On summer nights, there is a cool breeze, which gently blows away the stuffiness around people, leaving only the heat in the bottom of the heart.

In the Mongolian camp, the commander of ten thousand people, Yan Muli, led 5,000 elite Mongolian troops and fought fiercely with the masters of various martial arts sects.

The Mongolian army was prepared tonight, and most of the soldiers did not sleep. Although they were attacked by the enemy, the Mongolian army did not panic, and one by one the ten-man teams lined up in battle formation and killed the enemy who attacked the camp.

At the time of the first battle, Yan Muli saw that there were only more than 1,000 people who attacked the camp, and he made up his mind. He thought that with the 5,000 Mongolian elites in his hands, he could win the game. He first sent 1,000 soldiers to fight the fire, and then led 4,000 elite soldiers to engage the incoming enemy.

He didn't know that the people who attacked the camp tonight were all martial arts masters gathered in Datong City, and they were all the top figures in the martial arts of the Central Plains today, how could they be compared to ordinary Mongolian soldiers. Even if the Mongolian soldiers formed a battle formation, they were swept away by the heroes of the martial arts.

In just one cup of tea, more than 1,000 people were injured by the elite soldiers in Yanmuli's hands, and the grain, grass and ordnance of the barracks also caught fire. The martial arts heroes only injured more than 30 people.

Yan Muli was horrified, did not dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly sent out red fireworks rockets for help.

Dugu Xiaotian saw three red fireworks rockets rise into the air, his face changed, he hurriedly took out the hourglass in his arms and looked at it a few times.

"Three quarters of an hour to go!" He thought to himself. "Kill and block the Mongolian fire brigade first!" Dugu smiled at Tianyun's internal strength and shouted.

The martial arts masters no longer fought with the main force of the Mongolian army's camp, and divided into ten squads, only around nine grain, grass, ordnance, and stables, killing the Mongolian army who stepped forward to put out the fire.

After two quarters of an hour in this way, Dugu Xiaotian saw that the fire oil of the Sun Moon Sect Fire Banner was really good, and most of the grain, grass and ordnance of the Mongolian army had been burned, and at this time the flames were raging, and the flames had risen two feet high, and it was difficult to extinguish them.

At this time, more than 20,000 horses in the stables in the camp jumped forward and backward, although most of the front legs were cut, and many were unharmed.

"All of them are out and the front legs of the horses are cut!" Dugu smiled and shouted.

The martial arts heroes gathered to the three stables, swords and swords, and there were bursts of neighing of war horses in the stables.

After another quarter of an hour, Dugu Xiaotian ran to the side of Dongzhai Gate and knelt on the ground to listen. When he was escaping from the imperial court in the Mongolian steppe, he learned the art of "listening to the ground" from local herdsmen.

"There is a faint sound of horses' hooves in the east, and there are about five miles left!" Dugu smiled and thought darkly.

"Bring the bodies of the wounded and the dead, all retreat, and the Flame Banner and the Ruijin Banner will be broken!" Dugu Xiaotian shook his hands and threw two blue fireworks rockets into the sky, used enough internal strength, and shouted.

The Great Khan did not wait for the army to retreat together, and he first took more than 100 personal guards and rushed to the foot of the mountain. At the foot of the hill was a thousand cavalry, ready to pursue the defeated army fleeing from the hill at any time.

"Master of personal guards, get on the horse quickly, and follow me to rescue the camp!" With a loud shout, he flew up on his horse, smashed his whip, and ran towards the camp. A group of guards did not dare to slack off, grabbed the horses, and chased to the camp.

The remaining cavalry was slightly stunned, then turned on their horses and trailed away.

The Mongolian army camp was only eight or nine miles away from the foot of the western mountain of Yinshan, and it only took half a quarter of an hour to see the flaming camp in front of it.

Tuohuan's eyes were black, and he almost fell off the horse. He made up his mind and smashed the horse. In a moment, with a thousand cavalry, he rushed into the camp from the west gate.

