Muhuatie's iron-tied bow foot has the power of three stones, and his wolf-fang arrow is a carefully selected arrow.
With this arrow, he can shoot directly through the neck of a bison within a hundred feet.
The arrow shot less than ten feet, but Mu Huatie suddenly saw the wolf-toothed arrow turning around and shooting towards him.
His eyes widened as he was galloping on his horse, and the long wolf-toothed arrow had already penetrated his skull.
The general was actually shot to death by a wolf-fang arrow shot by himself.
The Tatars who believed in the Immortal Heaven suddenly pulled their horses.
They thought this was God's warning to them, but the military orders were like mountains.
They looked at each other and could only pick up the weapons in their hands.
He rode towards Chen Yunfeng who was blocking the road ahead.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Bursts of strong wind suddenly blew, and thick clouds gathered in the originally bright sky in the blink of an eye.
The Tatar forward troops were walking against the wind, and the war horses were blown by the strong wind.
Their eyes were closed and they lowered their heads.
No matter how the cavalry rode, the war horses Neither is willing to move on.
The sky became darker, and suddenly some shiny things began to fall from the sky.
Pieces of finger-sized ice crystals blew into the cavalry team with the wind.
They heard constant chissing sounds, and individual figures continued to fall after the ice crystals passed through their throats and between their eyebrows. war horse; Just after tea time, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed and the strong wind stopped.
Only more than 3,000 war horses were left circling in the sun.
As for their original owners, they had rolled to the ground at this time, leaving only the center of their eyebrows and throats.
A wound the size of a fingernail was left, indicating that they had received a fatal blow.
Hundreds of Beggar Clan disciples came rushing from a distance, driving their horses towards Xiangyang.
Youruo and Xiaoqing came from another direction.
Looking at Chen Yunfeng who was a little confused about killing a thousand people, Xiaoqing lowered his voice.
The voice said: "These Tatars are not of my race.
They want to enslave the Central Plains.
Killing the people of the Central Plains, then we are just fulfilling our responsibility by killing them."
Chen Yunfeng said in a low voice: "I know, I'm just worried about the outcome of Yu Ji, Zuo Ci and Nan Hua.
They provoked the war in the late Han Dynasty, but killed and injured most of the people in the world.
Later, Wuhu Hua nearly destroyed the foundation and blood of the Central Plains, and they suffered He was punished by heaven and died in the five declines of heaven and man.”
"whee" Xiao Qing used her tight pair of arms to press against Chen Yunfeng's arms and said with a smile: "Have you forgotten what Ni Bodhisattva said?
You are a person who rebels against heaven.
Heaven and earth have already abandoned you.
No matter what you do, it is a kind of rebellion to heaven and earth.
In the Lingwu world, what you have done is rebellion.
Isn’t there a lot of things in heaven?
God still can't do anything to you.
As long as you follow your heart and don't fall into evil ways, no one can interfere or stop what you do. " On the other side, Youruo also leaned against Chen Yunfeng with her soft body.
Ever since she became his wife, she had vaguely understood that everything Chen Yunfeng did had a tendency to deviate from the normal trajectory.
As a woman, no matter how powerful she is, , men are everything to her in the end, she looked at Chen Yunfeng and whispered: "Don't think so much.
We still have a lot to do today.
Anyway, just do what you want to do.
If it were me, I would have killed all the Tatars and the emperor of the Central Plains."
Chen Yunfeng smiled and said: "Uh, okay.
I don't want to think about this anymore.
We will go to Nanyang later.
Those people will be ready.
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It will take tens of thousands of people to carry so many things.
If there is a slight mistake, I will be sorry for so many brothers in the Beggar Clan."
It turned out that his idea was Nanyang City north of Xiangyang, where the Mongolian grain and grass, artillery gunpowder and arrow siege equipment for more than ten years were gathered; He would not destroy several years of food and fodder for hundreds of thousands of troops with a single fire, let alone destroy mountains of gunpowder and hundreds of artillery and take them back to Xiangyang.
Then the Mongols will have their own bad luck; Chen Yunfeng himself built two hundred relatively advanced artillery pieces and even tens of thousands of explosive shells.
But no one can have too many cannons; Although the Mongolian artillery uses black powder and smoke, but is less powerful, if the solid bullets are replaced with explosive bullets, they can be fired into the enemy's charging team.
Those hundreds of cannons are equivalent to tens of thousands of troops defending Xiangyang.
It may be difficult for others to seize these supplies from Nanyang City, but it will be easy for masters to go in and destroy these things.
Chen Yunfeng is going to lead a large group of masters to do this this time, that is, to take away all the supplies in Nanyang City.
All the Mongolian army supplies were moved away.
Killing the forward Mongolian cavalry here, plus the thousand in Xinye, the total time it takes to kill two thousand Tatars is no more than a meal.
Looking at the horses going away, Chen Yunfeng looked in the direction of Nanyang City, where There is a guard team of 10,000 people and 3,000 cavalry, who are distributed in Nanyang City and the suburbs.
The open terrain of Wailang is suitable for cavalry charges.
It should be considered the best point for the Tatars to choose this place as the pincer defense point of Nanyang City.
Half an hour later, on a hilltop near Wai Lang, Chen Yunfeng, Huang Yaoshi and others had gathered here.
What they wanted to do was to quickly eliminate the cavalry here.
At this moment, thousands of masters around Nanyang were blocking the entrances and exits, killing every Tatar they found.
However, behind the surrounding hills, nearly 20,000 Beggar Clan disciples were waiting in those places, each carrying a wheelbarrow.
Although these disciples of the Beggar Clan are not very skilled in martial arts, they are far more disciplined in their work than ordinary Jianghu people.
It took Lu Youjiao more than a month to mobilize a total of 20,000 people from various places in order to evacuate Nanyang. city.
"Yunfeng, it's easy to kill the cavalry here, but the 10,000 defenders in the city are divided into three camps, and some of them are guarding in front of the major warehouses.
Aren't you worried about them burning those things themselves?"
After a while, Huang Yaoshi looked at Nanyang City not far away and said.
Huang Yaoshi's worries are actually a bit overdone.
The general here is A Shu, a close confidant of Brother Ali.
This man can be regarded as a strong general when he leads troops in battle.
Under normal circumstances, once Nanyang is in crisis, burning food, grass and weapons must be done. things; But what is stored here is more than ten years of inventory, including grain, fodder, ordnance, gunpowder and artillery.
These are all materials prepared by the Mongolian Han to destroy the Song Dynasty.
Once damaged, A Shu's whole family will be beheaded, so he would not dare to make such an order easily. of the command.
Especially when there were only thousands of people attacking Nanyang, the best Ashu could do was to keep sending people for help.
Only a decisive person like Kublai Khan would have the guts to destroy so many things.
What's more, Chen Yunfeng won't leave them a chance at all.
He is comparable to a supernatural figure with two wives, Hong Qigong, Ouyang Feng, four golden elixir masters, Huang Yaoshi, Yang Guo, Hong Qigong and the old naughty boy.
An innate master; Entering Nanyang with a thousand warriors, as long as they guard those important warehouses, the tens of thousands of Tatars here will become sacrifices to commemorate the people of the Central Plains who died unjustly after being massacred in hundreds of cities.
To be continued: