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Chapter 268: Fragrance is hard to find

"Mingjin withdraws his troops——"

An attack battle lasted only half an hour before Zhang Shijie ordered his troops to retreat.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue fighting, it's just that these Mongolian cavalry are too brave, especially the five hundred among them.

As strong as the Yan King's escort army, in a one-on-one battle, they didn't even get the slightest advantage.

Forcibly turning a surprise attack into a critical battle was a loss Zhang Shijie was not willing to suffer.

Fortunately, the only ones who are really strong on the other side are these five hundred people.

Although the other five hundred people are not bad, they are not as good as the escort. The remaining Mongolian soldiers are even less worrying.

The only ones who actually fought against King Yan's escort were these thousand Mongolian cavalry and nearly five thousand Mongolian troops who had lost their horses.

The other five to six thousand Mongolian cavalry, led by Wokuotai and Borshu, had already fled north in haste.

The Mongols who stayed behind were really brave and not afraid of death.

Even those on foot who had lost their horses knew that they could not escape, but they still clung to the guards of King Yan.

These people could be seen everywhere, in small groups, rushing over desperately and clinging to the legs of the horses. Many of the escorts were also thrown under the horses.

Hu Yande brandished his "eight-foot-long snake spear" and ran rampant among the Mongols, but he preferred to find the five hundred brave Mongolian cavalry.

Those five hundred people were, of course, Wo Kuotai's personal guards, part of the "cowardly Xue Army".

Once Temujin's bodyguard, he later belonged to Ogedei, but now the total number of "Qixue Army" is only more than 3,000.

Among them, nearly 2,000 people remained in the royal tent on the Mongolian grasslands to protect Temujin's family members, and 500 people remained in Zhongdu.

Zhang Shijie was riding on horseback, supervising the team behind the formation, while Haji rode beside him. His mood was a bit complicated.

"Haji, you shouldn't have come with me."

Zhang Shijie said leisurely.

In any case, Haji is a Mongolian after all.

Although the two armies fought each other for their own masters, it was still a bit cruel for Haji, who was just fourteen years old, to let him slash his own people with a sword.

"Elder brother, I'm fine. When I came out of the grassland, my father told me that once you follow the master, you will be the master's apprentice first, and then a Mongolian."

Haji didn't know if what his father said was right, but he had always been an obedient child.

Zhang Shijie could tell that Xiao Haji was trying his best to convince himself with his farewell words.

Zhang Shijie sighed softly, who can really say clearly about such a thing, what is right and what is wrong?

Since it is all your own choice, you can only bear it yourself, and no one else can help.

Seeing that Wokuotai had escaped and that King Yan's guards were engaging in a war of attrition with him, Zhang Shijie felt that something was not good and hurriedly sent someone to withdraw his troops.

"Senior Brother, why did you just call the gold and retreat your troops? My 'Zhangba Snake Spear' is still hungry and thirsty——"

Well, this Huyande Duodou militant has been fighting for more than half an hour, and he is still hungry and thirsty?

"Second Junior Brother, please quickly count the casualties and send out a scout team to follow these Mongols. They have so many infantry and they can't run far."

Of these three junior brothers, the one who is truly reliable and useful is Wu Nantian.

It didn't take long for the data to be collected.

Three hundred and forty-seven people were killed, 105 were seriously injured, and minor injuries were not counted.

After one battle, they actually lost nearly one-tenth of their combat power, and this was still under the circumstances of a sneak attack.

"Order people to cremate the bodies of our brothers, and the ashes must be taken back to the Song Dynasty."

This is the tradition of King Yan's Guards, which has continued to this day from the day the guard was established.

Of course, the number of enemies killed in this battle was also considerable. When the battlefield was cleaned, the corpses of more than 2,700 Mongolians were found.

Most were infantry, but there were also cavalrymen killed by that round of bows and arrows and three rounds of lances. More than 400 Mongolian war horses were also captured, half of which were undamaged and could be used directly.

"Fourth Junior Brother, please take fifty brothers and send the seriously injured brothers and these ashes to the rear. Senior Uncle should have captured Luzhou."

