"Tianwei, this is the power of heaven!"

Less than three miles away from the battlefield, a middle-aged general knelt on the bank of the Daqing River, looked at the sky in the distance, and muttered to himself with a shocked face.

On the background of the azure sky, a series of flame meteors appeared out of thin air, dragging spectacular smoke trails to fall continuously, and then exploded on the ground A terrifying flame, the rapidly expanding flames were like a torrent of fire, constantly devouring the figure of the Mongolian iron horseman, and then all the flames were connected in this way, so that the entire battlefield gradually became a sea of fire that almost dyed the red horizon, and the tongue of fire that rushed straight to the sky soared into the sky like a fire dragon, and the black billowing smoke covered the sun like clouds, The waves of this sea of fire continued to stir, surging and spreading on the north bank of the Daqing River, and then even the grass and trees on the shore burned together.

And in this sea of fire, countless Mongolian cavalry wailed, struggled and fled in despair.

Then drowned by the waves of fire.

Then they rushed out of the flames, screaming and falling, rolling on the ground and stretching out their hands to pray, but they were burned to black char with despair, and the horses with the flames also screamed and galloped, creating terror and even greater chaos against the background of the fire.

"Brother, what should I do?"

A slightly younger general beside him asked cautiously.

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked behind him, and behind him, a whole two thousand cavalry stood on horseback, looking at the sea of fire in the distance with fearful eyes, and even some people had already dismounted, kneeling on the ground in fear and bowing to the distance, and more people were watching the spectacular scene of the fire falling from the sky at the same time, they were also looking at the middle-aged general from time to time, obviously waiting for his decision, at this moment, with the change of wind direction, the scorching wind mixed with the scorching smell of dead corpses has even reached here.

"What should I do?"

The Chinese general smiled bitterly.

At this time, the Daqing River Bridge in the distance was finally repaired, and the cavalry on the south bank began to step on the wooden bridge in a steady stream.

"Retreat, withdraw the daimyo, repair the city and the whole army and watch the changes through the martial arts, this is the will of the heavens, how dare the daimyo's royal family go against the sky!"

The marquis of the Han army, the king of the ten thousand households of the Daimyo Road marched Wang Wengan stood up and said as he got on his horse.

"Where are the Mongols?"

His younger brother Wang Wenli asked.

"Mongols? They don't have time to take care of us! ”

Wang Wengan said.

After saying that, he urged the horse away without looking back, and his brother took one last look at the sea of fire, and suddenly a figure rose into the air, and on the background of the billowing smoke, he stepped on the fire dragon that jumped up, holding a huge weapon high, and then smashed it into the air and disappeared from his field of vision, he sighed with a look of adoration, and then urged the horse to turn around and leave like his brother.

And the 2,000 cavalry under their command also turned their horses and galloped westward.

To the north, a large number of Mongol cavalry also fled in confusion.

Of course, Yang Feng didn't know that he had already scared off a marquis, and at this time he himself had just rushed out of the sea of fire, using more than a hundred barrels of gasoline thrown by Xiao Qian, after defeating the elite thousands of Mongolian cavalry in a very short period of time, with the help of his cover, the three thousand cavalry led by Li Yanjian finally crossed the Daqing River. He quickly stepped forward to meet him, and then took Li Yao's aunt and nephew and the three thousand cavalry to avoid the sea of fire that was still burning in the north and quickly spread outward, and rushed east to the Mongol army that was encircling in the east. Then, just like when he took the Jinyi Guard Iron Cavalry, he took the five hundred heavy cavalry with the strongest combat effectiveness under Li Pu, and pierced into the Mongolian cavalry like a long thorn in an elongated triangular formation.

As a blade, he immediately began a murderous slaughter.

The terrifying mace in his hand swept wildly, and the whole person turned into a mobile meat grinder, smashing all the Mongol cavalry that appeared in his attack range, including men and horses, into splattered flesh, like a high-speed rotating drill drilling into flesh, and rushed forward in the dense Mongolian cavalry. And relying on his opening, the spear in Li Yao's hand that followed closely behind kept stabbing out, picking off those Mongolian troops who fled in a panic from their horses, and behind Li Yao formed a dense formation, the heavy cavalry followed at full speed with spears, they almost didn't need to attack with weapons, as long as they kept following the immortal venerable, it was enough to keep squeezing forward, slamming and trampling.

The formation of the Mongol cavalry was disrupted by this terrifying force almost in the blink of an eye.

No one could stop the forward movement of this long thorn, and Yang Feng, who had activated it, and his giant mace were unstoppable.

