Chapter 82, the Mongolian retreat, the five uniques on Huashan

Then, Li Shucheng thought of the Golden Wheel Dharma King again. King Jinlun, a lama who was very prestigious among the Mongolian nobility and a lama who was named a national teacher, did not preach well, and took advantage of the rare opportunity to promote Tantric Buddhism, but wanted to make meritorious contributions with martial arts. The good swimmer drowned and finally lost his life.

Seeing that he passed on Guo Xiang's martial arts at the end, he had already figured it out and looked away. It's just that I don't know if he regrets it, regretting that he didn't accept Li Shucheng's suggestion at the beginning.

"Fellow travelers, although the Mongols have lost the Golden Wheel Dharma King, the supreme master, their army casualties are not large. And without Master and Li Daxia, who burned the grain and grass in the rear, they would soon be able to regain their strength. Next, it is the most dangerous time for Xiangyang City. I hope that you will defend Xiangyang City with one heart and one mind and withstand the Mongol offensive. In another month, the weather will be cold, and if you block this time, there will be no big war this year. Guo Jing summed up the current situation facing Xiangyang and said.

Although the situation is critical, most of the people attending the meeting are people who have participated in the defense of the city over the years, and life and death have long been downplayed. If they were afraid of death, they would not have come to Xiangyang City.

For two days in a row, the Mongol army did not move at all, and the people in the city were very strange: "Why hasn't the Mongol army attacked the city yet?"

"What? You want the Mongols to attack the city! If you really want to attack the city, don't pee your pants. Cheng Heizi on the side said with a smile. Everyone has been in the army for a long time, and it is just right to joke and relax when the atmosphere is depressed, which is their secret before the war.

"I'm going to pee my pants? I'm kidding! I'm thinking about cutting two Mongols. Wu San, who spoke before, sighed and said, "Some time ago, I could have killed three Mongols, and I had already stabbed him in the shoulder in the last one, but Ma San picked him up and cut off his head with a knife. ”

"Don't worry, there is a chance to kill the Mongols. Cheng Heizi said, "Now cheer up and pay attention to the movement on the other side." ”

"It's been three days, what else can be done on the other side?" Wu San asked, "Could it be that Yang Daxia scared the other party a few days ago?" Although General Guo often killed the enemy, he didn't kill the opponent's master, didn't he? This time the Mongols were the most powerful masters who died, and I heard that they were still national teachers, this was a Mongolian official! Perhaps, he was really frightened and didn't dare to attack the city again.

The city of Xiangyang wondered why the Mongol army did not move, and could only prepare for defense. In the camp outside the city, Kublai Khan was convening his henchmen to discuss whether to attack the city or retreat. They had already received news of Möngke Khan's death and were discussing how to deal with it.

In fact, Kublai Khan already had a plan in his heart, and this deliberation was to unify his thoughts. The news of Möngke Khan's death took him by surprise, and a wave of excitement welled up in his heart before his grief could rise. If Möngke Khan does not die, no matter how many military exploits he makes, he will only be a prince, and even the most powerful prince is only a prince. It is even possible to be separated to the far west like the other cousins, and rarely come back once a year. Now that Möngke Khan is dead, as long as he does it well, he will also have the opportunity to sit in the only seat in the world and reign over the world.

A kind of confidant to discuss and discuss, fight or withdraw, and some people say that the will of the above is not moving, but this is obviously not in line with Kublai Khan's wishes, but he is not good at saying his own purpose.

Kublai Khan was obviously a man of strategy and means, and his henchmen below were noisy and shouting for a long time without getting to the point, but he still listened with a smile and did not show the slightest impatience or displeasure. Until his most important confidant spoke: "My subordinates feel that the most important thing for the prince to do at this time is to withdraw his troops and return to the capital, so as not to be removed from the right to lead the army if he is not in the court." "The withdrawal of the army is different from the withdrawal of the army, the withdrawal of the army is only a retreat, it may not be far to retreat, maybe fifty miles, maybe one or two hundred miles, but it is always in a city not far from the border, and the withdrawal of the army back is to pull the team back directly. Think about the more than 100,000 people in the Middle Route Army, even if they only bring 50,000 or 60,000 back, then who would dare to remove Kublai Khan's official position?

Although the henchmen did not think of one place with him, the idea of withdrawing troops and returning to the capital was the same. And saying this can make a group of subordinates agree, so Kublai Khan said: "Bo Hu is right, although the throne of this king is divided, but the position in this king's army is obtained by this king by military merits, of course, he must find a way to keep it." Therefore, this king decided to follow what Bo Hu said, and tomorrow the army will set off for the capital. ”

Everyone in Xiangyang City waited for two days, and seeing that Mongolia had not moved, and the discussion could not achieve results, Yang Guo suggested a night attack, and sent elite soldiers to burn into the Mongolian camp and burn the grain and grass in the Mongolian camp.

However, it is also difficult to burn grain and grass, Kublai Khan's army is very vigilant, it is useless to send fewer people, and if there are more people, the strength to defend Xiangyang will be weak, and they are afraid that the Mongol army will attack the city directly.

Before a result could be discussed, the Mongol army withdrew the next day.

"Why did the Mongol army retreat?" Guo Jing said, standing on the city wall, watching the Mongol army retreat in an orderly manner. Everyone has been discussing in the past few days, and they all think that the Mongols will continue to attack the city after waiting for enough food and grass, and no one expected that the Mongols would retreat at this time.