Rather than letting Haji suffer, it would be better to let him directly escort the wounded, while Zhang Shijie led the remaining more than 4,000 escort troops and hung behind the Mongols not far or near.

He was waiting for the moment when these Mongolian soldiers collapsed completely.

If I can't fight with your cavalry, why can't I eat the remaining 3,000 infantry?

King Yan's guards were riding horses and had food and drink. Could it be that they couldn't deal with the infantry who had neither food nor water and no rest all day and night?

"General Borshu, we have already found out that what is following should be the army of the Song Dynasty. There are four to five thousand people, all cavalry."

"Their scouts are very fierce. We sent out fifty warriors, but only fourteen came back."

A man who looked like a scout came to Borshu and reported.

"People from the Song Dynasty? How did they get here? Are the cavalry of the Song Dynasty really so strong?"

As early as more than a year ago, Mongolia's top military officials received a military report from Xixia Tiemuge.

Speaking of Guo Mo, King of Yan in the Song Dynasty, he once led a cavalry army of several hundred people, which was extremely powerful, even stronger than ordinary Mongolian cavalry.

Dozens of horse-cutting swords left on the battlefield were also sent to Temujin. Naturally, Borshu could also see such military reports and horse-cutting swords.

Mongolia and the Song Dynasty did not border on territory, and on the surface the two sides even had a good relationship.

When Guo Mo appeared on the Xixia battlefield, the Mongolian high-level officials came to the conclusion that it was just Guo Mo's revenge for the "Qixianzhuang" incident, so they didn't pay much attention to it.

As for the combat power of the Song Dynasty cavalry, the powerful performance of these hundreds of people was also regarded as the special feature of the Yan King's personal guard.

The Song Dynasty has been weak for a long time. It has been under the suppression of the Jin people for many years. The rebound in recent years is also regarded by the Mongols as a sign that the Jin people have no time to look south.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Unexpectedly, tonight I encountered a 5,000-strong Song cavalry army. They were equally powerful and could even compete with the "cowardly Xue Army"

Confrontation.

In this brief confrontation, even if the Mongols were objectively at a disadvantage, the battle loss ratio was too exaggerated.

Just now, Borshu had someone do an inventory. There were originally more than 12,000 people, but now there are less than 9,000 people left, and there are quite a few injured.

Even if there were some who got lost in the dark, I am afraid that the number of people killed by the Song army would be close to 3,000.

What makes Borshu even more troubled is that there are now 9,000 people and more than 3,000 infantry. He cannot abandon these people directly and escape with only more than 5,000 cavalry.

As the commander-in-chief, Bo Shu also knew the purpose of the Song cavalry following behind, but he was helpless.

Youxin directly led more than 5,000 Mongolian cavalry to fight back. Seeing that everyone was hungry, even with the god-like skills of Bor, he was helpless.

"General Borshu must continue to suffer rebellion. Only by abandoning the more than 3,000 infantry can we have a chance to fight for a chance of survival for the remaining 5,000 or so Mongolian cavalry."

Wo Kuotai also saw the predicament in front of him.

Returning to Zhongdu in the north, it is still eight or nine hundred miles away.

The infantry may have to march for more than ten days, and even if they march with more than 5,000 cavalry, it will take about five days.

How could Borshu not know this truth? How could he bear it if he was asked to give up more than three thousand robes in his lifetime?

This is the biggest difference between Borshu and Ogedei. One is a leading general who rose from the ranks, and the other is a high-ranking and ambitious politician.

"Great Khan, I have sent people to rush back to Zhongdu and asked General Shiji Kutuhu to lead his army south to meet him. If everything goes well, we should be able to meet General Shiji Kutuhu in Zhending Mansion.

"

Shiji Hutuhu was one of the four adopted sons of Genghis Khan Temujin, the Tatar clan. He followed Genghis Khan to unify all the Mongolian tribes, and he was also a rare person who knew both military and political affairs.

