to enter the Sixth Division.

Pride appeared on the silent cheeks.

Somehow, Li Mochou seemed to feel something, suddenly turned his face, and then was dumbfounded, a completely different feeling suddenly came up, his throat was tight, and he was a little dry.

Her gaze swept over the faces of every soldier of the Sixth Division, veterans, recruits, front, middle, and back, the originally clear line of sight gradually blurred, those heroes of the world, such as Xiang Yu, such as Lu Bu, such as Guan Yu, were also stunned, UU read the book (wwukansh.o) and then fell, the ground was full of gunsmoke and corpses, but it was the black-faced soldiers who struggled to get up, moved, and moved slowly.

These are all her soldiers, she didn't look at them very much, and she didn't care much, but at this moment, she suddenly felt that these were not her soldiers again.

What is History? The real history is not the princes and generals, the fresh clothes and angry horses, but you, and me, all of us are history.

An inexplicable emotion fermented in Li Mochou's chest, and the corners of his eyes became a little wet.

Huang Yaoshi is like Li Mochou, Guo Jing is like Li Mochou, Hong Qigong is like Li Mochou, the blue sky is like Li Mochou, and Ling Duxu is like Li Mochou.

Above.

"Kill!"

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came, but it was Yue Feng who rode away, Ling Duxu turned over and got on his horse, followed closely behind, and then all the silent people, the silent Sixth Division.

Rush to kill, let's go! (To be continued.) )