"Mah, I was really bitten!"

Yang Feng looked at Meng Ge's obviously abnormal reaction in the distance speechlessly, it was obvious that the rumors of the wild history were correct, and the generation of Tianjiao was really bitten off by the princess of Xixia and died.

"Anyway, this is really retribution!"

After saying that, he suddenly jumped up, and almost at the same time the dark cloud-like arrows on the opposite side roared, like raindrops, constantly hitting him, and even made his forward speed obviously stagnate, and then all the arrows that hit him flew out in a mess, and then in more sharp arrows, more than a dozen giant arrows of bed crossbows crashed into him with terrifying power, but this time the bed crossbows were useless, and the energy shield on his body instantly bounced these bed crossbows away, but the force of the impact still made him fall to the ground.

"Protect the Great Khan, this demon is invulnerable!"

A scream rang out across from him.

Countless infantry held shields to form a wall to protect Meng Ge behind them, and Meng Ge immediately came to his senses and mounted his horse as fast as he could.

Yang Feng, who landed on the ground, jumped up immediately.

The archers in the array opposite him did not hesitate to shoot dense sharp arrows, these archers are elite, tens of meters away can be said to be no arrows, hundreds of arrows in a very short period of time non-stop dense crash on him, although it could not penetrate his energy shield, but the superimposed impact force made him fall from mid-air again, and fell directly into the infantry in the array below, and then countless spears stabbed upward, and even forced him to be lifted in the air.

Möngke took the opportunity to flee quickly.

Yang Feng in mid-air clamped his arms, landed and roared forward at the same time, pushing more than a dozen soldiers on the opposite side to retreat at the same time, and then his body twisted suddenly, and the sound of the spear breaking immediately sounded, but more soldiers behind him rushed up, fearlessly slashing Yang Feng's body with heavy weapons such as tomahawks and hammers in their hands. Yang Feng grabbed two battle axes and slashed wildly, but those Mongolian soldiers still attacked one after another and attacked frantically, and even in the blink of an eye, the dead bodies under his feet had piled up into mounds, but those Mongolian soldiers still stepped on the mountain of corpses and kept surging forward, it was obvious that the courage of these Mongolian soldiers exceeded the Eight Banners of the year, after all, this was also the real strength to sweep most of the Eurasian continent.

And outside this encirclement, thousands of bows and arrows were waiting with bows in hand, and once Yang Feng jumped up, countless sharp arrows would instantly crash into him.

Möngke looked back at the scene.

"What a monster!"

He said in amazement.

"Suddenly, go and persuade him to surrender, if he can surrender, reward him with ten thousand households!"

He said to the general beside him.

The latter immediately turned his horse's head and rushed into battle.

At this moment, suddenly the whistling of breaking through the air sounded, and the giant arrows of more than a dozen bed crossbows suddenly came, and in a scream, all the guards on the left hurriedly rode forward, three of them were hit almost at the same time, and the giant arrows that pierced through the body fell off the horse, and a giant arrow was close to the head of the Monte Ge horse, and the arrow shaft was slammed on the horse's head, and the war horse stood up with a scream, and the unprepared Meng Ge was thrown off the horse at once.

His reaction was also extremely fast, and he rolled to the side the moment he landed, grabbed a vacant war horse and turned over, while turning his head to look at the distant city wall hatefully.

There was a big flag under the royal flag, and a middle-aged general also looked at him.

Meng Ge did not hesitate to urge the war horse.

But at this moment, a battle axe roared and slashed at the horse behind him, the war horse sat down with a mournful roar, Meng Ge fell down with him, he subconsciously turned his head, and among the archers who were the last barrier, like a raging rhinoceros, a figure that had completely turned blood-red, with a terrifying murderous aura, crashed out. At this time, the speed of persuasion to surrender suddenly arrived, and the knife in his hand slashed down without hesitation, but the red figure didn't even look at it, and the tomahawk in his hand swept, and the poor speed was suddenly cut off by the waist, and then the man's hand was raised, and the blood tomahawk came with the speed of the hand. The two guards next to him rushed to Mengke, and the battle axe landed on their backs like chopping vegetables, and Mengke stared at the figure with horror, and the figure grew rapidly in his field of vision, accompanied by the sharp arrows that kept falling on him, like a demon and terrifying.