He was granted the title of Chief of Thousand Households and was appointed Zharhuchi, in charge of justice and finance. As the first legal official in Mongolia, he established rules and regulations, governed the world, and made clear rewards and punishments.

When the three armies of Wokuotai marched southward, they entrusted full power of Zhongdu City to Shiji Hutuhu to guard the rear for themselves.

At this time, there are still nearly 20,000 Mongolian cavalry in Zhongdu City. If they can really go south to meet Wokuotai, all problems will be solved.

"Okay, General Borshu, you are fully responsible for the withdrawal from the Central Capital. Even I, the Khan, will be at your disposal. I'll go say goodbye to those three thousand men -"

Borshu had no choice but to go aside and make the necessary reorganization of the remaining 5,200 or so Mongolian cavalry.

A large-scale army, whether it is marching or fighting, is not only a competition in numbers and combat power. Without unified command, it will be useless to be scattered.

Now these 5,200 cavalry troops include the personal guards of the generals, comrades of different attributes, and hundreds of Korean servants.

At the critical moment, the elbows always have to be turned inward. In the name of reorganization, more than 600 Korean servants were eliminated.

The freed war horses were used to select more than 600 Mongolian warriors from the more than 3,000 infantry.

Among these more than 5,200 people, excluding the nearly 400 remaining "Qixue Army" who were Ogedai's personal guards, the remaining 4,800 people were divided into five teams.

Borshu re-appointed four thousand captains and directly commanded the remaining more than 800 cavalry.

There is nothing wrong with the adjustment of Borshu. The number of people has not changed, but the combat power has increased.

"Warriors of the Great Mongolia, this Khan has just received a military report that General Shiji Kutuhu, who is stationed in Zhongdu, is leading 30,000 Mongolian cavalry and rushing south for reinforcements——"

"We passed Zhending Mansion yesterday. Calculating the distance, we can reach here at the earliest tonight or tomorrow morning at the latest."

"Our Mongolian warriors are the most powerful warriors in the world. The only problem now is that everyone is hungry, so they are bullied by those southern barbarians. Borshu——"

"The end will be in——"

Borshu knew that Wo Kuotai was using psychological warfare and playing political tricks, but he could only step forward and cooperate.

"Go and have a look. I just saw five or six injured horses. I killed them all and gave the warriors a feast. Especially these more than 3,000 infantry. They ran for most of the night on their feet. It was really hard."

Already."

"Kill Ben Khan's horse as well, and let's guard this high hill and wait for the arrival of General Kutuhu, who lost his fortune tomorrow."

"Ogedai Khan——"

"Ogedai Khan——"

"Ogedai Khan——"

Ogedai's heroic words immediately aroused the response of the 9,000 Mongolian troops, especially the more than 3,000 infantry.

When they saw Wokuotai actually killing his own horse, they wanted to share the joys and sorrows with them!

"Elder brother, those Mongolians across the street are killing horses to satisfy their hunger. Should we rush up and kill them?"

About two miles away, Zhang Shijie led more than 4,000 escort troops and also stopped to rest, eat some dry food and drink some water.

It was already dawn, and after not sleeping all night, the three brothers were still very energetic. They had just eaten two cooking cakes, and Hu Yande was whining and wanting to fight.

"Hey, Third Brother, why do you think so much about fighting and killing? We only have more than 4,000 people, and the opponent looks like there are nearly 10,000 people, and most of them are cavalry."

"If they hadn't been short of food and water, and had been struggling all day and night, do you think I would have dared to bring the army so close to them?"

Zhang Shijie drank some water and looked at the Mongolian army in the distance. He also heard their deafening cheers, but he just didn't understand what these defeated people had to cheer for now.

Zhang Shijie didn't dare to rush over desperately if his head got hot.

Although the battle last night was considered a great victory, after all, he also lost nearly one-tenth of his combat power.

If it was like what Hu Yande said, and he went over to kill them quickly, without saying whether he could annihilate the other party, it was hard to say how much more than 4,000 people he could survive.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Send scouts back and ask the uncle where the army is? Report the situation here to the uncle in detail and ask for his reinforcements."

