"The power of heaven, this is the power of heaven!"

Less than three miles away from the battlefield, a middle-aged general knelt on the banks of the Daqing River, looking at the sky in the distance, muttering to himself with a shocked look on his face.

On the background of the blue sky, flame meteors emerged out of nowhere, dragging the spectacular smoke trails and falling down. Then, terrifying flames exploded on the ground. The rapidly expanding flames were like a torrent of fire, constantly devouring the figures of Mongolian Iron Cavalry. Then all the flames were connected, gradually turning the entire battlefield into a sea of ​​fire that almost dyed red in the horizon. The tongue of fire rushing straight into the sky was like a fire dragon, and the black rolling smoke was like a cloud covering the sun. The waves of this sea of ​​fire continued to stir up, spreading turbulently on the north bank of the Daqing River, and even the plants and trees on the shore were burning together.

And in this sea of ​​fire, countless Mongolian cavalry were wailing and struggling and running away in despair.

Then it is flooded by the waves of fire.

Then they kept rushing out of the sea of ​​fire, screaming with flames, rolling on the ground, reaching out to pray for something, but they were burned into black coke with despair, and the war horses with fire also ran wildly, rendering horror on the background of the sea of ​​fire, creating greater chaos.

"Brother, what should I do?"

A slightly younger general beside him asked carefully.

While speaking, he turned around and looked behind him. Behind him, two thousand cavalrymen stood in control of their horses, looking at the sea of ​​fire in the distance with fear, and some people had even dismounted, kneeling down on the ground and bowing to the distance in fear and constantly bowing to the distance. More people were watching the spectacular scene of the sky fire falling, and they were also watching the middle-aged general from time to time, obviously waiting for his decision. At this moment, as the wind direction changes, the scorching wind mixed with the scorched stench of dead bodies has even spread here.

"what to do?"

The central general smiled bitterly.

At this moment, the Daqing River Bridge in the distance was finally restored, and the cavalry on the south bank began to step onto the wooden bridge continuously.

"Retreat, withdraw Daming, repair the city and reorganize the army and watch the changes through Wu Jing. This is the will of God. How dare the Daming Wang family go against the will of heaven!"

The Marquis of the Han Army, Wang Wengan, the Wanhu, the marching army of Daming Road, stood up and said while getting on the horse.

"Where are the Mongols?"

His younger brother Wang Wenli asked.

"Mongols? They don't have time to care about us!"

Wang Wengan said.

After saying that, he urged the horse to leave without looking back. His brother took a last look at the sea of ​​fire. Suddenly a figure rose into the air. On the background of the rolling smoke, the fire dragon was rising, holding a huge weapon, and then fell into the air and disappeared from his sight. He sighed with admiration on his face, and then urged the horse to turn around and leave like his brother.

The two thousand cavalry under their command also turned their horses and ran westward.

And to the north of them, a large number of Mongolian cavalry also fled in chaos.

Of course, Yang Feng didn't know that he had already scared away a Shihou. At this time, he had just rushed out of the sea of ​​fire. After using more than 100 barrels of gasoline thrown by Xiaoqian, he defeated thousands of elite Mongolian cavalry in a very short time. With his cover, the three thousand cavalry led by Li Yanjian finally crossed the Daqing River. He quickly came forward to meet him, and then took Li Yao's aunt and nephew and the three thousand cavalry to avoid the sea of ​​fire that was still burning in the north and spreading outward, and rushed to the east to the Mongolian army that was surrounding the east. Then, just like he brought the Jinyiwei cavalry, the five hundred cavalry with the strongest combat power under Li Yan, and stabbed into the Mongolian cavalry with a lengthened triangular formation like a long stab.

As a sharp blade, he immediately began a brutal massacre.

The terrifying mace in his hand swept wildly, and his whole person turned into a moving meat grinder, smashing all the Mongolian cavalry that appeared in his attack range, including his men and horses, into splashing flesh and blood, as if a high-speed rotating drill bit drilled into the flesh and blood, and quickly moved forward among the dense Mongolian cavalry. Relying on his way, Li Yao, who was following closely, kept stabbing out the spears, lifting the Mongolian troops who fled in panic from the horse. The heavy cavalry formed a dense formation behind Li Yao and followed with spears at full speed. They almost didn't need to attack with weapons. As long as they followed the Immortal Lord, they kept squeezing and trampling forward for a moment, it was enough.

