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231 Yelu Hongji is here

After Yanmen was closed, the soldiers of the Song army were demoralized and exhausted.

The Liao army's continuous attacks on the city put them to the test. Every soldier standing at the gate of the city had experienced more than a dozen hard battles.

At this moment, they saw the Liao army attacking again in large numbers, with far greater momentum than before. Everyone in this gate was quite pessimistic.

Although the drums were thundering and the officers cheered loudly, most of the soldiers felt that they might not survive the day.

At this moment, Meng Xiuyuan shouted loudly, attracting everyone's attention.

"Yelü Hongji, since you don't keep your word, today is the day you die."

The sound was like a thunderous explosion, which shocked all the soldiers in the gate.

"What's going on? Which warrior is speaking out?!"

The general in charge of the city gate was originally worried about low morale and thinking about how to encourage people. Suddenly he heard this loud shout, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked the people around him.

The incident happened so suddenly that most people were confused and couldn't answer the general's question. Only a general beside him reacted quickly and had good eyesight. He immediately pointed into the distance and said:

"General, you...look over there!"

Hearing the sound, everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw a green figure floating down from the hillside.

His figure was as fast as an arrow shot out of a string, and he was stationed in front of the Liao army's formation in an instant.

"This...this must be our hero from the Central Plains!"

"What an amazing skill. With his speed, I can't even catch up with him on horseback!"

"Is this really kung fu? I saw him falling down from the mountainside, as if his feet never touched the ground..."

Although these border guards did not know anything about martial arts, they had some contact with people in the martial arts world. At this moment, when they saw Meng Xiuyuan's Qinggong, they were all surprised, couldn't help but feel excited, and subconsciously spoke out one after another.

"General, this man is very capable, and judging by his tone, it sounds like he is here to make an enemy of the Liao Kingdom.

Are you going to invite him back quickly to help us defend the city?"

The general on the side quickly suggested to the city guard general.

When the general heard this, his heart moved, and he secretly thought that what the general said was reasonable.

Although facing thousands of troops, one person's power is not enough to turn the tide of the battle, but the presence of such an expert will greatly boost the morale of one's side.

Thinking of this, he turned around and looked at the soldiers at the city gate below. Sure enough, he saw that the expressions of the soldiers in the array were very different from before, at least they were no longer so depressed.

"Quickly, ask people to shout loudly and invite this strong man to enter the pass."

The city guard general did not hesitate anymore and gave instructions to the people around him.

A moment later, seven or eight soldiers of the Song Army were heard shouting at the top of their lungs as Yanmen closed and shouted in unison:

"Hero, there are dangers outside the pass. Please enter the pass and fight against the enemy with our brothers!"

At the same time, a long soft rope dropped from the city gate to a height of five or six feet above the ground.

Obviously, although these Song generals knew that the enemy was at hand and the city gates could not be opened, they still tried their best to help Meng Xiuyuan out of trouble.

Meng Xiuyuan turned around slightly when he heard the sound. When he saw this scene, he just smiled and thought that the Song army was not as unbearable as the rumors said.

However, now that he had stood up, there was no reason to retreat. Looking at the seemingly endless Liao army in front of him, Meng Xiuyuan shouted again:

"Yelu Hongji, I'm talking to you, why don't you dare to respond?

Are the tens of thousands of soldiers and generals here not enough to embolden you?"

Hearing that Meng Xiuyuan spoke rudely again, all the Liao soldiers were filled with anger. Although they could not attack without orders, they could not help but shout angrily in an attempt to suppress Meng Xiuyuan's voice.

Unexpectedly, tens of thousands of them shouted together. Although the sound shook the surrounding areas and the valleys roared, the noise was much louder than that of Meng Xiuyuan. However, after hearing it again, they still could not cover up Meng Xiuyuan's words.

On the contrary, under Meng Xiuyuan's penetrating voice, the shouting of tens of thousands of them seemed to have become an accompaniment.

In the end, Meng Xiuyuan's words spread clearly throughout the valley, causing the expressions of the Liao soldiers to change.

After a while, the loud sound of drums and trumpets was heard in the Liao army's formation. Thousands of troops and horses separated to both sides like waves. Eight knights galloped out of the formation with eight golden flags fluttering in the wind.

Afterwards, a team of spearmen, sword and axemen, archers, and shield bearers rushed forward and lined up on both sides, followed by ten generals in brocade robes and iron armor who came out of the formation with a guard of honor.

However, what is surprising is that in this huge battle, Emperor Yelu Hongji of the Liao Dynasty was nowhere to be seen. Only a pro-army commander came out and replied loudly:

“Declared by His Majesty’s Imperial Decree:

Your Excellency is unparalleled in bravery and admirable. It is just a battle between two armies, which is related to national affairs and people's livelihood, and is not a child's play for reckless people.

