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Late at night, the Mongolian army camp was brightly lit.

Meng Ge looked at the head of Xiangyang City, and the guards behind him stepped forward and said, "Lord Wang, five thousand elite soldiers are ready, and Lu Wenhuan has also signaled on the southeast city wall, you see?"

Exhaled, Kublai Khan on the side suddenly stepped forward and said: "Brother Wang, there is a saying in the Central Plains that the people of the Central Plains say that if you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get a tiger, and it is only 5,000 soldiers, even if this is a trap, you have lost only 5,000 soldiers in vain, and it has no big impact on the entire battle situation." ”

Meng Ge nodded, instructed the guards to pass on the order, paused, and suddenly asked, "Brother Wang, how is the layout at the port?"

Kublai Khan said with a smile: "Brother Wang, don't worry, once tonight passes, if this plan fails, Xiangyang will become Wanli Zeguo, and the Song people will no longer have any courage to go north!"

Xiangyang, southeast corner.

The fire flashed, and the general who led the army was named Shi Tianze, who was already a five-way marquis of Wanhu twelve years ago, but not long ago Li Tan of Shandong supported the uprising of Prince Dai Kuorui, and he was stationed in Shandong, this stubborn traitor refused to join the team of the uprising, and it happened that Meng Ge led the army to attack Xiangyang, so he took refuge in Meng Ge halfway, but only mixed a thousand Hu Hou.

The soldiers guarding the city on the city wall pulled the bow and controlled the strings, Shi Tianze was not afraid, after a while, the city gate creaked, and opened a passage for five or six people in parallel, Shi Tianze did not dare to be careless, and took his own soldiers to take the lead and entered the city gate first.

There was a dead silence in the urn city, Shi Tianze suddenly felt a little strange, although he was only thirty-two years old this year, but after a long battle, halfway through, suddenly a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and he hurriedly shouted: "No, retreat!"

But it was too late, the small holes on both sides suddenly fired ten thousand arrows, Shi Tianze desperately resisted, and more than 30 pro-soldiers who entered Xiangyang City together were all shot into porcupines.

Outside the city gate, there was a panic, the defenders on the city wall suddenly pulled the bowstring, puff

It's just that on the city wall, Wang Jian asked with some doubts: "Lord Lu, since you surrendered by fraud, why don't you wait for all these Tartar soldiers to enter the city before releasing arrows, what is the benefit of killing hundreds of Tartars like this, and the overall situation?"

Lu Wenhuan stroked his beard and pretended to be profound: "Mountain people have their own clever plans. "Nima, what do you ask the leader, if the leader knows, wouldn't he say something special, but the leader must not know, otherwise how could it be called a zero guide.

The camp of the Mongolian army.

Meng Ge frowned and said angrily: "Lu Wenhuan, this old horseman, dares to fool this king, come here, kill all his relatives!"

The guards responded, and hurriedly asked: "Lord Wang, the five thousand elite soldiers have broken more than a thousand, and they are still being chased by the cavalry of the Song people, should we send a large army to respond?"

Mongolia was stunned for a moment, and then waved his hand and said: "Go, more than 3,000 cannon fodder is enough to consume 1,000 Song people." ”

The guards answered, went out of the camp tent, first passed on Meng Ge's order, sent a large army to answer, and then led nearly a hundred cowardly Xue Jun to the camp tent where Lu Wenhuan's relatives were under house arrest, opened the curtain, and shouted: "Above, kill me all, no one will be left!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a pebble flew from nowhere, and with a bang, it hit the door, and the guards only felt that it was dark in front of them, and they fainted.

When he woke up, it was bright and the tent was full of corpses, and when he looked up, it was all his subordinates, he was shocked, he stood up, his limbs were weak, he was shaky, and suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and when he looked sideways, it turned out to be the fat boy who was a little stupid.

It's just that at this time, he was wearing a Mongolian military uniform, wearing a felt hat, and his face was full of smiles: "Your Excellency wants to live, or are you willing to go to Huangquan hand in hand with your colleagues?"

The guards shouted inwardly: "If you want to kill, you can kill, Song Gou doesn't need to say much!"

