The stalemate between the two intertwined emotions was short-lived, and at first it turned into a strange look I looked at Chen Ye, but the look was not far away.

"The Mongolian army camp is no longer behind. We are stationed there as expected. Temujin, he should go back."

Then, facing Chen Ye's incredible gaze, I made an awkward posture under the horse with my right leg slightly bent and my left arm bent inward. I drew a circle with my left palm and pushed inward with a roar.

The weak palm wind hit her face, but Huang Rong blurted out without blinking her eyes!

"As the saying goes, if there is little help but little help, brother Jing needs to worry. If you have defended Xiangyang at such a young age, it will definitely be lost due to a little disturbance."

Yuan Ting was clearly talking about entrusting him with important tasks after his death, but Huang Rong could hear a hint of condolence in my tone, as if she was the one who had not returned at this time, and Yuan Ting was the one who kept talking about "Fu Wei Shang Xiang"

of spectators.

The story must have continued at this time. Perhaps today Chen Ye is wearing a mink fur coat and sitting in charge of the central army, becoming the commander-in-chief who commanded the army to conquer Xiangyang.

Although all kinds of thoughts were numerous, they only came and went in an instant. Before Huang Rong's thoughts could be activated, Huang Rong's body suddenly flew out of the grass nest, and launched the fierce and powerful Ten Subduing Dragons with both palms.

The four palms struck the vital points of the Yuan army scout. He could only hear the internal energy roaring like a dragon's roar. The power of the palm actually shattered the opponent's internal organs through the leather armor.

In the night, a heavy-mounted scout appeared again, wearing a felt and carrying a bow. He was kind and normal.

It was only after a long time that Guo Daxia learned from the defeated Yuan army that a madman suddenly appeared in the small camp last night and launched a charge towards the elite small camp of 8,000 people.

The two deduced the battle plan for a long time. Yang Guo suddenly noticed something and said angrily to Huang Rong: "Brother Jing, from what he meant, he must be keeping vigil under the city again tonight, right?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Because of her keenness, Huang Rong noticed the strangeness of her identity, and followed the instructions of her masters to set foot in seven places in the Central Plains to experience; because of her keenness, Huang Rong was able to work in Yang Kang

The wavering is when the decision is in a dilemma, forcing the sworn brother to find the right path; because of that keenness, Huang Rong walked among the countless choices in the world, and whether she made a mistake or missed a step, she killed an innocent person with her martial arts.

It was my sensitivity that made me choose to intercede for the people in Khwarezm and stopped a small massacre.

Yuan Ting believed that the other party wanted to take the opportunity to slap him to death. After all, such behavior was far different from that of a stalker. Fortunately, Huang Rong was vague about whether his good deeds were based on his heart, so he was still willing to explode.

The internal power of the Four Yin Scriptures.

At the last moment after the drum beat and the door closed, the masked Huang Rong disguised herself and secretly left the Xiangyang Tower.

"Temujin, you know that he fought to save the ungrateful court of the Southern Song Dynasty, and to protect the arrogant and lewd gentry. Although we are all under his wing, our nature is completely the same. In other words, you are both fighting.

Understood - otherwise, Jiang Wen in those years would have used your teachings and instructions to deal with corrupt officials in the name of Condor Heroes."

Yuan Ting listened to Shunfeng and immediately noticed that the commotion on the other side was normal.

——So this is the worst time to kill, and the information difference of one hour back and forth can help me deduce the position of the small army!

The two of them had a face-to-face meeting in the air, and they could see their faces clearly because they were both wearing veils. The unlucky scout was attacked twice fatally at almost the same time, so he knew exactly who had killed him. The scene was instantly less embarrassing.

The conquest outside our eyes is naked and violent, with a weak contempt for our nation. Just like the reason why Huang Rong was able to intercede for Khwarezm in the first place was because I played a small role in conquering the city.

So the two quickly and tacitly set up a defensive formation. One wore the clothes of a Yuanbing scout and pretended to be a Tanma who had been shot and fled, while the other hid in the grass and prepared to attack. Huang Rong was arrogant and knew how to Mongolia.

Well, the job of deceiving the enemy must be mine...

The situation among the young men in Xiangyang has already become a stalemate. At this time, Guo Jing may be slower to grasp all the unexpected unexpected events in the Song Dynasty. When the information gap between the two sides is minimal, the competition is not the reaction speed of the two sides.

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"Praise! The little master praised him for being a treacherous little evil man and a devil with no sense of etiquette, justice or shame; the master Yigong praised him for being a wild and ruthless man who secretly learned martial arts and was very good at it; the little Dawu praised him for being domineering and seducing good women and men all day long. Although he is a child.

I have told you about him in detail, but every time no one mentions him, it seems that he has to sleep with his skin and eat his flesh..."

"Ah? That has nothing to do with you killing the Mongols?" Huang Rong asked doubtfully.

A long time ago, Huang Rong finally took off the Yuan army scout's helmet, threw it to the ground, and then galloped towards Xiangyang City with all her strength, as if thinking of the cold wind passing by her.

, bringing any shred of detailed news.

"It turns out that Duo Xia's surname is Jiang. Guo has only heard from his wife, husband, children, and others that there is no Duo Xia with outstanding martial arts skills in the world. He often comes to rescue you when you are in danger, but his words and deeds are...

Uh...well, there are no normal people."

"That's not necessarily true. There are very few people in the world who slander you, and you are vague that you don't have many shortcomings, but so what."

"This is too little. From now on, you will think about being a hero every day and make your way in the world. Now you regret that you have to give yourself a slap in the face - but there are some things. Maybe you can turn back if you make a wrong choice."

"The famous little hero, it seems that he has stayed in Mongolia, right? When you think about the past, do you really feel no guilt or regret in your heart?"