Today Yanmen Pass will be destroyed, and Song Dynasty will also be destroyed in the future.

If you are willing to surrender to Daliao, Your Majesty is still willing to treat you with courtesy and reward you with high officials and generous salaries.

But if you persist in your stubbornness, then all the soldiers will have to do is deal with the enemy..."

Before he finished speaking, more than a thousand archers in the front row of the Liao army drew their bows and nocked arrows, aiming in the direction of Meng Xiuyuan. At the same time, more than ten crossbows originally used to attack the city were pushed out, and there were also strong crossbows.

Lost on the string, ready to go.

Seeing this scene, not only were the Song army officers noisy and panicked after Yanmen was closed, but Xiao Feng and Wang Yuyan, who were standing on the top of the mountain nearby, both looked very ugly.

"Xiao Daxia, do you think these Liao people can hurt Mr. Meng..."

Wang Yuyan looked at the countless gleaming arrow clusters in the Liao army's formation, and asked Xiao Feng next to her very worriedly.

Xiao Feng shook his head and answered:

"I can't say, after all, Brother Meng's martial arts has long surpassed mine.

All I can say is that if I were to change my location and face so many missing arrows on an unprotected flat ground, I would have no chance of surviving..."

When Wang Yuyan heard this, she couldn't help but be silent. The reason why she asked this question was actually because she thought so in her heart.

After practicing kung fu to the level she and Xiao Feng were, there were few opponents in the world, but facing thousands of troops with such openness, it was difficult for them to resist.

Although she knew that Meng Xiuyuan had the ability to use his whole body's strength to resist hidden weapons, she also understood that such martial arts had its limits after all.

Ten or eight arrows may be shot, and perhaps one can still prevent them, but hundreds of arrows are shot together densely, and there are also crossbows among them. Not to mention the strength, even the real iron armor will inevitably be pierced.

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At this time, Wang Yuyan could only comfort herself, saying that since Mr. Meng acted like this, he must have had his own plans in mind.

But after a while, when she thought about it carefully, she realized something was wrong with it. She frowned and said to Xiao Feng who was beside her:

"Xiao Daxia, things are not going well...

Mr. Meng was not a man of many words. He was so high-profile at this moment. He obviously wanted to use his words to provoke the Emperor of Liao to show up, so that he could take the opportunity to rush into the enemy's formation and capture and kill him.

But now it seems that for the sake of safety, the Liao Emperor hid himself without any regard for face.

In this way, even if Mr. Meng can block the volley of arrows fired by the Liao army, where can he find the Liao emperor among the tens of thousands of troops?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng hurriedly scanned around the Liao army's formation, and sure enough he saw no obvious flags except for the ceremonial guards who had already marched out of the formation.

At this point, Xiao Feng's heart felt cold, and he realized that what Wang Yuyan said was indeed true, and something was seriously wrong.

The tens of thousands of Liao troops in front of him seemed boundless. Even if he looked down from the mountain peak, he could not find any trace of Yelu Hongji. Meng Xiuyuan had great abilities, but what could he do?

"Miss Wang, it seems that I have been implicated in what happened today, and I am at the end of my rope.

Please help me, we have to think of some ways to divert the attention of the Liao army and rescue Brother Meng first.

The remaining matters can only be discussed in the long term after he is safe..."

Xiao Feng was anxious and hurriedly raised his hands to Wang Yuyan and said.

Wang Yuyan nodded upon hearing the sound, and just as she was about to answer, she heard Meng Xiuyuan's thunderous voice coming from down the valley:

"Yelu Hongji, you told me last night that the Khitan people are all good men who keep their word and keep their promises. It turns out you were just joking.

Okay, that's okay.

If you don’t come to see me, I will go see you..."

After saying this, Meng Xiuyuan immediately dodged and rushed towards the Liao army formation.

Hearing Meng Xiuyuan's words, all the officers and soldiers of the Liao army couldn't help but feel that they were disgraced and ashamed. However, when the pro-army commander gave the order, they took action immediately.

The next moment, there was only the sound of "rustling" piercing the sky, and arrows were rising all over the sky, like a dark cloud rushing towards Meng Xiuyuan. Among them, there were even several "dang-dang" sounds mixed in, and it was the sound of more than ten seats.

The bed crossbow has also been drawn out of the string.

Although Meng Xiuyuan was fast, he was still covered by this airtight rain of arrows.

Seeing this scene, the officers and soldiers of the Song Army who had closed the gate of Yanmen gritted their teeth. They could not help but feel very sorry that this kind-hearted hero who came to help could lose his life so easily.

However, before they could open their mouths to lament, Meng Xiuyuan suddenly jumped into the air, turned sharply, and while avoiding the crossbow, his whole body turned like a top, and the long sword in his hand brought up a whirlwind, and actually shot the

The countless arrows aimed at him all flew away.

