The man fell to his knees and kowtowed gratefully a few times, then stepped aside and ran away.

Wu Min was silent for a while at this time, and after analyzing the current national situation in his mind, he said: "The White Lotus Sect is now in full morale, and the Red Turban Army led by it has won many battles in various provinces, which has always been a huge threat to our imperial court, and now the Central Plains Martial Arts has also been an enemy of our imperial court, if they join forces, the consequences will be really unimaginable, so we have to find a way to destroy the alliance between the White Lotus Sect and the various factions of the martial arts." ”

Shangguan Yu said at this time: "Princess, should we kill the guy named Long Xiaotian halfway and destroy the hero post in his hand, as long as the martial arts factions can't receive the hero posts, then the White Lotus Sect can't have any connection with the martial arts factions." ”

And Zamuhe seemed to have a better way than Shangguan Yu, he walked up to Shangguan Yu and said: "If you want to stop the White Lotus Sect from forming an alliance with the martial arts factions, it is not as simple as destroying a hero post, in my opinion, it is better to directly send troops to destroy the martial arts factions and make the White Lotus Sect isolated, so that we can deal with the White Lotus Sect wholeheartedly." ”

After hearing the remarks of the two, Wu Min shook his head and said, "You two are thinking too simply. ”

As soon as Wu Min said this, Zamuhe guessed that the princess must have a better way than the two of them, so he stepped forward and asked, "Princess, do you have a better way than us?"

Wu Min nodded and replied: "At present, there is no mutual trust between the White Lotus Sect and the various factions of the Martial Arts, we should find a way to create a contradiction between the various factions of the Martial Arts and the White Lotus Sect, so that they can fight each other, and after you lose to the death, our court can reap the benefits of the fisherman." ”

After listening to Wu Min's words, Shangguan Yu, who was good at sycophancy, hurriedly praised: "The princess is really Bingxue smart, such a good plan can be thought of at once, and she really admires the five-body cast." ”

And Wu Min seemed to have long been accustomed to Shangguan Yu's tricks, and seemed to be a little disgusted by his flattery, so he said impatiently: "Okay, okay, don't come to this set, the most important thing at the moment is to find a way to create contradictions between the various factions of the martial arts and the White Lotus Sect." ”

Then, Wu Min said her plan of action.

"Shangguan Yu, Zamuhe, you now return to Dadu and tell my father and the Bloody Cloth Sect about the attempts of the martial arts factions to form an alliance with the White Lotus Sect and rebel against the imperial court. ”

"Princess, what about you? Your father sent you to the Central Plains this time to inquire about the White Lotus Sect, and asked the four of us to fight to protect your safety.

"Yes, princess, we have already found out this important information on this trip to the Central Plains, I think we will go to Beijing to face the saint together, and discuss with the emperor and the Blood Cloth Sect about dealing with the White Lotus Sect and the martial arts factions!"

And Wu Min already has her own plan in mind at this moment.

"No need, don't forget that I still have Mohoren and Sage by my side, and I'm relieved to have the protection of the two of them. In addition, I also want to go to meet the disciple of the Huashan faction named Long Xiaotian, maybe I can find out more information about the various martial arts factions from him. ”

Zha Muhe and Shangguan Yu saw that the princess had a plan, so they were no longer reluctant.

"Now that the princess has a plan, the subordinates are no longer reluctant, we will leave to return to Dadu immediately, and the princess should take care of this trip. ”

After finishing speaking, the two said goodbye to Wu Min one after another, and then rode fast horses and ran in the direction of the north.

On the other hand, after a long journey of several days and nights, Long Xiaotian rode his white whirlwind to a village at the foot of Shaomu Mountain.

When he led his horse through a street at the head of the village, he saw that the village was not only sparsely populated, but also barren fields.

The villagers begged along the street to pick up the weeds on the roadside to satisfy their hunger and gnaw on the bark of the trees, which made Long Xiaotian feel extremely desolate after seeing this scene.

Due to the recent serious flooding of the Yellow River, the drought and flood disasters are serious, so that these people living in the Yellow River area have to live such a hard life in order to survive.

At this time, Long Xiaotian's stomach was already hungry, and when he took out a piece of bread from his backpack and was about to gnaw it, he saw countless villagers looking at him with a hungry and longing look.

A child about six years old, dressed in rags, skinny and sallow-faced, ran to him, stared pitifully at the piece of bread in Long Xiaotian's hand with drooling and said, "Big brother, please give me a piece of bread! I haven't eaten for three days!"

The child's words made Long Xiaotian feel a tingling in his heart, he gently touched the child's head with his hand, and handed him the flatbread without saying a word.

When the boy took the bread, he did not rush to eat it, but tore it into pieces and distributed it to the other poor people who were with him, and the people immediately devoured the bread.

When he was a child, Long Xiaotian's master Qing Songzi taught him to be a chivalrous man and sacrifice himself for others.

