The sun rises in the east, spewing red glow, swaying light, shining on the world.

But at the Juyong Pass of the Great Wall, no one cares about the brilliance and warmth of the day, looking into the distance, iron-clad, fearless and fearless.

"Boom!"

The Mongolian iron cavalry appeared violently, a piece of black oppression, innumerable, endless, the earth was shaking, the city was shaking, and all the spirits were terrified.

Above the Yongguan Pass.

"The Mongol iron cavalry is all dispatched, and Temujin is about to have a decisive battle. If you win, the glory of the Han people will last forever! If you lose, the Han people in the world will be slaughtered!"

"Behind us are thousands of Han people, our brothers and sisters, so I can't wait!"

"Gentlemen, are you willing to face off against Mongolia with this king and decide the winner!" Li Lin faced the Mongolian iron cavalry with an army of nearly 500,000 troops, his face was as usual, and he was not afraid.

"I am willing to follow the prince and fight a decisive battle against Mongolia, and if you don't win, you will die!"

"I am willing to follow the prince and fight a decisive battle against Mongolia, and if you don't win, you will die!"

Everyone clasped their fists and shouted, their eyes were indifferent, their bodies were straight, they looked straight ahead, unmoved, and put life and death out of the way.

The voices of the soldiers were like thunder, their morale was high, and there was no trace of fear on their blood-stained faces, but instead there was a kind of perseverance, a kind of perseverance that regarded death as home.

"Since the Han people want to die, then Ben Khan will fulfill them!"

Temujin wanted to persuade him to surrender, but when he heard this sound that resounded in the sky, he was moved and immediately changed his mind.

"Jochi, Ogedei, Muhuali, Chilaowen, Borhu, Borshu, Kublai, Jochitai, Fearaer, Jebe......"

Every time Temujin called out a person's name, a great man stood up, with a shawl and armor, holding a halberd and a sword, majestic and awe-inspiring, like small iron towers, oppressing the void and shaking the four wildernesses.

"Bring your own troops and horses and attack Juyong Pass!" Temujin drew his sword and pointed straight ahead.

"No!"

The generals shouted, then turned around, turned over and mounted their horses, the war drums rumbled, the horses neighed, the iron horses trampled, the blood flags fluttered, the boundless dust was rolled, the yellow sand was splashed, like a fragmented arrow, rushed forward.

The Red Flame Army, like a blazing dragon, inspires raging flames; the Tempest Army, like a fierce wind, sets off a storm; and the Arm Army, like a chariot, is like the arm of a body, and the rain of arrows pierces through the clouds and breaks through the void......

The son of Temujin, the four heroes of Mongolia, and the ten heroes of Mongolia, have launched the power of the battle array, and the image of the military soul shook the heavens and the earth, swept more than ten miles, and approached Juyong Pass in an instant.

"Ask the world, who is the master of ups and downs? Only I am a great Mongolia!" Temujin looked at Juyong Pass from afar, and his heart was surging.

"Boom!"

The dragon roared, the storm swept in, and the arrows rained down...... All kinds of visions came overwhelmingly, swept across the sky, and covered down.

"All the soldiers listened to the order: Shenji Battalion, shoot, Divine Arm Battalion, release arrows! Ruijin Battalion, Jumu Battalion...... Thick Earth Camp ...... Strike!"

Xu Da was not in a hurry and ordered very calmly.

The Divine Arm Battalion replaced it with a special projectile, and with a bang, a shining light crossed the void, a blood flower bloomed, and a Mongolian fell down...... In the thick soil camp, a piece of earthy yellow shields nearly a zhang high was erected, and a piece of dark yellow light rose to the sky, blocking the boundless vision.

"Bang bang bang!"

The Mongol attack was castrated, smashing down, emitting terrifying fluctuations, and the overflowing divine light pierced through people's bodies, shattering the city, and splashing a cloud of stones and blood mist.

"Poof!poof!poof......"

The soldiers of the Houtu Battalion all fell to the ground, spitting blood from their mouths and rolling their eyes, and most of the Ruijin Battalion and the Flame Battalion on both sides were also damaged and burst open.

Under the city, although the Mongolian side is not comfortable, there are many casualties, but after all, after many years of fighting, countless countries have been destroyed, and the elite level is still above Li Lin's side.

But in terms of attack, the goal of the Mongol side has been achieved, and tens of thousands of elite iron cavalry have attacked under the city and began to attack the city.

At this time, the hundreds of thousands of troops in the rear of Mongolia also moved, roaring forward, and the mountains and rivers trembled, as if a tsunami was fluctuating and impacting.

"Kill!"

Liu Bowen snorted lightly, and with a sword of cold light, he killed a Mongol.

