Where is the sword of the reborn eagle

Zhang Shijie was sent to the "Dunwu Army" Meng Communist to learn how to lead troops to fight and how to arrange troops.

Although in the eyes of others, Guo Mo is proficient in all these aspects.

But he himself always feels that, compared with these "professionals" of this era, it is better for him to delegate power as much as possible and let go.

Hu Yande let Yue Ao take it with him. They were all made of fierce generals, and they were packed together so that they could fight tough battles at critical moments.

Moreover, Yue Ao has been in the army for so long, and Guo Mo plans to let him reorganize the "Yue Family Army" in the next step.

Not to mention anything else, just the gold-lettered signboard of "Yue Family Army" and Yue Ao's identity will have a multiplier effect in the future war against Jin.

Guo Mo knew that Yue Fei and Yue Yun passed away one after another, but there are still many descendants of the Yue family scattered among the people.

Not to mention the descendants of the "Yue Family Army" back then, there are still some existences like the Iron Palm Gang in the Song Dynasty and even in the Jin Dynasty.

Re-playing the banner of "Yue Family Army" can also have the effect of attracting troops and gathering generals.

As for Wu Nantian, Guo Mo planned to just throw it to his elder brother Guo Jing.

Staying in the "Jingnan Army", by the way, let Guo Jing, the great uncle, teach martial arts from time to time.

Although, Guo Jing's awareness of teaching apprentices is a little bit low, he can't stand having a younger brother like Guo Mo, he will definitely "train" his apprentices first.

The "Nine Yin Manual" is bound to be learned by hand, as for whether other unique skills can be learned, it depends on the performance of this apprentice after Guo Mo "trains" Wu Nantian.

The killing continued. When the Mongolian soldiers were killed and there were less than 200 people left, Lu Youjiao, who went up the mountain to save people, had already returned.

There were more than a dozen disciples of the beggar gang who went with him, and now many of them carry some people who cannot walk on their backs.

Guo Mo hurried up to meet him.

"Mother, mother, where are you?"

Because it was dark, I couldn't see clearly. After all, there were hundreds of people coming down from the mountain.

"Mother, it's really the second senior brother who came to save us."

At this time, Li Ping, who was walking behind the team, was accompanied by her eldest daughter-in-law Hua Zheng.

Originally, after Guo Jing and Hua Zheng got married, Hua Zheng changed his tune and no longer called Guo Mo "Second Brother", but called him "Second Brother".

It's just that this trip to the south, since everyone has reached this point, the "scholar with a good hand" Zhu Cong no longer hides from everyone, and told everyone the true identity of Guo Mo.

At that time, Zhu Cong, the "Scholar with Wonderful Hands", had already written to the "God of the Horse King" Han Baoju, and also told the "Laughing Amitabha" Zhang Asheng, and the "Yue Nv Jian" Han Xiaoying in person.

Now, announcing Guo Mo's true identity in public also makes everyone feel more motivated, especially at the moment of being hunted down every day.

This kind of determination is becoming more and more precious.

Mother Li Ping was not too surprised. When she handed over the baby to "Flying Bat" Ke Zhen'e, she had such a prediction in her heart.

Although she may lose her son from now on, Li Ping feels that she is content to be his mother for more than ten years.

Huazheng's heart changed somewhat.

Although no one said anything, I have repeatedly emphasized the concept of "married and obeyed".

However, she still couldn't erase it. Her own status as a Mongolian princess couldn't stop her from thinking that these fierce pursuers behind her were sent by her own brother, and even acquiesced by her most beloved father Khan.

Seeing the warriors guarding the village of "Seven Sages Village" and the warriors of the personal guards of the third master being killed by those Mongolian pursuers, Huazheng felt an inexplicable sense of guilt in his heart.

The only way to alleviate my guilt and anxiety is to keep waving the sword in my hand and harvesting the lives of Mongolian pursuers.

Especially in the past few days, the Mengjin coalition forces suddenly attacked the mountain with unprecedented momentum.

Even the Fifth Master, who had been trained in a copper-skinned iron frame, was severely injured by the opponent, and his lovely little junior sister Zhang Ting was washed away, and his life and death are unknown.

