"King Kong Gate people, perform light skills, rush up the city wall, go out of the city along the city wall, and break through with all your might!" Shenggerdan used his internal strength and commanded loudly.

Seventy or eighty figures rushed out of the Isis death squad, and they were about to run towards the city wall, and Shenggerdan and several Tianzun opened the way in front and fought bloodily.

At this time, more than 120 people rushed out of the Ming army, and it was the Shaolin Temple and Wudang faction masters disguised as the Ming army, and they stepped forward to intercept the people of the King Kong Gate.

Seven masters of the Wudang faction, including Zhou Yunbi and Yun Wanli, laid down the Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation to stop the leading Shenggeldan, and the eight senior monks of the Shaolin faction Zhenzi generation and Wuzi generation stopped the Yongwu Tianzun, the Cold Face Tianzun, the Spicy Hand Tianzun, the Impermanence Tianzun, the white-faced Tianzun, the Frost Tianzun and others.

The strength of the masters of the King Kong Gate was inferior to the masters of Shaolin Wudang, and at this time, they were deeply trapped in the army and besieged by the Ming army and the Uygur army, which was even worse.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Shenggerdan got rid of the Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation, and threw two punches in a row to repel Master Zhenyan and Zhending. He no longer cared about the rest of the people of the King Kong Gate, and performed light skills alone, rushed to the city wall, and then followed the city wall and went down.

The arrows of the archers guarding the gates rained down on him, and he swept away all the bows and arrows that came close. Occasionally, a few arrows landed on him, and they were also shocked by the power of his golden bell jar, which could not hurt him.

Dugu Xiaotian watched Shenggerdan fight out of the siege and disappeared under the city, and sighed lightly. "This person has made great achievements, and ordinary knives and arrows are difficult to hurt, which is really powerful."

After another moment, Ma Rui's death squad had all been wiped out, and Ma Rui committed suicide. With the help of Shaolin and Wudang masters, the Ming army and Kazakhs suffered only more than 300 casualties.

There are only cold-faced Tianzun and Impermanent Tianzun in the King Kong Gate, and they took eight light skill masters to escape from the city while they were in chaos. The rest of the King Kong Gate masters who came to attack the city this time were not spared. Yongwu Tianzun Chaqinli had a high level of martial arts, and he had a great hope of escaping, but in order to cover the retreat of the King Kong Sect people, he died under the siege of the Shaolin faction masters.

Spicy hand Tianzun was injured and surrendered, he did a lot of evil, full of evil, the martial arts heroes couldn't spare him, and Master Zhending personally shot him to death.

Nuhadin, who was closed by the Jade Gate, held out for a quarter of an hour, and the 100,000 soldiers and horses of the Chinese army and the rear army finally converged with him and fought fiercely with the elite cavalry of the Ming army. The Ming cavalry was covered by archers at the head of the city, and for a time the Yisi army was inseparable.

"Dugu Shaoxia, please allow my Uyghur warriors to go out of the city to fight and take revenge!" Uyghur Chief Hari bowed and saluted, pleading.

Dugu Xiaotian stared at the fierce battle outside the city, muttered for a long time, and replied softly: "Great Leader Haribai, wait a little longer!" ”

"Knock knock!" The war drums sounded, the smoke and dust rose from the east, and the elite of the 50,000 Ming army pushed the chariot and rushed to the battlefield.

Dugu Xiaotian saw that the reinforcements outside the pass had arrived, so he nodded and ordered to the people on the city wall: "Open the west gate, and the 80,000 troops of the Ming army and the Kazakh army in the city will go out of the city and defeat the Isis army under the city in one fell swoop." ”

"Squeak!" There was a unique sound of trumpets from the rear army of Is, and Nuhadin was panicking when he saw the Ming chariots and infantry troops rushing to the east. Hearing the sound of the horn of retreat, he did not hesitate any longer, and hurriedly issued the order to withdraw.

The 100,000 Isis army was ordered to retreat, but in a hurry, the army was chaotic and slow.

The west gate of Yumen Pass was wide open, and countless Ming troops and Uyghur soldiers rushed out, and they fought bravely against the ISI army, adding to the panic of the retreating ISI soldiers.

