"Ben Khan will pass the order to Brother Wang, let him lead the troops to attack Xiangyang, this time it is bound to scare the courage of the monarchs and ministers of the Song State, so that all countries will no longer dare to be enemies of my Great Yuan."

Meng Ge slapped the armrest of the seat and said angrily.

looked into the distance, and seemed to see the towering city wall that had repeatedly blocked the attacks of Meng Yuan's iron cavalry, and said hatefully:

"If it weren't for the old Taoist priest of Wudang, how could my Dayuan Iron Cavalry be stopped by a small Xiangyang City."

He hates, Meng Yuan Iron Cavalry, unparalleled in the world, has always been invincible, invincible, but there is no way to take a Xiangyang City, this is the shame of the entire Meng Yuan.

Meng Yuan couldn't conquer Xiangyang, not because Meng Yuan's iron cavalry was not elite enough, not because the defenders of Xiangyang were too powerful, but because of Zhang Laodao in Wudang Mountain.

In the past, Zhang Laodao broke into the Mengyuan Palace alone with a sword, killing a river of blood, and the founder of Mengyuan, the "Mandate of Heaven Zhenren", was hijacked by Zhang Laodao and had to order the withdrawal of troops.

Since then, the Mandate of Heaven has died of depression, and Meng Yuan did not dare to attack Xiangyang with all his might, and most of the time he ran away after grabbing resources.

Because of an old way, he was worried, and even delayed Meng Yuan's pace of dominating the world, just thinking about it, Meng Ge had the urge to vomit blood in anger.

"Master, if you and the Golden Wheel National Master strike together, can you kill the old Taoist priest of Wudang."

Meng Ge looked at the Golden Wheel Dharma King, the junior disciple of the National Teacher, the Steel Wheel Dharma King, and asked through gritted teeth.

Although he hated Zhang Laodao so much, Zhang Laodao left him with such a deep impression that he didn't dare to call Zhang Laodao's name.

"Don't hide it from the Great Khan, Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts have been perfected, and his cultivation has reached the peak, even if the poor monk and the senior brother join forces, the chance of winning will not exceed two percent."

The wide and fat Steel Wheel Dharma King smiled slightly bitterly, his Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong had reached the eighth level, which was only slightly inferior to his senior brother Golden Wheel Dharma King, and he was regarded as a first-class master in the entire rivers and lakes.

But in front of that terrifying Zhang Laodao, who didn't look like a person, he was not a fart at all, and he had no doubt that Zhang Sanfeng could easily crush him.

Back then, Zhang Sanfeng broke into the Mengyuan Palace with a single sword, but he watched his master die under Zhang Sanfeng's true martial sword.

"Is there no one in the world who can defeat him?"

Meng Ge's face changed, extremely ugly, and he deeply felt that Zhang Sanfeng was immortal, and Meng Yuan's great cause was difficult to achieve.

"Quanzhen Sect Wang Chongyang may be able to compete with Zhang Sanfeng, but ......"

The Wheel Dharma King glanced at Meng Ge and did not continue to finish his words.

Meng Ge snorted coldly, Quanzhen Sect Wang Chongyang knew that it was not surprising that the head of the Central Plains Five Uniques, and his strength could compete with Zhang Sanfeng, but it was tantamount to making Wang Chongyang do things for Meng Yuan, which was tantamount to being more difficult than ascending to the sky.

His Lao Tzu "Heavenly Mandate Zhenren" once asked the Quanzhen Sect Changchun Zhenren Qiu Chuji, and treated him with the courtesy of the national teacher, but Qiu Chuji refused and left abruptly.

Wang Chongyang's apprentice can't win over him, let alone win over Wang Chongyang himself, Meng Ge doesn't think that his personality charm can be better than his father.

"If my senior brother Dragon Elephant Praruo Gong can be practiced to the tenth level, he should be able to compete with Zhang Sanfeng."

At this time, the Dharma King of Steel Wheel came again.

Meng Ge's face turned dark, and he didn't know how difficult the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong was, and when the Golden Wheel Dharma King practiced the tenth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, God knows when he would have to wait.

Instead of pinning his hopes on the Golden Wheel Dharma King to practice the tenth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, he might as well seize the time to recruit a few more martial arts masters in the Central Plains.

"Alas......"

Meng Ge looked up to the sky and sighed, containing too much helplessness and sadness.