In the past few days, Seventh Master Han Xiaoying has been supporting herself.

The whereabouts of the daughter are unknown, the husband is seriously injured, and everyone is constantly being chased and killed. Even a hard-working woman is exhausted physically and mentally.

"Second senior brother—"

Huazheng ran over first, followed by several guards, who surrounded Guo Ping, who was only four years old.

"Sister-in-law"

Although surprised by Hua Zheng's address, Guo Mo respectfully called "Sister-in-law" and saw the child next to him at a glance.

"Haha, you are little Guo Ping, right? Come, let the second uncle hug you."

Going forward, he hugged little Guo Ping without any explanation, with a doting look on his face.

"Mer—"

Li Ping also followed the crowd and came to the front, calling Guo Mo's name.

Hearing this, Guo Mo gently put Guo Ping down, came to his mother Li Ping, lifted his clothes and knelt down on the ground.

"Mother, I made you suffer."

Holding Li Ping's legs, tears flowed down my face.

"Quick...get up quickly, let mother take a good look at you."

It has been more than four years, and the two mothers have never seen each other since they parted. This time they escaped from death, and they met again, as if they had been separated for a lifetime.

"Mer—"

"Mer—"

"Mo'er—haha, why did you come here? If you come a little later, you will have to collect the body of your third master!"

"Smiling Amitabha" Zhang Asheng, supported by "Yue Nv Jian" Han Xiaoying, came to Guo Mo.

And "Horse God" Han Baoju still looked carefree.

"Haha, the person who can kill the third master probably hasn't been born yet. I'm not worried about the apprentice."

"Second senior brother—"

"Second senior brother—"

Feng Ge and Ye Qu also hurried over to greet Guo Mo.

"Mo'er, just wait here for a while, I'll go and cook the last offal first."

"Horse King God" Han Baoju saw that he was fighting in the nearby camp.

There were still two hundred or so Mongolian soldiers fighting stubbornly in the corner, Han Baoju couldn't suppress the anger in his heart when he thought of the dead bodyguards and Zhuang Ding.

Especially those of his personal soldiers, over the years, they have trained more than 300 people, and now there are only a few dozen left.

After recovering from his injuries, I don't know how many people can fight with him again.

Therefore, Han Baoju picked up a steel knife, led Feng Ge, Ye Qu, and more than twenty slightly injured guards, and rushed into the Mongolian camp.

Lu Youjiao was worried about their mistakes, so he brought a dozen or so Beggar Brothers to kill them.

Originally, the Mongolian sergeants had only been able to parry and had no power to fight back against the "Black Wind Shuangsha" and other four people. With the addition of these dozens of fresh troops, they collapsed immediately.

Huazheng watched from the side, with mixed feelings in his heart.

It is said that those who are being slaughtered are all her Mongolian people, but they are the ones who chased and killed her thousands of miles away.

It was they who killed more than 200 Zhuang Ding of "Qixianzhuang" and more than 100 personal guards of the third master.

The fifth master was also injured, and the whereabouts of the little junior sister are unknown.

Even if she wanted to intercede for those people, she couldn't open her mouth.

"Master Fifth, what's wrong with you?"

When Guo Mo heard that someone was injured by Ouyang Ke, as soon as he met him, he looked for several of his masters in the crowd. When he saw the fifth master "Laughing Amitabha" Zhang Asheng, he knew it was this one who was injured.

"I'm fine...cough, Mo'er, it's great to see you as a teacher, but it's a pity that Ting'er..."

Zhang Asheng's words made Han Xiaoying, the "Yue Nv Sword" next to her, shed tears again.

Guo Mo realized that everyone must have misunderstood somewhere, and quickly explained.

"So that Master Fifth and Master Seven can know that little junior sister is fine now and has been rescued by the brothers of the Beggar Sect. Although she was poisoned by the thief, the poison has been removed by me."

"Now, she is in Huaizhou City. Everyone can see her when they get there."

"Really, ahem... Mo'er, you didn't lie to me as a teacher, did you?"

"Smiling Amitabha" Zhang Asheng grabbed Guo Mo's hand and sent a chill.

"Fifth master, how dare I deceive you about this kind of thing, I just saw my junior sister, and I brought people here."

