When the spring snow melted in the second year, a major event occurred on the land of Shenzhou that shocked the world, that is, only one year after the destruction of the Southern Song Dynasty, the Mengyuan Empire suddenly mobilized 300,000 iron horsemen to invade the Ming Dynasty in the south.

In the face of the menacing Mongolian iron cavalry, the Ming army rose up to resist, on the Mengming battlefield, the Ming army that had just destroyed the Qing army played a strong combat effectiveness, although the Mongolian iron cavalry is known as the world's unparalleled, but still encountered a head-on attack, the two sides were at a stalemate for a while, and each other won and lost.

However, the war soon changed, and the Liao State in the west took advantage of the stalemate between Mongolia and the Ming Dynasty and the opportunity for a gap in strength, and suddenly sent troops to attack the cities under the control of the Mongols, biting a large bite of meat on the huge Mongol Empire.

At the same time, Dali used all its domestic troops and merged with the army of the Ming Dynasty to resist the southern invasion of Mongolia, which made the situation of this war gradually tilt towards the Ming camp.

However, at this time, Tubo and Western Xia unexpectedly sent troops to join the Mongol camp, and the six kingdoms of Shenzhou were all involved in this huge war, making this war even more treacherous, and the victory and defeat were inseparable.

As this war deepens, both sides have invested more military strength, and every moment, countless soldiers have died, sons have lost their husbands, mothers have lost their sons, every family has people wearing linen and filial piety, and the lives of soldiers have become an inconspicuous dry bone on the road of the king dominating the world.

As the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Xinyi has decided to take the imperial conquest and end this unjust war.

But before he could do that, he had to meet the person who was most important to him. The wife of this life. Han Xiaozhao.

After Zhang Xinyi founded the country. He married Xiao Zhao and made him his queen. He is also the only emperor in the history of Shenzhou who has only one woman.

Entering the inner courtyard, in the gorgeous palace corridor, I saw a beautiful girl with a beautiful appearance, although she wore a gorgeous long skirt and a red crown and phoenix, she could not hide her splendid aura.

Three thousand green silks fluttered, and they were placed in the hands of a woman who was also beautiful, and this woman was slightly older than Xiao Zhao. The back is graceful, the skin is like white jade, and she is also a glamorous beauty in the city. The woman held a wooden comb, gently combing the girl's hair, and the two women stood together, and their appearance was seven points similar, such as water lilies on the side, which was beautiful and incomprehensible.

After Zhang Xinyi unified the Ming Kingdom, he found her mother-in-law, Jinhua's mother-in-law, for Xiao Zhao. At the same time, she is also the purple-shirted dragon king of Mingjiao, after the mother and daughter recognize each other. Xiao Zhao immediately reverted to her real name, Han Xiaozhao.

Xiao Zhao heard the sound, looked back, and when he saw someone coming, he immediately rejoiced: "Childe, you are here!" ”

Seeing her daughter's expression, Dai Qisi sighed secretly, bowed slightly towards Zhang Xinyi, flashed her figure, and left the inner room.

As soon as Zhang Xinyi's ape arm stretched, he hugged the girl who rushed into his arms, tenderness and sweetness, infinite love surged into his heart, "Silly girl, why do you still call me son?" ”

Xiao Zhao's big bright eyes were like a bright moon, he looked at Zhang Xinyi's eyes without blinking, and said coquettishly: "Childe, no matter when, you will always be Xiao Zhao's son." And I will always be your little maid. ”

Zhang Xinyi smiled evilly and said, "Zhao'er, you are a little wrong, you are not only the little maid of the deity, but also the mother of the deity's child." ”

The palm of the hand moved lightly, covering the girl's abdomen, the girl's soft and white abdomen, round and smooth, pregnant for six months, bulging high, flesh and blood, pregnant with new life.

The palm of his hand covered it, and Zhang Xinyi could feel one of the strong and powerful pulses, this is his child, with his bloodline, destined to be born extraordinary, far beyond ordinary people.

Xiao Zhao was infinitely shy, and threw her head into the man's arms, for a long time, Fang Cai muttered: "Childe, after the child is born, what name do you want to give him?" ”

"Origin and extinction, all arise from origin, so it is called Zhang Qiyuan!" Zhang Xinyi's eyes were deep, his thoughts flew far away, and suddenly he smiled evilly, and said, "Zhao'er and my wife, it's getting late, let's go to bed ...... peace."

When Xiao Zhao heard this, he sighed, and buried his little head in the man's arms, never wanting to raise it again.

