Jiuling Mountain, where the prairie is.

On the hill, Qi Bishao, who was dressed in armor, was heroic, with his eyebrows and eyes, followed by his subordinate generals, who were climbing high and looking into the distance, observing the terrain.

Qi Bishao, who is known as the "Queen of Pink and Pink" by the people of the rivers and lakes, is full of sad emotions at the moment, and the news that her best friend Tan Qiuyu died on the battlefield made her grief, and what made her even more heartbroken was that Long Zunyi did not have the slightest sadness after hearing the news of Tan Qiuyu's death, but scolded him for his bad things.

It turned out that since Long Zunyi got the Yue Book, the world was attached and his power increased greatly.

As the power increases, there will inevitably be new factions, and the problem of interest distribution will naturally arise, and Long Zunyi seems to be ignoring it.

Especially Shi Qidao, the old strategist of Song Chen Lu Xiufu, because he was the most favored by Long Zunyi, he wantonly excluded dissidents, and Tan Qiuyu's death was his handiwork.

After Long Zunyi got the Yue book, he handed it over to Shi Qidao for safekeeping, this person was short-sighted, did not understand military affairs at all, and after getting the Yue book, he hurriedly excavated the four major arsenals, but he turned a blind eye to the many military formations and weapon maps recorded in the Yue book.

Qi Bishao thought of this, and couldn't help but secretly hate Shi Qidao, wasting the treasures that Chuanlang risked to die in vain, and even made the seven masters of the righteous path Han Gongdu and Hengdao Toutuo sacrifice in vain, Long Zunyi and Shi Qidao are really sinners through the ages.

She was already dissatisfied with Long Zunyi to the extreme, Shi Qidao framed his brothers, but Long Zunyi turned a blind eye, and fell into the illusion of greatly increasing power all day long, Qi Bishao couldn't help but be a little gloomy, and her grief was greater than her death.

Suddenly, the face of Chuanying appeared in her mind, and she called out the name of Chuanying in her heart.

Just when she was upset, the subordinate next to her spoke up: "General, this place is located in the plain, the most Limeng cavalry charge, but it is a great disadvantage to our army, the subordinates think that our army should withdraw into Jiuling Mountain, use the mountain range as a barrier, and use the terrain to block the enemy, the best policy." ”

Qi Bishao's heart was awe-inspiring, eliminating the complicated thoughts in his mind, and said in a clear voice: "Long Shuai's order has been issued, and the order will be changed overnight, which will inevitably damage its momentum, we can only do our best, hoping to win in danger." ”

At this moment, the spies came to report: "The Mengren town has 80,000 people guarding Wanjin City, which has reached within 30 miles, and is rushing to come." ”

The faces of everyone on the hill changed greatly, and Qi Bishao's right hand holding the sword couldn't help but tighten.

Although she was anxious, she laughed and said, "The generals will listen to the order, arrange the troops, and serve the country and the family at this time." ”

The generals heard her laughter, and their hearts settled down a little, and they each took their orders.

The Mongolian army appeared on the horizontal line in the distance all over the mountains, with a clear banner and a huge momentum, and the troops of tens of thousands of people did not hear the slightest sound of noise.

The sound of the horn of the sheep, the Mongolian army laid down the formation, the left and right wings each rushed out of a thousand cavalry team, outflanked from both sides, the cavalry ran far away, but never lost the formation, suddenly a powerful momentum, straight to Qi Bi Shao cloth under the formation of killing, the battle began.

The battlefield is extremely tragic, and human life here is like a mustard, and stumps and broken arms can be seen everywhere, and the blood color gradually stains the land.

The result was not unexpected, Qi Bishao lost, and under the hard battle, the original reinforcements did not arrive.

When she dragged hundreds of remnants of the soldiers, fought her way out of the encirclement, and arrived at Long Zunyi's Chinese army camp, she found that Long Zunyi was dead, and the traitor Shi Qidao took refuge in the Mongolian people, ate inside and out, and directly sold all the anti-Mongolian righteous teachers.