Zhang Shijie knew that Guo Jing's "Jingnan Army" was the protagonist of this march north to Hebei.

Now is not the time for the Song Dynasty and Mongolia to directly go to war. This time they went north to fight against Mongolia under the banner of revenge for Genghis Khan.

Princess Huazheng of Mongolia is in the "Jingnan Army" at the back, and Guo Jing is also Mongolia's Golden Sword Prince Consort.

Genghis Khan was poisoned and killed by an ambitious man like Ogedai. As their daughter and son-in-law, Hua Zheng and Guo Jing would be justified in leading the army to take revenge, right?

Although everyone with a discerning eye knows that this is just a pretense, and the real purpose is to strive for world hegemony, but who really cares?

"The teacher has a reputation." All it takes is a title, otherwise Guo Mo would hide behind and watch the show?

Several forces in the world are paying attention to this battle in Hebei.

We all knew it would break out sooner or later, but we didn't expect it to break out so quickly. From the beginning to now, it only lasted five days and four nights.

In these more than fifty hours, the vast land of Hebei witnessed the loss of hundreds of thousands of lives.

They include Mongolians, Jin people, Korean people, and people from the Song Dynasty. Human lives seem so fragile in the face of war.

No matter you are a soldier who feeds off your life, or you are a illustrious general who goes down in history, when you die, you really die. You can take nothing with you. What is left behind may be the sadness that your loved ones will feel when they know about it, right?

Tuo Lei, who is far away in Goryeo, has also noticed the movements in Hebei. He has even assembled 20,000 Mongolian cavalry and wants to go straight to Zhongdu and go to Hebei to seek an explanation from Wokuotai.

"Father Khan, what is the purpose of your coming over like this? Is it just to question Ogedai Khan?"

Tuo Lei's fourth son, Kublai Khan, who was only ten years old, also followed Tuo Lei's tribe to Goryeo.

This is a smart child who is deeply liked by Tuo Lei, but he cannot show that he likes him too much.

After Kublai Khan came to Goryeo, Tuo Lei could feel that his eldest son Meng Ge's attitude towards him had changed a lot.

Brother Meng is his eldest son, and he has followed him to Korea since the beginning. Even though he is only sixteen years old, he is already a veteran on the battlefield.

Every day, he pesters Zhebie to learn archery, Chi Laowen to learn the art of leading troops, and Tuo Lei to learn martial arts.

After all, Tuo Lei is Guo Jing. Guo Mo's sworn sworn brother is Anda, and he also practiced martial arts with the "Seven Freaks of Jiangnan" in his early years.

It's just that he is a man after all, and he is older than Guo Jing and others, and he entered the army early.

Therefore, the martial arts of the "Seven Freaks of the South of the Yangtze River" only learned a set of "Nanshan Woodcutter Technique". During these years of military career, they have been trained to an effective killing technique by being dragged through mines.

On the Goryeo battlefield, the three highest-ranking people on the Mongolian side have been secretly dating Meng Ge for the past two years. He is also the eldest son of Tuo Lei, and he is never timid on the battlefield.

Naturally, Meng Ge is regarded as Tuo Lei's successor.

All this seems to have been quietly changing since the arrival of Kublai Khan.

Kublai Khan was only ten years old, but he had already studied Han culture for several years, especially the laws and military strategies of the Han people. He loved them like treasures.

These are even more valuable in Mongolia where knowledge is poor.

What the ten-year-old Kublai Khan learned was enough to serve as a wise man in an ordinary tribe, but as the fourth son of Tuo Lei, the people and information he came into contact with naturally went to a deeper level.

All these factors allow this child, who has been fond of using his brain since he was a child, to see problems in a broader and deeper way than others.

"Kublai Khan, what do you mean by saying this? Do you want to stop Father Khan from avenging Ebuge?"

Brother Meng is already sixteen years old. He has also met many people in the army and knows that everyone respects Tuo Lei more than Wokuotai.

How can the Mongolian grassland, the Central Plains, such a vast and fertile place be compared to this little Goryeo?

