The intent of slaughter filled the entire battlefield.

The horses neighed.

The drums of war beat.

Li Rusong immediately stepped forward, ran the true yuan, and shouted: "Bi Bai, do you still have to resist stubbornly now?" ”

"Kaesong surrenders, there is still a glimmer of life!"

"You are all my Ming sergeants, do you want to rebel with this person?"

"Haha!"

Hearing this, Bi Bai laughed loudly, his stomach sounded softly, and he said loudly: "Surrender? ”

"This king has already descended once."

"Today's head, but I don't want to lower it anymore!"

"But if you really think you've got the king, you can try it."

"The king's head is here, waiting for you to get it!"

Bibai is also not to be outdone.

He reluctantly drew his saber, struck his breastplate with the knife, and shouted angrily: "Warriors of this king, tell this king, are you afraid? ”

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

The sound is like a tsunami, and the majesty is immense.

These people are the elite Mongolian private soldiers who have been raised by Bibai over the years, and they were born and died with him.

From the beginning to the end, these private soldiers were never transferred out of Ningxia City.

As for the rest of the Ming army in the city, these were originally four battalions of soldiers and horses, but the imperial court had been in arrears of military salaries, so they rebelled at the instigation of Bibai.

Among them, there are also reasons for the White Lotus Sect to intervene.

The White Lotus Sect is best at using spiritual secret methods to demagogue, and many generals have long been secretly controlled by the White Lotus Sect.

The shouts also aroused the morale of the whole army on the city wall.

Bibai turned his head to look at Guru Garoban and asked, "When will Altan Khan's reinforcements arrive?" ”

"Amitabha." Master Garoba recited a Buddha horn and said in a low voice, "Please rest assured, the prince will arrive in two days at most." ”

He said in a deep voice: "Then the king will keep it for two more days!" ”

With the defense of Ningxia City, it is enough to hold on for half a month.

As long as the 30,000 soldiers and horses on the Mongolian right flank can gallop to the aid and attack from all over the Hetao, the siege of Ningxia can be solved.

At that time, these Ming troops will all become caged beasts.

"Humph!"

Bi Bai smiled coldly, if it weren't for the promise of a generous gift, the Shunyi King of the Tumut Department probably wouldn't have made a move.

really forced him to be in a hurry, so it was a big deal to directly abandon this Ningxia City, escape into Helan Mountain, and then Rao Dao fought with them for the grassland.

Bibai looked to his side and frowned slightly: "Holy Maiden, what do you mean by suddenly wearing a veil?" ”

Bai Wanying chuckled lightly and said quietly: "It's just that I have an acquaintance and I don't want to meet him." ”

Bibai frowned, but didn't say anything more.

At present, he still needs the strength of the White Lotus Sect, so he can't make too much trouble with him.

At this moment, a behemoth outside the city slowly approached.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The dull pace stepped on the ground, bursting with a loud bang.

Looking at the behemoth in the distance, Bibai's eyes were slightly downcast, and he exclaimed: "Is that Pixiu?" ”

Guru Garovan's eyes lit up suddenly, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

How could such a heaven and earth beast really exist?

It is recorded in the ancient books of the sect that those who get this beast can be protected by the luck of heaven and earth.

The appearance of this beast is the same as in ancient records.

Master Garoban stared at Pixiu in the distance with burning eyes.

If he can obtain this beast, he will definitely be able to gain a higher prestige in Tantra in the future.

You may be able to obtain the supreme empowerment lineage of Tantra.

It was the legacy of a deceased Tantric Buddha.

Lin Mang walked alone in front of the formation, his cloak fluttering in the strong wind, and a flat voice sounded:

"Garovan!"

"This official is here to take your head!"

The mighty sound shook the sky like thunder, and the terrifying penetrating power shook everyone's eardrums.

Bai Wanying looked at Jia Luofan with interest and chuckled, "Master, that one is Lin Mang. ”

"Why don't you take him down and capture him."

Garofan's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the figure standing on horseback below, secretly frightened.

As a great master, he has long been out of the level of visual recognition.

For some reason, he faintly had an inexplicable feeling of heart.

What's going on with this kid?

Although he had heard of this man, he didn't know much.

The grassland is far away from the Central Plains, and most of the tantric sects live in temples and have not been born for a long time.

If it weren't for Zhuang Bald's request this time, he wouldn't have come here.

Noticing Bai Wanying's provocative gaze, it was impossible for Garofan to retreat even if he wanted to.

"Amitabha."

Garoba recited a Buddha horn lightly, and his voice carried the spiritual secret method unique to Tantra.

"Lord Lin, poor monk Garofan."

