Song Xuan glanced at Xiao Zhao, who bowed his head and was extremely docile, and then at Liu Qinglian, who couldn't wait to pounce on him.

These women really don't have a fuel-efficient lamp.

Next, he asked a little more about the movements of the Yuan army.

According to Liu Qinglian, there are several very powerful martial arts masters in the Yuan army, and the White Lotus Army and the Yuan Army fought a battle, and they were already invincible.

But later, masters of the Emei faction and Shaolin faction came out of the Kunlun Mountains one after another and restrained the masters in the Yuan army.

In the end, the commander of the Yuan army saw that it was unprofitable and withdrew his troops and left, and it is not clear where they went.

......

After Liu Qinglian led the White Lotus Army to leave, Song Xuan and the others set off again.

This time, they did not plan to return to Wudang Mountain, but went directly south, to the border of Suzhou and Hangzhou, to prepare for the start of the army.

Along the way, Mo Shenggu and Zhang Songxi muttered in his ear from time to time.

"Senior nephew, if you want me to say, it's still Miss Zhou, gentle and sensible, and our relationship with the Emei faction is also close. If you want me to say, you should choose her! ”

"Don't listen to your Uncle Mo, how good Liu Qinglian is, looking at our Qingshu's eyes, they are about to turn into water, and a heart is attached to him.

Although Zhiruo is good, I always feel that her city is a little deep, and her affection for Qingshu is not deep enough! ”

Mo Shenggu was unconvinced: "Fourth brother, you can't say that, there has to be someone who comes first and then comes, Zhou Zhiruo is in front!" ”

Zhang Songxi snorted: "Emotional matters, as long as the dust has not yet landed, how can there be anything to say about coming first and then coming?" ”

Even Yin Liting, the six heroes who had been sullen all the way, couldn't help but speak.

"Okay, don't fight, if you want me to say, it's better for Xiao Zhao! Although this child is younger, he can take care of people and know how to hurt people.

If Qingshu marries her, there is no need to worry about family affairs, marry a wife and marry a virtuous person, don't understand this truth? ”

Xiao Zhao, who was following behind Song Xuan, was stunned when he heard this, and then his heart was inexplicably hot.

Yin Liuxia, you are really discerning, these days you have worked hard to take care of your son, has anyone finally seen her highlights?

If the matter between me and my son is completed, I will honor you as my father in the future!

It's Song Yuanqiao, who can't see it.

"You guys are not too small, don't make bad ideas here! Qingshu, this kid has his own ideas, don't worry about them one by one! ”

Song Xuan said with a smile: "The marriage is not in a hurry, after the army drives the Tartars away, it is not too late to talk about it!" ”

Mo Shenggu clapped his hands and laughed: "You kid really has an idea." This is waiting to become the emperor in the future and open a harem! ”

Song Xuan looked at him speechlessly.

This kind of thing, just understand it in your heart, how boring is it to say it?

Look at Xiao Zhao, he can't even lift his shy head!

"Uncle Seven, you're still young, don't you plan to find one for yourself?"

Mo Shenggu smiled, his face turned red as if he was young, "This, look at fate, look at fate!" ”

Song Xuan looked at him with a smile, this Uncle Mo Qi, when he talked about other people's marriages, he was a group of cowards when it was his turn, and he was really a vegetable and fun-loving.

Everyone talked and laughed, and a few days later, they entered the Yumen Pass.

The number of pedestrians on the road gradually increased, and along the way, some rough-looking men with long knives hanging from their waists could be seen from time to time, entering and exiting at the checkpoints.

And the most eye-catching thing is a group of Yuan soldiers, about fifty or sixty people, driving more than 100 Han women, like cattle, talking and laughing on the streets.

Obviously, these women were Han Chinese people who had been taken captive by the Yuan soldiers from all sides, and many of them had their clothes torn to shreds, most of their bodies were exposed, and they were crying and crying extremely miserably.

The soldiers around them, while carrying wine bottles and drinking, beat them with whips, and even one of them, even drunk, dragged a woman to him casually, and began to pick her clothes.

After the people around saw it, they quickened their pace and left quickly, not daring to cause trouble.

After the Mongols invaded the Central Plains, they always treated the Han people as animals, beating and insulting them at every turn, and it was not uncommon for them to directly rape and humiliate women in broad daylight.

"Grass mud horse!"

There was no need for Song Xuan to speak, some of the Wudang disciples couldn't help it, and after a national scolding, they drew their swords and rushed out.

Someone took the lead, and the other disciples couldn't bear it anymore, and they all drew their weapons and began to rush wildly, and after a while, dozens of Yuan soldiers fell in a pool of blood.

It's not easy to mess with an established army, but dozens of chaotic soldiers are just a few dozen soldiers, and it is not difficult for Wudang disciples to kill them.

"Uncle Master, this man can speak Chinese, I left him behind!"

A Wudang disciple stepped forward with a Mongolian soldier who was trembling with fright, and threw it at the foot of Song Yuanqiao.

Song Xuan took out his long sword, aimed the tip of the sword at the lower body of the Mongolian soldier, and said coldly: "You can understand people's words, right?" ”

"Understood!"

The Mongolian soldier felt a chill in his lower body, and his whole body was excited, and then he hurriedly said: "Uncle, what do you want to ask, I definitely don't dare to hide it." ”

"Let me ask you, where are the Yuan troops stationed on the periphery of Kunlun Mountain now?"

"I am!"

This Yuan soldier did not hesitate at all, and hurriedly said: "The above has drawn a lot of defenders from various cities in the Western Regions, gathered 50,000 troops, and said that they were going to Kunlun Mountain to suppress bandits.

As a result, as soon as the army arrived, it fought a big battle with the White Lotus Sect bandits, losing some soldiers and horses. ”

"Who is the commander of the Yuan army?"

"I don't recognize it, I can only see it from a distance, it's a young man, wearing a royal blue silk shirt, holding a folding fan in his hand, and he is extravagant!"

Speaking of this young man, this Yuan soldier was full of resentment and said: "This person led the army to the Kunlun realm to toss around, but he didn't take advantage of anything, and he also lost a lot of soldiers and horses.

When the army returned, many military horses from various cities dispersed directly, and I ...... with them" The man pointed to the corpse of the Yuan soldiers lying on the ground, and said: "I just came back with them, and I was holding back the fire in my heart, so I grabbed some peasant women from outside the city and wanted to vent the fire......"

"One last question!" Song Xuan said: "That young nobleman, do you know where she went?" ”

"I don't know, after the army dispersed, his face was ugly, and he left directly with his entourage, as for where he went, uncle, I really don't know!"

Song Xuan shook his head, and with a sword in his hand, he cut off his neck!

Then he pulled a sword flower, shook the blood off the tip of the sword, and glanced at the people around him who were uneasy.

As far as he looked, the people looked away, not daring to look at him, and their expressions were full of fear.

Even the rescued women knelt on the ground and didn't dare to lift their heads.

Song Xuan sighed, after nearly a hundred years of Tatar rule, the Han people have been enslaved and tamed too seriously, and most of them have lost their blood!