CHAPTER XIV

There is an enemy in front, and an enemy in the rear. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The left is the enemy, and the right is still the enemy.

The red eyes, the furious murderous aura, the hideous face, everything, is so familiar. In the face of such an overwhelming attack, even if you are covered in iron, you will be torn to pieces.

Guo Jing stared at the crowd rushing up, slashed across his chest, and then countless swords shone brightly, as if there was no thick penetration, and he slashed the attacking enemies to the ground one by one with extremely clever moves. His movements are light and rhythmic, as if they are a song or a dance, which is pleasing to the eye.

A knife pierced from underneath the spear, stabbing a golden soldier to death. As soon as Guo Jing withdrew the long knife, he saw a palm slapping in front of him like a mountain. The man in charge was dressed in the clothes of an ordinary soldier, and at this moment he broke out after being bullied. This palm is powerful, but it is silent after it is used, and it cannot be done by non-masters in the world.

It was Guo Jing, who saw this move, and had to change his move halfway, unwilling to rely on the armor on his body to resist. His left hand suddenly stretched out from under the long knife, palm to palm, blocking this sudden and earth-shattering move. The palms of the two palms bombarded, Guo Jing couldn't help but exclaim "Huh", the palm power of the person opposite had gone to the end, but at the moment when the palms intersected, a majestic force was born again. The power of the two palms in front and back was superimposed, and the power of his palm was dissolved.

Guo Jing was only a little surprised, but he was horrified when he attacked that person. That person's name is Qiu Qianren, and he was originally the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, which had great power in both Song and Jin, and his skills were above this pair of Iron Palms. After being recruited by the prince of Zhao Wang, he got several magical skills, and he thought that his current martial arts would never be under the supernatural powers of the past. If you come to Huashan again, you will definitely not let those people specialize in beauty.

This sneak attack regardless of his identity, I thought it would be a must-have, but now it's ****** what's going on?

Obviously you're just a military general in the army, you're just a young man, even if you're so tall, you can't be so strong, right? Could it be that after decades of hard training, he still can't overwhelm a mere teenager in his proud martial arts?

He who had always regarded himself very highly raised his iron palm again and blasted out at that guy in a series of ways.

This iron palm has always been called the first fierce in the palm technique, and now Qiu Qianren has done his best to use these martial arts, and he saw the palm shadow in the sky covering every inch of space in front of Guo Jing. Behind Guo Jing, a sword blade suddenly appeared, carrying the power of wind and thunder across the space, which was a move made by Wan Yankang - "The dragon crosses a thousand peaks and falls in all directions"

There is an iron palm in front and a sharp blade in the back, and Guo Jing is attacked on his back at this time. And the two people in front of and behind them, no matter what their position is, they are all superb martial arts people. This joint blow is to grasp the timing just right, just ask the world, who can stop it?

Obstruct? Guo Jing didn't feel that he needed to stop it. Such a fierce move made him feel relaxed and happy, and made him high-spirited and murderous.

Standing up bravely, he slapped a palm with his left hand, breaking the iron palm that Qiu Qianren was proud of. The right hand makes the knife, and a move "messes the stone through the air" is used, attacking against attacking, and fighting fast with fast. The sword shadow and sword light were intertwined, and the sharp energy left countless scars on the bodies of both sides, and blood splattered out little by little.

Pain! The knife grazed his cheek, leaving a small wound. The strength of the shot made him feel as if he had been tortured by a thousand knives, how could Wan Yan Kang, as the son of King Zhao, ever suffer so much?

The pain made him inspire more strength, and the blade of the sword shook, and the collapsed sword qi condensed again. The blazing fire ignited from the divine soldier in his palm, and there was a storm and clouds, the tiger roared and the dragon groaned, this move suddenly broke out in the place where the old force was exhausted and the new force was not born, which surprised Guo Jing.

Changing moves so quickly, doesn't the enemy have to return to breathe?

No, this move will not have the powerful sense of oppression of the move just now, and there will be no such grandeur that is coercive in all directions. This trick is just forcibly squeezing out more potential. At the moment when both sides made their fierce moves, it was really a surprise killer to suddenly come up with such a hand.