Lin Mang's eyes raised slightly.

At this moment, a shocking sword aura burst out, roaring towards Garofan.

The terrifying sword aura pierced the sky!

Garofan's face changed slightly, he snorted angrily, the Buddha light shone all around him, and the Buddha beads in his hand were thrown.

"Peng!"

With a loud bang, the sword qi shattered, and the Buddha string flew back upside down in an instant.

At this time, Bai Wanying spoke: "Master, it's better to take him down." ”

"There's no better time than now."

"The prince's army can suppress the formation for you."

As Bai Wanying spoke, Bi Bai also nodded and said, "Master, if you can kill this person in front of the battle, you will definitely be able to strengthen the morale of our army." ”

Bai Wanying deliberately wanted Garofan to die, but Bibai really didn't understand.

Pingsu Garoban said that Tantra is extremely mysterious, and he has personally seen the strength of Garovan.

In his opinion, Lin Mang is so young, no matter how powerful he is, he will definitely not be Garofan's opponent.

Garoban caught the Buddha string, and his face changed slightly.

Hearing the words of the two, it was quite difficult to ride a tiger.

glanced at the bow, recited a Buddha name, and fell into the city lightly.

At the moment of landing, Garovan was covered in a "dang" body, and the qi and blood in his body roared, and the power of red qi and blood directly overflowed from his body.

The Yuan Shen Law slowly appeared, and the power of heaven and earth roared.

He felt Lin Mang's strength, so he made a move with all his strength.

As Master Garoban walked forward, there was a faint sound of dragons and elephants in the void.

The dragon elephant is like a dragon!

Whether it is Western Regions Tantra or Prairie Tantra, they both major in the physical body in order to achieve the state of becoming a Buddha in the physical body.

Don't look at Tantra being driven out of the Central Plains by Shaolin, but Tantra was once brilliant and has a deep heritage.

Those who can reach the great master, who are called gurus, are the best among them.

It's just the special environment that has led to a change in their mentality.

In the Central Plains, various sects fought and fought for territory, and the grassland and the Western Regions Tantra were all monopolized.

It's like a wild wolf, having lost its natural predators and competitors, and can hunt freely on the grassland.

On the steppes, Tantra is supported by the Mongolian tribes, and many Mongolian tribes treat Tantric disciples as true Buddhas.

Garovan recited the Buddha's words, and the light of the Buddha behind him became more and more brilliant.

A huge Buddha seal slowly condensed, causing the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to sweep.

Haoran's palm prints were like mountains overturning, and the crushed air emitted bursts of sonic booms.

At this moment, Garovan, bathed in the endless light of the Buddha, attracted attention.

In an instant, a terrifying palm print dozens of feet in size fell.

Lin Mang's eyes were deep, and the expression on his face did not change in the slightest.

"Boom!"

A clear sword roar suddenly resounded through the wasteland, and then a bright light seemed to appear between heaven and earth.

There was a dead silence for miles.

In the void, a transparent sword shadow appeared.

A huge sword qi that spanned the heavens and the earth suddenly appeared, spanning the heavens and the earth.

Suddenly, in everyone's sight, the scene was changing.

It is no longer an endless wasteland, but a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and on the broken throne of white bones, a figure with an indifferent expression overlooks all directions.

At that moment, it was as if a will had descended from the darkness.

Those who go against my will will die!

The sea of blood is churning!

Immediately afterward, a bloody knife slowly emerged from the sea of blood, cutting through the sky.

At the same time, the piercing sword qi also swept the earth in an instant.

Bloodmassacre!

"Kacha!"

The Buddha's seal shattered under this knife, and the Buddha's light overflowed.

When the Buddha seal was shattered, Garovan snorted, and his face changed greatly.

"How is that possible?"

Harness the power of heaven and earth!

Martial Will!

What kind of monster is this?

He was originally born in the Vajra Sect, and his knowledge was naturally extraordinary.

Harnessing the power of heaven and earth, this is already half a foot into the realm of land true immortals.

In the entire Vajra Sect, only Master Sonam Che is in control.

And martial will is already a unique field.

Before he could come back to his senses, that touch of sword qi had already slashed at him with an unrivaled momentum.

"No—"

Garovan let out an exclamation, his eyes frightened, and he fled madly into the distance.

At the same time, it burns qi and blood, and the palms are quickly sealed.

Immovable Ming King Seal!

The ground cracked a huge ravine in the raging sword qi, and smoke and dust billowed up.

The earth-shattering sword aura swooped down like a heavenly dragon's roar.

The sword qi penetrated through Garofan's primordial divine appearance, shattering his mind and body.

