The battle of Kang Mingyu's capital is like an arrow. At this time, Ma Jia had already infiltrated the capital according to his master's orders. Although most of them were heavily guarded because of the war, the new emperor succeeded to the throne, and there were always many loopholes to exploit in the chaos between the court and China. Ma Jia led 3,000 Pixiu troops to attack an armament and forage field, seized the ordnance and clothing, and then pretended to be a supply army escorting forage, and swaggered into the capital.

If it were someone else, this kind of thing would have to be done very cautiously, but Ma Jia didn't care about that, he was just a child, and his surname had a bit of unscrupulousness, and he was not used to looking ahead and planning backwards. Coupled with the possessed war soul Huo Quai, he is the most daring general in the past, and it also faintly affects Ma Jia.

After the Pixiu army entered the city, they camped at the remote south city gate, where another team of men and horses had quietly occupied this place for Ma Jia to capture or kill.

The capital city of the Yuan Dynasty began to be built in the fourth year of the Yuan Dynasty, and it was not completed until the twenty-second year of the Yuan Dynasty, which lasted for 18 years. The construction of the Miyagi part alone took four years. The Mongols called it "Khan Bali", which means "the city of the Great Khan". It should be said that it was not until 1293 that the Tonghui River, which connects the east of the capital and the Tongzhou Grand Canal, was completed, and the construction of the entire Yuan Dadu was finally completed. After the completion of Dadu, it became the most magnificent and prosperous city in the world at that time, and according to the literature, only about 400,000 people were enslaved. It is estimated that the population of the metropolitan city at that time was nearly 1 million people. It was the largest city in the world at the time. Most of the capital was economically prosperous, commerce was particularly prosperous, and many goods from all over the country and foreign countries such as Persia, Arabia, Goryeo, and Burma were concentrated here.

Yuan Dadu designed, fully abiding by the layout in the "Zhou Li; Examination of the Work Record". "The craftsman camps the country, Fang Jiuli, next to the three gates, the country has nine longitudes and nine latitudes, the warp and the nine tracks, the left ancestor and the right society, facing the market. "The newly built Yuan Dadu sits in the north and faces south, showing a relatively regular rectangle, but the city gate of the Yuan Dadu does not follow the requirements of the "Examination of the Gongji" to have three gates on each side of the capital, a total of 12 gates. And only 11 gates were built, and the gate of the north was not opened, which also followed the direction method of Bagua North as the Kan. "The hill is hidden", and its location is "heavy and dangerous, trapped", so the city gate is not opened. to show that "the north is not all seen". Some people also believe that Yuan Dadu opened a gate in the capital, which was influenced by the Buddhist "three heads and six arms", the three gates in the south are three heads, the three gates in the east and west are six arms, and there are only two doors in the north, and the two "hot wheels" at the feet of Nezha. Therefore, it is also called Nezha City.

The Mongols were at the height of their martial arts, and although most of them were built magnificently, they never put much effort into the defense of the city. With the power of Meng Yuan at that time, it was indeed not necessary to camp and defend the city, and field warfare was the tactic that Yuan soldiers were best at. It is precisely for this reason that Kang Mingyu dared to wave his army to attack the largest city in the world.

The internal wars of the Yuan Dynasty are the crown of dynasties in history, and most of them have already experienced countless wars for the throne of the Yuan Emperor. Therefore, when Kang Mingyu's soldiers and horses drove to the capital, whether it was the officials of the court or the civilians in the city, they were not panicked because of this.

Kang Mingyu faced this most prosperous city in the world, and he already had a strategy in mind. With his military talents, even if he has a million troops in hand, he is not sure that he will capture Dadu. What's more, now he is nothing more than a rabble.

Although Dadu is not Xiongguan Iron Pass, there are soldiers and horses guarding Dadu, as well as the cowardly Xue army of the Great Khan, all of which are the elite troops of Mengyuan, and there are more than 100,000 people, who are similar to Kang Mingyu in terms of strength.

Fang Chiye and Kang Mingyu's plan was to wave the army to attack the city and take advantage of the chaos to assassinate the little emperor Yi Xuan. As long as Ning Zong, a seven-year-old child, dies, Tu Timur is a strange commodity to live in, and the war will naturally not be able to fight.

The people in power at this time in the Yuan court could not fully control the army of Dadu, although their respective forces were not small, but they had not had time to gather in a hurry. As long as this situation appears, the throne of Emperor Yuan will be empty, and it will inevitably be chaotic.

The correct method of besieging a city is to besiege the city and storm it, exchanging superior forces for terrain disadvantages. Kang Mingyu didn't want to sacrifice too many lives, so he arranged for Ma Jia to mix into the city, and now with Zhang Jiao and other seven demons joining, he has another certainty.