That's really ............ It makes me feel funny! This enemy is worth fighting!

Then I won't keep my hands anymore.

The long knife in Guo Jing's hand was only made of stainless steel, and after colliding with the divine weapon in Wan Yan Kang's hand thousands of times, it had already broken a lot of cracks. He let go of his palm, and let the knife fall into the dust.

Hold your right hand tightly, prostrate yourself and press your left palm on the ground.

What kind of strange trick is this? Wanyankang's face is hideous, that is, he wants to admit defeat on the ground, and he wants you to die tragically on the spot!

Guo Jing exhaled and raised his voice, his palm was swallowed, and the ground exploded. The majestic body rose to the ground, turned over in the air, and faced the fire dragon falling from the sky.

Look at each other, no words required.

Swords and swords never make sense.

The blazing heat of the fire dragon had already set Guo Jing's robe on fire, and the dragon's head had already opened its mouth, and it was about to tear this guy who dared to face the power of Huanghuang Tianwei into casually.

However, at this moment, there was a roar that resounded in the sky.

"I will-

――――Mouth against the sky! ”

One of the strongest fists in the world slammed into the fangs of the fire dragon, completely crushing this powerful move from the end to the end.

After this move, the strong lose, and the stronger wins!

Forced to make a move, but was broken in one fell swoop. Wan Yankang flew out upside down, blood spilled in the air, and he almost couldn't hold the Xuantie Sword in his hand. His left side of his body now seemed to be in a furnace, and his right side of his body seemed to be in the ice and snow. This situation is the precursor that yin and yang cannot be reconciled and the mystic power will be broken.

That punch shattered the innate true qi circulating in his body, causing him to be seriously injured like never before. And compared to the physical injury, the mental blow made him even more painful.

Why? Why? Why?

He asked the heavens angrily in his heart. Obviously, I am the protagonist of this era, why did I give birth to this person and take everything from my hands? What a hate!

He looked at his mortal enemy with his blood-obscured eyes, but saw only splatters of blood and a broken human body.

There was a soft "poof" sound, and he was held in the arms of a tall man, avoiding a second injury from hitting the ground.

"Little prince," the man whispered in his ear, "the matter has come to this, and it is better to keep the useful body for the time being, for the future." ”

Wan Yankang could hear that it was Qiu Qianren's voice. However, what is intended for the future is just an excuse to escape. Will there really be a future in the future? He knew very well that in the next ten years, the Mongols would sweep the world, and their Dajin Kingdom would never have a future.

Instead of looking forward to the future, it is better to grasp the present.

"What did you say?" Qiu Qianren's nickname is "Iron Palm Water Floating", which is because in addition to his strong palms, his light skills are also unparalleled in the world, so he has such a nickname. After catching Yan Kang, he smeared oil on his feet and slipped away. At this time, he had already crossed a hill with Yan Kang in his hand, and when he heard the sound of talking, he stopped and asked, "Little Wangye, are you going to the prince?" ”

"No," Wan Yankang broke free from Qiu Qianren's palm, and said with a smile: "Mr. Qiu, now that my Dajin Country is overwhelmed, it is the moment when everyone needs to be brave, I don't know if Mr. Qiu is still willing to serve my Dajin Country?" ”

Qiu Qianren laughed three times, then squinted his eyes and said: "Little prince, you know that I have always liked power and martial arts, if you can teach me that martial arts, it is not impossible to continue to serve the prince." ”

"That martial arts? How would you know? Wan Yankang was surprised for a moment, and then smiled: "That martial art is difficult to practice. Why don't I let Mr. Qiu see another magic skill. ”

"It's fine."

As soon as Qiu Qianren said these two words, he saw Yan Kang raise his palm and said to him: "Then we will high-five and swear!" ”

High-fives for an oath? Qiu Qianren smiled secretly in his heart, after all, he was just a young man, how could he know that the world was sinister? is just an oath, what is the ability to restrain a hero like him?

The palms intersected, Qiu Qianren only felt that the internal force in his body was involuntarily surging towards the other party, and he thought that it was the sequelae of his internal organs that had just been shaken by the palm of the red armor general. He forcefully pulled his palm back, only to find that a huge suction force stuck to his palm, making it impossible for him to tear it off.

