Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from outside the temple.

Cao Zhengchun walked in front of Zhao Lin with a look of surprise, saluted and said, "Your Majesty, good news!"

"Fang Jue led the Divine Machine Battalion and successfully repelled the 500,000 Mengyuan Iron Cavalry!"

"Even Meng Yuan Khan was seriously injured by the artillery, and now he is embarrassed to take his iron horse and flee back to Mobei!"

Cao Zhengchun reported the military situation with a happy face.

However, he gradually found that Zhao Lin's face had no waves.

As if he had known about it for a long time.

Thinking back to what Zhao Lin had said before, Cao Zhengchun's heart became more and more suspicious.

Could it be that His Majesty really expected that the Shenji Battalion would definitely win?

"This Fang Jue has lived up to my expectations. ”

Zhao Lin put down the scroll in his hand.

I was also slightly relieved in my heart.

Although he has a lot of confidence in the Shenji Battalion.

But it's not that there are no worries.

The Shenji Battalion has very high requirements for soldiers, and if they do not practice enough in advance to fully bring out the power of firecrackers and artillery, their combat effectiveness will undoubtedly be greatly reduced.

Also, if the 500,000 Mengyuan Iron Cavalry were to attack, the Shenji Battalion might not be able to resist it.

It's just that Zhao Lin expected that as soon as things like artillery and firecrackers appeared, they would definitely have a huge impact on the Mengyuan cavalry.

It made many Mengyuan cavalry feel terrified.

and then crush the will to fight of Meng Yuan's iron cavalry.

Things turned out as he expected.

It's just that Zhao Lin didn't expect that this artillery would hit Meng Yuan Khan and seriously injure the latter.

This was something he had not expected.

But in any case, this Mengyuan Iron Cavalry can be regarded as retreating.

The urgent need has been lifted.

"Fang Jue and the Divine Machine Battalion, they must be rewarded. ”

Zhao Lin's eyes flickered slightly.

The Shenji Battalion has made such a great achievement, and the reward must be in place in order to make the Shenji Battalion even more desperate.

However, although this battle was won, it still should not be taken lightly.

Zhao Lin's gaze fell on Cao Zhengchun's body, and he said with a solemn expression: "Cao Zhengchun, you quickly notify the military department Shangshu, and ask him to mobilize men and horses as soon as possible to occupy the northern border pass of the Agni Empire, and you must not give Meng Yuan Iron Cavalry a second chance to come to the city!"

"The old slave obeys!"

Cao Zhengchun turned around and exited the main hall.

After Cao Zhengchun withdrew from the hall, Zhao Lin's body leaned on the dragon chair.

A flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Meng Yuantie rode back.

Next, you only need to purge the remnants of the Fire Empire, and you can bring the entire Central Plains into the rule of the Great Song Dynasty!

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After the retreat of 500,000 Mengyuan iron cavalry.

The local rebellions in the Agni Empire were put down one after another.

Those old generals of the Agni who rebelled.

Or be captured.

Either defeat and suicide.

Either flee north to the Mengyuan steppe.

All fell apart.

Under Yang Meng's planning, Agni's troops were all transferred from their original positions, and most of them were sent to the south to garrison.

The army of the Great Song Dynasty occupied many strategic points in the Fire Empire.

Beware of another rebellion in the midst of this fire.

In this way, the world is decided!

After the Agni Territory was pacified, Zhao Lin left Yang Meng and others to stay behind and set off to return to Jinling City.

Now, the capital of the Great Song Dynasty is still Jinling City, and it has not yet moved to Shangjing.

Zhao Lin naturally needed to return to Jinling City to deal with the government.

However, in Zhao Lin's heart, he already had the idea of moving the capital.

Jinling City is located in the south of the Yangtze River, too far away from the Central Plains, and it is difficult to be the center of the entire Great Song Dynasty.

Secondly, the Mengyuan prairie was a big problem for the Central Plains Dynasty.

Moving the capital to the capital can be more conducive to competing with the Mengyuan prairie.

Moreover, the imperial palace in Shangjing City is more majestic and magnificent than the palace in Jinling City, and it is much more magnificent.

No matter from what point of view, moving the capital to Shangjing seems to be a better choice.