When the defenders of the capital saw Kang Mingyu's army appear, they were in high spirits and looking forward to a big battle. Unexpectedly, Kang Mingyu's position of the Chinese army was covered with thick smoke, and the battlefield was already enveloped in a short time, and the sky was dark and he couldn't distinguish his fingers. There was no one to see within five steps, and most of the defenders were in confusion, and they didn't know how to respond for a while, and all of a sudden, it seemed that there were enemy troops rushing and killing everywhere.

"Fool, light a torch and light up the surroundings!"

In the chaos, I don't know who reminded me, and most of the defenders were suddenly saved, and the sporadic fires lit up one after another. Da Bai said that he lit the torch, and no one thought of this kind of thing at that time.

Temur climbed on the wall, foamed at the blood, and cursed most of the defenders for being idiots. He was the one who shouted to remind most of the defenders to light their torches. Zhang Jiao's magic is extremely powerful, even if the torch shines, it is still dim and dark, and he can't penetrate the black fog more than ten steps away.

Although most of the soldiers and horses are elite, they are stationed in Yanjing and rarely go to the battlefield. Compared to an expert like Temur who grew up on the battlefield, he is still a little too tender. He had already judged in an instant that such chaos was lurking in the city. If he had commanded him, Temur would have ignored the small group of lurkers at all, and would have done his best to deal with the besieging enemy, and would even venture out of the city to raid. But now in addition to scolding a few words, he also has to be careful of being seen, he escaped under Lu Bu's hands, although he rushed to the capital, he couldn't prove his identity, let alone dare to show his face.

The meridians he was injured by Lu Bu had already been suppressed by the unique exercises of the Mu Thorn Yi Sect. But in such a chaotic scene of thousands of troops, he didn't want to get entangled in it. Although Timur has rich experience in the battle formation, he is not an immortal after all, and he can't judge who will win and who will lose in this big battle.

Temur was left alone, and after infiltrating the capital, he casually grabbed the soldiers and changed his clothes. His own identity is also very suspicious, and when he can't protect himself, he can't go to the guards of Dadu to give advice. Shrouded in black mist, Temur retreated under the city wall with light steps, and was about to leave, when suddenly a strong wind struck from the left.

Temur was taken aback, and said who had broken his identity, raised his hand and drew half a circle, and his strength condensed into a wind whip on his upper arm.

With a snap, the wind whip condensed by the thin air flow slapped on his arm, although it failed to break his protective true qi, but it also pulled his sleeves flying, and the pain on his arm was very hot.

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

Temur suffered a small loss when he lost his mind, and his opinion of the strange people in the Central Plains changed greatly. He originally thought that the Central Plains was weak and looked down on him. But first, he suffered a humiliation that he had never encountered in his life under Lu Bu, and then he was suddenly attacked by an unknown master, and there were some subtle changes in his heart.

"What are you doing sneakily about? You're not a good guy at first glance. ”

As Temur fixed his gaze, a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl with bright eyes and teeth and a bun of hair appeared in the smoke.

"This girl is so good-looking!"

Timur's first reaction was neither where the enemy came from, nor was he surprised that the "master" who attacked him was so young, but instead focused his attention on the place he had never cared about in his life. This girl is dressed in a snow-white silk satin shirt, cut thick fiber, although she is young and not fully developed, but also outlines the beautiful curves of the wireless, and she will definitely be a little beauty in the future.

"Hmph! If you dare to look around, then let's taste the taste of the wind-saving whip handed down by my aunt and grandmother!"

The little girl's hands were raised, her slender jade fingers bloomed like orchids, and seven air currents were wrapped and rolled, forming seven small thin tornadoes, which were whipped like seven wind whips under the influence of these hands.

It's not that Temur hasn't seen beautiful women in his life, but most of the rouges in the Western Regions are tall and straight, with plump figures, slender thighs, and snow-white skin. It is very different from the beauty of the women in the Central Plains, with delicate skin and graceful eyebrows. This little girl is a combination of Jiangnan characteristics and body, with a graceful posture, even if she is angry, she also has another point of good-looking.

Temur, who usually prides himself on being shrewd and capable, is still reluctant to give up when he is facing the enemy for the first time, and his moves are half a beat slower. Although the scimitar evil moon came out of its sheath, it failed to induce the awe-inspiring sword power in time. One move failed to break the opponent's wind whip, but it gave a wind whip a belt, revealing a flaw, and the other two wind whips broke into the gap like a spirit snake and slapped him hard.

