Zhao Hao's eyes lit up, grabbed ~ these two Su Lian, stepped on the city wall with both feet, and kept jumping into the air.

With Zhao Hao's current level, he can't do it in the air, but as long as there is a place to borrow strength, he can still do it without ventilating and rushing through the city wall a few feet high.

Of course, the Mongolian army would not watch Zhao Hao return to Xiangyang City unharmed like this, and the rain of arrows came as scheduled, vowing to shoot Zhao Hao to death with arrows.

However, there is neither a marksman like Guo Jing nor a master like Jinlun among them, and the threat to Zhao Hao is very limited.

In addition, there are people protecting the Dharma on top of Xiangyang City, Zhao Hao got out of the arrow rain without danger and came to Xiangyang City.

"Ling'er, you saved my life. ”

At this juncture, the only one who can help Zhao Hao is naturally Zhao Ling'er.

"Guo Daxia, thank you for your kindness. Zhao Hao arched his hand.

Without Zhao Ling'er and Guo Jing this time, there is a ninety percent chance that he will really die in battle.

"Your Highness is serious, this is what Guo should do. Guo Jing said solemnly.

On the battlefield, it is life and death.

If you can't let your comrades hand over their backs to you with confidence, you are not a qualified fighter.

Zhao Hao patted Guo Jing's shoulder and didn't say anything more.

Great grace is not grateful.

"Won. ”

"Won. ”

"Hooray. ”

"Long live His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. ”

On the city of Xiangyang, there was a cheer.

This battle has been fought to the point where it has reached this point, and the morale of the Song army has been completely raised.

And the Mongol side lost its troops, at least this time, it was absolutely impossible to capture Xiangyang City.

Kublai Khan obviously understood this as well, and his gloomy face was expressionless, and finally spit out two words: "Withdraw the troops." ”

Seeing the retreat of the Mongolian troops, there was another cheer in Xiangyang City, and the sound of "long live" was endless.

Zhao Hao smiled faintly, and did not spoil the scenery at this time.

A little arrogance, he has long been out of his mind, and he has the ability not to take it to heart.

But at this time, Zhao Hao spit out another mouthful of blood.

Today~ he has hurt his heart.

"Brother, are you okay?" Zhao Ling'er's heart sank.

Zhao Hao waved his hand and chuckled: "Don't worry, not only is it fine, it's okay, I've never felt so good." ”

He was telling the truth.

If he could, he would rather suffer such injuries every day.

Guo Jing's eyes were full of wonder, staring at Zhao Hao, and exclaimed: "Your Highness is really a genius in the sky, and his martial arts are thousands of miles in a day. ”

"For people who practice martial arts, the age of 20 to 30 is the easiest time to advance by leaps and bounds, and a person's ultimate potential will often be highlighted in this decade. I am backed by countless resources, and my talent is also top-notch, if I can't do this step again, how can I still have the face to live in the world. Zhao Hao said disapprovingly.

After all, people like Zhang Sanfeng who are late bloomers are a minority, and most martial arts legends must have emerged when they were teenagers, and they have advanced by leaps and bounds from the age of twenty to thirty, often before the age of forty, they have already ranked among the top ranks in the world.

This can be called a martial arts legend.

Guo Jing, Yang Guo, Dugu seeking defeat, and Ling Donglai are all like this.

Zhao Hao is far from reaching the peak now, but he has begun to rush towards the peak.

Glancing at Guo Jing, Zhao Hao's eyes flashed, and the battle intent in his eyes surged, but he finally shook his head and did not speak.

There is no hurry.

............

"Master, are you alright?" Guo Fu came to Zhongxin's side, and her delicate face was full of concern.

Some people are actually really cheap, and some "princesses" with princess disease are even cheaper.

If your status is not as high as hers, she will take it for granted what you do and will never be grateful to you.

Yang Guo in the past, and now big and small martial arts, in the eyes of Guo Fu, are actually like this.

And when your status surpasses her, a small favor can make her remember it.

The status of the faithful is, of course, higher than that of Guo Fu.

As the abbot of Shaolin, even Guo Jing must be treated as a guest.

Zhongxin saved Guo Fu's life, but he was hit by two spears, and the blood had stained his robe red.

No matter how brutal Guo Fu is, he will not turn a blind eye.

So the concern and gratitude in the eyes now are not fake.

Usually at this time, Xiaowu will definitely be by Guo Fu's side.

However, the current big and small martial arts are not less injured than Zhongxin, and they also have their own troubles, so they have not seen the eldest lady they think about day and night so concerned about an outsider.

"Miss Guo don't worry, it's just a flesh injury. Faithful waved his hand, trying to be strong, but his face still unconsciously showed pain.

He really didn't put on a show, but the faithful who had grown up in the Shaolin Temple had never seen such a battlefield fight, and he had never been so traumatized.

He was really in pain.

In essence, he and Guo Fu are actually the same, growing flowers in a greenhouse.

The difference is that in the greenhouse, Guo Fu is crooked, while Zhongxin is not crooked.

However, the strength of martial arts does not mean that other aspects are strong.

Therefore, Zhao Hao never thought that Zhongxin could go far in martial arts, even with "Jiuyang Divine Skill".

Talent and background can't replace everything, adventures and inheritances can only create ordinary masters.

Weak chickens, after all, are weak chickens, even if they get the inheritance of the phoenix, they can only dominate in the weak chickens.

Zhongxin is not a weak chicken, but in Zhao Hao's eyes, he will stop at the top of the five.

His mind is too mixed, and his status is too high, and he can't do sincere martial arts, so he is naturally not qualified to climb the peak of martial arts.

"Forget it, master, come with me, I'll give you medicine. Guo Fu said.

Faithful is a monk and her savior, and she doesn't care about a little defense of men and women.

............

"Li Mochou, don't think that if you saved our brother, we won't seek revenge on you. Wu Dunru's face was pale, and he was already weak when he spoke, but he still endured the pain.

Wu Xiuwen on the side also nodded again and again.

Li Mochou glanced at the two of them lightly, there was no ridicule or ridicule in his eyes, it was as plain as water.

Turning his head, Li Mochou said to Yang: "Today~ You saved my life, I wrote it down." ”

"Fairy Li doesn't need to be like this, Yang Guo is just repaying the favor. Yang aisleed.

Li Mochou once saved his life in the hands of Jinlun, and also fought in Zhongnan Mountain, although Li Mochou did ~ something extreme, but Yang Guo was grateful to Li Mochou in his heart.

Li Mochou nodded and said, "It's okay, that's the case, we are clear, you don't have to take my kindness to heart." ”

She is easy not to be gracious, and she is not grateful.

............

"Ling'er, have you succeeded?" Zhao Hao asked.

Zhao Ling'er nodded and said, "Brother, don't worry, as long as you hold on for another half a month, Kublai Khan will definitely be defeated without a fight." ”

Zhao Hao let out a long breath: "Half a month." ”

PS: I strongly recommend a book to everyone: "Martial Arts World Rescue", which is really a very good book. Ahem, well, I'll admit, this is my last book.