In the early morning of the second day, Zhang Xinyi was covered in armor, riding on a horse, behind him, there was a mighty Ming hero, and finally looked deeply at the city behind him, where a beautiful woman was looking forward to it from afar, took a deep breath, and shouted: "Generals, go with me!" ”

"Expedition! Let's go! Banzai! Banzai! ”

With a shock to the reins of the horses, thousands of horses rushed together, like thunder, and went to the front line.

On the city wall, Xiao Zhao looked at the man's distant figure with a pair of bright eyes, and somehow her heart trembled violently, feeling that an extremely important thing had left her life, and the pearl-bright tears suddenly rolled down......

A few months later, the two armies of Mongolia and the Ming Dynasty fought fiercely for several months, and the two sides won and lost each other, holding each other on the bank of the Yangtze River, and the formation of nearly a million male soldiers spread to dozens of miles away.

The flag is unfurled, the battle spirit is soaring, and a battle is going on here to determine the fate of the Shenzhou Continent. As the emperors of both sides drove the Han Dynasty to personally conquer and supervise the battle, the battle became more and more fierce day by day.

The wind is whistling, and the mountains and rivers seem to be wailing the passing of life. Every day, there are countless fresh young lives falling, and countless red blood almost dyeing half of the Yangtze River red.

On this day, the soldiers on both sides fought from early morning to late at night, and both sides suffered extremely heavy casualties, and they were indecisively victorious or defeated. At that time, the night has been three watches, the bright moon is in the sky, the stars are shining, shining on the earth, the sky is light and the wind is light, a piece of peace, on the ground, hundreds of thousands of people are carrying out a vicious battle of sacrificing their lives and forgetting their lives.

After months of fierce fighting, today's battle was the most tragic, with the number of casualties on both sides already exceeding the 100,000 mark, almost more than the previous months combined. Everyone has a hunch that today's battle will be a crucial battle related to the victory of this battle.

The drums of war beat and the horses charged.

The sound of killing shook the heavens and the earth, and in the sky, feathered arrows came and went, like flying locusts. On the ground, two steel torrents of different camps slammed together, swords and guns slashed out, blood rolling, and stumps and broken arms flew into the sky.

The clatter of swords against each other, the roar of horses on the ground, the clatter of iron horses slashing into flesh, the whimpering of humans before they die...... A variety of sounds are mixed together to become the only tune in this world.

Both sides have their own strengths, and the Mongols are skilled in arching and horses. Immediately skilled in battle. Often one person. can withstand three or four Han people. The Han Chinese, on the other hand, won in a wonderful formation, with tacit understanding, and a little bit to wear down the Mongols' offensive.

The Mongol Great Khan Temujin, with his eagle eyes like the apex predator of the steppe, immediately flew up to the hillock several miles away to personally supervise the battle.

Behind him, one of the most outstanding Mongolian generals, followed the development of the war. Constantly giving orders, dispatching troops, and controlling the situation on the field, but his opponent is like the most experienced chess player, constantly responding to moves, and the two sides are back and forth, and this situation has lasted for several months.

The war was in full swing, and the losses were extremely heavy with the advantage of the Mongol sword soldiers, but the commanders and centurions were killed or wounded one by one. Blood-stained iron armor was lifted down from the front of the formation. And more of them are forever left on the battlefield.

Temujin experienced a hundred battles, the lord of the world, with his own strength, the Mongolian from a parasitic steppe tribe, to the world's invincible and powerful country, now seeing this dark battle, secretly frightened at the same time proud: "Good! He is really a king worthy of respect, and when he is beheaded, it will also bring unparalleled satisfaction to this great man! ”

"Command the left and right, this big man will be in battle to supervise the battle!" Temujin stood tall on top of the sweaty horse, looking around and full of ambition, and he had a hunch that this would be the most glorious moment of his life.

It was the most difficult battle of the Mongol Empire, but Temujin was convinced that the land of the most difficult country to conquer would be trampled and ravaged by the Mongols.

"Yes, big man!" The generals commanded, and the most dangerous front line could not stop the footsteps of "Genghis Khan", not to mention that he was accompanied by the most powerful "sage" in Mongolia - the "Great Treasure Dharma King" Baspa.

With this sage escorting, no matter how sharp the sword is, no matter how cold the arrow, it can't hurt a single hair of the big man.