"Yikes!"

The pain in his body finally brought Temur back to his senses, and the scimitar Evil Moon couldn't protect himself in time, so he slashed horizontally with his palm in his left hand, cutting off the two wind whips behind him and getting out of the predicament.

After losing again, Temur's face was very ashamed, and he picked up his spirits and shot seriously.

This girl is Gu Jiuwei who left Aoki Peak, this little girl finally succeeded in transforming into a perfect body, and she was very proud, so she didn't listen to the persuasion of the old ape Bai Yundu, and secretly ran down Aoki Peak, which had collapsed and turned into a "bluestone pile". His mother is the leader of the demon clan, and there are naturally countless little demons to please him when he walks the rivers and lakes, and he soon inquired about the traces of Kang Mingyu's master and apprentice, and immediately took the lead in Dadu to give the pair of masters and apprentices a guard.

Gu Jiuwei didn't want to join in such a lively situation, but she was really not angry that she had suffered two losses at the hands of Ma Jia. After this transformation, the mana of the little fox who changed her body rose greatly, and the whip of the wind was also on a higher level, and she wanted to beat this little Taoist priest after finding Ma Jia, so that she was happy. With the black fog just now, Gu Jiuwei was also very flustered, although she was young, her family skills and knowledge were extraordinary. Immediately recognized that this was a long-lost spell in the demon clan, and at least it was necessary to cultivate to the position of the heavenly demon to use it freely, and Gu Jiuwei's mother, the old ape Bai Yundu, was the world's first-class demon clan powerhouse, and the heavenly demon was only at the level of rumors, and she had not heard of anyone who had cultivated the ten thousand demons in the world at present.

Gu Jiuwei's heart was flustered, and her spiritual sense was extremely keen, Temur happened to pass by her side at this time, Gu Jiuwei didn't want to think about it, so she made the first move, and beat this guy who might threaten her first.

Although Gu Jiuwei was already a rare genius in the demon clan, compared to Temur, he was inferior to Temur for many years of killing experience. After being born, he was surrounded by the stars like the moon, and the little fox really didn't have a chance to do anything with anyone except for Ma Jia. Therefore, after Temur was serious, he gradually gained the upper hand after dozens of moves.

The more anxious Gu Jiuwei's heart became, the more anxious the wind-saving whip became. Under the anxiety of mentality, the flaws gradually became bigger. After Temur's first sight, his mentality had calmed down, if he hadn't had a great impression of Gu Jiuwei, the scimitar evil moon would have been stained with the blood of the little fox a long time ago. Although Temur kept his hand, Gu Jiuwei became more and more angry, and said sadly: "I only have a Taoist whip that has few enemies in the world, how can I meet such strong enemies except for that little Taoist? ”

Gu Jiuwei's body was light and agile, and once she had the intention of retreating, she pulled out the wind-saving whip and forcibly forced Temur to take a step. If it were another opponent, Tomur would usually fight for his life at this time and attack the past. But looking at Gu Jiuwei's beautiful little face, he couldn't help but slow down in his heart, revealing a glimmer of retreat.

Gu Jiuwei was extremely clever, and before she knew the opportunity, she immediately twisted her waist and floated back.

As soon as Timur saw Gu Jiuwei leaving, he suddenly regretted it in his heart, and thought, "Why don't I ask this girl's name?

Gu Jiuwei's body is light, but no matter how hard she tries to hide her figure and speed up her light skills, Temur can chase after her. The tracking technique that Temur had trained in the desert, coupled with his wolf-like tenacity, was so reluctant to chase after him that Gu Jiuwei couldn't get rid of it.

This little fox is so deceitful, and with a roll of his little eyes, he has one more idea. Gu Jiuwei looked around for the soldiers who were fighting, and swept by with her body, she was small, she was a little girl, and most of the soldiers didn't have time to take care of her and easily let her go. And Temur was dressed as a soldier, and when he met Kang Mingyu's army, someone naturally intercepted him. After turning the two battlefields, Gu Jiuwei had already distanced herself from Temur.

Timur fought his way out of the encirclement continuously, seeing that Gu Jiuwei was gradually going away, he was impatient, so he ignored the shocking world and unleashed his unique secret technique. The chaotic soldiers who rushed to his side suddenly felt a chill to the bone, and the faint coercion on Temur's body attacked, and the natural surname of the person sought advantage and avoided harm, and involuntarily avoided Temur. Temur's master pays the most attention to spiritual cultivation, and there are countless rooted and spiritual secret arts thaumaturgy, which is intimidating and intimidating, and will involuntarily make people feel intimidated and shrink back when they are in battle. If his skills are not good, he will even lose his wit, and obediently let Temur cut it.

