A faint sound came from the darkness, barely audible.
The body of the Mongolian captain, who was casually sleeping in the tent and wrapped in sheepskin, vibrated slightly and became silent.
Tang Xuanming walked forward slowly. Every time he passed a body sleeping in the dark, he gently pressed his chest with his hand. The chest and abdomen were rising and falling together, and the energetic body was gently pressed.
Press and shock to cut off the heart veins, and life gradually disappears.
This is the easiest way to kill someone after discussing it with Guo Jing, and it is also the least likely way to be discovered.
There is no need to cut throats, no need to deliberately break necks, etc. An extremely small internal force can easily break the hearts of these ordinary people. On the outside, there is no sign of injury, but in fact, life is restored in an instant.
cut off.
The main force responsible for killing them was the Captain of Ten Thousands, whom Guo Jing highlighted. This was the middle-level force in the Mongolian army, the backbone force responsible for commanding the army to attack cities and demolish strongholds.
Their status is not the highest, but they are responsible for leading the troops in battles and going to the front lines. The most convenient thing is that the Ten Thousand Captains are middle-level generals. Unlike the grassland lords who are guarded by martial arts masters, they are the easiest to kill.
Moreover, their status is also the most special, so killing them is the most cost-effective.
Compared to Tang Xuanming, who was heavy and steady, Huang Yaoshi was more relaxed and at ease. With a flick of his fingers, a ray of energy flew into the chest of the Mongolian soldier. This was his unique skill of flicking his fingers.
He has gone from the five skills of middle age to old age and frailty. His body may have weakened, but his internal strength and skills have reached the peak of his life.
Killing someone with ease and ease is like taking a leisurely stroll in the garden, with an indescribable sense of romance and ease, and maybe a sense of scholarly enthusiasm.
The old naughty boy Zhou Botong jumped up and down, as lively as a monkey, without the demeanor of a top expert. He wore a mask of the King of Hell on his face and walked quickly through the tents.
Due to the darkness of the night, even if the Mongolian soldiers took a quick glance, they would not be able to notice anything strange about him and would only think they were hallucinating.
In contrast, the little dragon goddess looked indifferent, as if what she was taking away from her hands was not lives, but livestock.
Having lived in an ancient tomb for a long time, she never knew about the various laws and regulations of the world. Even Yaoshi Dongxiehuang and the old naughty boy Zhou Botong may have some restrictions on killing people. Only Xiao Longnu was no different, as ordinary as water.
Yang Guo's face was slightly excited. The scene during the day was extremely exciting to him. The people of the Song Dynasty were slaughtered like pigs and dogs, which made him feel like a fire was burning in his heart.
Therefore, being able to kill the Mongolian Tatars was a different kind of satisfaction for him.
He and Xiao Longnu were originally considered to be top-notch masters in the arena, but compared to Huang Yaoshi, who had occupied the position of the Central Plains Five Ultimate Masters for decades, and Zhou Botong, the future old naughty boy with supernatural powers, they were inferior.
As for Tang Xuanming, a monster who had already mastered the Ant King Technique, even Medicine Master Dongxiehuang didn't have as long a pulse as him, so there was no comparison at all.
Suddenly, the entire camp became silent. There was no sound of snoring in the camp where thousands of people were stationed. Only five ghost-like figures kept disappearing and reappearing.
The assassination of ordinary people by top martial arts masters is no more difficult than trampling on an ant. If they do not need to use highly skilled killing methods, they must take into account the strength of their internal strength and need to constantly restore their internal strength.
They can even keep killing without letting anyone suspect.
When the night was darkest, Tang Xuanming slightly raised his eyes and glanced at the sky.
This is the darkest moment before dawn, and it also means that the sky is about to light up, and they must leave here.
"Let's go! Wait for the movement of the army."
No one was like five big birds, gliding close to the ground and disappearing in the vast night.
Not long after they disappeared, the eastern sky lit up slightly, and the long sound of horns and the beating of war drums came from Xiangyang City.
Thousands of troops suddenly attacked and rushed into the Mongolian camp at the risk of death, only to find that Noda's camp was empty, or in other words, it was full of dead people.
But no one asked any questions. They all quickly collected the loot under the strict orders of the superior.
Mongolia specially selected high-quality war horses, various weapons, armors, crossbows and arrows, which they quickly packed away, and all the tents and clothes that could not be taken away were set on fire.
All the soldiers skillfully cut off a head, put it on their waist, turned around and rode back on their horses.
They are all warriors who are well versed in soldiers and horses, but they had no chance to ride horses in the past, but now they can run wildly.
Moreover, on the other side of them, hundreds of thousands of troops gathered and formed a dense military formation, deterring the Mongolian army from advancing.
This confrontation lasted for several hours, and then the sound of gold was heard in Xiangyang City, and the 100,000-strong army slowly returned to Xiangyang.
Guo Jing, who returned with an army of 100,000, stood at the top of the city again, with Tang Xuanming standing side by side, looking indifferently at the panicked Mongolian army.
The first drill between the Rui Shi Battalion and the Mongolian army was officially successful. Four thousand Mongolian soldiers died silently in the night. With the attack of a hundred thousand troops, those four thousand Mongolian soldiers disappeared silently.
It was as if it had been swallowed by a giant dark beast without any ripples.
"Can Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu still hold on?"
Arrows rained down from the top of the city. The Mongolian cavalry circled twice gracefully, turned and left, not wanting to fight. Their important people had not arrived yet, and the army had not really assembled yet, so they would not rush to attack the city.
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Guo Jing watched the Mongolian army retreat indifferently and asked Tang Xuanming in a low voice.
After a night of fighting, Tang Xuanming had a vague trace of fatigue between his brows, but his spirit was still high. He smiled and said: "Their internal strength is not strong enough, but I have what I brought back from the palace."
Peiyuan Dan, which is specially designed to replenish qi and nourish the body, won’t cause many problems.”
"They have rested in the city. I have enough elixirs for them to take. Such a long battle will be a kind of training for them, which can make their internal strength more powerful."
Having said this, Tang Xuanming paused and said in a slightly ethereal tone: "If they can survive this war, they will not be inferior to the Five Wonders of the Central Plains."
Guo Jing nodded and was not very excited about the title of Five Arts of the Central Plains. After all, his master was Hong Qigong, one of the Five Arts of the Central Plains, and his father-in-law was also Huang Yaoshi, one of the Five Arts of the Central Plains.
For him, in the Central Plains, I think it is a very common thing.
Now, his personal strength is not inferior to Wu Jue.