Boil the heavens

The speed is so fast, as if a white light is passing by the eyes.

Raise your swords to meet each other, and the sword points face each other.

break!

After a moment of stalemate, with a soft drink, Hua Zheng pierced the long sword in Yan Fei's hand with a sword.

Amidst a harsh metallic sound, the long sword was actually divided into two halves along the edge. Hua Zheng's sword tip touched Yan Fei's hilt, feeling the sword energy entering the center of his hand through the hilt, Yan Fei's face showed keen interest.

It's amazing to be able to slice the long sword in his hand into two halves like cutting tofu.

Genuine energy circulates, crushing sword energy.

Staring at the little girl in front of him, Yan Fei asked curiously, "I've heard of a technique of raising and drawing a sword. You should be using it just now, right?"

"That's right!" Hua Zheng's answer was short.

Putting his sword away and standing quietly, the sword energy he had cultivated for more than half a year could not help Yan Fei, Hua Zheng knew that he could not escape.

Looking at the head in her hand, fortunately her task has been completed, "Master, let's do it!"

Raising his eyebrows, the little girl simply surprised Yan Fei.

Also glanced at the head in Hua Zheng's hand, Yan Fei suddenly smiled, "Leave the skills of raising and drawing the sword, and then let's go!"

0058 withdrawal

Hanging the flagpole, Meng Gong's head was placed alone in front of the gate of the Song Army camp.

"You Song people have a saying that you come and don't reciprocate, and that's the price for assassinating several thousand commanders of our army!" Waving his horse and whip, Temujin said loudly in the morning light, "Since you want so much Take back this dead city, then I will return you all!

Li Haiping, Yan Fei, I remember your names, I will fight again next time! "

With a whistling sound, he turned and left, domineering and unrestrained, his back tall and mighty in the morning light.

However, in this tall back, no one knew that Temujin, who was full of anger just now, spat out the last breath of blood in his life.

"Take back General Meng's head." Holding onto the flagpole firmly, Li Haiping spat out a mouthful of blood with a grief-stricken expression on his face.

"General, the country cannot be without a king for a day, and the army cannot be without a commander for a day. General Meng was brutally murdered. We know that you are deeply saddened, but I would like to ask the general to express my condolences for the time being and take the post of general for the time being. The most important thing in everything is to regain Xiangyang." Yan Fei made a sound at the right time.

Why did you watch Meng Gong get killed last night?

Just for this moment!

As for Temujin's withdrawal from the army, it was within Yan Fei's expectation, and after repeated stimulations, the poison that would have taken a day or two to onset had completely exhausted him.

"General, please take back Xiangyang and avenge General Meng!" Looking at Yan Fei, Liu Sheng felt that something was wrong with Yan Fei, but at this moment, someone really needed to stand up and lead the overall situation.

As the deputy general of Meng Gong, Li Haiping, who had killed all directions yesterday, was naturally the best candidate. Liu Sheng, as a representative of the six gates of the imperial court, expressed his support, and the others did not have any objections.

"General, please take back Xiangyang and avenge General Meng!" The whole army shouted in unison.

Shan Huzhong officially assumed the position, and Li Haiping successfully took over the tens of thousands of troops.

"Lord Liu, Daoist Yan, and Temujin retreated. They said they wanted to return Xiangyang to us. I was afraid that they would be deceitful. I wanted to ask the two leading Jianghu heroes to take the lead in investigating the city, and then I would follow closely behind." Conforming to the general trend of the people, the first thing Li Haiping did when he took over the army was to regain Xiangyang.

In the city of Xiangyang, there were broken walls and ruins, and the fire had burned, and there were dark ruins and charred corpses like black carbon everywhere.

"In a short period of time, I didn't expect Xiangyang to turn into such a purgatory!" Once practicing in the forest near Xiangyang, Wang Lin is very familiar with Xiangyang. Looking at the scene that is completely different from his memory, recalling the laughter and laughter of the past, young His face was full of anger, "Damn Mongolian Tartars!"

"Anger is useless. Take a good look at the situation in the city to see if there are any ambushes, if there is any fire oil buried." Patting Wang Lin on the shoulder, Yan Fei said softly.

Temujin said he would return Xiangyang to them, but Yan Fei didn't believe that he would return it so easily.

really....