So without hesitation, he took out all the dry food and silver he had with him, and gave them to the poor people, and said to them, "Take all this dry food and eat it, and use it to pay for your journey and earn a living elsewhere."

When those poor people saw Long Xiaotian so generous, they all showed gratitude in their hearts, and said to Long Xiaotian: "Shaoxia is really warm-hearted, the Bodhisattva will definitely bless you, and you will definitely have a good reward." ”

Long Xiaotian nodded slightly to them, and then led the horse and continued to walk in the direction of the interior of the village.

Suddenly, he saw a group of Mongol soldiers with scimitars in their hands walking towards a place with a group of Han Chinese people of about sixty years old, both men and women.

Around the detainees, a group of young Han Chinese were crying out with tears in their eyes.

"You Mongolian bastards, let go of my father, my father and mother are not dead, you can't bury them. ”

One of the young Han Chinese knelt directly at the feet of a Mongolian officer, and pleaded bitterly: "Master Jun, please let my father go!"

In the face of the young Han man's bitter pleading, the Mongolian officer was still indifferent, but looked at the young man with a look of contempt and rudely kicked him away and scolded: "Fuck you, you damn Nanban, your father has lived to be sixty years old and should be content, the emperor has ordered the Han Nanren to enter the living tomb to wait for death after they reach the age of sixty, we are performing official duties." ”

The Han young man stood up, wiped away his tears, and retorted: "Why do you Mongolians live to be 60 years old and have to wait for death, don't you Mongolians have a father and mother? If you bury your Mongolian father and mother in a living tomb and wait for death, are you willing?"

The words of the Han youth immediately angered the Mongolian officer, and he suddenly saw that his face was pale, and there was already murderous intent in his eyes.

Soon he pulled out the scimitar at his waist and pointed at the head of the Han young man and said angrily: "Bastard, how can you lowly southern barbarians be compared to us Mongolians, I think you are impatient, or accompany your father to the west together!"

With that, he raised his scimitar and slashed at the face door of the Han youth.

"Stop!"

Long Tianxiao, who was standing in the Han crowd, let out a loud shout like thunder, and pulled out the Lingyun sword on his back with lightning speed, instantly blocking the Mongolian officer's knife and saving the Han youth.

The Mongolian officer was stunned for a moment by Long Xiaotian's sudden blow, because Long Xiaotian had just flicked the scimitar with such a powerful force, he didn't have time to react at all.

"How can you kill people casually in broad daylight, your Mongolian life is so noble, is it that our Han people are so worthless?"

Hearing Long Xiaotian's question, the Mongolian officer sneered: "Hahaha, you Han people are basically slaves of our Mongols, as long as we Mongols are unhappy, you can do whatever you want, this is how the court regulations stipulate." You have just obstructed this official from carrying out his official duties, so if you know each other, get out of the way, or I will arrest you and him. ”

After saying that, he pointed his finger at the Han young man just now, and in the face of the Mongolian officer's arrogance, Long Xiaotian decided to give him a little color to see.

"Quickly order your men to release those poor people, or don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword, I can easily flick your scimitar away just now, I must have learned my methods, if you don't want to make a fool of yourself, just try it." ”

As a Mongolian warrior, when faced with an opponent who challenges him, he often readily accepts it, and if he does not accept it, it is tantamount to insulting the dignity of the warrior, and the officers who grew up in Mongolia naturally know this.

We Mongolian warriors have never refused any challenge from our opponents, even if they die under your sword, they will never admit defeat, look at the sword. ”

With that, he clenched his scimitar and slashed at Long Xiaotian's left arm, while Long Xiaotian concentrated his internal force on his right arm and grasped the sword, easily deflecting the attack of the Mongolian officer again.

Immediately afterward, he turned around sharply and stabbed the Mongolian officer in the chest with a move, but Long Xiaotian did not intend to kill him, so he withdrew his sword head and used a roundabout kick to kick the Mongolian officer away.

Immediately afterwards, the men of the Mongolian officers swarmed up, and Long Xiaotian used other swordsmanship techniques of the Huashan Sect to knock them to the ground one by one, but did not take their lives.

After all the Mongols were defeated, Long Xiaotian took the Lingyun sword back to the scabbard and said: "For your sake, I will spare your life, now hurry up and get out of me, if you see you oppressing our Han people again, you don't want to live." ”

The Mongols who were defeated by Long Xiaotian suddenly felt a burst of shame on their faces, and had no choice but to let go of those poor Han people and leave in disgrace.

At this time, Long Xiaotian easily cut the ropes behind the Han people who were tied up by the Mongolian officers and soldiers with his sword, and said to them: "You are free!"

Those rescued people were all grateful to Long Xiaotian for his chivalrous deeds, so they arched their arms and said: "Thank you Shaoxia for rescuing me, dare to ask Shaoxia's honorable name? ”

Long Xiaotian also arched his arm and replied: "In Xia Long Xiaotian, he is a disciple of the Huashan Sect, there is no need to thank him for his little favor, and he has something important to do today, so he will leave." ”