Dehuan ran into the camp fifty or sixty zhang and restrained the war horse. Seeing that the flames rose in the place where the grain and grass were heavy in the camp, there was no trace of the enemy.

He jumped off his horse, grabbed a Mongolian centurion next to him, and roared, "Where has the enemy gone?" ”

The centurion recognized the Great Khan, and at this time his face was as frightened as earth, and he stammered: "The enemy has just run away from the Beizhai Gate, and it has been less than a stick of incense to leave." ”

"Da Da Da", a team of 1,000 cavalry rushed to the front, and it was the military advisor Zhehuali who returned to the camp.

Tuhuan turned over and shouted: "Military division, quickly lead the cavalry to pursue the enemy with me, and the infantry will do their best to fight the fire!" ”

Zhehuali glanced at the raging fire in the camp, and his face turned pale. Hurriedly led the cavalry and followed the cavalry to the Beizhai Gate.

Tuhuan led two thousand cavalry troops out of Beizhai Gate, chased north, and chased out of Sanli in a moment.

"Fire Flag, set fire!" Seeing the pursuers approaching, Ren Dumad shouted loudly and threw the red order flag towards the straw man pile that had been set up on the road.

"Huhuhu" The more than thirty Flame Banner Sect members behind him aimed their flamethrowers at the straw man pile that was several people tall five feet away, and spewed out flames.

A wall of fire more than ten zhang wide and two zhang high rose on the avenue in an instant. Ren Du laughed wildly, and waved his hand, "Let's withdraw!", The Sun Moon Sect then headed northwest, and disappeared into the vast night after a while.

"Phew!" "Phew! "Phew! Tuhuan and the Mongol cavalry reined in their mounts in front of the fire and retreated a few feet.

Tuhuan looked at the wall of fire in front of him and gritted his teeth. "Back to the camp!" He turned his horse's head and galloped away.

At dawn, the heroes of the martial arts converged in a small valley more than twenty miles northwest of Yinshan.

Dugu Xiaotian counted the number of people with the heads of various factions, and this time the more than 1,600 martial arts masters who ambushed the Mongolian army died more than 200 people and injured more than 300 people, and achieved a great victory.

Although there were dead and injured martial arts people, everyone was accustomed to it, clapping their hands and high-fives in the valley to celebrate.

Qiao Wanyun laughed, "This time is really happy, it's much more enjoyable than last time!" ”

Leng Qingshuang winked at Li Xiaoyue and said with a smile: "In the past twenty years, I have never been so happy as today, Mongolian Tartar, let you know how powerful my Han people are!" ”

Li Xiaoyue's face flushed, and she secretly looked at Dugu Xiaotian sitting on the boulder.

"Master Song, the surrounding dark whistles are all arranged, right?" Dugu Xiaotian asked in a low voice.

"Xiaotian, rest assured, my Wudang faction is a master of light martial arts, and I have set up a secret whistle within a radius of ten miles, and any wind and grass will not be able to hide from us." Song Qingfeng smiled.

After that, he rubbed his hands again and again, "Although the Hongyi cannon was destroyed, it killed thousands of Tartar soldiers, which is really happy!"

Dugu Xiaotian smiled slightly, and said solemnly: "Please ask the head of Song to pass a letter to General Zhou's flying pigeon and report the military situation." Ask General Zhou to send a message to General Zhang, the defender of Yulin, to immediately launch a joint attack, pursue Baili, and further defeat the defeated Tartar army. Remember to use the Wudang secret language to send a message! ”

"Okay, I'll do it immediately" Song Qingfeng hurriedly went down to deliver the message.

"We rested in this small valley for half a day, set off at noon, and traveled 60 miles south from the mountains to Datong." Dugu laughed and shouted.

"Bang Bang!" The heroes in the valley high-fived and celebrated, and the colors thundered.

Song Shuling looked at Dugu Xiaotian with a flushed face, thoughtful, and then her face bloomed like a hundred flowers and laughed.

Zhu Cuixian, who was covered with a light veil, stared at Dugu and smiled for a long time, gritted her teeth, and nodded her head fiercely.