Liu Meng laughed and said: "I know this, the Yue family army is indeed strong in combat, but we are not qualified to join! Because the Yue family army is a strong general, people like us are not accepted, Ling Shaoxia seems to be not weak in martial arts, it should be okay." ”

Ling Lingqi smiled and said, "Okay, when I help you break the enemy this time, I will go to the Yue family army again!"

As he spoke, Ling Lingqi exuded a momentum between heaven and earth, he really had the aura of an overlord, Liu Meng and Yigan Xiangyong were both stupid, where is this young man an ordinary person, this momentum alone can scare the enemy's guts.

Liu Meng said loudly: "Okay, Ling Shaoxia, this time we will kill the Tartars and defend our hometown!"

Ling Lingqi also said arrogantly: "Kill the Tartars! Defend your hometown!"

Hearing the two shouting loudly, the rest of the villagers also shouted, and the roar shook the sky for a while, this momentum was really not weak, Ling Lingqi thought to himself, in fact, there are still warriors in the Great Song Dynasty, but the difference is only equipment! The Mongols have countless good war horses, and the Great Song Dynasty is mainly infantry, and it is indeed very difficult to defeat the Mongols.

"Drink, everyone's momentum is good, but Ling Shaoxia has a point, have you all listened to it, even fools understand this truth, do you still use Lao Tzu to tell you again?" Liu Meng shouted while pulling his neck.

"Kill his grandmother!" several sturdy men raised the knives in their hands and shouted, although the farming civilization is weaker, but if it is forced to the head of the kang, and a few more leaders, the power that bursts out is much stronger than those nomads.

"Townsmen, follow me to the county seat, protect the family and protect the township and kill the Tartars!" Liu Mengyang roared loudly with the knife in his hand, and all the townsmen responded loudly, and for a while, they put on an ox cart and rode a donkey to the county seat.

The whip crackled on the back of the ox, and the donkey was also beaten and screamed, and ran all the way as fast as possible, and met the villagers of several other towns and villages on the way, and when they converged, there were as many as seven or eight hundred people.

In this area, only the county town has a city wall, but it is only a pitiful more than five meters high, and the range is very small, but it is indeed a good place to block the enemy, where the Song people and the Mongolian people fight, the loss is that there is no cavalry, only according to the danger and defending, there is a little possibility of self-protection.

Seven or eight hundred township warriors are led by the heads of each township bravery, more than two or three hundred, less twenty or thirty, and there is no unified command, but in recent years, the Mongolian Tatars have been harassed by light cavalry from time to time, and the township warriors have been preparing for war many times, and they are also familiar with each other, and they are gathered together to talk, but they will not miss the road.

When there are still more than ten miles away from the county seat, the ground is shaking with a bang, but I can hear a roaring sound in the distance, it is the sound of horses' hooves, no one will think that it is the Great Song cavalry, the Song cavalry is mostly located in the northwest, or the front line due north, and it is rarely transferred back, and I can hear the news that the Tartars are coming, where will it be someone else.

Sure enough, a few village warriors standing on a high place shouted loudly that the Tartars were coming, and the villagers were in chaos, and the plains were against the cavalry, and they were defeated by one out of ten, not to mention that they were still only the village warriors who had only received basic training, and they were not even as good as the Xiang army.

The drawbacks of the lack of unified command were exposed, and each of them gave different orders, seven or eight hundred people, scattered and scattered to fight for their own battles, but there were no escapes, one by one with guns and knives, regardless of whether there was fear on their faces, and finally put on a frontal posture to face the battle.

Ling Lingqi's eyes flashed a fine light, this time he wanted to break into the enemy formation with the strength of one person, only when the Mongolian cavalry was frightened, the villagers had a chance to fight back, this time Ling Lingqi was the first time to go to the battlefield of this kind of cavalry, although it was the first time, but he had the strength to transform his strength, and he was not afraid.

Sure enough, those Mongol Tatar cavalry wearing animal skin hats and leather robes, riding alone and in pairs, appeared on the horizon and came straight to their seven or eight hundred towns.

The number of cavalry on the other side is not very large, only more than a hundred, and it may not even be a hundred, when Huzi can see clearly, the cavalry of the other party has rushed to the front, the scimitar in his hand is also raised, and there is a strange roar in his mouth, and he raises his sword and kills it.

At the place where the iron hooves were stepped, the unorganized township Yong was in a big mess, and even many people were directly hit by the horses and flew up, and the huge horse body collided at high speed, and the lethality was a little more terrible than a knife.

The cavalry rushed to kill, blood and water flew, Huzi only felt that his eyes were bright, the knife in his hand was half raised, and a strong force came, and the tiger's mouth was numb, and the knife in his hand also flew, but he also dodged the power of a cavalryman's sword.

Ling Lingqi couldn't take care of it anymore, if he didn't make any more moves, these townsmen would suffer heavy casualties! Even if the regular army of the Great Song Dynasty used infantry to block the Mongol cavalry on such flat land, it would suffer a big loss.

I saw that Ling Lingqi didn't take a weapon, and rushed into the Mongolian cavalry with a big stride, in this chaotic army, Ling Lingqi used his internal strength, fast as lightning, everywhere he went, he used his strong internal strength to really shoot on the Mongolian horse, and directly shocked the horse to death!

For a master like Ling Lingqi, although those war horses are also very strong, they can't withstand the power of a punch, not to mention the war horses, even if it is a bison, Ling Lingqi is also killed by one punch!

At this time, the role of the master of transformation was revealed, where Ling Lingqi passed, those Mongolian war horses fell one after another, and the Mongolian cavalry on the horse wanted to cut him down, but they couldn't even touch a corner of Ling Lingqi's clothes!

And how could those Mongolian cavalrymen who fell from their horses withstand a punch or a kick from Ling Lingqi?

Ling Lingqi immediately turned into a god of war, just like Zhao Zilong back then, killing the Mongolian cavalry was terrified, but in just a moment, half of the Mongolian cavalry and their war horses were killed by Ling Lingqi.

The rest of the Mongolian cavalry rushed through some scattered township warriors, and the scattered formation of the township warriors was lost.

The Mongolian cavalry pierced through, but only killed dozens of people, most of them were scattered, the cavalry rushed through with huge inertia, if the regular army was fighting, these cavalry would not stop at all, only go around in a circle and then kill back, but in the face of these weak village braves, after rushing, the horses stopped, and turned in circles, this is a taboo for soldiers, if there is a team of crossbowmen, just when they stop, a burst of sharp arrows cover the past, it will be knocked out of most of them, but unfortunately, there is no bow and no arrows in the hands of the village Yong, only a few hunting bows, the range is only more than 30 steps, hunting a pheasant and hare is also become, killing, it is more difficult。

Huzi had just stabbed with the cavalry, the tiger's mouth was bleeding, and even the brain was buzzing, looking at the villagers who were running around, looking for their own villagers, and then looking at the Mongolian cavalry, how did they fall a lot, only to see that Ling Lingqi was still killing the enemy with his fists, and all the villagers were shocked! )