Chen Yunfeng was not in a good mood today.
After he rushed out of the military camp, he suddenly thought that he had replaced Feng Maofeng, who was supposed to appear but died.
Feng Tiejiang went south to chase Huang Laoxie because of him.
If Chen Yunfeng had not appeared on time, Guo Jing and Yang Guo would have been killed; Chen Yunfeng originally thought that he was taking the initiative to intervene in this world, but now he found that the world seemed to be influencing his intervention method.
Just like today, if he was not in Yang Guo, he would die, but when he appeared, even though he killed a Nimoxing, it had no effect at all.
Looking at the overall situation, he still didn't know that because of the appearance of a strong man like him, King Jinlun actually found four very powerful opponents for him.
"Master Uba, we are not far from the camp.
We will arrive in half an hour at most.
Do you think we should stay in the camp this time?
The only way is to kill those who can only cry."
Only by calling the Central Plains people can we get more loot."
A Mongolian soldier with two pigtails on the back of his head said loudly as he rode up to the leading centurion.
Uba put the mace on his shoulder, looked at the soldier and said with a smile: "I once heard people say that there was a joke in the Song Dynasty.
They said that the Liao people had very powerful maces in their hands.
How could they resist it?
A sour scholar actually replied: They have maces, and we have Tianling Gai to withstand them.
That's it.
Now our Mongolian cavalry is a hundred times more powerful.
Their Tianling Gai can't stop them.
I think General Mu'ertie will let us stay this time.
It is said that Xiangyang is not easy to capture.
As long as we capture it, the entire Central Plains will be ours.
Hunting grounds. " Chen Yunfeng pulled out six small throwing knives from his belt.
When the group of Mongolian grain escorts was less than twenty steps away from him, he flew over the bushes and fired the flying knives with the dragnet technique in his hands.
Just listen to the sound of flying knives entering flesh.
The centurion and the five Mongolian soldiers beside him were shot in the forehead and fell from their horses to the ground.
The Mongolian soldiers who were startled by Chen Yunfeng's sudden attack saw that he was alone.
Amid a burst of shouts, the Mongolian cavalry waved their weapons and rushed towards Chen Yunfeng.
"Seek death."
Chen Yunfeng shouted and jumped on the centurion's horse.
As soon as the horse's head turned around, he rushed towards the Mongolian cavalry.
The halberd in his hand did not stop at all, and he kept waving it and slashed at these soldiers.
Soldier's head.
"Puff puff puff" There was a continuous sound of the halberd's crescent blade cutting off human heads, and the heads flying all over the sky kept flying up and down under his lightning-fast halberd.
Seeing Chen Yunfeng's brutal and terrifying attacks, even the Mongolian cavalry who thought they were brave were frightened by him.
In just a few breaths, Chen Yunfeng had already galloped tens of meters on his horse, and no fewer than thirty headless corpses fell along the way.
A captain of ten men was killed when he saw that the soldiers could not get close to Chen Yunfeng.
In the blink of an eye, less than half of the more than a hundred people were beheaded and died.
He turned the horse's head and patted the horse vigorously before shouting: "Escape quickly" These Mongolians thought they were brave, but they were definitely not fools.
Seeing that they could not defeat Chen Yunfeng, they immediately turned their horses' heads and ran away.
Not to mention the speed of these guys on horseback, Chen Yunfeng was not ready yet.
After the second charge, these people had already ran tens of meters away.
After a dozen breaths, they could only see a little dust on the official road.
"Er" A loud and dull horse neighing made Chen Yunfeng turn around and look at the grain carts.
There was actually a huge wooden cage in the grain cart.
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Inside, there was a tall war horse that was more than six feet tall and about three to four feet long.
Its dark hair was shining with light.
The long snow-white hair on its four hooves makes it look very noble and elegant, but it looks like it has not been tamed yet.
This is a war horse sent to the military camp to choose its owner.
Chen Yunfeng had no research on horses.
He just thought it was a good war horse.
As for its breed, he had no idea.
This horse was the best Arabian horse given to the Mongolian Khan by the Persian Empire.
It is also one of the best horses in the world, although it is not as fast as the Sweat Horse.
But its endurance and gravity-bearing capabilities far exceed that of a sweaty BMW; In order to encourage Kublai Khan to continue attacking the Song Dynasty, Meng Ge simply sent this BMW to the front line to serve as Kublai Khan's mount.
However, he never expected that this untamed war horse would now become Chen Yunfeng's trophy.
Chen Yunfeng used a halberd to carry all the grain carts to the roadside, and then used a fire sickle to burn all the grain carts.
At the same time, he tied dozens of scattered war horses with ropes, and then opened the huge cage for transporting the war horses.
"咴儿咴儿" When Chen Yunfeng took the reins out, the untamed war horse began to neigh.
However, this BMW also had some intelligence.
The corpses left behind by Chen Yunfeng's killing just now were still lying on the ground.
The tangy blood in the air made the air Everything became cold, it screamed, its front hooves kept digging at the ground without much struggle.
Chen Yunfeng didn't know how to tame horses, but he knew that this thing could be tamed with strength.
He put his hands on the war horse, and gradually added strength to his hands, forcing the war horse to slowly kneel on the ground.
The war horse kept trying to stand up from the ground, but Chen Yunfeng's strength became stronger and stronger.
The war horse struggled for a while, and then looked at Chen Yunfeng with gentle and pleading eyes.
"A good horse can actually withstand my three thousand kilograms of strength.
In this case, the load-bearing capacity is not bad.
Well, you are actually a mare.
Seeing how black you are, I was going to call you Xiaohei.
Your hooves are white as snow.
Then How about I tell you to chase the clouds?"
Chen Yunfeng picked up the horse and patted the horse's neck gently.
"Puff puff!"
After the war horse snorted for a while, it thrust a huge head into Chen Yunfeng's arms.
Chen Yunfeng laughed, took a saddle from the side and put it on his new war horse Zhuiyun, and climbed on the horse.
He grabbed the rope holding the horses on his back and rushed towards Xiangyang.
When he returned to Xiangyang City Gate, Lu Wende happened to be on the city wall.
He quickly asked someone to open the city gate and watched Chen Yunfeng come back with more than thirty war horses.
He looked at Chen Yunfeng with curiosity and said: "Chen Shaoxia, Guo Daxia and Yang Shaoxia have returned, but they are all in a coma.
What are you?"
"Oh, the leg of your war horse was shot off.
When I left the Mongolian military camp, I happened to see a team transporting grain, so I killed them, robbed dozens of war horses, and burned dozens of carts of grain.
Let the war horses be used by the army," Chen Yunfeng said, pointing to the horses.
Chen Yunfeng handed the rope holding the horses to a primary school, turned over and rode on Zhuiyun and said with a smile: "Master Lu, this weapon is not bad, so I won't give it back to you.
It killed hundreds of Mongolian Tatars today, and it can be regarded as my best comrade-in-arms."
Lu Wende would not think that Chen Yunfeng was talking nonsense.
At this time, the spurge was stained with blood.
A master like Chen Yunfeng was covered in dried blood.
The bloody smell all over his body and the converging murderous intent in his eyes made people feel a little cold.
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