When Meng Xiuyuan landed again, he saw a strong wind suddenly blowing around him. The turbulent air blew his hair and clothes flying, and there were even fluorescent lights around him, as if a god descended to earth. His speed was faster, and he had rushed in in an instant.

The Liao army is in formation.

Seeing such a sudden change, both the Song army watching the battle at Yanmen Gate and the Liao army waiting in full formation were at a loss.

Only Xiao Feng, who was standing on the top of the mountain, frowned slightly and recognized that Meng Xiuyuan's current state was exactly the same as when he killed his father in the Shaolin Temple a few months ago.

"Brother Meng..."

Xiao Feng looked at Meng Xiuyuan's figure charging into the Liao army's formation. For a moment, he felt complicated and unspeakable, and couldn't help but murmur to himself.

"Xiao Daxia, what's wrong? But you thought of a way to save Mr. Meng?"

Wang Yuyan heard the sound and asked.

Xiao Feng shook his head and remained silent.

Wang Yuyan was astute and had already guessed the general idea by looking at Xiao Feng's expression. She didn't dare to ask any more questions and turned to look at the Liao army's formation down the mountain.

But after just a moment of not looking, Meng Xiuyuan had already rushed into the Liao army's formation dozens of feet away.

In the midst of thousands of troops, Meng Xiuyuan still maintained a leisurely posture.

When he first entered the formation, the Liao army's formation was not very tight. He swayed eastward and westward, performing "Lingbo Micro Steps", like a swimming fish. With the energy surging out of his body, he moved from the spear hand to the sword.

The ax hands squeezed through the gap that was no more than a foot apart.

When he got a little deeper, the Liao army's formation was already airtight. He stretched out his hand and waved his palms to push away the Liao soldiers who were blocking him. With each palm, a piece of Liao army was pushed backwards and flew away.

out.

However, Meng Xiuyuan did not intend to massacre, and had some control over his hands. The Liao soldiers who received his fists only suffered flesh and skin injuries, but no real deaths were caused.

Seeing Meng Xiuyuan's performance as if he was entering an uninhabited land while passing through thousands of troops, the Song soldiers who had closed the Yanmen couldn't help but raise their weapons and cheer loudly, and everyone's blood boiled for a while.

"General, should we find a way to help this man?"

The first general suggested to the city guard general.

Upon hearing this, the general saw Meng Xiuyuan's brave and invincible figure. He thought for a moment and then nodded:

"Come here, send the order, and ask the three armies to beat the drums to cheer for the heroes!"

After a while, the sound of war drums was heard as Yanmen closed. Infected by Meng Xiuyuan's momentum, a group of drummers from the Song Army began to play the drums with all their strength. The sound of the drums naturally carried a powerful and moving sound.

The Liao army was unable to resist when Meng Xiuyuan rushed into the formation alone. They were already frightened, but now they heard the sound of the mighty war drums coming from Yanmen Gate, and they couldn't help but feel very panicked.

At this time, Meng Xiuyuan had already rushed into the Liao army's formation more than a hundred feet away. Looking down from a high place, he looked like a bubble in the vast ocean. No one could get close to him.

When Xiao Feng and Wang Yuyan saw this on the top of the mountain, they were overjoyed, but they also noticed the changes in the Liao army's formation.

"Master Xiao, look there, there seems to be some problem..."

Xiao Feng looked in the direction of Wang Yuyan's finger and saw that a road suddenly separated in the rear of the Liao army. Dozens of cavalry gathered together and ran along this road, as if they were eager to withdraw from the battlefield.

"Yes, that must be the Emperor of Liao!

We have to think of a way to remind Brother Meng.

Otherwise, no matter how strong his kung fu is, if he attacks randomly in the Liao army's formation, he will eventually run out of energy..."

When Xiao Feng saw this, he immediately judged the situation and said anxiously.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Meng Xiuyuan seemed to have heard his guidance from afar, and immediately changed direction and chased the escaped cavalry team.

I saw Meng Xiu suddenly leaping high from the crowd, gliding past like a big bird. Countless Liao soldiers below stabbed him with spears and arrows, but he always avoided them just right.

When his body fell slightly, Meng Xiuyuan saw the opportunity and stepped on the tip of a stabbing spear, using the force to jump up again.

After more than ten ups and downs, Meng Xiuyuan crossed a distance of more than a hundred feet and chased the cavalry formation. He reached out and grabbed Yelu Hongji who was retreating on horseback.

"You...how could you possibly know my location?!"

Yelu Hongji had no intention of resisting at this time, but he was extremely confused in his heart.

Meng Xiuyuan smiled slightly and did not answer his words. He just waved and grabbed a large Liao army flag next to him, used it to lift Yelu Hongji high, and then shouted loudly:

"Emperor of the Liao Kingdom, Yelu Hongji is here!"


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