Besides, Ling Lingqi, Yue Peng, and Yang Ying had a lot of unique fights, and when they came back, it was already very late, and half of the round sun on the horizon was left, and the sky and the earth were dim.

Everyone worked together to make a hearty meal of game, and Ling Ling's seven major meals were addicted.

It was night, Ling Lingqi and the other four people slept in Yang's house, of course, Wan'er and Yuya slept with Yang Ying, and the three girls chatted until late before falling asleep, of course, after this night, the relationship between the three daughters also became intimate, and the three daughters also found out, they all liked Ling Lingqi.

The next day, the sun rose in the east, and the heavens and the earth ushered in light again.

Everyone sat on the table of the Eight Immortals in the hall and talked about the fight against the Mongol Tatars, and Yang Feng finally decided to let Yang Ying join the Yue family army and revive the prestige of the Yang family's gun.

Yang Ying is naturally very willing, on the one hand, she stays on this mountain, and she can't even see a man, how can a girl like her who has reached the age of Huaichun not have illusions about love? It just so happened that Ling Lingqi's appearance made her can't help it, and secondly, she also wanted to learn the Yang family gun, so she was going to the battlefield to kill the enemy. So in this way, she followed Ling Lingqi and the others to the Yue family army camp.

Of course, Yue Peng also saw that the person that Miss Yang liked was Ling Lingqi, and he could only sigh to himself and cut off this thought. However, since then, the Yue family army has another powerful female general.

On this day, Ling Lingqi took a few more horsemen to reconnoiter the movements of the Mongolian cavalry.

Yang Ying saw a rare opportunity, and also went with Ling Lingqi.

Yang Ying rode on the horse and said happily: "Seventh brother, you said that our Great Song Dynasty is not bad, why can't we beat the northern Tartars!"

"The wolf clan in the north, barbaric and backward, only knows how to burn and rob, they take this as their goal, and they have no worries, plus the people on the grassland, all of them are born soldiers, and they have good horses, so they naturally take advantage of a lot. In addition, my Great Song Dynasty court, there are constant battles, if it is not for this, the soldiers use their lives, how can the Mongol Tatars burn and loot in our Central Plains, if we don't hit his grassland, he will burn high incense!" Ling Lingqi couldn't help but sigh, since ancient times, the internal struggle of the Chinese has never stopped, there is the Song generation, there is a strong military force, but it is pulled from the east and a little from the west, and the result is not the same in the end, where can we organize effective defense and counterattack.

Ling Lingqi has never felt so heavy as at this time, he has a sense of mission from the bottom of his heart, God let himself come to this place, see the prosperity of the Great Song Dynasty, see the peak era of Chinese culture, and also see the polite and lovely and kind side of the common people in this era.

Since God didn't let him die and was reborn again, he didn't sober up until this time, and he was destined not to let himself be an ordinary person, so he did a good job.

But this god didn't give him any benefit, even history is out of shape, and he has no place to learn from it, so he can only rely on this martial arts to fight, kill, and break out of the world with his head that has been bombarded by the information society of later generations.

Just pondering, there was a whistle in front of him, Ling Lingqi was startled, and rushed forward with the old pawn, only to see that a hundred meters away, more than 100 horsemen were rushing towards them, looking at their fur hats, mink tails, rags, and scimitars, not riding or what.

The old soldier pursed his lips and let out several whistles in a row, which was the emergency contact sound of the scout at close range, the whistle was sharp and crisp, and the penetration was extremely strong, and it was also a technical job to blow such a sharp whistle.

Ling Lingqi's subordinates all gathered over, looking at the more than 100 Meng cavalry rushing over, their faces were a little bitter, they were not real cavalrymen, at most they could ride horses and run a few steps.

"Everyone rush with me, don't be afraid, the Mongolian Tartars are also afraid of death!" Ling Lingqi said fiercely, reaching out and pulling out a short gun from the pocket next to the saddle.

"Okay, there are ten of us, and there are a hundred of them, but Ling Shaoxia's martial arts are strong, and Yang Nuxia is here, we may not be afraid, rush!" The old soldier roared, put the straight-edged long knife in his mouth, grabbed the bow on his body and rushed forward, the two armies were close, first a bow and arrow were shot over.

The scouts on both sides belonged to light horses, wearing only battle jackets, but they were not protected by battle armor, and they couldn't stand the bow and arrows.

And when Yang Ying saw such a scene, not only was she not afraid, but she was excited, after all, this was the first time she had faced the enemy, with Ling Lingqi here, and ten times more enemies, she was not afraid.

In the neighing of the horses behind him, two horses were hit by arrows, and the warrior on the horse rolled over from the horse's back, throwing out more than 20 meters away, and he didn't know life and death.

When the two sides rushed closer, Ling Lingqi roared and threw the short spear in his hand with all his might.

What a master Ling Lingqi is, Sect Master of Transformation Strength, this time the short spear flew out, it was invisible, and its strength was even greater, and it pierced the body of a Mongolian soldier directly, and then pierced another one, and finally nailed the bodies of the second and third Mongolian soldiers together! Of course, these three unlucky Mongolian soldiers naturally died too much to die again.

Seeing Ling Lingqi so brave, the soldiers of the Yue Family Army were also enthusiastic, it was really cool to kill like this.

Yang Ying even felt that Ling Lingqi was like a god descending from heaven, with the courage of the overlord of Chu back then, and suddenly she also had a competitive heart, thinking that the seven younger brothers are so powerful, I can't lag behind him.

Thinking about it, the silver spear in Yang Ying's hand stabbed towards the Mongolian soldiers, as fast as lightning, these Mongolian soldiers were also unlucky, and when they met two masters at once, in fact, Ling Lingqi could kill them all, let alone two?

Although Ling Lingqi was bare-handed, he didn't need a weapon at all. Because the enemy will send weapons to the door, as soon as the spears of those Mongolian soldiers pierce them, they will be taken away by Ling Lingqi, and then become a nightmare for the Mongolian soldiers.

Such a battle was really cool, only two fighters were injured, but it was not too serious, and it would be good to go back and recuperate for ten days and a half months.

There were so many Mongol soldiers, the warriors cut off all their heads, and then drove the horses of these Mongol cavalry back, these were very important trophies.

Yang Ying also killed nearly twenty Mongolian soldiers in this battle, and when she killed someone for the first time, she was so excited that her jade hands were trembling, looking at Ling Lingqi's calm appearance, she asked, "Seventh brother, what is your ideal?"

"Don't laugh at me, my ideal is to stop the rise of the Mongol Empire and prevent these barbarians from destroying the world's civilization!" Ling Lingqi said in a deep voice, which shocked Yang Ying dumbfounded, Ling Lingqi's resolute demeanor made Yang Ying sigh with it, only to feel that the mountains were standing still, unimaginable. (To be continued.) )