The little fat man smiled and said: "Your Excellency may not know, my Quanzhen Sect has a technique called dividing tendons and wrong bones, paying attention to tendons like silver threads, hands like scissors, bones like tofu, fists like grinding, Your Excellency might as well give it a try?"

As he spoke, he suddenly pinched the shoulder of the guard, who only felt as if he had been hit by the full force of a big brown bear, he faintly felt that the bones in his shoulder were shattered, and a pain that touched his soul suddenly surged into his heart, his eyes were dark, and he wanted to faint, the little fat man sneered, and clicked on his acupoint, forcing him to stay clear.

It was only a few seconds of effort, the guard was covered in cold sweat, his face was pale, and he hurriedly shouted: "Spare your life, spare your life, the little one is willing to surrender!"

The little fat man smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and a warmth rippled, Qin Wei immediately felt that the pain in his body was gone, and his whole body was like being soaked in milk wine, and he even wanted to whisper out, just looking at the little fat man's eyes, he hurriedly said: "This adult, what do you need to tell the little one?"

The corners of the little fat man's mouth twitched: "Without it, take me to Meng Ge's camp!"

The guard paused for a moment, and then sneered: "Okay, okay, you come with me." ”

Out of the camp tent, the two walked side by side, occasionally patrolling Tartar soldiers passed by, the little fat man's face was as usual, but the guards were a little in a trance.

There were tens of thousands of tents in the Mongolian military camp, almost indistinguishable, and they came to a tent around the corner, and the guards whispered: "The prince of Meng Ge is in it." ”

As he spoke, he lifted the curtain and suddenly shouted, "There are assassins... Belch... ”

It was difficult to continue the next words, Lu Qingdu withdrew his palm, watched the guards slowly fall to the ground, his face was solemn, and he opened the tent curtain, the people inside were already panicked, and more than a dozen guards scolded: "Dare to assassinate the prince, look for death!"

Lu Qingdu stared at it, but saw that the main seat was sitting alone, in his twenties, with a short beard, ruddy and slightly fat, looking at the age, it was obviously not Meng Ge, his heart sank, the killing intent increased greatly, a little under his feet, a move of Shuanglong to take water, the palm wind was fierce, and more than a dozen personal guards were staggered.

Lu Qingdu snorted coldly, with five fingers as claws, pinching a person's tiger mouth, exhaling slightly, the person screamed, the saber fell, Lu Qingdu copied it in his hand, blessed by internal force, and with a fierce wave, the cold light flashed, and the five people in front of him fell to the ground with an ordinary sound, and the back of the neck was dripping with blood.

With a sword, Lu Qingdu did not hesitate, like a mad demon in the world, and killed these dozen people in the blink of an eye, he looked at the young man on the main seat, and sneered: "Now it's you!"

He swung the knife away, and suddenly there was a sound of breaking the sky behind him, and Lu Qingdu sneered: "After all, I still can't help it!"

As soon as he dodged, Lu Qingdu turned his ankle and looked back, it turned out to be Ma Guangzuo, the big man smiled: "It turned out to be you, a Taoist priest who knows my name, forget it, forget it, don't fight, you go!"

Lu Qingdu sneered and was silent, and the young man suddenly said, "Little King Kublai Khan has seen the Quanzhen Sect of Luzhang Sect!"

Lu Qingdu smiled and said, "The prince is so polite, don't you care about the corpses in this place?"

Kublai Khan's face was as usual: "They are all useless people, no matter how many people die, Xiao Wang will not feel distressed." After a pause, he continued: "Xiao Wang admired the demeanor of the Deer Paw Sect when he was in Dadu, but he never had the opportunity to see it, which is a pity. Now that we see each other, it is indeed a pity that the sword and the gun are opposed. ”

Lu Qingdu was silent, and Kublai Khan's heart moved: "The Deer Palm Sect should know that the Song Dynasty is incompetent, the Song Emperor has no way, and in the long run, it will be destroyed by my Mongolia, this is the general trend of the world, and the Luzhang Sect is also the best man in the world, why don't you know the current affairs, follow the example of the Sect of the Emperor, and return to my Mongolia, so as to be a hero of the opening of the dynasty!"