As soon as Temur's stunt came out, the surroundings were clear, and he quickly unfolded his body to chase after Gu Jiuwei.

"Little stinky fart Taoist!"

"Hey, why is this tone so like a little fox? ”

Gu Jiuwei was a little slender and slender, dodged a few random arrows with no accurate heads, and just stepped on a wall, but unexpectedly saw Ma Jia holding a green iron in his hand and confronting several generals.

Ma Jia was slightly distracted, and several generals were swordsman, and the cold light had already rolled up. Gu Jiuwei couldn't help but cover her mouth and exclaimed, but Ma Jia was not afraid, the ancient sword and green iron were as good as she wanted, and the earth-shattering sword flashed, and Ma Jia had already broken out of the encirclement. Behind him were two generals who had been cut in two.

Since Ma Jia commanded the Pixiu Army to cooperate with Kang Mingyu to disrupt the enemy army in the capital, he had already encountered more than ten masters in the Yuan army to intercept and kill. Most of them are the capitals of the Yuan Dynasty, so they are naturally Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, and the Pixiu Army has long been separated from him. All Ma Jia can rely on at this moment is his own martial arts and the blade in his hand.

Thanks to Kang Mingyu's cultivation of disciples, Ma Jia is young, but he can rush and kill in the chaotic army. Thirty men have been slaughtered for him.

"The little Taoist has improved his skills again!"

Gu Jiuwei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw Ma Jia break the enemy, but she sneered coldly.

Ma Jia had already determined at this time that this pretty girl was the little white fox who had a lot of resentment against her. grinned, slapped his backhand, and sent out twenty-six spirit nails, nailing the seriously injured Yuan General to the ground, and then he had time to retort: "Little fox, you have cultivated into a true body, if you don't go home to cultivate honestly, what are you doing here?"

Before Gu Jiuwei and Ma Jia could quarrel, Temur had already arrived. Ma Jia immediately noticed that this young man dressed in the uniform of an ordinary Yuan soldier was so powerful that he was the strongest enemy he had encountered in the capital.

Temur didn't know why Gu Jiuwei stopped, and as soon as he quickened his pace, he was locked by a cold sword aura, and he said in his heart: "It's not good!" Just as he was about to retreat from the battlefield, a green mang fell like a dragon, and Ma Jia's shot was the sword technique passed down by Master Kang Mingyu.

When Temur first set foot in the Central Plains, he had never seen this thaumaturgy, and in a shock, the scimitar Evil Moon slashed seventeen times in a row, and the sword light that came and went vertically and horizontally condensed into a cloud of light, colliding with the flying sword that turned into a green rainbow.

The crisp sound of clanging was joined into a long sound because of the speed. No matter how much Ma Jia's sword technique was controlled, Temur's scimitar was always waiting in the most accurate place, and the sword turned into a rainbow, and the speed was several times faster than in his hand. Although Temur's scimitar took advantage of the defensive position and had a short space to move, it also reached an unbelievable speed.

Ma Jia was secretly surprised in his heart, and said in his heart: "I don't know where this guy came from, I'm afraid that even the master may not be able to do it because of the speed of the sword technique." I'm glad I didn't get up close with him. ”

Martial arts, each with its own specialization, Temur's knife skills are weird, focusing on speed and change, Kang Mingyu has always been strong in internal force, momentum is good. Although Kang Mingyu surpassed Temur's level several times in martial arts, the simple speed of the competition may not be able to defeat the Prince of Destruction from the Western Regions.

Under the influence of Kang Mingyu, Ma Jia did not learn the domineering momentum of the master, and rarely had the tricks that were used to fighting hard. This is due to the surname of heaven, Ma Jia's surname is changeable, even if he is usually against the enemy, it is also good to get some cunning. What's more, at this time, it is necessary to use long and short strikes to completely defeat the enemy before he realizes his weakness.

The green dragon seal is a collar, the ancient sword is green and green, and the sword is full of six or seven mangtails, under Ma Jia's longitudinal, around this Temur cutting and picking, the sword technique is more flexible than in the hand, naturally has its own tricks, Temur tried his best, but only ended up struggling to support.

"No, his sword can fly, I'm sure I can't escape. But if this continues, where can I win but die of exhaustion?"

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of moves passed, and Timur was already sweating and heavily clothed. Although the scimitar evil moon is still weird, he has secretly complained in his heart, knowing that he will not last long.

