The rising sun brings vitality, and all things gradually recover from their eternal sleep.

The eagles in the sky spread their wings and flew high, and the beasts on the ground raised their heads and roared.

Today, the sky is clear, and the morning breeze is blowing in your face, bringing a hint of coolness.

Xiao Jian was wearing the green shirt as always, with a jasper Gu Xiao around his waist and a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand. When I looked up, I was greeted by a turquoise scene.

He muttered: "Old man, don't blame me for saying goodbye, you will definitely not let me go if you say it......" After five years of walking, an inexplicable feeling grew unconsciously.

Xiao Jian and Huang Yaoshi went all the way north to the desert to see the scenery of the northern country, but they also witnessed the status quo of the northern land under the rule of the Mongols.

The hierarchy has begun to show its hideousness, and it is a pity that the Han people are at the bottom of the hierarchy and live in dire straits.

Xiao Jian is not talented, but he also thinks that he should do something.

With the experience of coming, he estimated that there were dozens of miles away, and he should be able to reach the first city pass, and the person he was looking for was also there.

Captain Meng Yuan Wanfu [Balu], is he arrogant?

Your throat might be able to hold off a sword?

Inexplicably, Xiao Jian felt the blood boiling in his body, and the hand holding the sword began to tremble......

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. After the incident, the clothes are gone, and the merit and fame are hidden.

That's how my generation of men should be!

Xiao Jian took advantage of his light skills and rushed to his destination at a very fast speed.

He needs to arrive first, scout the situation, and make a thorough plan.

——

Tumbling over the mountains and mountains, crossing the verdant meadows, about three hours later, Xiao Jian arrived at [Datong Mansion].

Since ancient times, this place has existed as a military town.

After the Mongols destroyed Jin, they left 10,000 elites in this place, as well as many soldiers, with a total strength of nearly tens of thousands.

Xiao Jian stood on a small hill peak, carefully observing the defenders everywhere in the city tower.

It has to be said that it is not for nothing that the Mongolian iron cavalry can defeat countless opponents, although Datong is in the hinterland, but the defense is still very tight.

According to this posture, if Xiao Jian just kills in like this, not only will he not be able to kill the target, but he will also have to get in.

[You must wait for the right time. 】

Xiao Jian groaned in his heart, he observed the situation not to rush head-on, but to find a way out in advance.

Naturally, it is impossible for one person to fight against the army, so you must prepare in advance, otherwise once you fall into the quagmire, you will definitely die!

Hey?

Suddenly, Xiao Jian caught a glimpse of a group of soldiers patrolling out of the city, and a plan came up spontaneously.

He quietly followed......

——

In a valley between the mountains and rivers, the sound of crying was accompanied by screams.

Xiao Jian stood on a cliff and looked down, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out. It is said that life in troubled times is like a feather, and only when you see it can you know what it feels like.

"Brute!"

"Such a person, no matter how much he kills, he is not worthy of his heart."

Xiao Jian scolded angrily, and immediately jumped forward, constantly shuttling through the protruding rocks, and soon arrived in the valley.

"Who ......?"

The two Mongolian soldiers in charge of guarding saw Xiao Jian and the sword in his hand, and hurriedly reached out and drew their swords.

But Xiao Jian was faster, the whole person was like a gust of cold wind whistling by, and the sword in his hand was quickly unsheathed and retracted, and his pace was extremely free.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

Behind him, two Mongolian soldiers clutched their necks and fell to the ground.

However, this exclamation also alarmed the other Mongolian soldiers in the valley, and they put down their "things" one after another and moved closer to the direction where the sound came from, showing the name of the elite of a hundred battles.

Xiao Jian didn't care, he had observed, this team of people was only a few dozen, and they were scattered everywhere, so there was no threat to him.

He is like a tiger out of the cage, seeing one kill another, and there is no enemy under him.

The screams rang out one after another, and within a moment, they gradually calmed down again.

Before he knew it, the blue blade in his hand had been stained red with blood, and the scarlet liquid flowed through the tip of the sword and dripped to the ground.

There was a faint sound of sobbing in his ears, and Xiao Jian's eyes turned red.

"This place can't stay any longer, get out of here."

Xiao Jian tried to calm down, and said in a "kind" tone to the old man Huafa who was kneeling on the ground.

"Old decay deducts Xie Engong, but where can we escape?"

The old man sighed and expressed the hearts of the people of the Northland.

In this era of information blockage and difficult travel, how can they outrun the four legs of the Mongols with these two legs?

"Find another place to live."

Xiao Jian said abruptly: "Don't worry, a big event will happen in the city soon, and the Mongols won't be able to take care of you for a while." ”

The old man looked puzzled, but Xiao Jian didn't answer, turned over and left.

——

Xiao Jian galloped all the way out of the valley, across the horse plain, looking in all directions.

"Ahhh......h

The weather was clear, but Xiao Jian felt that he was depressed and unbearable, so he could only let out a long howl and vent his depression.

He finally knew why so many people in later generations did not like the Zhao and Song dynasties, and since the founding of the country, the Song dynasty has never achieved true unification.

Liao, Jin, and now Mongolia have successively occupied the northern country.

Economic prosperity could not hide military defeats, and throughout the dynasties, the Zhao and Song dynasties were the weakest.

Da Zhao was not in the right position, so he implemented the policy of emphasizing literature over military force, and several good opportunities to recover mountains and rivers were wiped out by the Zhao family.

If he had the chance, he would have to give a good lesson to that guy in Lin'an City!

——

The so-called early is better than the coincidence, Xiao Jian suddenly caught a glimpse of a group of Mongolian soldiers galloping towards him.

He had already understood that these people were not out on patrol, but going to various villages [Grass Valley].

For the steppe tribes of this era, this is a matter of course.

Seeing this, Xiao Jian's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and the corners of his mouth outlined a cruel smile.

It came at the right time!

It's just not fun.

However, he did not act rashly, and although the Mongol soldiers met him, they did not draw their bows and arrows.

Maybe it was because he saw Xiao Jian being alone, so he relaxed his treatment.

The two sides were not far apart, and dozens of Mongolian soldiers soon came to the front and surrounded Xiao Jiantuan.

"Who are you?"

The Mongolian young general, led by the leader, asked.

Xiao Jian didn't understand, and he didn't need to understand.

"Boom!"

A little cold came first, and then the sword came out like a dragon.

Xiao Jian cleanly dealt with the Mongolian general, and then the whole person jumped up from the horse.

This time was different from just now, the Mongolian soldiers were strong, and they gathered in one place, and if they were in the encirclement, they might have to worry about life and death.

He kicked the horse's ass hard, and the whole person rose into the air, and then kicked down several soldiers with a [Whirlwind Sweeping Leaf Leg], and the whole person broke out of the encirclement.

In mid-air, another [Finger Snap] hit a soldier's throat with precision.

"Bastard!"

"Kill him!"

……

It happened so suddenly that the Mongol soldiers didn't even react for a while.

The Lord was about to die in battle, and instead of being afraid, they roared angrily at Xiao Jian.

Crackling, crackling......

Swords intersect, blood splattered.

About three quarters of an hour later, a Mongol soldier rode his horse and fled in the direction of [Datongfu].