"Perhaps, it was Meng Ge who was hit by Yang Guo's flying stone and died. Li Shucheng said with a smile, "Kublai Khan is now in a hurry to go back and compete for the Khan throne, so he withdrew his troops." Although this is the case, there is no specific news now, and Li Shucheng can only say maybe.

"It's really possible!" Huang Rong's eyes lit up and said, "Otherwise, what else can make Kublai Khan withdraw his troops at this time?"

Guo Jing immediately sent spies to go deep into Mongolia to find out the news. Ten days later, the spies sent back the news, and sure enough, as Li Shucheng said, after Meng Ge was hit by Yang Guofeishi, he died within a few days.

Everyone laughed and rejoiced, and praised Yang Guo vigorously. Yang Guo is indeed worthy of praise, Meng Ge personally led a large army to attack the Great Song Dynasty this time, and the four armies went together, originally rushing to destroy the Great Song Dynasty, he made Meng Ge seriously injured and died with a flying stone, and Mongolia withdrew its troops and saved the entire Great Song Dynasty.

The Mongols withdrew their troops and temporarily fell into the vortex of internal power struggles. Everyone in Xiangyang City, especially Guo Jing and his wife, rarely have leisure time. A group of people chatted about the war and the past, and suddenly remembered that it had been almost forty years since the second Huashan Sword Debate, and their hearts moved, and they decided to go to Huashan for a trip.

At the foot of Mount Hua, the group met a sturdy monk in his fifties and sixties and a little monk of eleven or twelve years old chasing Yin Kexi and Mani Xing, wanting to recover the Dharma handbook "Ranga Sutra" stolen by the two. This scripture Li Shucheng read back then, and it was the scripture that recorded "Jiuyang Divine Skill". When Li Shucheng mixed into Shaolin, he had never seen the fifty or sixty-year-old Jueyuan monk in front of him.

Yang Guo saw that the little monk was invincible, and taught a few tricks casually, startling the two away, and the old monk thanked him and called the little monk to chase after him. This little monk is the future Wulin Taishan Beidou, the generation of grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng who founded the Wudang faction, and at this time he was still called Junbao, a Shaolin miscellaneous disciple without a word.

On the north peak, everyone sighed. After a short break, Huang Rong said: "The first two Huashan swords were ranked as the top five names, and when you fight, tell me how to arrange them this time?"

"It's not easy to get a name this time. Li Shucheng said with a smile, "There are too many people, and the five directions of east, west, south, north and middle are no longer enough." ”

"Yes, the older generation is old and strong, and the younger ones have also grown up, and the martial arts have really entered their heyday. Huang Xie sighed.

"Otherwise, the older generation of Eastern Evil, Southern Monks, and Northern Beggars will not be lined up. Li Shucheng proposed.

"There are still seven people, and even if the old urchin is not counted, there are still six people. Huang Rong said.

"Six? That's right, Mingyue and I hardly walk around the rivers and lakes, so don't count us in. Li Shucheng said. This name has no meaning to him and Jiang Mingyue, and it doesn't matter if you don't want it.

"Not counting the two of you, there's one less. Huang Rong smiled, "I think you and your husband and wife are counted, and the little sister will be exempted." ”

"I think so. Li Shucheng thought for a while and said, "We don't count as husband and wife, plus Senior Zhou." Mrs. Guo, you are the son and daughter of Huang's predecessors, and you happen to inherit the position of Dongxie, and you are the think tank of the Xiangyang defenders, so you are called Dongzhi. Yang Guo killed Meng Ge in Bashu, and he is the righteous son of the West Poison, and the heavy sword swordsmanship makes the big open and close, wild and unrestrained, it is called the West Madness. Although Guanying moved to the north, he grew up in the south, and he destroyed his family to help the two guards Xiangyang. plus Zhou's seniors, he is a naughty boy in the East and West, the South and the North, it seems to be not bad. ”

"Sounds good, but you husband and wife ......," Huang Rong said.

"We stay at home for a long time, and we don't walk much in the rivers and lakes, but we don't have the face to occupy any name. Li Shucheng said with a smile, "If people like us can get a name, then there are more people who can get a name." ”

"In addition to what we are familiar with, there are still masters in the world?" Huang Rong asked.

"Of course there is. Li Shucheng said with a smile, "According to the Seventh Duke, there are two in the Great Song Palace, and one has left the palace and returned to the mountain." In addition, a few years ago, Mingyue and I met someone in the Western Regions, who was a descendant of a hidden sect more than a hundred years ago, and maybe there were several of them there. That's just what I know, and there must be hidden masters in the world that I don't know. ”

"It turns out that there are so many masters in the world!" Yang Guo sighed when he heard this. He has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and he has not met a strange master, thinking that there are only a few masters in the world that he knows.

"You are also a master now!" Li Shucheng said with a smile, "And with your qualifications, it should be easy to continue to work hard to cultivate and break through the innate nature." ”

After revisiting the North Peak and arranging the name, everyone was separated, Guo Jing and Lu Guanying returned to Xiangyang, Li Shucheng and Jiang Mingyue returned to Suzhou, and Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu stayed to worship Ouyang Feng.

The sun moved westward, the figure passed away, and the empty north peak stood.