Therefore, Meng Ge wholeheartedly agreed with his father Khan to drag out mines and lead troops into the Central Plains. It would be best if he could directly squeeze out Ogedai and become the largest Khan in Mongolia.

Kublai Khan did not argue with his eldest brother, but Tuo Lei gave Meng Ge a meaningful look.

"Father Khan, Kublai Khan did not say that he could not avenge Ebuge, but the war situation in Goryeo is now at a critical moment."

"Once the Korean people get a chance to breathe, although the efforts of the past two years will not be in vain, many variables may arise if they want to unify Korea."

"Besides, what is Father Khan doing when he enters the Central Plains at this time? Is he going to kill Ogedai Khan and greatly weaken Mongolia's internal strength? Or is Father Khan alone able to equalize the Jin Dynasty and destroy the Song Dynasty with just 20,000 troops?"

A ten-year-old child's voice was still a little shrill, but the content it contained deeply shocked the hearts of everyone present.

Neither Zhebie nor Chi Laowen, not even Tuo Lei himself, wanted to see Mongolia's overall interests damaged.

What's more, although Zhelemei told Tuolei the real cause of Genghis Khan Temujin's death, he also brought Temujin's last words, which was that he could not avenge him.

In other words, Temujin would rather die unjustly than see their brothers killing each other, making it impossible for Mongolia's great cause to continue.

Therefore, even if the army was assembled, Tolei would only stand still, but he would always pay attention to the movements of Wokuotai.

...

Wokuotai ordered the horses to be killed to satisfy their hunger, and the sergeants managed to eat some warm food.

It's a pity that there are more than 9,000 people and only a few horses. Everyone can only say something symbolically. The key is that morale has indeed been improved, and even the infantry sergeant even took a nap for an hour.

We couldn't stay any longer, and Wokuotai was also hungry.

"Ben Khan now issues combat orders——"

"Li Jianwan, although you are a Korean, you have fought bravely for more than a year. This Khan has specially allowed you to become a Mongolian citizen. From now on, you will be a true Mongolian warrior. You are decreed to be the captain of ten thousand men and command these three people."

Thousands of infantry."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "No—"

Li Jianwan hurried out of the queue.

He was originally from a noble family in Goryeo, his riding and shooting skills were passable, he had studied for a few years, and he yearned for the colorful world of the Central Plains, so he signed up voluntarily.

The situation over the past year or so has been completely different from what I imagined.

Seeing that only 600 of the 50,000 Koreans were left, Li Jianwan's heart had already died, and he even thought that he might die on the battlefield one day.

Unexpectedly, Ogedai Khan personally appointed him as the captain of ten thousand men, and even asked him to lead the Mongols.

"Captain Li Wan, you take more than 3,000 people and guard this high hill. All the arrows of General Ben Khan are in your hands. You will definitely guard this place all day and night."

"Where is Borshu?"

"The end will be in——"

"Quickly count everyone's arrows and hand them over to Captain Li Wan. Then divide all the cavalry into two and go back from the left and right directions."

"Once the pursuing Song army comes over, more than 3,000 warriors led by Captain Li Wan will block it from the front. You wait for the cavalry to attack from the left and right sides at the critical moment. There must be no mistake-"

"promise--"

The whole order was very simple and effective. All the generals present heard it clearly and went about their own business.

"General Borshu, let's go. We will come back to avenge them in the future."

Seeing that Bo Shu was still reluctant to leave, Wo Kuotai advised him.

"Will there be a future?"

Borshu didn't speak, but asked himself in his heart.

As the commander-in-chief of Mongolia after Ogedei, he naturally knows Mongolia's war potential. He may not be able to assemble another 100,000 troops within two years.

Unless the war between Xixia and Goryeo is stopped and the army marches southward, can he really command Tiemu Ge and Tuo Lei in his humble position?

Just when Guo Mo had just crossed the Yellow River and had not caught up with his elder brother Guo Jing, a piece of news came from Xixia.

The news came from "Tingfeng", but the person who sent the message was his fifth junior brother Ye Qu.

