Thousands of horses fell to the ground at the same moment, which was still shocking. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is a myth that the incomparably large team was defeated by one person. Looking through the history books, no matter how powerful the generals are, they can't do this step.

"Immortal Heaven...... It's the Immortal Heavenly ......" All the Tatar soldiers pressed their bodies tightly to the ground, and did not even dare to raise their heads. The Tatars believe in immortality, and in their eyes, only immortal genius has such great power.

"Retreat, retreat. Fang Hong's voice, with the help of the ubiquitous water vapor in the air, instantly spread in all directions, and his words echoed throughout Yingzhou City.

Barsu was directing the Tatars to attack the city in the west of the city, when suddenly, the horses under his crotch neighed and looked restless. And the horses of the soldiers behind him also became very anxious, one by one snorting incessantly, and their steps were restlessly treading back and forth.

Just as he thought something was happening, a majestic and grand voice came from his ears, which seemed to come from far away, and also seemed to come from the bottom of your heart, which was unpredictable.

Balsu looked around in disbelief, he didn't know where the voice came from, but such a strange scene could no longer be explained by his previous experience.

"Whew. "It was snowing heavily in the sky, the temperature was dropping rapidly, and everyone was still stamping their feet from the cold, even though they were wearing thick robes. The horses of the Tatars became even more agitated, and if it were not for the cavalry firmly holding the reins, they would have fled.

The horses' sense of divine power is far stronger than that of humans, although Fang Hong did not take the initiative to release divine power, they can still feel the slightest sense of oppression in the air. This instinctive suppression makes them extremely afraid.

"Woohoo. Barsu tugged at the reins, and the horse under his crotch stiffened as if it had encountered a predator.

"Retreat, retreat. Fang Hong's voice was still echoing, the wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, and the confused snowflakes were flying around, scraping on his face and causing great pain, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

"Ang. As the snow began to fall heavier and heavier, at last some of the Tartar horses could no longer hold on, and were startled by the divine power inside, and spread their hooves and ran. After this horse, more horses were alarmed, and ran in all directions, and no matter how much the cavalry reprimanded, the horses under their crotch were as if they were crazy, and ignored them.

"Withdraw the troops, withdraw the troops quickly. Balsu's face finally changed, the snow came very strangely, and the ubiquitous sound also made his heart awe-inspiring. In the face of such unpredictable things, retreat is the safest way.

In fact, it would not work if they did not retreat, and the Tatar horses had run so much, how could this battle be fought? Once the Tatar soldiers got lost in the territory of the Ming Dynasty, it would be difficult to retract them. At this time, the most important thing is to preserve strength.

After Balsu announced his retirement, it didn't take long for the Tatars to leave. The Ming army in the city cheered, the Tatars withdrew, and they didn't have to die.

They had heard of the cruelty of the Tatars, and every time they broke a city, they would surely slaughter it, and their soldiers would not be spared.

Fang ...... Master Fang ...... "After the Tatars left, Zhu Shou shouted at Fang Hong with a trembling voice. At this time, Fang Hong's face was paler than snowflakes, without the slightest blood.

"Go back, I'm a little tired. Fang Hong let go of the hand that grabbed Zhu Shou's arm, shook it gently, and then walked towards the city. Yang Jingye followed closely behind and escorted him into the city.

"Zhenguo Gong...... Is this an immortal?" Zhang Yong looked at Fang Hong's background, then looked at the heavy snow that had gradually dissipated around him, and whispered to Zhu Shou.

"Of course Master Fang is an immortal, and the 'Immeasurable Hercules Fist' he taught me is also a true divine skill!" Zhu Shou's eyes erupted with a strong essence, and his heart was extremely excited.

Most emperors have dreams of immortality, because they already have the heaviest power in the mortal world, and naturally want to maintain this life forever. Although Zhu Shou did not seek immortals and visit the Tao and practice alchemy, he occasionally longed for immortality, and now that a living immortal appeared in front of him, he couldn't remain calm.

He decided that after the matter was settled here, he must invite Master Fang back to the palace, crown him as the national teacher, build the most luxurious palace for him, and enshrine him.

After leaving everyone's sight, Fang Hong's figure trembled, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spat out from his mouth. Bright red blood dripped to the ground, and a trace of frost condensed.

He used his supernatural powers this time, and he really fought hard. Originally, on the battlefield full of flames, he couldn't use his supernatural powers, and besides, he was not in the territory now, even if he used supernatural powers, he wouldn't have such great power. However, at the critical moment, he borrowed the dragon qi from Zhu Shou.

Zhu Shou is facing danger, and the luck on his body will automatically come out to protect the master, but luck cannot interfere with reality, just at this time, Fang Hong is willing to borrow it, and the two naturally hit it off.

Zhu Shou is the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he not only has the true dragon luck, but also the blessing of the Ming Dynasty, Fang Hong is blessed by these two forces, and he instantly has the power of about the second grade, and when the idea is born, it can affect a region.

However, in such a state, he can only hold on to a few teas. Because his divine soul is really insignificant compared to that majestic luck. With his own weak body, he will pry such a huge force, of course, he will be counterattacked.

"What a terrible power of luck, it actually interfered with my thoughts. Fang Hong wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, and the corners of his mouth pulled slightly. He originally decided to leave with Yang Jingye, but after seeing Zhu Shou, he wanted to save people for no reason.

At that time, he suddenly looked at Zhu Shou and wanted to save the other party. He reacted now, it was clear that Zhu Shou's own luck was interfering with his perception, in order to let him save people.

This is already the second time, the last time Zhu Shou was besieged by more than a dozen Tatars, he was also disturbed by luck, and happened to meet him halfway. And this time, he was hit again.

This is the benefit of people with great luck, even if they are in danger, they will turn evil into good fortune and turn danger into disaster. And the rest of the people are disturbed by luck and are in the middle of the game without knowing it.

"In the future, you have to stay away from those dignitaries, otherwise you will be killed sooner or later!" "The supernatural power is invincible for several days, Fang Hong borrowed the dragon qi this time, and tossed his desire to die, in case the luck is not good, and the divine soul is directly shattered, then it is really crying without tears.