At the moment when the sword qi was about to descend on his body, Garovan was already bleeding from his seven orifices, and the vitality in his body was rapidly declining.

[Energy +4000000]

"Boom!"

The remaining sword qi slashed at the ground with a loud bang.

Billowing smoke obscured the view.

On the ground, there is a huge ravine dozens of zhang long, which is extremely conspicuous when viewed from top to bottom.

Quiet –

The entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

Only the wind howled.

On the city walls, the morale that had just been boosted by Bibai was now gone, replaced by horror.

On the other hand, on the side of the Ming army, after a short silence, there was an exciting and exciting shout, which shook the heavens and the earth!

"Mighty!"

"Mighty!"

"The Ming army is mighty!"

"The Ming army is mighty!"

A heart-rending roar pierced into the sky.

Bibai's face sank completely, and he slammed his fist on the city wall.

"Rubbish!"

"Rubbish!"

Worship scolded angrily.

He felt cheated.

Boasting about yourself so much, that's the result?

Knowing this, he would not have sent Garoban down, but now he has lost his morale in vain.

He turned his head to look at Bai Wanying on the side, and his tone was slightly cold: "Did you already know?" ”

Bai Wanying said with a surprised face: "What does the prince mean by this?" ”

"Humph!"

Bi Bai snorted coldly, looking unkind.

"It better be!"

"Let's go!"

Bibai turned and left.

Garoba's death disturbed him.

In the past, he once thought that with hundreds of thousands of troops in his hands, ordinary warriors were just a little reckless, but today's scene made him feel a deep chill.

Except for the time when the Yuan Court was pacified, the great grandmaster rarely appeared on the battlefield after that.

What's more, there are very few great grandmasters, and many of them have their own identities and are unwilling to participate in them.

Seeing Bibai leave, Bai Wanying smiled in a low voice, looked down at the city, and a trace of imperceptible jealousy flashed in her eyes.

Although she had expected it, when she saw it with her own eyes, she still felt a sense of shock.

Garovan was not weak, but Lin Mang didn't even take a move.

The Black Lotus Holy Envoy died unjustly.

Bai Wanying's eyes flickered, and she muttered, "It seems that we have to leave this place as soon as possible." ”

Now that the capital is about to revolt, we still have to rush to the capital as soon as possible.

As long as the capital's plan succeeds, Lin Mang will definitely die.

Without that identity, people in the world will lose their fears.

……

Lin Mang put his knife into the sheath and rode Pixiu back to the Chinese army.

Along the way, it suddenly attracted the attention of countless soldiers.

There was undisguised adoration in the fiery gaze.

Li Rusong took a deep breath, and the hand holding the knife tightened slightly.

Just then, a herald arrived on horseback.

"Report!"

"Spy letters, our men intercepted a letter from Bibai and the Mongol tribes."

"The letter says that the Mongol cavalry is about to arrive at the border."

Li Rusong's expression froze.

"Mongol cavalry?"

Looking up at the city wall in front of him, he suddenly understood something.

No wonder Bi Bai will stick to Ningxia City, it turns out that he has been prepared for a long time.

Seeing Li Rusong's solemn face, Lin Mang was surprised: "Is there any problem?" ”

Li Rusong bowed slightly, and said in a deep voice: "The Mongolian cavalry is assembled on the border, and it should be the cavalry of the various departments under Tumut. ”

Although Altan Khan of the Tumut tribe accepted the imperial court as the king of Shunyi, the tribes under his command often went south to attack the border, and there were many frictions with the imperial court.

The intention of this assembly at the border could not be more obvious.

Li Rusong sighed: "The Mongolian cavalry is menacing, if it is really to help each other, we will have to change our plans." ”

If you want to flood Ningxia City, you have to change the canal to divert the water from the Yellow River, but this will take a while.

If they could not do so in a short period of time, they would be attacked from both sides in the event of an onslaught from the Mongol cavalry.

Li Rusong groaned: "Bibai is sticking here, it is likely that he is waiting for the Mongolian cavalry. ”

Lin Mang patted Pixiu, chuckled, and said slowly: "Since this is the case, then crush their hopes." ”

Li Rusong was slightly stunned, and hurriedly said: "Lord Lin......"

"Don't worry."

"It's enough for this official to lead the brocade guards."

Lin Mang waved his hand lightly, and gradually moved away with his back to the army.

……

Yellow Sand Castle,

This place is not far from Ningxia City.

Lin Mang's eyes were slightly closed, and he waited quietly with the knife in one hand.

Behind him were three thousand horses and brocade guards.

