As the last Wanhu who was transferred to Chunyuan's command, Jin Xuanyun had never experienced large-scale, face-to-face combat with the Han army.

Although news of the defeat of the Meng Yuan came from the front line, he was too proud. As a fighting nation and a member of the royal family, he always believed that the Meng Yuan was the best nation in the world.

They were born for war. They should be invincible and invincible.

Merely Han Chinese.

They are just a group of guys who relied on despicable means such as castles and tricks to achieve victory.

He did not believe that Meng Yuan would be defeated head-on.

He desperately hoped that Chunyuan could show the momentum of a fighting nation and launch a decisive battle with the Han army. But Chunyuan was like a turtle, entrenched in the six cities of Huanglong Mansion, motionless.

The Mongolian people actually imitated the Han people and guarded the city? This is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world.

He complained more than once in private that Chunyuan was old. Wan Yanxian, Jin Ruiyun and other Wanhu were also old.

Just like an old lion, it has lost its claws and teeth, and is no longer the majestic lion king.

They should all abdicate and give up their positions to young, talented and ambitious Mongolian and Yuan warriors.

Until then.

Only then did Jin Xuanyun realize that it was not that the lion was old. It was that his opponent was a tiger in his prime. In terms of combat ability, both sides were almost evenly matched.

The Han army had a slight upper hand.

Jin Xuanyun had yellow teeth and bit his lip tightly, almost bleeding. He couldn't believe it and didn't want to admit it.

The most elite Mongolian and Yuan heavy armored cavalry were no match for the Han army.

This is impossible.

This is impossible.........

Jin Xuanyun looked slightly lost, and Feng Chong felt it keenly. He could probably guess what Jin Xuanyun was thinking, and said sarcastically: "How about it, boy? I heard that you often make remarks about Han people being sheep. Ridicule.

Chunyuan and the others are old."

"You can't believe it? Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. We Han people have stood up. Your Majesty said it well. If the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty is a fighting nation, then we are a war nation."

"Regardless of the system, culture, and war, we will crush you in all aspects."

"Barbarians should behave like barbarians. They stay like monkeys in the trees, eating bananas and grabbing their own red buttocks. How dare the barbarians of Meng Yuan to call themselves emperors? After claiming to be Emperor Yan? They are simply a model of being crowned monkeys.

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Feng Chong's venomous mouth almost continuously launched taunting attacks towards Jin Xuanyun.

Jin Xuanyun instantly changed from a state of despair to a state of rage.

"You bastard." Jin Xuanyun cursed, and kept calling Feng Chong's body with the horse in his hand.

A horse's shaft looks like a flying dragon, exuding endless pressure.

The moves are endless and fierce.

Feng Chong's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly used his Zhangba sword to defend himself. At the same time, he continued to sarcastically say: "What's wrong? Did I say something that hurts you? Are you angry from embarrassment?"

"You Mengyuan people are monkeys, monkeys, monkeys. Monkeys with bare buttocks and red buttocks."

"What? You're holding it in so much that your face is red. If you feel uncomfortable holding it in, just argue with me. Take off your pants and show me if your butt is red."

"If your butt is not red, then I will dismount, kneel down, kowtow to you three times, call you grandpa three times, and admit loudly that I was wrong."

Jin Xuanyun completely fell into madness mode, each move became more fierce and fierce than the last, but each move was also weaker than the last.

Such a crazy and furious mode cannot last long.

Feng Chong's eyes flickered, while he defended carefully while waiting for Jin Xuanyun to weaken.

He was very proud in his heart.

"What a stupid young man. After being ridiculed for a few words, he was already blinded by anger. Okay, very good. If you cut off this stupid young man's head, I will also be the Duke of the country. Except for Liu, I am the only one in the entire Han Dynasty.

Zhixing is the third person after Li Yong."

Thinking of this, Feng Chong's heart was extremely hot, and he became more and more calm in his moves. At the same time, he continued to harass Jin Xuanyun.

His mouth smelled like a cesspit.

Mouthful of excrement.

"Kill!!!!!!" Jin Xuanyun suddenly roared, his aura increased to the extreme, and the horse spear in his hand thrust out with a "whoosh", as fast as lightning, and struck Feng Chong's neck.

Feng Chong's heart rang with alarm bells. The general's instinct made him feel that if this move was not done well, the boat might capsize in the gutter.

Of course we can't capsize in the gutter.

The throne of the King is right before our eyes.

How can the boat capsize?

"Come on." Feng Chong roared, his muscles tightened, and he exerted force from his waist to his arms. The Zhangba sword in his hand intercepted Jin Xuanyun's Ma Shan with lightning speed.

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At this moment, all the momentum in Jin Xuanyun's body was released, and he suddenly withdrew the horse in his hand. He turned the horse's head at a very fast speed and shouted: "Withdraw troops."

"Don't think that I, Jin Xuanyun, am a fool."

Before leaving, Jin Xuanyun turned around and sneered at Feng Chong.

Extremely lethal.

Feng Chong kept sarcastic and sarcastic, spitting shit. But thousands of words could not be as lethal as Jin Xuanyun's last sentence.

It turns out that the fool is himself?

Feng Chong was stunned for a moment, his mouth wide open, like a wooden chicken. After a moment, he said angrily: "Jin Xuanyun. If you have the guts, don't run away. Fight me for three hundred rounds and see if I don't kill you."

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Jin Xuanyun, who had already walked away, sneered and ignored him.

Jin Xuanyun's timing was very good.

The Mongolian and Yuan cavalry fought with the Han cavalry and gradually fell into a disadvantage. If the delay continued, the Mongolian and Yuan cavalry would collapse.

The collapse of an army is more terrifying than a defeat.

Jin Xuanyun felt it keenly.

It was like a bucket of cold water pouring down on him, making him wake up instantly.

General Wanhu.

How could it really be a monkey with a bare butt and a red butt?

After receiving Jin Xuanyun's order, the morale of the Meng Yuan soldiers rose instead of falling. A battle with no victory in sight is the most despairing.

The withdrawal made them relieved.

"Kill!!!!" The Meng Yuan soldiers advanced instead of retreating. The soldiers in the front row launched a charge uniformly. The soldiers who lost their horses took the opportunity to jump on the horses of their companions.

Under the fierce offensive of the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers, the Han soldiers were suppressed for a while. Then, the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers turned their horses and quickly left the battlefield.

They did not retreat in defeat, but fought and retreated at the same time.

"Kill!! Kill!!!!" The furious Feng Chong frantically led his troops to pursue the Meng Yuan soldiers, chasing them a long distance in the blink of an eye.

Just then.

The rapid sound of gold and iron sounded from the door of the Han military camp.

Military orders are like a mountain. If even the generals disobey military orders, how can they restrain the soldiers? Feng Chong looked at the fleeing Mongolian soldiers and suddenly felt deflated like a rubber ball. He reined in his horse and stopped dejectedly, and led his troops dejectedly.

Returned to the Han army camp.

Although I won, my victory was not perfect.

Not only did Jin Xuanyun run away, but he also got yelled at.
Chapter completed!