Nuhadin let out a long sigh and led the elite guards to resist the Ming and Uyghur coalition forces that rushed out of Yumen Pass, covering the retreat of the main army of Islam. At this time, the elite infantry of the Ming army, which rushed from the east, had already divided the retreating Isis army into two sections.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Nuhadin led more than 200 elite guards to break out of the encirclement and flee back to the ISIS camp.

Two hours later, silence returned to the outside of the Jade Gate, and corpses were strewn all over the field. Both sides of the war collected their horses and dealt with the dead soldiers.

In this battle, the Islamic army was defeated, suffering heavy casualties and losing more than 70,000 people. More than 20,000 people were killed and wounded by the Ming army at Yumen Pass, and more than 1,000 Uyghurs were killed.

At dawn, Dugu Xiaotian stood at the head of the city, looking at the rising sun, his eyes revealing endless sadness.

"Wound 1,000 enemies, 800 self-inflicted!" Dugu Xiaotian was silent for a long time and muttered to himself.

"Laughing, you have to cheer up! There are still 100,000 Isis troops outside the city. Song Shuling comforted softly.

Dugu Xiaotian turned around and smiled indifferently, "Xiaoyue, arrange for a messenger to deliver a letter to the Holy Maiden Falima, and seven days later, we will negotiate peacefully in front of the Yumen Pass." I will write a letter here, and the flying pigeon will send a letter to the Holy Lord today, asking the Holy Lord to send a delegation here to discuss the details of the war and peace talks. ”

Li Xiaoyue's heart trembled, and then nodded.

Zhu Cuixian bit her lip and said softly: "Xiaotian, now that the situation is very good, as long as we take advantage of the victory to pursue and eliminate the 100,000 Yisi troops under the pass, it will not be a difficult matter." In this way, Timur's vitality will inevitably be greatly damaged, and within more than ten years, he will not want to get involved in the Central Plains again. Why do you want peace talks at this time? ”

Dugu Xiaotian didn't answer, he looked at Zhu Cuixian with blazing eyes, "The sea is tolerant of all rivers, and there is tolerance, and the Islamic Sect just wants to promote the teachings in Middle-earth." There is no need to fight for hundreds of years for this, it wants to come, so come. ”

When Zhu Cuixian heard this, her body trembled, and her eyes shot out a divine light of disbelief. She was silent for a moment, her pretty face turned red, and she said in a low voice: "Brother Dugu, I am narrow-minded, you are wiser than the sky, and you are far-sighted, I admire you very much!" ”

Song Shuling grinned, "Do you admire or like it?" If you like it, it's okay to give it to you. ”

"Shuling..."Zhu Cuixian's face turned red when she heard this, she didn't know how to answer, and she couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into. She stomped her foot, performed light skills, and ran away.

Song Shuling and Li Xiaoyue were amused by this scene, they had no ladylike demeanor, and Dugu Xiaotian's originally depressed mood couldn't help but be a little cheerful.

In the midst of Isshuai's account, the atmosphere was depressing. The Saint Falima changed her usual calm and self-confidence, and frowned.

"Marshal Nuhadin, how's our loss count?" Farma was silent for a long time and asked softly.

Nuhadine's face was pale, and his hands trembled. This was the worst defeat that Nuhaddin had encountered in the 20 years since he led his troops, and it dealt a great blow to his confidence.

"Seventy thousand of the elite of Islam were killed, 20,000 were slightly wounded, and there are less than 80,000 of the ISI sergeants available, in addition, there are about 20,000 people available for ethnic minorities such as Uzbeks, Xibe, Yi, and Zhuang." Nuhadin took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice.

When the generals in the handsome account heard this, their faces were sad and sad. The general Ye Ergu stood up, "Holy Maiden, Marshal, please give me 30,000 military horses, tomorrow I will fight to the death with the Ming army to avenge the dead brothers!" ”

"Sit down!" Falima screamed, and Ye Ergu's face turned pale, and he hurriedly sat back in his chair.

"We have already lost this battle, and we cannot add any more unnecessary casualties." Falima said with a sad face.

There was silence in the tent, and everyone already knew the result, but they didn't want to admit it.

"I will tell Lord Sa'an the details of this place, and take all the responsibility for the defeat." Farma then softened.

"Holy Maiden!" Hearing this, Nuhadin was ashamed and ashamed, and hurriedly stopped him. He sighed, "In vain I have been crisscrossing Arabia for 20 years, and I have gone through 26 battles large and small, and I have never been defeated!" Today's fiasco is my own arrogance. ”