The two brothers have not seen each other for more than a year. Now, after more than a year of training in the military, Ye Qu is still a full-fledged martial arts person.

Thirty years old is the best years for men in this era.

"Lao Wu, how come you personally sent the message?"

Guo Mo got the letter, but before he had time to open it, he stepped forward and gave the fifth junior brother a big hug.

If others want to distance themselves from Guo Mo, it's hard for him to say anything. After all, in this special era, there are such rules and deep-rooted concepts.

But Guo Mo is not "accustomed" to his junior brothers and sisters. He must listen to himself and talk about the relationship between brothers first and then the relationship between monarch and minister.

"Second senior brother, something happened to the Murong family. It happened that I showed up at the Dragon Gate Inn with my people. The matter was so important that I asked Guanying for this job."

Lu Guanying was the highest authority in Xixia's "Tingfeng", but Ye Qu was a member of King Yan's guard army. Logically speaking, they were not subordinate to each other.

However, this matter is indeed of great importance, and Ye Qu is Lu Guanying's uncle in terms of seniority. Seeing that Ye Qu wanted to make a trip, he simply agreed to him.

"Haha, the fifth child probably misses his wife and son, right?"

Guo Mo knew very well what his fifth junior brother was like. He was a rare family man, which was somewhat different from men of this era.

In this era, the emphasis is on "a manly man with ambitions in all directions" and "the Huns are not destroyed, so why should we take care of our family?"

Logically speaking, Ye Qu's behavior would not be recognized by others, and would even be criticized and scorned by others.

Guo Mo is not the same. Instead, he believes that Lao Wu's behavior is a manifestation of his emphasis on love and righteousness.

The sentence that Guo Mo robbed him of was true to Ye Qu's heart, but his face felt a little unnatural.

"Well, it just so happens that I haven't been back for a long time. It's been almost half a year since my son was born, and I still haven't seen what he looks like."

"If it's convenient for me, Lao Wu, let's go to Peach Blossom Island. By the way, go to Jiaxing and take your wife to Peach Blossom Island to live there for a while."

"These boys have been trained by the second master since last year. You should also stay there for a while and teach the children martial arts. You can teach them the 'Seven Styles of the Desert' together."

"In the past six months, I have carefully studied the 'Seven Styles of the Desert', made some adjustments, and added another style at the end, which is called 'One Leaf Solitary Canopy'."

"You take the opportunity to go to Jiaxing to meet the master master, and to Lin'an to meet the fourth master. Give this to them. From now on, it will be called the 'Eight Methods of the Desert'. If you practice it to the level of Dacheng, you will be above the first class. It is extremely promising.

"

The product produced by Guo Mo must be a high-quality product.

Now Guo Mo is a top-notch existence in terms of strength and vision.

Ever since he was worried that his disciples might not be able to have a place in martial arts in the future, Guo Mo became concerned.

First, I compiled a set of body-building methods to cultivate internal strength from the outside to the inside, and then came this upgraded version of the "Eight Methods of the Desert".

However, Guo Mo was not sure whether any of his seven masters would be able to cultivate to the level of Dacheng.

"That's great, Second Senior Brother, you are really amazing -"

Ye Qu was originally full of respect for Guo Mo, his second senior brother. The most important thing was that he could feel that this second senior brother really treated him as a family member, not just an ordinary senior brother.

Ye Qu started practicing kung fu a little late. After training in the "Yi Jin Ji Forging Bones" chapter, his qualifications have been improved.

I am also a down-to-earth person. Over time, the original "Seven Postures of the Desert" have broken through the standard second-rate level of the fifth posture "The Flying Geese Leaving a Sound".

Although there are thirty-year-old second-rate masters in the world, there are definitely not many.

Guo Mo wrote a long letter to his family, and after sending Ye Qu away, he opened the letter from Xixia.

It was really a big news, and even Guo Mo was a little surprised. There were so many things.

The first thing is that the old head of Murong family died.

