Chapter 151 [Degraded Mongolian Iron Horse] (1st Update)

"Oops!"

Zhao Min's face changed drastically, and he slapped him the windowsill, and then wrinkled his little face pitifully, and sighed wildly at the little hand that was red.

It's really bad!

The Mongolian Tartars, who came back from all walks of life, saw that Zhao Tianlun, the culprit, was besieged by the two masters around the county lord, so some pretentious masters came to their aid and rushed up.

Whether it is Dongfang Bai or Fan Yao, they are not pure-blooded Mongols, although they are the masters of the Ruyang Palace, their status is not relatively high, so in the face of these Mongolian Tatars who are stirring up the situation, even though they know that the best choice is to kill them, they do not dare to start.

The result of Fan Yao and Dongfang Bai not daring to make a move was that their space for movement was restricted, that is, they were bound by their allies.

The sword light flashed, Fan Yao was shocked, and when he dodged in a wrong step, he hit the Mongolian Tartar on one side, even though he mustered the greatest strength at the moment of the collision, his speed was still blocked for a moment!

The opportunity could not be missed, Dongfang Bai stepped forward and stabbed Zhao Tianlun's back with a sword, but the Mongolian Tartar who was helping him to fight next to him made the speed of his sword stretched out his arm slower for a moment!

It was such a moment when the white horse passed through the gap that made Fan Yao's heart sink into the bottomless abyss, and made Fan Yao blurt out-

"I'm Fan Yao!"

It's late!

Zhao Tianlun understands that he is Fan Yao, but this Fan Yao is ruthless under the sword in the confrontation of suitable talents, every time Zhao Tianlun overwhelms Dongfang Bai, Fan Yao's attack on the enemy will save Zhao Tianlun in vain, such Fan Yao is no longer the Fan Yao of the past.

Sword Break!

Broken neck!

Skull fly!

Dongfang Bai's face changed instantly, just a momentary gap, but Zhao Tianlun seized the opportunity and killed Fan Yao with a sword...... Kutoutuo, when Zhao Tianlun turned around, how many moves could he block?

As soon as he thought of this, Dongfang Bai retreated, and the Mongolian Tatars who were watching the battle around him swarmed up, using their blood and lives to show their loyalty to Zhao Min, who was watching the battle upstairs.

……

"County Lord, retreat!"

Dongfang Bai Fei jumped up to the small building and suggested to Zhao Min urgently.

It's just that what makes Dongfang Bai puzzled is that Zhao Min is regretful and indignant, in Dongfang Bai's incomprehension, Zhao Min sighed lightly: "Master Ku...... Fan Yao, hehe, I didn't expect Mingjiao's plot to be so deep. ”

What do you mean?

Dongfang Bai didn't understand what Zhao Min said, could it be that this Fan Yao was a member of the Ming Sect, but Fan Yao's battle with Zhao Tianlun, the left envoy of the Ming Sect, was also real, if it wasn't for Fan Yao's several attacks and would have saved him, Dongfang Bai believed that he was dead now and couldn't die anymore.

"Originally, I wanted to see who this Zhao Tianlun was," Zhao Min shook his head angrily, "But now it seems that even if you are by my side, it will be difficult to ensure my safety, since this is the case, then let's leave." ”

"County Lord, it's not that we are incompetent, but that the Heavenly Sword is too sharp," Dongfang Bai's face was red, "and please atone for your sins, we are not afraid of death, but the county lord's safety is more important than our lives." ”

"I didn't mean to blame you," Zhao Min turned and went downstairs, "It's just that when the Heavenly Sword was in the hands of the exterminating old nun, I didn't see you afraid of her." ”

On the small building, the masters of the Ruyang Palace's mansion looked at each other, and Zhao Min's words made them unable to refute, because it was rumored that the Yitian Sword was taken away by Yang Xiao when he exterminated the hands of the old nun senior brother; Now that the Yitian Sword has appeared in Zhao Tianlun's hands, could it be that Zhao Tianlun killed the exterminating old nun?

If that's the case, it's really not enough to say things with the Heavenly Sword being too sharp.

What to do?

How can you kill this Zhao Tianlun?

At this moment, this question lingered in the hearts of the masters of Ruyang Palace, and it became a problem for them to stay awake all night.

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Mongol cavalry, but Erl.

This thought appeared in the hearts of everyone, whether it was the members of the Ming Sect or the warriors of the Central Plains, they all thought so-

Such Mongolian cavalry, how did they slaughter the whole world?

Cavalry is a massacre of infantry, but there is a premise here, that is, the quality of the infantry is not strong enough, and at the same time, the infantry does not have enough room to move.

The strength of the warriors of the Central Plains is far beyond that of ordinary people, far beyond ordinary soldiers, after all, good men are not soldiers, and those who really serve as soldiers are generally just to have enough to eat; Even if it is at the time of the collapse of the country and the collapse of the family, the person who throws the pen from Rong is not a bitter person who does not continue to eat three meals and lives like a mustard haha-

The Mongol cavalry was the natural enemy of the malnourished and weak soldiers, but it was no more than the strong warriors.

Stepping on the Seven Star Steps, Plum Blossom Steps, Shadowless Steps, and Wind Chasing Steps, they easily avoided the collision of the Mongolian war horses, and at the moment of passing by, the swords in their hands pierced into the bodies of the Mongolian Tartars, and the steel knives in their hands cut off the limbs of the galloping war horses.

Is it because the ancestors are too weak, or is the strength of the Mongolian iron cavalry declining?

Born in sorrow and died in peace, it may be that the flowers and rivers of the Central Plains, the beauty and wine corroded the Mongolian Tartars, so that they fell behind in the power and fortune of killing.

Whatever the case may be, this is good news for the Central Plains Martial Artists and the Ming Sect!

"Kill the Tartars!"

"Kill the Tartars!"

The two sides were still fighting to the death of the civil armed forces, and now they broke out with the same cry -

Kill the Tartars!

……

"How so?"

Hundreds of steps away, the Wanfu Dabulu of the Mengyuan army in charge of this operation only felt dizzy, how could the invincible Mongolian iron cavalry that had swept the world and extinguished hundreds of countries be put down by this group of untouchables like chopping melons and vegetables?

"You ...... "Dabulu," Dabulu waved his whip and pointed to the front of the melee, and shouted to the commanders beside him, "quick, command them to disengage, don't entangle with these untouchables, and bring out the mangu tactics of our Mongol iron cavalry, and shoot them to death with arrows." ”

"My lord," said one of Dabulu's commanders, with a sad face, "we have acted in such a hurry that we have not carried enough arrows, and the brothers used all the arrows in the hunting a few days ago, and we have not had time to replenish them." ”

"You ......"

Dabulu only felt that his brain was congested, the sky was dizzy, and the Mongolian iron cavalry could sweep the world, using the Mangu tactics, and an important part of the Mangu tactics was the arrow, using arrows to eliminate the enemies they lured, using arrows to bleed the enemy, no matter how powerful the enemy was in the face of the Mongolian Mangu tactics, there was only one way to perish.

Immortal God, what happened to your children and grandchildren?

When the army went out, it didn't even carry enough arrows!

Conquer the battlefield and hunt with arrows!

Have the Mongols forgotten the martial arts of their ancestors who relied on to conquer the world?

"My lord, it's not good, the Han people are rushing over!"

Just as Dabulu was complaining and crying to the immortal sky, his guard pushed him in a panic, pointed ahead tremblingly, panicked-

More than a dozen Han people broke out of the chaotic battle situation and rushed straight to them!