Ma Guangzuo smirked on the side, and Lu Qingdu seemed to be moved: "What the prince said is true, but... ”

Kublai Khan secretly called out that there was a door, and he said happily: "What conditions and concerns does the Deer Paw Sect have, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it!"

Lu Qingdu took a few steps forward with some hesitation: "The prince should know that my Quanzhen Sect is not... ”

Before he finished speaking, suddenly he stepped a little, his body was like an arrow off the string, rushing forward, Kublai Khan only felt a flower in front of him, his head rolled to the ground, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and he couldn't blink his eyes, Lu Qingdu pouted, the legendary emperor's anger, why didn't he eat the Taoist master?

Ma Guangzuo didn't react on the side, Lu Qingdu slashed with a knife, he hurriedly put the wrought iron rod in his hand across his chest, and the knives and sticks intersected with the bell, Ma Guangzuo's mouth was slightly numb, and he was a little surprised, this kid is not very old, and his internal strength is so strong.

Lu Qingdu's move did not work, he did not feel frustrated at all, he made a strong attack, like a storm, a knife is faster than a knife, Ma Guangzuo is strong but has no time to use it, angry vomiting blood, but a long time to defend will be lost, about after the tea kung fu, Ma Guangzuo's hand was slow, and Lu Qingzuo was slashed on his left arm with a knife.

Ma Guangzuo was in pain, his brows were furrowed, he was a muddy man, this time instead of retreating, but inspired his ferocity, he was slashed by Lu Qingdu in the shoulder, he swung the wrought iron rod violently, this time the momentum was strong and heavy, if it was solid, Lu Qingdu would not die and would have to peel off the skin.

Lu Qingdu did not dodge or dodge, the true qi of Lao Gong's acupoint was condensed and his eyes were condensed, his eyes were red, and there were words in his mouth, Ma Guangzuo suddenly felt that the wrought iron rod in his hand was as heavy as Mount Tai, and he threw it on the ground with a bang, he was startled, bent down and reached out to pick it up, and suddenly felt a cold neck, and when he woke up, Lu Qingdu had already put the knife on his neck.

Ma Guangzuo was shocked: "You Taoist priest knows the demon method, how to fight this, how to fight this!" "Coach, I also want to learn the demon method."

Lu Qingdu snorted coldly, too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and simply said coldly: "Yes, the Mongols have killed too much, Daozu sent me to punish Meng Ge, if you are interested, take me to Meng Ge's camp, if you are not interested, Dao Ancestor will send down the heavenly punishment, you will not even have a chance to reincarnate!"

Ma Guangzuo's face was like earth: "Don't dare, I am interested, but the prince of Meng Ge has already left." ”

Lu Qingdu was stunned: "What?"

Ma Guangzuo scratched his head and said: "An hour ago, I chatted with Yin Kexi, and he told me that the one in Meng Ge's camp was a stand-in, and the real body had already returned to Dadu with a group of guards. ”

Lu Qingdu exhaled, pointed to the corpse on the ground, and Ma Guangzuo hurriedly said, "This fourth prince is real. ”

Lu Qingdu stood up, came to the outside of the tent, looked at the blazing Mongolian camp, turned around to leave, Ma Guangzuo suddenly said: "Dao Chief, there is one more thing, I heard Yin Kexi say that he and Xiao Xiangzi were ordered by the four princes, and it seems that they are going to dig a river at some port?"

Lu Qingdu's face changed slightly, and when he came to Kublai Khan's case, he looked at the map, his heart sank, and when he came to the outside of the tent, he let out a long whistle and the sound was rolling.

Ma Guangzuo followed: "Dao Chief, I... ”

Lu Qingdu waved his hand: "You haven't done anything evil before, remember to do more good deeds in the future, just go!"

Ma Guangzuo answered, turned around and left, Lu Qingdu looked at his back, touched the saber in his hand, thought about it, or gave up the plan to kill this person.

The port is located in Xiangyang, Xinye. Cheng River, and the junction of the Tang River, is located in the upper reaches of Xiangyang, the Tang Dynasty dug the river here, known as a foot across the two provinces, the name of the four counties of the chicken song, although it is an exaggeration, but it can be seen that it is close to Xiangyang, if the river of the port is dug up, Xiangyang is only afraid that within an hour will be reduced to a piece of Ze country, even if it is guarded, what is the use?