"Deng Yu is here, and the Mongols will die for Ben!"

"Is it true that my Han people are incompetent?

"If you give it a few more years, I'll kill you like a dog!"

A venerable general made a move, as soon as the long sword fell, the blood mist was sprinkled, and the head soared into the sky, and the Mongolian soldiers fell, and the corpses fell to the city wall and turned into flesh and blood.

"What a bold man, he dared to kill my Mongolian warrior!"

"After this battle, we will slaughter tens of millions of Han people!"

"In this battle, the Han people should be destroyed, and the Mongols should be prosperous!"

"I am Mongolian, invincible!"

The Mongol generals such as Jochi, Wokotai, Muhuali, Chilaowen, and Borshu had already killed their red eyes, jumped to the city wall, drew their swords and slashed and killed, and more than a dozen Han people fell in an instant; at this moment, when they saw that the Mongolian warriors were killed by the Han generals, they were immediately furious and killed them directly.

"Hurry!" Under the city, hundreds of meters away, the Mongol general Jebe aimed at a Han general and shot a god-like arrow feather.

"Phew!"

Arrows fall and people die!

A member of the Han will fall, his eyes wide open, and he will not blink to death.

"Whoa!"

The sound of piercing the sky sounded, and the gods shuttled through the void, the sound came, the arrows fell, and people died!

Jebel is worthy of the name of the marksman, the arrows are not missing, and he has killed more than a dozen Han generals in a row, and he is unstoppable!

"Mongolian marksman?!" Jebe's outburst was seen by Li Lin, "Bat King, you go, kill it!"

"It's a little thing. ”

The Blue Winged Bat King Wei smiled and smiled, not caring at all, the blue light flashed, pierced the sky, and went straight to Jebe.

"Well?!, that blue light ......"

Jebe reacted quickly, the arrow turned, a string sounded, and the spirit was blazing, heading straight for Qingguang.

"Poof!"

Jebel's arrow was in the middle of the blue light, and a blood flower bloomed, but before Jebel was happy, the blue light was faster, and in the blink of an eye, it came to Jebe's side, and with a click, his right shoulder was torn, and the flesh was blurred, almost useless.

Jebe's body shook, fell from his horse, fell into the formation and disappeared, the bloody aura was permeated, and the Mongolian soldiers overlapped one after another, blocking the blue light.

The blue-winged bat king Wei smiled angrily, and killed dozens of Mongolian soldiers in a row, and was suddenly locked by a terrible killing machine, but it was the Mongolian warrior who rushed over.

It turned out that Temujin saw that there were warriors on Li Lin's side, and with a wave of his hand, warriors of all ethnic groups from within Mongolia and from the north and south of the world rushed to kill.

They were either because of the strength of the Mongols, or because of wealth, or because of all their strength, or because of other ...... Chose to take refuge in Mongolia.

Wei Yixiao soared into the sky, and the goshawk of the thirteen Mongolian warriors chased after him, condensing the three-eyed condor law and fighting with Wei Yixiao's blue-winged bat law.

Yang Xiao and Fan Yao, the envoys of the left and right of light, fought against the twenty-four lamas, the purple-shirted dragon king Dai Qisi fought against the three envoys of Fengyun and the Moon from Persia, the white-eyed eagle king Yin Tianzheng fought against the remaining two Mongolian thirteen warriors, and the golden lion king Xie Xun, the five scattered people and the thirty-three Europa swordsmen......

Mingjiao, Chuanyun warriors and Mongolian powerhouses fought, the red light filled the sky, the gods were bright, and the endless breath dispersed the chaotic clouds and annihilated the void, making the whole heaven and earth colorful and visionary.

The Mongol army rushed over, nearly 500,000 people, and the black pressure was overwhelming, and if the dark clouds were rolling, it brought great heaviness to the Han people; the morale of the generals gradually declined, and their hearts were weak.

Li Lin remained silent, waved his big hand, boomed, the artillery roared in unison, and the cannonballs fell like meteorites, the flames were everywhere, the iron pieces were one after another, and countless Mongolian soldiers died tragically.

"It's ......"

Jochi, Wokotai, Mu Huali and other generals changed their colors, looked at each other, and the secret path was indeed the case; when they asked for battle, they speculated that the Han people might still have artillery shells in their hands, but they still chose to attack, because they ...... The grain and grass are running out, and the cold winter is coming!

Temujin remained silent, stood up, walked a little, and went straight into the air, a golden light appeared at his feet, like a golden bridge, telling the void, and with a wave of his hand, the cannonballs were annihilated and turned into dust.

"Temujin, do you want to do it now?"

Li Lin's big hand slapped out, and with a bang, the golden bridge shattered, collapsed in all directions, and then disappeared.

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