"What's going on?" Qiu Qianren was shocked and angry, and drank: "Little prince, if you don't stop, don't blame me for being rude!" ”

"Mr. Qiu," Wan Yankang's face remained smiling, "This is the other world-shattering skill I told you!" ”

Qiu Qianren knew that he had fallen into the other party's way, and he tried his best to hold Yuan Shouyi and stopped the endless internal force. At the same time, the left palm "whirred" and slapped over.

"What, does Mr. Qiu want me to learn the world-famous Iron Palm Skill at this time?" Wan Yankang said with a smile: "But there is no need to be so troublesome, I have long memorized the kung fu of this iron palm." As he spoke, his left hand used the kung fu of his palm to block one of Qiu Qianren's iron palms.

Qiu Qianren slapped his palm, only to feel that the internal force could no longer be uncontrollably flowing towards the other party, and he said with a miserable face: "I didn't expect the little prince to have such an evil technique, but those who have always used this kind of trick to harm others and benefit themselves will not end well, but I don't know how the little prince will deal with himself at that time." ”

"Sorcery?" Wan Yankang's face was flushed, as if he was in a state of extreme pleasure, he laughed twice in his mouth, his eyes flashed with essence, and he said wildly: "My magic skills are infinitely useful, the upper body is heavenly, and the lower body is in line with people's hearts, so there are small flaws, what can I do?" ”

Qiu Qianren's originally majestic body gradually became thinner, and the flush on Wan Yankang's face became thicker and thicker, and a strange blood mist was already shrouded around him. As soon as he spit out his palm, Qiu Qianren's already shriveled body was torn into countless pieces.

In a short period of time, Wan Yan Kang, who had become taller and more majestic, paced out of the blood mist, and then he roared in the sky, looking at it like a ghost.

The troops in front were defeated like a mountain, and the Mongols were coming too fast and fierce, so Wanyan Honglie had to pull up the troops that could be mobilized and fled in the direction of Xuande. The whereabouts of the main general are unknown, no matter how large the force is, it is useless, the Jin soldiers are disheartened, they have fled, they are chased and killed by the Mongols all over the mountains, the dead cover the wilderness, the Mongol army takes advantage of the victory to pursue, ambush the corpse for hundreds of miles.

Wanyan Honglie still had thousands of men on hand, and on the way to escape, many scattered soldiers and horses joined him, and when he arrived at Huhe Fort, he finally regrouped tens of thousands of people, but he didn't have time to breathe, and Temujin himself led his pursuers to arrive.

The final decisive battle is this Huhe Fort, after the siege and fierce fighting for three days, the Jin soldiers lost their last ability to resist, Temujin personally led 3,000 elite cavalry to break into the enemy formation, and then tens of thousands of Mongolian troops launched a comprehensive general attack on the Jin soldiers, the blood stained the Huhe River, Wanyan Honglie fled alone, since then the central mobile force of the Jin State no longer exists. Wanyan Honglie escaped into the Bauhinia Pass (now Zijing Pass in the northwest of Yi County) through the Flying Fox (now Laiyuan). The Mongol army then pulled out Xuande.

In October, he attacked the herdsmen in Jinyun and obtained a large number of horses.

In November, Genghis Khan led the Central and Left Second Armies to Hongzhou (now Yangyuan, Hebei), Fuchuan (now southeast of Huailai, Hebei), Jinshan (now Yanqing, Beijing), Qing, Cangzhou (now Qingxian, Cangzhou, Hebei), Fengrun, Funing, Luanping (all of Hebei) and other places to plunder and return through Linhuang (now Inner Mongolia and Bahrain Zuoqinan).

At the end of the Battle of Yehuling, the Mongolian army took Dexing Mansion and rushed to the territory of Yanqing, and the defenders of Juyong Pass directly abandoned the pass and ran away, and the Mongolian army successfully crossed Juyong Pass and arrived in Zhongdu.