Robbed a fast horse, Lu Qingdu didn't care about killing the deserters along the way, went straight to the port, passed by a beach, there was a big bluestone on the bank, three big characters were written on it, Tangbai River.

Hearing a commotion, Lu Qingdu turned over and dismounted, followed the sound, and came to a river embankment, where he saw more than 100 Mongolian Tatar soldiers standing on it, Xiao Xiangzi and Yin Kexi sat on the ground, looking bored.

After waiting for a while, there was a sound of rustling behind him, and Lu Qingdu smiled and said, "Master Zhou, you are finally here." ”

The old urchin smiled and said, "It's so fun to set fire, I haven't had enough of it, but when I heard the signal you gave, I came right away." ”

Lu Qingdu nodded and said, "Okay, by the way, do you still have the Meng Ge military flag you captured last time?"

The old naughty boy took it into his arms and said with a bitter face: "Eh, it may be lost on the road, so I'll go back and find it." Seeing Lu Qingdu's face change, he laughed and said, "Here, here!"

Lu Qingdu was a little speechless, coal, joking regardless of time and occasion, if it wasn't for the fact that he really wanted to slap it over, he took the military flag, waited for a while, and more than a dozen Mongolian soldiers came.

The little fat man greeted him with a smile: "Elder Lu, you can be regarded as here." ”

Lu Youjiao said apologetically: "Lu Dao Chief, we met some Tartar soldiers along the way, and we delayed some time. Well, what are you going to do?"

Lu Qingdu's face was solemn, and he pointed to the river embankment in the distance: "The Mongols have no ability to attack the city, and they plan to blow up this river embankment, I want you and these beggar disciples of yours to take this military flag, pretend to be Meng Ge's personal guards, and coax them to withdraw from the river embankment." ”

Lu Youjiao lowered his head and said: "Okay, Lu Daochang has been born and died in Xiangyang for a month, everyone has seen it, and last night he was willing to take a risk to assassinate the prince of Tartars, although we are called Huazi, although they are incompetent, but they are not greedy for life and afraid of death, everyone said, right?"

The beggars behind him shouted in unison, "Yes, kill the Tartars!"

Lu Qingdu's face turned dark, you are paralyzed, what are you shouting, are you afraid that people will not find you? Looking at the dozen or so beggars rushing towards the river embankment, Lu Qingdu suddenly felt a little sad, a dynasty that needs to be saved by beggars, no wonder it will be hacked to soar, black to dominate the world economically, but the military is losing and retreating one after another, until the cliff mountain jumps into the sea.

Lu Youjiao came to the riverbank with the beggars, there seemed to be some quarrels, Lu Qingdu sighed, a little under his feet, rushed to the riverbank, and sure enough, the next moment, Xiao Xiangzi suddenly made a move, Lu Youjiao was caught off guard, was hit in the shoulder, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

There was a sudden chaos on the river embankment, and Yin Kexi shouted: "Kill them, they are Song dogs!"

Lu Qingdu rushed to the front in three or two steps, threw Lu Youjiao behind him, waved the saber, and with a bang, he collided with Xiao Xiangzi's mourning stick, the latter was stunned, and then sneered: "It turned out to be your bull's nose of the Quanzhen Sect, there is no Guo Jing to help you today, and you will die with me!"

As he spoke, he waved his mourning stick, and at the same time, his hand pressed the mechanism, and a burst of poisonous sand hit him, especially dissatisfied, and said loudly: "Yin Kexi, come and help me, kill this bull's nose!"

And at this moment, Yin Kexi suddenly screamed, Xiao Xiangzi was shocked, and followed the prestige, it turned out that I don't know when, the old naughty boy mixed in the beggar gang suddenly made a sneak attack, snatched his precious golden whip with one move, and ran all over the world: "Come and chase me, if you catch me, I'll give you hehehe!"