And then came the end of the Mongol cavalry.

Because behind this long thorn, there were nearly 3,000 elite cavalry waiting in total, including Yang Feng's personal guards, when Yang Feng and the heavy cavalry broke up the formation of the Mongolian cavalry and killed them so that they were on their backs and turned over their corpses all over the field, the 3,000 cavalry who had been lining up beside them began to charge. Because on one side is the Daqing River, and on the other side is the sea of fire created by the burning of more than 100 tons of gasoline, the Mongolian cavalry was bound to a not wide battlefield on the shore, and after being dispersed by Yang Feng, they could not resist the impact of the cavalry in formation, just like facing the pouring torrent of mountain torrents, and were instantly submerged by the torrent of thousands of horses.

"Demon, this demon!"

Behind the Mongolian cavalry, the supreme commander of the Mongolian army in the Shandong battlefield, Temujin's nephew, and Ha Bichi, the son of Humble Chi Hesa'er, looked at Yang Feng, who picked up the mace and smashed it out, and said sadly.

"Bed crossbow, I don't believe I can't kill him!"

Beside him, Ah Shu, the son of Wuliang Hetai, gritted his teeth and shouted.

A bed crossbow was immediately launched, and dozens of bed crossbows were aimed at Yang Feng at the same time.

But almost at the same time, in the sky above their heads, a blue point of light appeared, and then the meteor fell with the long tail of the flames, and before the first meteor landed, those Han soldiers who were using bed crossbows, and even the Mongolian cavalry, color cavalry, and Han cavalry who were coming forward to reinforce behind them, all screamed in horror and turned around desperately. You must know that the sea of fire not far away has not been extinguished, and there are Mongolian cavalry covered in fire from time to time running out of the sea of fire, with these unlucky lessons from the past, they have already seen the power of this heavenly punishment, it can be said that their brains are instantly submerged in the terrifying sea of fire. The fear of death, the fire, and the gods made all they could think of at this time was to flee, and tens of thousands of huge legions fell from a thousand meters in the air with a roar before the burning gasoline barrels could be heard, and they collapsed like collapsed sand castles, and everyone abandoned their commanders and fled in the crowd and trampling each other.

Habichi and Ah Shu looked at the top of their heads dumbfounded.

"This is really inexplicable!"

Ah Shu smiled bitterly and muttered to himself.

The next moment, a meteor of flame landed right between him and Habichi, and the furious waves of flame instantly spread out in all directions, drowning them at the same time.

"Heavenly punishment, this is heaven's punishment!"

Shi Tianze, who was leading the Han army to reinforce behind them, muttered to himself as he looked at the flame meteor that fell again.

And the tens of thousands of Han troops under his command were also under the impact of those routs, while watching the sea of fire falling by the meteor in front of them, they turned around in horror, and they also crowded each other and trampled each other desperately to escape.

It was at this time that another Han cavalry arrived.

However, what is surprising is that they did not run away, but continued to move forward in the face of those routs, but at the moment when they hit the front rout, they raised their sharp long knives and slashed wildly, at first they thought that they were trying to prevent the rout, so those rout soldiers did not resist under the drive of habit, but just dodged to the side in a panic, but when they unceremoniously killed even the Mongolian cavalry, these routs knew that they were clearly defecting.

"Liu Sijing, this dog thief!"

A general beside Shi Tianze looked at this scene and said sadly.

"He is from Jinan, different from us!"

Shi Tianze said expressionlessly.

It was the cavalry of Liu Sijing, a general under Zhang Rong, the Marquis of Jinan.

There were a large number of Han military princes in Mongolia, and there must be dozens of them in total.

Among them, the largest six are Yidu Li Pu, Zhending Shi Tianze, Dongping Yan family, Shuntian Zhang Rou, Taiyuan Liu Heima, Gongchang Wang's family, these six are called the Great Domain, and Taiyuan Liu's family is the first to surrender to Mongolia, in fact, it is no different from Mongolia, Gongchang Wang's family even entered the Mongolian Wanggu Department, their surname Wang was also changed to Wang, these two are almost Mongolianized, and the remaining four are pure Han army marquis.

And under the six, there are Jinan Zhang Rong, the famous Wang Wengan, and the subordinate ones such as Dedi Hun and so on.

