In the early morning, mist began to rise in Xiangyang City, and corpses lay everywhere outside the east gate. Even the mist turned scarlet.
The east gate has returned to calm. This does not mean that the war is over, but that the battlefield has shifted. The Mongolian army was defeated and fled in all directions, covering the mountains. The Xiangyang army was chasing the deserters with great morale. At this time, they were already chasing
After more than ten miles.
During this period, Temujin also organized several resistances, but with little effect because the army had been completely dispersed and his military orders could not be conveyed at all. In desperation, he had no choice but to break out to the northwest with tens of thousands of guardsmen.
In the Mongolian camp, the original handsome tent has now become dilapidated. Hua Zheng is wrapped in a fox fur coat, sitting high on the horse, looking at Xiangyang City in the distance with complex eyes.
"Princess, the Great Khan managed to open a gap with great difficulty, but the Khitan rebels have already surrounded us. Time does not wait for us. Let's escape quickly." A general next to him said respectfully.
Hua Zheng was silent for a moment, then sighed quietly, "I don't know when I can come back again."
The general also said that she regretted the defeat, and immediately comforted her, "Don't worry, princess, as long as the Khan is still there, we will make a comeback sooner or later, and we will make these Han dogs pay a heavy price."
Hua Zheng shook his head and said nothing. He took a deep look at Xiangyang City, turned around, and walked away.
On another battlefield, Zhao Min stood tall, wearing a white armor, but it was stained with a lot of blood. She looked a little miserable. At this time, she was looking around blankly.
Not far away, the two elders Xuan Ming slapped two Kunlun sect masters to death with one palm, and immediately ran over, "Princess, let's go quickly. Once we are surrounded by them, we won't be able to leave even if we want to."
There were tears in the corners of Zhao Min's eyes, but he smiled and said, "You won, hahaha, you really won..."
The two elders Xuan Ming looked at each other. After following Zhao Min for so long, this was the first time they saw this strong woman shed tears, but was she crying or laughing?
For a moment, the two of them couldn't figure it out, so they had to urge, "Princess, the situation is critical and no delay can be tolerated. Let's go quickly!"
Zhao Min came back to his senses and glanced at the two of them. Somehow, a trace of madness suddenly flashed across his face, "I won't leave, I want to stay here and die with them!"
"No way!" Elder Xuanming was startled. Hebiweng was still trying to persuade him, but Luzhangke suddenly fired a powerful force from his fingers. Zhao Min rolled his eyes and fainted.
"Senior brother, what are you doing?" He Biweng asked doubtfully.
Luzhangke rolled his eyes at him, "If we continue to mess around with her, our brothers will be buried here too!"
As he spoke, he bent down to hug Zhao Min. He Biweng was startled and stopped him hastily, "You don't want to die?"
"how?"
"You have forgotten that she is not familiar with that person. If you touch her and someone comes to your door, what will we do?"
When Hebiweng said this, Luzhangke slapped his forehead and said, "Looking at my memory, I almost forgot about this."
Did he really forget? No one probably knows.
Luzhangke smiled sheepishly, and then asked, "What should we do now? Everyone is dizzy. We can't leave her here, right?"
Hebi Weng glanced around and said, "Get a horse and put her on it. I just saw Princess Huazheng going northwest. Let's catch up with her and hand the princess over to her."
"Good idea, let's do it."
Soon Luzhangke got three horses, Hebiweng helped Zhao Min onto the horse, and then the two brothers each took one horse and hurried to the northwest to catch up.
"Senior brother, after this battle, Murong Fu is bound to be at the top of the sky and have the momentum to dominate the world. What should we do in the future?" Hebi Weng asked.
Luzhangke pondered for a long time, "What else can we do? With the Talisman of Life and Death, our lives are in his hands. But Murong Fu shouldn't be someone who burns bridges when the time comes. We will go to him when the time comes."
Hebi Weng hesitated for a moment, "But we haven't accomplished anything yet. Even if he doesn't burn bridges, he probably won't trust us."
Luzhangke was startled when he heard this, then he laughed and said, "Junior brother, you and I are as close as brothers. If you have anything to say, just say it. Don't beat around the bush."
Hebiweng's face was solemn and he glanced at Zhao Min, "Senior brother, hasn't Murong Fu always liked this princess? Why should we go after Princess Huazheng? We can just send her back to Xiangyang City."
Luzhangke's palace was obviously deeper. His eyes flickered for a while and he shook his head, "No, it's not right to send him back like this."
"What's wrong?"
"Da Yuan is newly defeated. If we change the family immediately, people will look down on our brothers. Moreover, we don't know what the relationship between this girl and that boy is. If it fails, we will get burned."
"That's true. I didn't think well."
"No," Luzhangke waved his hand, "You are right about one thing. We haven't made any contribution yet. If we join him in the future, we will definitely not be reused. We have to find a way to make a contribution."
"Uh, what do you want to do?" Hebi Weng asked.
Luzhangke lowered his voice, "Have you forgotten that this girl has a marriage contract? Let's tell Murong Fu about it. No matter what relationship they have, the decision-making power will be in Murong Fu's hands. If anything happens, we can't be blamed.
On our brothers."