Qi Bishao was covered in blood, her long hair was messy, and she was holding a pair of swords, like a yaksha coming out of hell, staring at the group of people in front of her with blood-red eyes.

These people, she is no stranger, among them are Cheng Zaiwai, Table He and others, all of whom are masters of the Mongolian military.

Qi Bishao looked up at the sky, and suddenly thought of Chuanying, secretly Chuanlang, goodbye.

Immediately, with a wave of the two swords in his hands, the white sword slashed and pounced on the other party.

Her spirit was exhausted to the extreme, and the endless battles had long since exhausted her strength.

The Mongolian general table, his figure flashed, swept behind him, and his right fist slammed into the back of his heart, and the fierce fist spit out.

"Bang"

Qi Bishao's blood vomited wildly, her body flew up, and fell to the ground, she closed her eyes, and after the red and pink flowers, a generation of beauties, her soul flew away.

Next, the Mongol army began to clean up the mess and completely purge the anti-Mongol forces in the Central Plains, and the strength of the Mongol Empire went further, and the leader of all this, Si Hanfei, reached the extreme in prestige and power.

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The Mongolian iron cavalry of one division and one division poured through the wide grassland like a tide, and on the left side were the endless Jiuling Mountain Range.

Si Hanfei sat on the horse, trying his best to look into the distance, looking at the seemingly boundless Mongolian army, he was full of ambition at the same time, but also a little empty, he thought to himself, he has conquered this great Central Plains Empire, what about the future?

His thoughts flew and he thought a lot, including when he was a child, and his brother Kublai Khan, and even his enemy Chuan Ying, whether conquering one city after another by himself was like Chuan Ying pursuing the never-ending path of heaven, while climbing a mountain higher than the other, enjoying that kind of fun.

Thinking of Chuanying, Si Hanfei really saw the figure of Chuanying in his sight.

His complexion changed, and no one could see when or how Chuanying appeared in the army, as if he had been there.

The surrounding soldiers noticed something unusual, and their arrows and spears were aimed at the black-clothed man on a white horse.

The Mongolian master beside Si Hanfei reacted quickly, blocked in front of Si Hanfei, and looked at Chuanying vigilantly.

Chuanying's gaze passed through the ocean of people, and fell on Si Hanfei, thinking of Qi Bishao, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, he hadn't felt this way for a long time, looking at Si Hanfei's gaze turned cold, with a sense of killing.

Si Hanfei seemed to feel a coldness rising from his heart, the powerful spiritual power of the other party enveloped him, and the hand holding the two spears was a little weak, and he couldn't help but feel a little desperate in his heart.

Although there were 20,000 troops around him and countless masters to protect him, he was still cold.

The spirit of the eagle diverged, and the true air was released, supporting the white horse under the crotch, driving it to run forward.

Suddenly, 10,000 arrows broke through the air, swords and guns were like mountains, and they pushed sideways.

The arrows that flew in didn't even break through the true qi of the eagle's body protection, and many soldiers who stopped in front fell one by one.

Even the Mongolian iron horsemen who dominate the world, facing the eagle at this moment, everyone began to fear from the bottom of their hearts, like a flock of sheep facing a lion.

The panic in Si Hanfei's heart suddenly disappeared, he looked at Chuanying, Chuanying also looked at him, the two looked at each other, their spirits were intertwined, and at this moment it seemed that the world was quiet, and there were only two people left.

On the top of Jiuling Mountain in the distance, a figure stood quietly, overlooking the battlefield at his feet.

Dai Daojin clasped his hands in front of his abdomen, rubbed his fingers, and said in a low voice: "No fake foreign objects, shattering Ling Donglai alone, the spiritually detached Eighth Master, based on the "God of War Catalogue", is about to be shattered, then only Pang Ban's "Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa" is left, it's almost ...... It's almost ......"