Lu Qingdu made a move to repent, the palm wind pressed the poisonous sand and scattered the ground, Xiao Xiangzi's eyes were dripping and rolling, a zombie face was black and white, he pretended to wave a stick, and suddenly fled backwards, Lu Qingdu slowed down, secretly screamed that it was not good, Xiao Xiangzi drilled through the crowd, grabbed the torch, and laughed: "After today, who in the world still doesn't know me Xiao Xiangzi?"

There were several wine barrels under his feet, and there was a pungent gunpowder piled up next to the barrels, as long as they were ignited, the river embankment would be blown up immediately, Lu Qingdu looked at it in his eyes, and his heart sank, although he was good at light work, it was too late.

Xiao Xiangzi smiled fiercely, the torch was thrown at the wine barrel, in a trance, he seemed to see the scene of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians downstream turning into floating corpses, and at this moment, with a bang, the torch suddenly shot out upside down and smashed on a Mongolian soldier, the person was caught off guard, he was wearing a felt coat, boom, and he was on fire.

Xiao Xiangzi was stunned for a moment, and a green shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, the person had a clear figure, expressionless on his face, like a zombie, Xiao Xiangzi glanced at each other, ashamed of himself, hey, you are still ugly.

Lu Qingdu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, since Huang Laoxie arrived, the matter was over.

Xiangyang City, the whole city celebrates.

Guo Mansion, everyone is happy.

Late at night.

Lu Qingdu conducted the strings, Lu Wushuang and Xiaolongnu fell asleep, stepped open the door, and came to the courtyard, but saw a twenty-something, handsome lama, his eyes were closed, his hands were folded, and the moonlight sprinkled on his body, like a Buddha descending into the world, which made people involuntarily worship.

Lu Qingdu's eyes were solemn, although he had not been this person before, and he had never fought with this person, but in the dark, he had a feeling that the strength of the lama in front of him was absolutely the only one in his life, with the long sword in his hand, Lu Qingdu did not hesitate, with all the internal force in his body as fuel, he stabbed two hundred and eighteen swords in a row, each sword was divided into three, it seemed that there was only one move, the wrist was shaking, but the sword move was divided into three, this is Wang Chongyang's strongest move, one Qi and three Qing.

The lama opened his eyes slightly, Lu Qingdu suddenly felt an indescribable pressure surging into his heart, the lama sighed slightly, and then proclaimed the Buddha's name, shook the sleeves of the red robe, and gently punched out a palm, the sword palm intersected, Lu Qingdu only felt that he had hit a steel wall, bang, Lu Qingdu flew out upside down, staring at it, the lama just shook his body slightly, shook the sleeves of his robe, and fell a little scrap.

The lama was stunned, a punch came, unremarkable, but it gave people a feeling of no way to dodge, Lu Qingdu's body retreated, simply abandoned the long sword, concentrating on one, a move broke the earth, the two fists collided, the lama's eyes lit up, and he fought again with his fist, Lu Qingdu's face became more and more ugly, and he suffered a small loss just then.

Demolished each other more than ten moves, Lu Qingdu's forehead saw sweat, descending the dragon eighteen palms, the big demon fist, the toad gong, the frost and ice breaking palm, he made a move, each move can be described as a stunt in the world, but the lama took it very calmly, and quickly organized a counter-move, this person's martial arts knowledge is only afraid that it is far above the five uniques.

There was a shout in the distance, and the lama smiled and said, "Without further ado, this seat will send you on your way." His voice was a little hoarse, but there seemed to be a faint indescribable charm that made people involuntarily want to stop what they were doing.

The lama's eyes were slightly red, Lu Qingdu only felt a chill all over his body, and he was in a trance as if his soul had left his body, but he had experienced this kind of thing many times, and he did not panic, the horn was stunned, and the two flew higher and higher, slowly rising above the clouds, Lu Qingdu suddenly slapped out, the lama smiled slightly, and the little fat man only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he seemed to hear some shouts in a trance.

"What's wrong with Childe?"

"It seems to have been injured! Damn, where can you not open your eyes, dare to provoke our people in Juxianzhuang!"

"Boss, are we very good at Juxianzhuang?"

"Well, comprehend the spirit, ask what to do, who is the boss... Uh,Childe woke up.。。。 ”

(To be continued.) )