Kublai Khan's heart was conflicted and entangled, he 3 didn't want Wu Xiuwen and others to escape, but he didn't want to sacrifice so many Mongolian elite soldiers in the valley.

Not to mention that it is difficult for him to choose such a thing as mutilating his soldiers, just say that the current Mongolian Empire is not what it used to be, and every soldier is extremely precious to him.

But looking at Wu Xiuwen who was fighting with King Jinlun, thinking of how much he had been deceived by this person over the years, and how many turning points in the Mongol Empire from victory to decline were inseparable from Wu Xiuwen's figure.

Wu Xiuwen is a thorn in his heart at this time! If he doesn't get rid of Wu Xiuwen, he won't be able to sleep well, and he may have no peace in the future!

Even if the loss of these soldiers will cause the Mongol Empire to lose its vitality again, how can this not be a strong man breaking his wrist! As long as Wu Xiuwen and the others are killed! Genghis Khan, the grandfather of this king, was able to start from scratch and lay down a huge country, why can't I, Kublai Khan, make a comeback with the strength in my hands!" Kublai Khan finally made up his mind.

"Master Zicong, just do it according to your plan! I will leave these things to you to take full responsibility!" Kublai Khan commanded in a deep voice.

"Obey!" Zicong received the order and immediately began to order the arrangement, "Send people to pour the fire oil from all directions, and resolutely do not let them have a chance to escape, in addition, you must pay attention to the upwind outlet, and you must follow my orders when lighting the fire, so as to ensure that the fire surrounds them and makes them have no way to escape." When the time comes...... "Monk Zicong ordered in an orderly manner.

The people in the valley didn't know that a catastrophe was coming, and they were still fighting desperately!

The "Ziwei Soft Sword" in Wu Xiuwen's hand was controlled by internal force, sometimes straight and hard, sometimes soft and flexible, and the five flywheels of the Golden Wheel Dharma King were also filled with internal force, whistling and flying all over the sky.

The "Bang Bang ......" series of sounds were endless, and the "Ziwei Soft Sword" was extremely sharp, but it could not easily cut through the five flywheels that were filled with internal force, but it also left obvious gaps on it.

Finally, Wu Xiuwen saw the opportunity, flew and pounced on the tip of the "Ziwei Soft Sword" and accurately pointed at the center of the "Lead Wheel", the "Lead Wheel" dripped, and the sword body of the "Ziwei Soft Sword" shook like a water wave, constantly dissolving the huge force on the "Lead Wheel".

Wu Xiuwen flew up a series of feet, and stepped on the "golden wheel" and "silver wheel" that flew one after another, and the whole person took advantage of the huge force on the flywheel to exert the "spiral nine shadows", tossing and turning in the air, twisting his waist, and dodging the "copper wheel" and "iron wheel".

Finally the huge force on the "lead wheel" was dissolved, Wu Xiuwen Dantian's internal force spit out, the "crape myrtle soft sword" became straight again, and the tip of the sword "poof!", easily pierced the lead wheel, and then shook his wrist, "Wow!" cut the "lead wheel" in half.

After slashing the "lead wheel", Wu Xiuwen hurriedly made a "jack fall", and the whole person fell rapidly, and then backhanded a sword to pick up the "golden wheel" and "silver wheel" that flew and swirled, and stabbed the golden wheel king with a sword.

After one of the five flywheels of the Golden Wheel Dharma King was broken, the offensive of the "Five Wheels of Dafa" immediately had a flaw, and it was difficult to deal with Wu Xiuwen.

"Your Highness, the fire oil will be arranged in a few moments, and when the time comes, the fire will rise to the sky, and we will fire ten thousand arrows in the periphery, and with a two-pronged approach, Wu Xiuwen and the others will no longer have the possibility of escaping. Monk Zicong galloped over and whispered in Kublai Khan's ear.

Kublai Khan frowned slightly, such a massacre of his own soldiers is a big taboo, Kublai Khan originally wanted to let Monk Zicong be fully responsible, and he would have the opportunity to find an excuse to shirk in the future, and this notoriety would not become a fatal stain on him in the future.

And Monk Zicong is not stupid, on the contrary, he is very smart, he came up with the idea to show his resourcefulness, and secondly, he does not want Wu Xiu Wensheng to leave here from the bottom of his heart.

But after Kublai Khan really agreed to his plan, Monk Zicong couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, Kublai Khan could sacrifice the lives of countless soldiers in order to kill Wu Xiuwen today, and he could also abandon him as a wise man without hesitation in the future.

No one can predict what kind of consequences will be caused by the notoriety of killing countless soldiers under his subordinates, in case someone will attack Kublai Khan a day later, Kublai Khan is likely to push himself out as a scapegoat, after all, the idea is from Monk Zicong, the order is given by Monk Zicong, as long as he is the "culprit" to vent his anger, Kublai Khan can shirk responsibility.

Therefore, in order to protect himself, after everything was arranged, Monk Zicong still came to ask Kublai Khan for an order. At this point, Kublai Khan no longer hesitated, and was about to give an order, when he heard a loud laugh from another mountain not far behind him: "I have heard that there are peerless figures in the Mongolian Tartars, and it is rumored that they are comparable to Genghis Khan!

This long roar was full of internal force, and every word was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone present, whether it was the Mongolian elite soldiers in the valley who were fighting bravely, or the reinforcements who were pouring fire oil on the hillside, ready to light fire and release arrows, they were all stunned.

"Impossible, His Highness Kublai Khan actually wants to burn the valley and burn us here together!"

"What's the matter? Didn't the order just now say that it would make the brothers in the valley withdraw?" the Mongol soldiers, who were kept in the dark, wondered.

"If they can withdraw, then those Central Plains masters will be able to escape more easily!"

"What? Kublai Khan actually burned even the poor monks here!" King Jinlun fought with Wu Xiuwen with all his might, and did not notice the situation around him, but now that the two of them were slowed down by the sudden situation, the King of Jinlun knew that the shouting was true, the faint smell of fire oil in the air, and the Mongolian soldiers with bows and arrows on the surrounding hillsides all verified the authenticity of those words. Suddenly, His Holiness was a little disheartened......

"What! Kublai Khan was so ruthless that he wanted to burn down the valley! In order to kill us, he did not hesitate to let thousands of Mongolian elite soldiers accompany the burial!" Wu Xiuwen was also shocked when he heard the sudden shouting, and then his heart moved, and he secretly rejoiced: "This voice ...... I didn't expect him to come......"

"Shoot the arrows, light the fire!" Kublai Khan was called to break the conspiracy, his mind was confused, and he ordered loudly, "Quickly release the arrows, light the fire!" I order you, quickly!"

With Kublai Khan's shout, the hearts of all the Mongol soldiers became cold...... (To be continued.) )