"Senior brother is still smarter, but how do we inform Murong Fu now?"
"Let's do this. I'll send the princess to find Princess Huazheng, and you can find a way to sneak into Xiangyang City and meet Murong Fu."
Hebiweng was about to agree when he suddenly remembered something and hesitated, "Senior brother, I'd rather escort the princess to Princess Huazheng. You can go see Murong Fu."
Luzhangke's face darkened, "Why, are you afraid of death?"
Hebi Weng sighed, "Senior brother, I know how you feel about the princess. I am not afraid of death, but I don't want you to make mistakes. And only senior brother can calmly deal with that old fox Murong Fu."
Luzhangke's face looked a little unnatural when he heard the first half of the sentence. After hearing the second half of the sentence, his face softened and he said, "That old fox is really not easy to deal with, so whatever, let me go."
Then he explained again, "Actually, junior brother, your worries are unnecessary. Brother Wei knows what's appropriate. Now our future all depends on this girl, how can it be detrimental to her?"
…
On a hilltop, the surroundings were covered with corpses. Some were from the Central Plains martial arts community, some were from the Protector Army, and some were Lingxiao Pavilion disciples. However, they were all dead now. Only three people were standing in the middle, one of whom was wearing a
The other two were wearing fiery red robes and fluttering in white. They were Imam, Murong Xue and Wang Yuyan.
The conditions of the three of them were not good, and their auras alternated between strong and weak. Among them, Murong Xue and Wang Yuyan were much more embarrassed, with messy hair and a few sweat stains on their pretty white faces. It was obvious that the three of them had been fighting fiercely for a long time.
"Hahaha," suddenly the Imam sneered, "Two little kids, my skills are endless and endless. It doesn't matter even if I fight for three more days and three nights, what about you?"
Wang Yuyan gritted her teeth and said nothing, but Murong Xue sneered and said, "Thanks to your concern, we still have enough strength to stop you for three days and three nights."
"Hmph, what a shameless statement!" The imam was furious. He opened his hands and two large fireballs condensed out of thin air. They flew towards the two women at an extremely fast speed.
However, the two women were not slow in their movements. Murong Xue made a hand gesture, and a milky white vortex immediately appeared in front of her, and expanded rapidly. Wang Yuyan clasped her hands together, and her body was filled with golden light, like a goddess descending to earth.
…
It is said that Temujin personally led tens of thousands of troops to break through to the northwest, and soon opened a gap. At this time, tens of thousands of cavalry surrounded Temujin and fled. As long as they fled into the Qinling Mountains, they would be safe.
But at this moment, a group of cavalry suddenly appeared on the road, followed by endless infantry, wearing Khitan military uniforms.
"Report, Yelu Hongji personally led the army to intercept!"
One of the generals around Temujin immediately said, "Khan, please go quickly, I will go and stop them!"
Temujin was furious, and his horse suddenly stopped with a hiss, "The children of the Liao Kingdom bullied others too much, all the troops..."
Before they finished speaking, several generals said in unison, "Great Khan, please put the overall situation first!"
"Great Khan, only you can lead Dayuan to make a comeback. Please don't try to gain momentum."
Temujin looked at the generals covered in blood, and his gray beard trembled slightly, "Is this Khan already old?"
"The Great Khan is not old. Victory and defeat are common matters for military officers. Please don't take it to heart. Once we go unlucky, there will be another time. Our great Yuan'erlang will never give up in a hundred battles!"
"Unyielding in every battle!"
"Unyielding in every battle!"
The surrounding soldiers shouted in unison.
"Okay!" Temujin shouted and finally made up his mind, "My sons, one day, I will lead you to come back and crush Xiangyang City into pieces, leaving not a single brick behind!"
"Long live the Khan!"
"Long live the Khan!"
"Let's go!"
Temujin finally left a few thousand cavalry behind to stop the Khitan army, while he fled into the mountains with tens of thousands of cavalry.
Of course, this does not mean that this is the only amount of Temujin's more than 300,000 troops left, but that the rest of the troops have been scattered on various battlefields, and some have fled to unknown places. After this battle, a large part will automatically
Return to Dayuan.
…
At the east gate of Xiangyang City, Murong Fu and Wu Xingyun led several Lingxiao Pavilion disciples out of the city, sweeping the battlefield with the wind and the remaining clouds.
In fact, Murong Fu came back for two purposes. One was to see with his own eyes how the battle was going, and the other was for his women. Many of his women were thrown into the battlefield during this battle. It was really dangerous.
If one was lost, he would regret that he would not have anywhere to buy the medicine.
"You are so worried about them, why did you go so early?" Seeing Murong Fu being so anxious, Wu Xingyun couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness.
Murong Fu sighed quietly, "I'm just a human being, not a god, and I don't know how to clone myself. Do you think I want to ask them to take risks?"
When Wu Xingyun was about to say more, Murong Fu waved his hand, "Okay, stop talking. There is movement on both sides of the east and west. You go to the west and I'll go to the east. Remember, if you meet a man with a covered face and a heavy sword,
You must not fight head-on with her, do you understand?"
"What a shame!" Wu Xingyun snorted, turned around, and sped away towards the west.