There are also sub-levels below these sub-marquis, just like the warlords and small warlords among the big warlords during the warlord melee of the Republic of China, such as Dong Wenbing, who was most trusted by Kublai Khan, is second-level, and his Gaocheng Dong family is actually subordinate to the Zhending historians, including the famous Guo Kan is also a Zhending historian, and the historians are the real super bosses among the Han people in Mongolia. Liu Sijing's family is also the same as the Zhang family in Jinan, his father Liu Bin is one of the 40,000 households under Zhang Rong, these princes have their own army, many even reach tens of thousands, for example, Li Pu has an army of 80,000, although Zhang Rong's 40,000 households cannot be said to be all 10,000 people, but the total strength of more than 20,000 is no problem, in addition, they also have their own Oulu, that is, the old battalion or the tribe as the base, and the Mongolian tribes led their own troops to participate in the war after receiving the call.

This system of slavery, which is no different from nomadism, ensures the fighting power of the princes.

Every time the Han army that went south to fight the marquis was a line, they didn't change their color when they didn't work, and they changed to the genuine Mongolian army when they didn't work, and these marquis also fought bravely, after all, the Mongols respected the force, and whoever could fight them respected whom, and there would be no civilian officials to erase the meritorious battle, which was also an important reason why the Han army princes were more willing to be loyal to them, but that was when they invaded abroad, once they hit their own territory, this system was immediately scattered.

Especially when the situation is unfavorable.

And now it's clear that it is.

After the Daimyo Wang family fled without a fight, the Liu family in Jinan chose to defect without hesitation.

After all, Liu Sijing's home and land are still in Jinan, and he just has a son who is a hostage with Kublai Khan, so it goes without saying which is more important between a son and the Liu family's family business.

Of course, even without his defection, the collapse of the Mongol army could not be contained, although because of the limited energy, Xiao Qian actually threw dozens of gasoline barrels in this round, but the flames of that day and Yang Feng, who wielded a mace and turned into a monster behind the flames, still completely destroyed the courage of the 20,000 Mongol Han coalition troops. This kind of collapse is no longer something that can be reversed by manpower, and it may be possible to replace it with Yang Feng, but at least Shi Tianze does not have the ability, he sat on the horse with a lonely face, looked at the rout in front of him and poured backwards like a broken embankment, and sighed helplessly.

"Let's go!"

He waved his hand and said to the generals beside him.

"Dashuai, you can't do stupid things!"

The generals immediately understood what he was going to do, and hurriedly saluted together.

"I, Shi Tianze, am entrusted by His Majesty, and I can't eliminate rebellion for the country, so that King Zong will suffer, so what face will I see Your Majesty again!"

Shi Tianze pulled out his knife and said righteously.

He really can't go back, he is different from other princes, these years of the Mongolian war against the Southern Song Dynasty, the historians are all rushing to the forefront, it is estimated that Yang Feng will not spare him, and this time Li Pu pitted, Li Pu is also impossible to let him go, it can be said that as long as there is a symbolic figure like him, it is difficult for the historian to change the court when necessary. Unless he learns from Liu Sijing and defects directly, but in that case, their historian's relatives stationed in Zhending and various places will be finished, if he flees back to Zhending with the army and continues to fight for Mongolia to the end, he is really not confident, after all, no one can bear it.

It's better to simply wipe your neck and pull it down.

"Dashuai!"

The subordinates continued to play with dog blood in sorrow.

"Go, this is a military order!"

Shi Tianze shouted angrily.

Then he put the knife across his neck......

Suddenly, there was a chaotic scream, followed by the four defeated Mongol cavalrymen in front of them, flying up at the same time with splashes of blood, accompanied by the blood mist, a figure that had completely turned blood-red, holding a big stick that had also turned completely blood-red, rushed out in the thick smoke at once. This monster casually stepped on the head of a Mongolian soldier who was not yet dead, and the head immediately exploded like a watermelon, he raised his face, which had also turned blood-red, opened his mouth to reveal the two rows of white teeth inside, and showed a terrifying smile at Shi Tianze, and by the way, he also raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face.

Someone else's blood, of course.

It's okay if he doesn't wipe it, but after a wipe, it's even more terrifying, like the villain in an American plasma horror movie.

Shi Tianze looked at him in amazement.

The generals on both sides subconsciously began to retreat, and then looked at each other one by one, and suddenly they didn't know who screamed, and everyone turned around and fled in a hurry

At this time, Li Yao rushed out with a spear and a prancing horse.

"Shi Tianze."

She stopped beside Yang Feng and looked at Shi Tianze and said.

"Please start your show!"

Yang Feng made a gesture of invitation and said to Shi Tianze, who had already put the knife across his neck.