"I hope this battle can be truly successful." Guo Jing's words were full of lamentation. Battles between countries are always full of cruelty and bloodshed.
But the top general is not willing to lead the troops in the war all the time.
"This battle will definitely be successful, and it will be successful beyond your imagination. The people who are asking for rewards from Lin'an City are already rushing to the city, bringing with them dozens of newly captured war horses."
There were corpses one after another under the city, most of them belonging to Mongolian Tatars. When the battlefield was silent, someone went out to collect the corpses. The brave man who was originally alive and kicking was dragged by his hands like a dead dog, and he was dragged towards
A piece of wood.
The person dragging the corpse was numb, and the person being dragged was even more numb, and no longer had the slightest reaction.
Such an exciting scene, those keyboard experts will collapse when they see it!... I can't do it anymore
Tang Xuanming sniffed, even enjoying the vague smell of blood in the air.
The powerful pharmacist Dong Xi Huang and the old naughty boy Zhou Shentong all returned to the city to rest. They relied on the secret medicine in the palace to recover quickly, but he was the only one who was still in good spirits.
The body built by the Ant King Technique is almost inhuman, and his vigorous energy and blood are more powerful than the ninth level of the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Technique.
Although it was just dawn, Tang Xuanming was already looking forward to getting dark.
"This battle is still going on and it doesn't look like it can be stopped in a few months."
He licked his lips with a hint of bloodthirsty, his intention of bloody killing undisguised.
"Gaba!"
He tore a rare Tianshan snow lotus into pieces, threw it into his mouth, chewed it up and swallowed it.
The unique taste made him frown, but he still swallowed it.
With the support of his strong body, he could feel his stomach slowly moving, and a little bit of rich and pure menstrual energy spurted out from it.
The majestic energy circulated in his body, dispelling the slightest trace of fatigue.
The corner of Guo Jing's mouth twitched twice. The Tianshan Snow Lotus was a unique tribute to the royal family. If anyone picked one during the medicinal collection, they would be exempted from all taxes.
It is a strange medicinal material that grows on the top of the snow-capped mountains. Despite the power of the Song Dynasty, only a few dozen plants were collected over hundreds of years. It is the most top-notch rare treasure.
Every leaf wandering in the rivers and lakes would be fought over by countless people in the rivers and lakes, but for Tang Xuanming, the top medicinal herbs were like snacks for children, and they would throw one or two plants in their mouths from time to time.
He had never seen such a level of luxury in his life.
"Aren't you afraid of exploding and dying?"
Guo Jing couldn't help it.
Tang Xuanming deliberately looked at him in surprise and said: "They are just ordinary spiritual herbs. If they had not fallen into the world, I would not touch these spiritual herbs. They are not qualified to be mine."
As for food, I eat human-shaped Ganoderma lucidum and Lingzhi Lingbao, which are used to feed horses."
Used to pretending to be an immortal, Tang Xuanming said this as a matter of course.
It seems that he once really lived in a top fairy world and became a real martial arts emperor.
Guo Jing was stunned for a moment and was speechless. Tang Xuanming, like Huang Yaoshi, walked into the Mongolian army to carry out assassinations. In addition, Tang Xuanming did not appear to be very arrogant on weekdays and would not pretend to be a ghost.
, but it made him forget Tang Xuanming’s true identity.
"Is this the posture of a true deity?"
Guo Jing thought this in his heart, thinking that Tang Xuanming was born and died in the Mongolian army, but yet he could chat and laugh with him easily here, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
"Perhaps this is the true demeanor of heavenly beings!"
Tang Xuanming did not stay long at the top of the city and soon returned to his mansion. He also needed to recharge his batteries.
The Ant King Technique has just been introduced, and at most it is similar to the tenth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique, which can dominate the entire martial arts world.
But if you really want to take the head of Emperor Mengge among thousands of troops, it will be very difficult and difficult to reach the sky.
After all, this is not the time when the First Emperor is on patrol. There are fewer troops, and they know the route in advance and can ambush in advance.
The current Emperor Meng Ge is personally conducting a military expedition with 300,000 Mongolian troops. One person can drown Tang Xuanming to death with just a drop of spit.
Even if there were 300,000 pigs lined up in front of Tang Xuanming for him to kill, he would be exhausted even if he wanted to finish them.
What's more, there are 300,000 fully armed Mongolian warriors, a powerful force that can put the entire world to shame in this era.
"The assassination of thousands of troops every day is just an exercise now! The real huge challenge will not be until Meng Ge arrives, when the real life and death decision will be made."
Close your eyes slightly and feel the rich essence flowing throughout your body.
The Ant King Technique is running little by little, the limbs and bones are gradually filled with power, and there is a vague white mist lingering between the nose and lips.
The golden crow fell to the west and the jade rabbit ascended to the sky. Tang Xuanming suddenly opened his eyes. There seemed to be a flash of lightning in the dark room, and the empty room was electrified.
He stood up slowly and opened the door. Yang Guo, Xiao Longnu, Huang Yaoshi and Old Naughty Boy, who were also dressed in smart clothes, were already at the door.
The lights in the city reflected the expressions on the five people's faces.
"Let's go! Go kill someone!"
The group of people quickly walked through the eaves and city walls, their walking speed was not inferior to that of galloping horses, and a new round of assassination began again.
…
boom!
A corpse was carefully placed in front of the Mongolian general. The corpse had lost its head, but judging from its clothing and body shape, there was no doubt that it was a Mongolian soldier.
The Mongolian general leaned over to check the corpse's injuries, and said in a rough and hoarse voice: "I have received tens of thousands of corpses of these Mongolian warriors these days, and I want an explanation."
The middle-aged man who carried the corpse was not wearing military armor, but was wearing coarse cloth. He did not seem to be a member of the military.
But his temples are bulging high, which is obviously different from ordinary people. He is a top martial arts master.
Just as the middle-aged man was about to speak, the Mongolian general said unceremoniously: "The men under my command are all top-notch Mongolian warriors. Even if they die in battle, they will not have only this wound on their neck. This is wrong, very wrong. You are the last
I really want to think it through and explain it to me."
"Is it true, as the rumors say, that the heavenly being from the Song Dynasty was actually the soul seducer from hell, able to steal away the souls of my soldiers silently?"
"I don't believe this, and neither does our noble Khan."
The Mongolian general was majestic and calm, but when he mentioned the seducer, his words could not help but tremble.
Over the past month, Xiangyang City has often had hundreds of thousands of troops confronting them, and each confrontation was accompanied by the deaths of thousands of soldiers.
In just one month, less than 10,000 soldiers died in the attack on Xiangyang City, but there were tens of thousands of Mongolian warriors who died quietly, had their heads chopped off, and were regarded as military merits by the Song Dynasty soldiers.