But when I saw a nine-hundred-strong big sword raised high, the iron horse supported the green umbrella and yellow cover, and a group of people and horses galloped closer, and the children were only catty? Temujin, the god of all the Mongols, personally supervised the battle, and the warring Mongol soldiers shouted in unison: "Hurray, hooray, hooray!" The cries came from far and near, like a tide, and then more than 100,000 people shouted in unison, as if the sky was falling apart.

The Mongolian officers and soldiers saw that the Great Khan was coming, and their morale was greatly boosted, and tens of thousands of Mongolian soldiers behind the battle were in sonorous armor, snatching out from both sides, all of them were not afraid of death, and the battle line continued to advance for several miles.

Temujin stared at it, but saw a group of men in strong suits rushing left and right in the formation, resisting the Mongol offensive.

"There are always many heroes and heroes in the south, but unfortunately under my Mongolian iron horse, I still can't escape the fate of stepping into meat sauce." Temujin was full of pride, and said left and right that the battle of Xiangyang City made him see the generous and tragic songs of the heroes of the Central Plains, but in the end it was impossible to escape the end of destruction.

It was at this time that he saw a man.

A man he had never met, but who had long heard his name.

Like an arrow shot from the hands of a god, the man galloped towards this place single-handedly, unparalleled in the world, tearing apart the Mongol war.

Behind him was a team composed of the highest group of people in today's martial arts cultivation, with only dozens of people, but they were like thousands of troops, unstoppable.

The two sides had been miles apart, but in a matter of moments, the man had advanced to a distance of only a mile from Temujin.

As if sensing Temujin's gaze, the man suddenly raised his head, and his eyes were completely unaffected by the distance, directly across the battlefield of thousands of meters, directly looking at Temujin's face, eyes, and heart.

"It's him!" Beside Temujin, Zhao Min, who was dressed in men's clothes, exclaimed.

Without waiting for everyone to look at him, Zhao Min had already given the answer, only to see that her face was still shocked and complicated, she just said one sentence: "That person is the Ming Zhizhi Xinyi." ”

The generals were amazed, never imagined that the other party's respect for a country would actually personally take risks and fight to the most dangerous front line, and, like a god descending, among thousands of troops and horses, as if entering a no-man's land, no one can stop it, no one can beat it.

"Really, the unparalleled emperor." For this person's bravery, even Temujin should be amazed.

"Protect the Great Han!"

The Mongol soldiers stood in front of Temujin with shields, and the archers were lined up with bows and arrows at the same time. Thousands of spears. They all pointed to Zhang Xinyi.

A clarion call. Thousands of arrows were fired in the Mongolian army's formation, and the sky was full of arrow rain, shooting straight towards Zhang Xinyi, even covering the sun.

A surprising scene happened, the arrows came to a foot in front of Zhang Xinyi's body and fell to the ground one after another. With the strong bows and arrows of the Mongolian people, they couldn't even penetrate his protective true qi, and even he had the strength to protect the war horse that sat down.

"This is ......," said the Great Treasure His Holiness Phags-pa, whose eyes had been closed, suddenly widened. Facing the spiritual realm of the ancient eternal snow-capped mountain with his cultivation as a water, he was moved for the first time.

Zhang Xinyi's speed was too fast, and even the team behind him was gradually unable to keep up with the speed of his breakthrough, the sword light was like a dream, and the Mongolian people in front of him fell one after another, and soon crossed the middle line of the Mongolian people, only a hundred meters away from Temujin.

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him...... "The Mongols were almost insane, and they would not allow this man to hurt their "gods", all kinds of weapons, knives, spears, swords, spears, arrows, axes. frantically attacked Zhang Xinyi from all directions, vowing to make him stop the attack.

But Zhang Xinyi is like a mountain towering in a storm. Ren was the strongest wind, and he couldn't shake him in the slightest, the giant sword in his hand was just slashing at random, and terrifying sword qi was surging wantonly, frantically harvesting his life.

The bodies of all the Mongolian soldiers who were killed were either frozen in ice or curled up as if they had been scorched by flames, and the death was extremely tragic and breathtaking.

Ba Si Pa sighed secretly, and suddenly said to Temujin: "Great Han, please run away!" Escape! The farther you run, the better! ”

Temujin was furious, and his hair was all open, revealing a murderous look, "No! I will never back down at this point! Unless death! ”

He drew the sword in his hand, pointed it at the man, and shouted, "My general, kill a strong enemy for me!" ”

Ba Sipa sighed again, he had to give up persuasion, because the other party had already killed.

Zhang Xinyi was only twenty meters away from the Mongolian Great Khan's Jiuxuan Daxu.