The formation of the Mongolian cavalry was almost dispersed by this terrifying force in the blink of an eye.

No one could stop the long thorn from moving forward, and Yang Feng and his giant mace moved forward.

Then there is the doomsday of the Mongolian cavalry.

Because behind this long thorn, there were nearly 3,000 elite cavalry, including Yang Feng's personal guard, waiting. When Yang Feng and the heavy cavalry dispersed the formation of the Mongolian cavalry and killed them so that they could rush over the corpses all over the field, the three thousand cavalry who had been raising their energy began to charge. Because on one side was the Daqing River and on the other side was the sea of ​​fire made by more than 100 tons of gasoline, the Mongolian cavalry was bound to a not-wide battlefield on the shore. After being dispersed by Yang Feng, they could not resist the impact of the formation of cavalry, just like facing the pouring mountain torrent, they were instantly flooded by the torrent of thousands of horses.

"Shim, this monster!"

Behind the Mongolian cavalry, the highest commander of the Mongolian army on the Shandong battlefield, Temujin's nephew, and Habichi, son of Zhuochihesa'er, looked at Yang Feng who swung his mace and smashed it out in a grief.

"I don't believe that I can't kill him!"

A Shu, the son of Wulianghetai beside him, roared with gritted teeth.

One bed crossbow was immediately pushed out, and dozens of bed crossbows were aimed at Yang Feng at the same time.

But almost at the same time, a blue light spot appeared in the sky above their heads, and then the meteor dragged the flames to the long tail. Before the first meteor could land, the Han soldiers who were working on the crossbows, even the Mongolian cavalry, Semu cavalry, and Han cavalry who were stepping forward to reinforce them, all screamed in horror and turned around regardless of everything. You must know that the sea of ​​fire not far away has not yet been extinguished, and the Mongolian cavalry covered in fire ran out of the sea of ​​fire from time to time.

With these unlucky past lessons, they have already seen the power of this heavenly punishment. It can be said that their brains were instantly submerged by the terrifying sea of ​​fire. The fear of death, fire, and gods made them think of only escape at this time. Tens of thousands of huge legions of troops fell from a height of one thousand meters, and collapsed like a collapsed sand castle. Everyone was crowding and trampling each other and abandoning their commander to escape.

Habichi and Ah Shu looked at their heads in a daze.

"This is really inexplicable!"

A Shu murmured with a wry smile.

The next moment, a meteor of flames fell between him and Habichi, and the raging waves of flames instantly spread around and drown them at the same time.

"Heaven punishment, this is God's punishment!"

Shi Tianze, who was leading the Han army to reinforce, was muttering to himself as he looked at the flames falling again.

The tens of thousands of Han troops under his command were also attacking the defeated soldiers. While watching the sea of ​​fire falling from the meteors in front of him, they turned around in horror, and also crowded and trampled on each other and tried desperately to escape.

It was at this time that another Han cavalry arrived.

However, what was surprising was that they did not escape, but continued to move forward against the defeated soldiers. But just as they collided with the defeated soldiers in front, they raised their sharp swords in their hands and slashed wildly. At first, they thought they were trying to stop the escape, so the defeated soldiers did not resist under the habit of being driven, but just hid to the side in a panic. But when they unceremoniously even killed the Mongolian cavalry, the defeated soldiers realized that they had clearly turned against each other.

"Liu Sijing, this dog thief!"

A general next to Shi Tianze said sadly and angry as he watched the scene.

"He is from Jinan, and he is different from us!"

Shi Tianze said expressionlessly.

That was the cavalry of Liu Sijing, a general under the command of Zhang Rong, a Marquis of Jinan.

There are many Han army marquis in Mongolia, and there are dozens of them in total.

The six largest families are Li Yan of Yidu, Shi Tianze of Zhending, Yan family of Dongping, Zhang Rou of Shuntian, Liu Heima of Taiyuan, and Wang family of Gongchang. These six families are called Dafan. The Liu family of Taiyuan was the first to surrender to Mongolia, which is actually no different from Mongolia. The Wang family of Gongchang even joined the Wanggu tribe of Mongolia, and their original surname was changed to Wang. These two families were almost Mongolianized, and the remaining four were considered pure Han army marquis.

Below the six families, there are Jinan Zhang Rong, the famous Wang Wengan, and Guide Dijia.