After all, Temur was a genius who crisscrossed the territory, and when faced with this predicament, he immediately made up his mind and decided to take risks. The sword on the scimitar evil moon suddenly flourished, and Temur split the Qingzhen Ancient Sword with all his strength, Ma Jia sensed the vibration on the Qingzhen, and the sword technique of the Flying Sword froze slightly, revealing some flaws. Before he could seize the opportunity, Temur tightened his pace and performed thaumaturgy of shrinking the ground, and in an instant, he crossed the barrier between the two and slashed at Ma Jia with a knife.

Throughout the ages, the two most respected peaks of martial arts in the Central Plains are the art of the sword and the phantom blade. The latter is the stage when the internal qi of the martial arts master reaches the stage of condensing the outside of the body, and when it is released, it turns into sword qi and swords, and the power can be said to have its own merits.

The art of the sword is good at long-range attacks, and with spells and spells, it is really invincible. The Phantom Soldier Qi Blade is the benchmark of a person's martial arts cultivation, and the deeper the skill, the greater the power of the Phantom Soldier Qi Blade. Most of the masters of the Central Plains martial arts have such means. Kang Mingyu's Blue Flame Yin Thunder is a very powerful martial art, and the sword condensed by the Blue Flame Yin Thunder in his hand does not lose any divine soldiers, and it is the pinnacle achievement of martial arts. At that time, there was no way to do anything about the art of the sword.

Temur has been able to condense into a sword qi, but in fact, in terms of ability, he may not lose to Ma Jia. It's just that he has never had experience in dealing with the art of Edgeworth, so he will be so embarrassed. But he can break through the predicament in an instant and fight back, which can also show his martial arts wisdom and combat experience are rare.

"If it's so easy for you to get rid of, the little fox will laugh at me!"

Ma Jia's eyes burst into two small flames, the ice blue of his left eye and the golden red of his right eye were the signs that the water and fire homology formula was running to the extreme. He used the sword trick in one hand, and drew a few circles in front of him with the other, and seven or eight water and fire whirlpools formed a defense in front of Ma Jia.

Temur's Evil Moon scimitar slashed down, attracting circles to the water and fire vortex, and suddenly weakened its strength. Ma Jiaxin led his hand, and the sword qi of the ancient sword Qingju flew back upside down like a rainbow, and Temur missed a blow, feeling the cold sword qi behind him, and he didn't dare to slack off with a backhand to slash down the Qingzhu that shook open, but he knew in his heart: "If you force Ma Jia far away again, it will be impossible for him to leave this place alive." "So even if I was injured, I couldn't move an inch.

Gu Jiuwei made a move with Temur just now, although she was defeated, but she was not very convinced, and when she saw Temur fighting with Ma Jia, she said angrily in her heart: "It turns out that this barbarian is so powerful, he actually released water to me just now." How could this little Taoist priest not see him for a few days, so much stronger than before, I ...... I'm no match for him for a long time!"

Thinking that it would be impossible for him to get back face with Ma Jia, the little fox's big bright eyes were rippling with water and tears.

Where did Ma Jia have the leisure to ponder the thoughts in Gu Jiuwei's little head at this time. Temur's sword technique was honed in the battle array, and the murderous aura was extremely heavy, once Temur was approached, Ma Jia's sword art would not work.

The art of the sword is a very advanced martial art, and the sword pays attention to the spirit and concentration of one thought, and the sword flies into the air and beheads the enemy thousands of steps away. Temur had already deceived himself into approaching, and if Ma Jia was distracted by the sword while facing the enemy, he was afraid that he would be defeated within a few moves. Ma Jia had no choice but to take back the green iron and use swordsmanship to defeat the enemy.

Ma Jia's swordsmanship is the true legend of Lingxiao Palace, and it pays attention to light and agile movement. The magic trick he was taught by the world was one of the most profound thaumaturgy. If he is successful in practice, his action reaction is several times faster than usual, and his movements are as fast as lightning, and he can make as many as seven or eight moves in one move of others. But this technique, unlike ordinary kung fu, is not the speed of the physical body, but the reaction of the mind.

Therefore, when it came to sword and swordsmanship, Temur's quick sword was three points better than Ma Jia, but he could not defeat his sword moves. Every time he misses, Ma Jia changes his moves in time, blocking the path of the scimitar evil moon.

Just when the two of them were inseparable, a leisurely and clear whistle sounded dozens of feet away, Temur's heart tightened, this whistle was endless, and the abundance of internal strength was obviously far beyond the little Taoist in front of him, he was so slightly distracted, and a sharp and fierce wind had appeared behind him as if out of thin air.

"Just now, it was dozens of feet away, and it was already behind me between breaths. Who is this man?"

Temur is in danger of life and death!

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