Meng Yuan's iron cavalry is enough to make all countries frightened, and he has the strength to dominate the world, but the top masters who play a decisive role are limited, and they are forced to retreat again and again by an old Taoist priest, which is really aggrieved!

......

After receiving Meng Ge's order, Kublai Khan immediately led his troops and horses to attack Xiangyang City.

Meng Yuan's iron cavalry, crisscrossing the world, destroying the country and slaughtering countless cities, the combat power is really unstoppable, not afraid of death, even if Guo Jing and Lu Wende tried their best to defend, there were several times when Meng Yuan almost broke through the city gate.

When the war began, Lin'an received the news as soon as possible and quickly made arrangements.

Lao Zhu, Zhu Biao, Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Jianshen, Zhu Youzhu and others sat in the center, Zhu Di, Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Houzhao, and Zhu Qiyu led the troops to aid Xiangyang.

Of course, the soldiers they brought were all the elites they brought from their respective territories through the time and space channel, and the soldiers of the Song Dynasty did not dare to use them.

"All armies are slashed."

A knife shocked the sky, roaring the wind and clouds, like thousands of troops and horses stepping in all directions, rampage, unstoppable, where the sword light shrouded, countless Mengyuan iron riders scattered blood in the sky.

Three thousand souls were cut off with one sword, and the blood fell into the flames of thousands of troops.

Zhu Di shocked the entire Xiangyang battlefield with a sword, and behind him, three thousand elite cavalry descended the mountain like a Menghu, killing Meng Yuan's iron cavalry without the power to fight back.

Meng Yuan's iron cavalry is fierce and brave, and can be called an invincible iron-blooded army, but after all, it is a mortal fetus, and in the face of the 3,000 cavalry under Zhu Di's cultivated men, he is not an opponent at all.

"It's so strong."

On the city wall of Xiangyang, everyone was dumbfounded, stunned, and unbelievable.

Kill thousands of Mengyuan elite iron horsemen with one sword, manpower? Hell?

In their eyes, Zhu Di's figure is rising infinitely, it is so majestic, so sacred, just like the mythical god of war.

"Terrible!"

A drop of cold sweat slipped from Guo Jing's forehead, he is also one of the top masters in the rivers and lakes, infinitely close to Zhang Sanfeng's level, but he will never be able to cut thousands of troops with one sword.

That's not the level that human beings have attained.

"Kill ......"

The neighing of war horses, the sound of killing shook the sky, Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Qiyu, Zhu Houzhao, and Li Rusong led the troops to kill, rushed into the battlefield and wantonly rushed to kill, chiseling through the Mengyuan iron cavalry formation.

Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Qiyu, and Zhu Houzhao behaved very ordinarily and did not show too strong strength.

Deterrence, it is enough to have Zhu Di, they are still temporarily hidden, which is beneficial to the plan later.

If you show too much, it is easy to let yourself fall into the loss of the people, and it will be detrimental to the plan of destroying the nations in the First World War.

The soldiers brought by the old Zhu family were all elites who had achieved success in martial arts, and their combat power was completely above that of the Mengyuan Iron Cavalry, coupled with Zhu Di's command and dispatch, they quickly disrupted the Mengyuan formation and killed the Mengyuan Iron Cavalry with heavy casualties.

"Hold on to your knives and kill with me."

As soon as he entered the battlefield, Zhu Di seemed to have awakened some strange attribute, and the whole person was boiling with blood and excitement.

There is a kind of person who is born to be suitable for the battlefield.

Zhu Di is undoubtedly this kind of person, and even the cultivation exercises he created are suitable for conquest and killing.

The bloody battle was running, and the bloody light was pervasive, blessing the cavalry's fighting spirit, leading three thousand cavalry to rush left and right, and start an extremely bloody massacre.

It was indeed a massacre, in the face of the elite cavalry with martial arts cultivation, the Mengyuan Iron Cavalry seemed to have become a supple sheep, and could only be harvested by the cavalry led by Zhu Di at will.

When the wolf becomes a sheep, it is no longer a threat and will only be eaten by the more ferocious wolf.

That's the way it is today.

"Lord Wang, withdraw your troops!"

The sudden change caught Meng Yuan off guard, and when he reacted, the fiasco was irreversible, and a group of generals persuaded Kublai Khan to retreat first.