There are also second-level marquis below these second-level marquis, just like the warlords and small warlords among the warlords during the warlords in the Republic of China. For example, Dong Wenbing, who was most trusted by Kublai Kan, was second-level marquis. His Gaocheng Dong family was actually affiliated with the Zhending Shijia, including the famous Guo Kan, who was also the Zhending Shijia. The Shijia was a real super big boss among the Han people in Mongolia. The Liu Sijing family was also the second-level marquis in Jinan. His father Liu Bin was one of the four tens of thousands of households under Zhang Rong. These Shijiao had their own army, and most of them were even tens of thousands. For example, Li Yu had an army of 80,000. Although Zhang Rong's four tens of households could not be said to be all 10,000, it was fine if the total force exceeded 20,000. In addition, they also had their own Aolu, that is, the old camp or the army was the foundation, and like the Mongolian tribes, they led their own army to participate in the war after receiving the conscript.

This slave system, which is no different from nomadic, guarantees the combat effectiveness of Shihou.

Every time the Han army heading south to fight against Shihou is on the front line. They only change their semen when they can't do it. They only change their semen when they can't do it. These semen are also brave in fighting. After all, the Mongols respect force, and respect whoever can fight them. If they have any contributions to the war, they will not be erased by civil servants. This is also an important reason why the Han army's semen are more willing to be loyal to them. But that is when they are invaded by foreign aggression, once they hit their own territory, this system will immediately become disintegrated.

Especially when the situation is unfavorable.

And now it's obviously.

After the Daming Wang family fled without fighting, the Liu family in Jinan chose to turn against him without hesitation.

After all, Liu Sijing's home and land are still in Jinan, so he just had a son who was hostage from Kublai Khan. It goes without saying which one son is important or the Liu family business is important.

Of course, even without his turn against each other, the collapse of the Mongolian army could no longer be curbed. Although Xiaoqian actually threw dozens of gasoline barrels in this round due to limited energy, the Lie Yan and Yang Feng, who was waving a mace and the monster-like Yang Feng who was waving a mace behind the Fiery Yan, still completely destroyed the courage of the 20,000 Menghan coalition forces. This collapse could no longer be restored by human power. It might be possible to replace Yang Feng, but at least Shi Tianze did not have the ability. He sat on the horse with a lonely face, looking at the defeated soldiers pouring backward like a dam in front, sighing helplessly.

"You guys go!"

He waved his hand and said to his trusted generals beside him.

"Master, you can't do stupid things!"

The generals immediately understood what he was going to do and quickly saluted and said.

"I, Shi Tianze, was entrusted by Your Majesty, and could not eliminate the rebellion for the country and kill the king of the clan. What's the face of seeing Your Majesty again!"

Shi Tianze drew his sword and said righteously.

He really couldn't go back. He was different from other Shihou. In recent years, the Shi family was all on the front line in the war against the Southern Song Dynasty. It was estimated that Yang Feng would not let him go. Moreover, if he cheated Li Yan this time, Li Yan would not be able to let him go. It can be said that as long as he is a symbolic figure, it would be difficult for the Shi family to change the party when necessary. Unless he learned from Liu Sijing and turned against him directly, then their Shi family in Zhending and the relatives stationed in various places would be finished. If he fled back to Zhending with the army and continued to fight for Mongolia to the end, he would really lack confidence. After all, he would be punished by heaven and no one could withstand it.

It’s better to just wipe your neck and pull it down.

"Master!"

The subordinates continued to play with bloody things sadly.

"Let's go, this is a military order!"

Shi Tianze shouted angrily.

Then he put the knife across his neck...

Suddenly, there was a chaotic scream, and then the four defeated Mongolian cavalry in front flew up at the same time with splashing blood. A figure that turned completely red with blood, swung a big stick that turned completely red, and rushed out in the thick smoke. The monster casually stepped on the head of a Mongolian soldier who was not dead, and his head exploded like a watermelon. He raised his face that turned blood red, opened his mouth to reveal two rows of white teeth inside, showed a terrifying smile at Shi Tianze, and raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face.

Of course it is the blood of others.

It would be fine if he didn't apply it, but it would be even more terrifying after one touch, like the villain in American plasma horror movies.

Shi Tianze looked at him in shock.

The generals on both sides subconsciously began to retreat, and then looked at each other one by one. Suddenly, no one knew who screamed, and everyone turned around and fled in a hurry.

At this time, Li Yao jumped out with a spear and rushed out.

"Shi Tianze."

She stopped beside Yang Feng and looked at Shi Tianze and said.

"Please start your performance!"
Chapter completed!