Zhongdu is today's Beijing, the city is high and thick, and there are more than 100,000 defenders in the city. Although these armies are not good at field battles, they are still competent for defending the city. For such a fortified city, even Temujin, he did not dare to say that he would definitely be able to defeat it. He circled around Zhongdu for two days, and saw that the defenders were very strong-willed, so he could only ask the soldiers to build more siege equipment, and then attack from all sides.

The brutal siege battle lasted for several days, and the Mongols captured the signing troops on the spot were killed and wounded, and even the Mongols who were in the rear of the formation also died a lot. At this time, the Mongolian soldiers had robbed a lot of money and property, and their fighting spirit was not as firm as when the war began. The generals have been on the expedition for a long time, and they have long had the intention of returning.

Faced with such a situation, Temujin was also a little hesitant, if he could break through the Central Capital in one battle, it would naturally be the best. The most feared thing is that in the middle of the attack, the reinforcements from all sides of the Jin Kingdom will rush together, then they will inevitably suffer great losses. He has been using troops for a long time, so naturally he will not make such a low-level mistake. However, if he withdrew his troops at this point, it would be several years before he wanted to come to the capital again, which made him very unwilling.

After thinking about it for two days, Temujin summoned Guo Jing and asked, "Zhongdu is in a difficult position for a while, why don't you withdraw for the time being?" ”

Compared with the prosperity and sophistication of Lin'an, Zhongdu is much more majestic. Guo Jing's image of Zhongdu is not bad, at least it is much better than the feeling of Lin'an. Listening to Temujin's question, he pondered for a moment and said, "Although Zhongdu is solid, it is not impossible to capture it. ”

"Oh, what's the way you can tell me."

"Gunpowder," Guo Jing said: "The city wall of Zhongdu is very tall and thick, but as long as a tunnel is dug under the corner of the wall and then stuffed with gunpowder, it is possible to destroy the city wall." ”

"How long will it take to dig this tunnel?"

"Ten days is enough!" Guo Jing is full of confidence. He is still very sure about such things as digging pits.

"Well, I'll give you fifteen days. As long as you can destroy a section of the wall, it will be your first achievement. ”

"Yes, Great Khan!"

As a result, as the most elite unit in the Mongol army, Guo Jingbu did not participate in the siege of the city anymore, but replaced it with a shovel and a hammer and began non-stop earthwork. The other divisions took turns attacking several gates of the capital.

Among these besieging troops, many were Han Chinese recruited by Temujin. Zhang Rou, Shi Tianze, etc. were among them, and were awarded the official position of ten thousand households in the Han army. Even Liu Heima was stripped out of Guo Jing's command by Temujin, and was also granted an official position to Wanhu. In this way, in a sense, Liu Heima is a high-ranking Mongolian official who can sit on an equal footing with Guo Jing, and is no longer his subordinate.

It only took eight days, Guo Jing, who turned into a pit digging maniac, led people to dig two tunnels that led directly to the bottom of the north gate, and then buried thousands of catties of black powder in each hole. Then, at dawn on the ninth day, with two earth-shattering bangs, the two sections of the wall shook for a while and then collapsed.

The Mongols, who had been preparing for a long time, shouted in unison and rushed in through the two breaches together. And rushing to the front is Liu Heima, who is wearing heavy armor. Seeing Liu Heima so brave, Temujin smiled, and was about to say something, when he suddenly felt a sense of sullenness. A powerful pressure fell from the sky, making him unable to speak.

Before Temujin could react, several lamas in red and yellow who had been protecting him jumped out from behind him. There were a few muffled "bangs", and these lamas were directly beaten with heavy techniques, turning into a rain of blood.

Taking advantage of the short time that a few lamas blocked, someone on the side pulled Temujin to retreat, while the other soldiers drew their swords and pounced on them. "There are assassins!" The cries kept ringing, but they were suppressed by the shouts of killing on the other side of the city wall.

"Hahahaha!" In the midst of wild laughter, a figure came over from the sword light and sword shadow, and there was no one under the Xuantie sword in his hand. The man's face was bruised, and saliva continued to drip from the corners of his mouth, "Kill, kill, kill!" You guys, you're all going to die a miserable death! Wrong......... Mom, I'm going home, the people here are so scary............ Whining............ 口桀口桀.......... Kill them all! ”