"Who!?" With Yan Fei's reminder, Wang Lin focused on checking kerosene and other combustibles, and suddenly found a figure hiding in a corner.

Seeing that Wang Lin found him, the fallen figure didn't run away, but quickly took out the fire pocket and wanted to set it on fire.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Wang Lin grabbed it quickly and subdued the hiding Mongolian with a single sword.

"Senior brother, you guessed it right. There is really a lot of kerosene buried in the city, and they used the burning smell and horse dung smell from the fire to hide the kerosene and combustibles. These Mongolian Tartars are really cunning ! "Wang Lin felt lingering fear as he looked at the piles of kerosene.

If the army is set on fire after entering the city, what the hell...

Just thinking about it makes me feel hot all over.

"Let General Li send troops to clean it up, and at the same time, check carefully to make sure there is nothing left behind!" Looking at the kerosene layer that was lifted off the soles of his feet, Yan Fei felt a cold sweat on his back.

Other things aside, if Wang Lin moved one step slower, they would probably be in a sea of ​​flames, and there would be no way out in all directions. Thinking about Yan Fei, they would feel terrified.

At the same time, the other side is slowly withdrawing from the Mongolian army.

"Father Khan, Li Haiping sent the decent army to clean up the kerosene, it seems that our plan failed!" In the moving yurt, Tuo Lei said to the pale-faced Temujin lying down.

"He is cautious, he is a good general!" Temujin said, supporting his body, "But even if there is no fire oil, that dead city is enough for him to divide his troops to pursue.

The Southern Song Dynasty is not weak, Tuo Lei, tell you, Brother Wang, if you want to attack the Southern Song Dynasty in the future, don’t blindly kill. Yan Fei is right. For a country like the Southern Song Dynasty, fear should be moderate and not cross the line. "

"Yes, Father Khan." Tuo Lei replied in a low voice.

He patted Huazheng's slender hand on the bedside again, and Temujin said, "Daughter, the martial arts of the Central Plains is a good thing. Its power is something that our grassland warriors don't have. How can we in Great Mongolia not have our own masters? Establish an organization to cultivate peerless masters belonging to our Mongolia, so that when we face the masters of the Central Plains in the future, we don’t have to be passive everywhere.”

"Father, don't worry, I will definitely let us in Mongolia have peerless masters." Hua Zheng's voice choked up as he looked at Temujin who was as angry as a gossamer.

"Why are you crying? Your father, I am Genghis Khan, how can Genghis Khan's daughter be weak!" He stopped Huazheng softly, and Temujin said, "Help Father Khan up, how can Ben Khan die on the bed? Prepare the horse for Ben Khan, Ben Khan Khan will die on horseback if he dies!"

On horseback, even though the person is no longer breathing, he is still as tall and straight as a pine, as stable as Mount Tai!

Temujin, the controversial hero, took his curtain call on his way home with great pride.

In Xiangyang, the army has been busy for more than a month, clearing up the ruins, building walls, gates, and houses, and finally rejuvenated this lifeless city.

At night, Yan Fei and Ma Yu made an appointment to meet Li Haiping.

"Disciple pays homage to the head teacher and meets the teacher." In the woods, Li Haiping knelt on one knee.

"Haiping, after working, Lin'an is ready to formally straighten you up, what are you going to do next?" Ma Yu asked softly as he helped Li Haiping up.

"The general will obey everything from the teacher and the teacher." Looking directly at Ma Yu and Yan Fei, Li Haiping said solemnly, "Please rest assured, the teacher and the teacher, the general will be a Quanzhen person from the beginning to the end. As for Da Song , After staying in the army for a long time, I feel more and more hopeless!"

Ma Yu probed euphemistically, but Li Haiping answered directly.

The black and white eyes pierced to the bottom of his heart, and Yan Fei could tell that he was sincere.

"Guarding the border, although you are only the guard of Xiangyang, in fact, this right is very flexible. We plan to let you gradually recover the Nanyang and Xinye areas, and then form a base with Xiangyang to resist Mongolia." Yan Fei said slowly, "Recruit Refugees, training new troops, reforming the system, nominally still a general of the Great Song Dynasty, but actually cultivating this border area into a force of its own."