He was over one hundred and twenty years old, so it was normal for him to die. The last time Guo Mo saw him, he could vaguely feel that there was something wrong with his breath.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Unfortunately, at that time, Guo Mo had not yet entered the innate realm, so naturally he could not accurately grasp the opponent's situation.

The second thing is that the Murong family has a new head.

They are not the grandsons of the old family master who are striving for fame and fortune, nor are they the most famous and most skilled "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng, nor are they the "Sa Murong" who stole the sword that the old family master Murong promised Guo Mo.

The third sister Murong Yan.

But what no one expected was the unknown Ouyang Ke.

At this time, Ouyang Ke had already recognized his ancestors and returned to the clan before his old family leader died, and officially changed his name to "Murong Ke".

This result surprised everyone.

As soon as the news came out, "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng hurried back to Zhongxing Mansion and went to Murong's old house to support his son.

After all, Ouyang Feng is also the eldest elder of the Murong family. He is also in charge of the most powerful church in the Murong family, the "Jin Feng Hall", and is the Mongolian national master.

Although, with Temujin's death, not many people in the upper echelons of Mongolia recognized him as the Mongolian national master, and no one proposed to cancel it.

There is not even a semi-successor Wokuotai, and others will not even touch that brow. Do you think anyone would have the courage to offend a "half-step innate" master to the point of death?

If Ouyang Ke, oh, will be renamed Murong Ke in the future, Murong Ke will succeed the family head, which is incomprehensible.

He was an ordinary first-class master, but his internal strength suddenly increased dramatically, and he was no longer inferior to ordinary top masters.

From Ouyang Feng's point of view, although his son has strong internal energy, he seems not very flexible in using it.

If he had settled down for a few more months, Kerr's martial arts level would have been no less than when he participated in the "Huashan Sword Discussion".

Thirty-six years old, a top expert, haha, what a good son he is!

But how did this come about? What happened?

Even though Ouyang Feng was Murong Ke's biological father, Murong Ke did not tell him the real reason. He only said that it was due to the hard work of his old family master for more than a year that his martial arts had made amazing progress.

The third thing is that Murong Yan disappeared.

Originally, after Murong Yan stole the "Ziwei Soft Sword" from Haji, she returned to Zhongxing Mansion after many twists and turns and met Murong's old family leader.

Afterwards, for unknown reasons, the two had a fierce quarrel.

The angry head of Murong's family directly blocked Murong Yan's internal energy and confined her to the Murong family's old house.

Then Murong Ke recognized his ancestor and returned to the clan, then Murong's old head of the family passed away, and then Murong Ke became the new head of the family, reaching the ultimate level of strength.

Murong's old family leader's funeral was held with great splendor and even alarmed people in the Xixia Palace. There were many grandchildren, great-grandchildren and great-granddaughters.

But the only thing he didn't see was Murong Yan, whom Murong's old family master loved and valued most during his lifetime.

Murong Yan seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and no one saw a trace of her again.

As Murong Yan's biological father, the one who lost the battle for the head of the family did not raise any objections to this, as if he had never given birth to this daughter.

Even as Murong Yan's aunt, Princess Murong Qiudi of the Western Xia Dynasty personally went to Murong's old house to ask for someone, but returned without success.

Murong Qiudi was also seriously injured by Ouyang Feng. If he hadn't been in front of many members of the Murong family and in the Xixia government, maybe "Xi Du" would really kill him again.

"Brother Mo, are you still angry with Third Sister?"

Li Mochou stood behind Guo Mo. Seeing that he didn't avoid her, she picked up the letter he put aside and read it over.

"Angry? Are you saying that she stole Haji's 'Ziwei Soft Sword'? That originally belonged to their family. In our hands, it is just a sharp blade. In their hands, the value may be higher."

"Unexpectedly, she went back with the 'Ziwei Soft Sword' and instead of becoming the head of the Murong family, she involved herself in it."

Guo Mo couldn't say whether his feelings about Murong Yan were good or bad. His deeper impression was not as good as that of the later movie, but Murong Yan in that film left a deep impression on him.

"So, Brother Mo, can you go and save Third Sister?"


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