After a long time, the ground suddenly trembled slightly, and some small stones jumped on the ground.

After a few breaths, the roar resounded, sweeping from all directions of heaven and earth, and the sound became louder and louder, like the roar of the sea.

In the distance, the smoke and dust that obscured the sky and the sun were spreading towards this place, like a tornado, like a tornado, and a great earthquake trembled.

In the air, there was a faint sense of slaughter.

On the horizon in the distance, a torrent appeared, and this torrent seemed to be connected with heaven and earth, crushing it.

Pixiu let out a low growl.

The sound gradually passed through the wind, exuding endless majesty.

As a heaven and earth beast, its bloodline has a natural oppression for ordinary beasts.

Suddenly, the fierce horses that were galloping towards were in a restless commotion.

The horses in the front row bore the brunt and fell to the ground.

For a time, there were countless tramples, and the wails were endless.

Pixiu looked disdainful.

The thunder under the hooves beat wildly.

But after all, it was a fierce horse running on the grassland, and under the trend of its master, it soon moved forward again.

Lin Mang patted Pixiu, and one man and one beast went up against the army.

"Yu! Yu! ”

The brocade guards behind him drew their knives one after another, driving the fierce horse and slowly moving forward.

In fact, compared to the 130,000 defenders in the city, these tens of thousands of cavalry were easier to deal with.

The Mongol cavalry was drawn from all the tribes, and there was no denying their individual strength, but they were much worse in terms of military discipline.

They will be afraid, they will be afraid.

In this wasteland, Pixiu is a natural hunter.

He was reluctant to break the city, because he didn't want the future army to rely on the great master, but at this critical moment to quell the chaos, he didn't want to be disturbed by these inconsequential people.

As Pixiu moved forward, Lin Mang's momentum was gradually rising, and the true yuan was faintly overflowing.

An invisible momentum slowly rose from him.

At this moment, Lin Mang's whole person seemed to be integrated into the knife, and the whole thing seemed to be a knife.

Gradually, it got closer.

The Mongol cavalry also saw the enemy in front of them, and at the same time drew their swords one after another.

The slow pace began to gallop.

Among the Mongol cavalry, a man dressed in armor and a rough face stared ahead and shouted, "Crush them!" ”

He recognized the outfits of the men.

Jinyiwei!

This is the pro-army of the Great Son of Tomorrow.

Looking at it, there are no more than 3,000 people at most, and it is too arrogant to want to stop them with 50,000 Mongolian iron horsemen alone.

They are the most outstanding warriors of the Immortal Heavens.

Without the slightest superfluous remarks, Lin Mang just slowly pulled out the embroidered spring knife.

Suddenly, a glimmer of light seemed to appear in the smoke and dust, like the rising sun, breaking through the fog.

The boundless sword intent shrouded a radius of several miles.

The sword qi was like a gossamer, with Lin Mang as the center, spreading out in all directions.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

One by one, the fierce horses burst apart as they galloped, and blood rained all over the sky.

Immediately after, Pixiu galloped, like a sharp arrow, and fiercely chiseled into the military formation.

At the same time, the brocade guards also galloped wildly.

"Kill!"

With a roar, the three thousand brocade guards rushed into it.

In an instant, the people flipped on their backs, and a huge gap appeared in the center of the rushing Mongolian iron cavalry, and the Mongolian soldiers fell in rows.

As the light of the sword slashed, it carried a howling hurricane, tearing apart the surrounding military formations.

Under a single sword, thousands of people were killed.

Soon, the military formation was chiseled through, and at this moment, Lin Mang turned around and led the Jinyi guard to charge the battle again.

When the Mongol cavalry formation was cut through several times in succession, the army quickly began to break up.

Frightened, frightened, flustered......

All kinds of emotions permeated the hearts of everyone and spread rapidly.

50,000 cavalry, at this moment began to completely disperse.

The army was in complete disarray.

When the rout began, it was out of control.

The Mongol cavalry began to flee in all directions in a panic.

Corpses left in the ground.

Pixiu stepped in the blood and slowly walked in front of a man in armor.

Zacdo raised his head in horror, and the strange beast in front of him gave him an incomparably terrifying feeling.

Lin Mang looked down at him condescendingly, and said indifferently: "Bring a word to King Shunyi for this official." ”

"Tell him!"

"If you dare to set foot on the land of Daming again, this official will definitely take his head!"

When the last words fell, Pixiu had already turned away.

Zakdo looked into the distance in a daze, looking at the dead and wounded Mongolian cavalry, lost his soul.

He wanted to shout at the other party's arrogance, but for some reason, he felt that what the man said seemed to be true......