"Great, great, Xiaoying, Tinger is fine, great—"

Guo Mo has never seen Zhang Asheng, who has always been restrained, be so unrestrained.

"Fifth Master, it's more important for the apprentice to heal your injuries first."

After finishing speaking, he directly pulled Zhang Asheng over, found a flat place, and sat down cross-legged.

Han Xiaoying immediately led a few people to guard around the two of them.

It was "Frozen Palm" again, Guo Mo couldn't help but think of Ouyang Ke who was rescued, and the person who rescued Ouyang Ke.

Of course Guo Mo knew the identity of that person, not to mention his undisguised martial arts, figure, and temperament, even if his face was completely changed, Guo Mo knew that he was wearing a human skin mask.

Although it was the first time he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but knew that in another time and space, the other party liked to wear a personal leather mask to wander around.

As for why the other party did this, I am afraid it has something to do with his martial arts inheritance.

Two years ago, Guo Mo heard him talk about his experience of studying art, and it seemed that some silent things were about to surface.

Zhang Asheng's injury was lighter than that of Zhang Ting's. After all, "Smiling Amitabha"'s kung fu was slightly stronger, and he had already practiced "Iron Cloth Shirt" kung fu.

The only troublesome thing was the sinister aura in the "Frost Palm", which hurt Zhang Asheng's heart.

This is extremely difficult for others, but it is not worth mentioning in front of Guo Mo's "Nine Suns Magic".

In just two quarters of an hour, Zhang Asheng was exposed to the affliction of cold and poisonous erosion, and at that time his whole body was in good spirits.

"Mo'er, how far is your kung fu now? I'm afraid you have already caught up with the 'five uniques' of the world?"

Zhang Asheng, who tried it himself, couldn't help asking with emotion.

Guo Mo just smiled and didn't refute or admit it.

At this time, there was no sound of fighting in the Mongolian camp on the right.

Miraculously, no one in the temporary Mengjin coalition escaped.

"Third master, burn all the corpses of Mengjin soldiers, the weather will be hot soon, and it may cause plague if you keep them."

All the people worked together again and picked out the corpses of their own people. All the corpses of Mongolian and Jin soldiers were placed in the camp, and all the intact horses were pulled out.

There are nearly [-] horses, which is not a small gain, but how can they be transported back because of a headache.

The fire burned for a whole day and two nights, leaving more than a dozen brothers from the beggar gang to guard, not to really set Taihang Mountain on fire.

At the same time, the two thousand or so horses could not be taken away casually, and they were left at the foot of Taihang Mountain for the time being. Han Baoju asked the slightly injured twenty or so Zhuang Ding to stay and guard them.

The others, Xingye returned to Huaizhou City.

With such a big commotion, it stands to reason that the defenders of the Kingdom of Jin in Huaizhou City should have received the news a long time ago, and everyone is ready. If it doesn't work, they will fight again and continue south.

However, it was already dawn, and everyone even had a simple breakfast after washing up.

The seriously injured people had already gone down to rest, and not even a single golden soldier came to find trouble.

Zhang Asheng and Han Xiaoying also met Zhang Ting in the wing room. After a day and night of recuperation, little Zhang Ting also basically recovered.

Because there were too many people, the sub-helm of the Beggar Clan couldn't accommodate them, so Guo Mo directly booked two inns not far away.

Everyone was recovering while recuperating. It wasn't that they didn't want to leave. It was true that more than a dozen people were seriously injured, and three of them failed to survive and passed away.

Until the fourth day when everyone entered Huaizhou City, the beggar gang sub-helm welcomed a group of guests, to be precise, a young master with six guards.

"I would like to ask you two to go in and make a report, just to say that an old friend came to see Guo Dutong, the 'Dunwu Army' of the Great Song Dynasty."

This young man was very polite, and even said to the two beggars at the gate of the sub-helm of the beggar gang.

Hearing that the visitor wanted to see Guo Mo, the two beggars glanced at each other, and one of them ran in to deliver the letter.

After a short time, Guo Mo came out from inside.

When he saw the person coming, a trace of surprise flashed across Guo Mo's face.

"Why, the little prince finally remembered the war horse he owed me?"

Chapter 217 I Am Him