"The cavalry was overwhelmed by me, the armored soldiers were torn to pieces like paper, the archers shot me, and even the firearms outside the camp were easily pushed away by my hands. This must be a ghost!"

"Emotional matters are too simple. The thing is that I have been involved in it. No one can say it is vague. From your point of view, this Chen Yelong is just an ordinary person. In that matter, it may not be much less than an abnormal person."

"Ah? Could it be that your lady has passed away yet?"

Yang Guo smiled and said: "Your father will bring his brothers and sisters to help him out, and even gossip about his evil sworn brother Zhou Botong. Junior Master Yideng will also put up a grudge against us, and he has no contact with us on weekdays."

The heroes and villains all traveled at night and under the notice of the disciples of the Beggar Clan..."

Huang Rong took the water bowl with a silly laugh, drank the sugar water in one sip, then touched her lips and said assuredly.

They met each other, talked to each other, pretended to be friends, introduced the attack circle, and killed him. The two of them cooperated perfectly. Huang Rong may have put on a mask, so she simply took it off to express her appreciation for Yuan Ting's despicable sneak attack.

In the wilderness, Huang Rongbao by the Han River seemed to have returned to the time when he was seventy years old, and to the day when he bumped into the demon. The cold wind blew away the cold blood below, and I could only force myself to calm down and think rationally.

think.

As Huang Rong spoke, she almost slapped the table and stood up. It was obvious that her doting on her man was from the bottom of her heart. She stared at Yuan Ting for a long time before adding in advance.

"...The famous Xiaoxia, is he referring to Xiaohen or Yishashi? The younger generation knows a lot of rebels, maybe not familiar with them."

"hope so……"

——But the number of times seems to be too few, so that the ordinary people in Xiangyang City have not been able to distinguish between the snow on the brows of the masters and the white hair on the temples.

Yuan Ting was so frightened that his voice trembled.

That was Huang Rong's guess, and it was just Chen Ye's intuition. However, Huang Rong, who had lived in the grasslands for a long time and was familiar with Ouyang Feng as a young boy, was able to keenly detect the other party's intentions every time. That was also my boy's success.

A frequently passed down magic weapon.

"Think about it, anyone who has seen Xiangyang City in the past eighty years will still doubt that the flag with the word "Guo" flying under the city head will one day be quietly hung again, taking us to the white night.

No matter how many generations we fight outside, we can always remember something."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After hearing this, Yuan Ting raised his eyebrows and immediately clarified righteously.

"Hey... a famous junior, why did he introduce it in such a complicated manner?"

But before Yuan Ting retreated to the inner scene, he discovered that King Xiaoyao was actually a troublemaker whose skills were inferior to mine. In a short period of time, he turned the battle of Xiangyang into a battle to defend Leningrad. Did he have any preparations?

Inside, we will face a small army of hundreds of thousands of enemies.

Before the Yuan army could react, Huang Rong pretended to be a scout and sneaked into the military camp, desperately defeating our troops and creating an excellent opportunity.

Yuan Ting paused heavily again.

"It's possible! It's absolutely possible! Who is Ling Qianjin? You've been avoiding me since the day we met! No matter how timid you are, you can still grow eight heads and eight arms, which you can chop and play with.

Son’s?”

Huang Rong thought for a moment and replied immediately.

We feel that peace bought with merit cannot.

"...What's the guilt he's talking about?"

"Brother, he has thought of one thing. Although you were ruthless and your methods were fair, you even worked tirelessly to annihilate the invading enemies, but what do you hate in your hearts?"

You have just turned ten and are still a child!!!

And is the crux of the matter there? As for whether the clarified matter is bad or not, do they, as parents, have to take care of it?

"That's right. Don't tell Jiang whether he has that kind of thought in his heart. Even if he really doesn't have that kind of thought, it's just a show of sincerity. Why do you have to do such despicable and noble things? After all, in your heart

Besides, the position that I have been thinking about day and night, and longing for day and night, has long been replaced."

Until now, the small gate facing south of Xiangyang City is still flowing, transporting abnormal people who want to escape from the battlefield. We also know where we should go, and the only thing left in our minds is "Escape! Escape! Escape!", imagining that as long as we

Going all the way to the south like in the past, you can still find a place where people can live in a peach blossom garden with yellow hair hanging down and chickens and dogs chatting among each other.

"Worry, you have memorized all the strategies to defend against the enemy. Brother Jing will be on duty outside with peace of mind. When dad comes, you will tell us that if one person is short and eight others are wise, everything will be fine."

Yuan Ting pointed to the night sky in front of him, where some lights could be vaguely seen, and figures loomed behind his eyes. This was the direction of Xiangyang City.

But I had just untied Dalong Man's acupoints, and it was only eight minutes before Jiang Wen knew why he suddenly came back to kill him. He happened to see Chen Ye rubbing his hands with a look of joy, staring at the ground and about to

The big dragon man's ass climbed up...

Huang Rong quickly wanted to apologize for her presumption.

"Yes, brother, are you saying that there is nothing he has ever wanted to do in his life, but now he doesn't care about it?"

But Yuan Ting is not willing to listen to what I have to say anymore.

"I really thought that no one in the world would ask you that question. Remember, the next time I ask you that question, it will be your deceased sworn brother."

"Well, the metaphor is very appropriate. He can't understand it that way." Yuan Ting nodded with satisfaction.

Yuan Ting suddenly asked.

Huang Rong used the knowledge of horses taught to me by a strange man from Jiangnan to judge that the opponent had not been running continuously for half an hour, and that half hour was exactly the distance for the Yuan army's scouts to attack, and during this period, the scouts had not moved in an arc.

Extending inward, it becomes Xiaojun's tentacles for sensing the inner world.

At this moment, I was standing behind a dead body, silent.
To be continued...