Dozens of Mongolian fierce generals with armor in armor responded with a bang and killed them with swords.

With a stroke of ice in Zhang Xinyi's hand, dozens of hideous heads rose to the sky!

Ten meters.

Walking leisurely, palm after palm slapped, layers of steel shields burst open, and the soldiers behind the steel shields screamed and flew high.

Five meters.

Ba Si Pa sighed for the third time, stepped out, instantly crossed the distance of five meters, his hands were sealed, his face was solemn, the fluorescence flowed, the true qi in his body was surging wildly, and the blood flowed out wildly from the seven orifices.

"The nine-character mantra mudra, the immovable root seal, the Donkey Kong wheel seal, the outer lion seal, the inner lion seal, the outer binding seal, the inner binding seal, the wisdom fist seal, the sun wheel seal, and the treasure bottle seal. Truth Rhythm! Nine seals are one! Duh! ”

With a blow from a generation of grandmasters with all their might, a terrifying aura visible to the naked eye shrouded in a semi-circular cover and pressed towards it, communicating the power of heaven and earth, vowing to bombard the strong enemy in front of him to the slag!

Zhang Xinyi finally stopped.

His eyes crossed over the murderous weapons wielded by the Mongolian army, and in the deafening shouts of killing, he smiled slightly.

Phag-pa suddenly understood the meaning of this smile, which was a smile that recognized the respectable and powerful.

Then, Zhang Xinyi threw a punch.

No one could say what kind of punch it was, and at this moment, the concept of time and space seemed to disappear completely, and Paspa seemed to have just made a move, and then he was hit, and there was no time in between.

Ba Si Pa closed his eyes and sighed, and the next moment, "Boom! The whole body exploded, turned into a rain of blood, and scattered across the land.

In the rain of blood, Zhang Xinyi stepped forward slowly, and in Temujin's horrified gaze, the cold ice pierced out and passed through his chest.

All the Mongolian soldiers present stopped their hands together, and the Han soldiers who were fighting also lowered their swords in their hands.

The entire battlefield was silent.

As soon as the ice was pumped out, Temujin slowly fell from the back of his steed, and with a "bang", it stirred up a sky full of dust, floating and flying in the air. This invincible, invincible, slaughtering countless cities and destroying countless countries, finally met the most terrible opponent of his life, died on the battlefield, and returned to dust.

"Kill him! Avenge the Great Han! The people of Mongolia woke up like a dream, and they shouted loudly and rushed towards Zhang Xinyi together.

They mourned the death of Temujin, and forgot whether they could kill this person with their strength, only to rush! Rush! Rush up and fight to the death!

Suddenly, a long howl rushed out of Zhang Xinyi's mouth, pierced through the sky, and spread for ten miles.

Under the gaze of thousands of Daodao, he stepped out, as if stepping on an invisible staircase, step by step towards the clouds, as if he was about to return to the gods of the kingdom of God. Everyone's bodies trembled, and they looked at this mythical scene in a daze.

In just a moment, Zhang Xinyi had already stepped into the air at an altitude of 100 meters, and the neat armies of the two countries on the plain below turned into rows of black lines, and the people and horses were only the size of ants, and he was like a god above the clouds, overlooking all beings.

At his last glance, looking into the distance, he could sense that in the palace thousands of miles away, there was a trace of his blood that had been born in the world.

With a light sigh, Zhang Xinyi's figure was blurred, like an invisible wind, and disappeared into this world.

Everyone's hearts were shaken, and they knelt down in the face of the void......

Postscript: In the first battle of Ming and Mongolia, Emperor Wu fought in the Yangtze River, destroyed the national division, beheaded the enemy chieftain, and shattered the void. On the day of the break, Emperor Wen was born. In the next 13 years, the Ming and Mongolia wars endlessly, Emperor Wen was born, with young age, three years of war, pacified Mongolia, and then two years later, pacified the Western Xia, Breakthrough, Daliao, Dali countries, unified Shenzhou, and established an unprecedentedly powerful prosperous dynasty.

Ye Ji: In the third year of Emperor Wen, the Ming thief Kou Zhu Chongba tried to make trouble, and on the day of the rebellion, in one day, his people and deployments were all executed. According to legend, the person who shot was Emperor Wu's personal guard, and his martial arts were strong, and there were 500 people, and no one knew his identity so far. After that, he guarded the Ming Dynasty for 500 years, and his body and dress were similar, and he was suspected of not being dead. (To be continued......)

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