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Central Plains Martial Arts.

Huashan.

This is the place where the mountain gate of the Huashan Sword School is located.

The people and horses of the Tianxia Association and the Sun and Moon God Sect have already surrounded the Huashan Sword Sect!

The men and horses sent by the other sects to rescue the Huashan Sword Sect have all been defeated.

Huashan Sword Sect, strong reinforcement cut off.

has been reduced to the palm of the world's society.

The head of the Huashan Sword Sect was killed in the Battle of Shangjing.

Today's Huashan Sword Sect is in charge of the Great Elder Huashan.

But at this moment, this great elder of the Huashan Sword Sect was kneeling in front of the hero.

Spit blood in your mouth!

In front of the hero, there is no resistance at all.

He looked at the Huashan Sect that was full of flags of the Tianxia Society, and his eyes were extremely sad and angry.

"Xiongba, you have washed the Central Plains martial arts in blood, you are mad, brutal and unkind, and you will be punished by God!"

Looking at the tyrant in front of him, the mouth of the Great Elder of the Huashan Sword Sect suddenly let out a hysterical roar.

"Hahaha......"

However, when Xiongba heard this, he didn't laugh angrily, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a hint of ridicule, "What is God's damnation, what I don't believe in Xiongba is God, man will win the sky!"

With that, he slapped his palm on the Heavenly Spirit Cover of the Great Elder of the Huashan Sword Sect.

Directly slap the opponent to death.

The other powerhouses of the Huashan Sword Sect saw that their own great elder was actually shot to death like this, and their faces suddenly changed drastically, and they were as silent as cicadas.

The Great Elder of the Huashan Sword Sect, who had the strength of the Great Grandmaster of the Third Grade, just let this male tyrant slap him to death with one palm.

This person is really as rumored to be!

Fierce gods!

Murderous!

"Who else wants to follow in the footsteps of this old fellow?"

Xiongba's eyes widened, looking at the people of the Huashan Sword Sect.

"I'm waiting for my wish to surrender!"

The powerhouses of the Huashan Sword Sect had already been defeated, and as soon as they heard Xiongba's words, they immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy!

It's better to die than to live.

The head iron has basically been killed by the people of the Tianxia Association and the Sun and Moon God Sect.

"That's what it sounds like,"

Xiongba nodded slightly, "What Lone admires the most is people who know the times." You can rest assured, the World Association and the Sun and Moon Divine Sect will definitely have a place for you. ”

In Xiongba's opinion, what benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith, in his eyes, are all bullshit!

Strength is king, it is the eternal law!

Succumbing to the strong is the way to survive in the martial arts!

"Xie Xiong Gang Leader!"

The people of the Huashan Sword Sect said in unison.

At this time, behind the Xiongba, Flame Spirit Ji and the Eastern Sect Master both looked at the Xiongba with some admiration.

This person is a king who is naturally suitable for the martial arts of the rivers and lakes!

Strength aside.

Momentum, majesty, domineering, scheming......

Everything.

With this person here, the Central Plains Martial Arts will be included in His Majesty's hands, and I am afraid it will only be a matter of time.

Huashan Sword School, Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Xiongba has already read all the books in the Scripture Pavilion.

At this moment, he is holding a scripture book in his hand.

"Dugu Nine Swords. ”

On the cover of the scriptures, there are four big characters written on them.

Xiongba looked at the contents of the scriptures, his eyes were very solemn.

The person who created this peerless art must be an extremely powerful peerless master!

"Dugu Sword Demon. ”

A gleam flashed in the hero's eyes.

I can't imagine that there are such masters in this world.

If this person is in this Huashan Sword Sect, he will want to destroy the Huashan Sword Sect in the world, but I am afraid that it will not be so simple.

It's just that this peerless art should have been transmitted to the Huashan Sword Sect later.

This Dugu Sword Demon should not be a disciple of the Huashan Sword Sect.

"Unexpectedly, there are such strong people in this Jianghu martial arts. ”

Xiongba put down the Dugu Nine Sword, and a hint of groan appeared on his face.

It seems that he will have to be careful when conquering the Central Plains martial arts in the future.

Perhaps, this master in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes is not only on the surface.

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