Two guards stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right.

The demon's fists blasted out at the same time, hitting the two horses accurately, and with a mournful roar, the two galloping horses fell down at the same time.

The next moment, he stood in front of Meng Ge with a bloody grin.

"If the general returns, he will be rewarded with ten thousand households!"

Meng Ge subconsciously raised his hand to block it in front of him, and shouted in horror at the same time.

"Swear by immortality!"

He then added.

"Lao Tzu even vomited the emperor, what bullshit do you care?"

Yang Feng said as he grabbed him, pinched his neck and picked him up.

Then he lifted Meng Ke upward, turned around like a dead dog, and looked behind him gloomily, where the Mongol soldiers who were rushing immediately stopped, and watched in horror as he struggled with his hands, holding various weapons in his hands, and one of the generals quickly urged forward.

"Let go of the Great Khan, and the conditions will be mentioned casually!"

The general said.

"What if I want you to kill yourself!"

Yang Feng said.

The general did not hesitate to put the knife on his neck and pulled it hard, blood gushed out instantly, he looked at Yang Feng proudly, gritted his teeth and trembled in the severe pain and sharp blood loss.

"It's a man!"

Yang Feng said respectfully.

He didn't expect this guy to really commit suicide, I have to say that these Mongols are very loyal, of course, mainly as the guards of the Great Khan, Meng Ge had an accident and the guards general must have beheaded the whole family, but even if Meng Ge still has an accident after such a death, it is estimated that his family will definitely be able to be saved, and Yang Feng's mind still understands this very clearly.

"Your promise!"

The general, with blood rushing from his neck, staggered with difficulty.

"Here you go!"

After Yang Feng finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed one of Meng Ge's arms, and then twisted it back, accompanied by Meng Ge's heart-rending scream, as well as the strange sound of bone rubbing, this arm turned back and forward in a strange way, and blood gushed out from the torn skin and muscles, but Yang Feng continued to turn with a smile, and in the blink of an eye, accompanied by Meng Ge's screams and the roar of those Mongolian soldiers, he forcibly twisted this arm off and threw it to the general who had fallen.

"I said that if I let you sweat, I will definitely release your sweat, but I didn't say how to put it, and if you put it piece by piece, you will also put it!"

Yang Feng said with a smile.

Then he grabbed Meng Ge's other arm and twisted it off in an instant, and threw it to the general on the ground, who used his last strength to point at him with grief and indignation, and then fell to the side without a blink, convulsing a few times and swallowing his breath.

At the same time, the Mongol soldiers, who had come to their senses, roared and rushed forward.

They were really enraged.

And they also know very well that they must die, maybe the whole family will die, and everything is thanks to Yang Feng, their only goal at this moment is to recapture Meng Ge, and then drag this demon to bury their whole family.

But at this time, their efforts were useless, Yang Feng's hands were broken and his arms were broken, Meng Ge kept screaming, and the sound of rapid blood loss became weaker and weaker, just when those soldiers were about to rush to Yang Feng, he threw the Mongolian Khan to the ground casually, and very maliciously raised his foot and stepped on it between his legs, the latter spasmed in pain, and finally swallowed his breath in the same dead eyes. But Yang Feng laughed proudly, jumped up and walked behind those Mongolian soldiers, and then jumped into a special carriage, and then the energy knife on his finger stretched out, instantly cutting off a wooden pillar in front of him, and suddenly carrying the Nine White Silk representing the Mongolian Great Khan.

He suddenly roared and waved this special guard of honor on the carriage.

This symbol of the highest power of the Mongol Empire is actually a wooden shelf, decorated with nine white horsehair made of canopy, the tallest and largest in the middle, surrounded by a slightly smaller arch guard, from the time of Temujin to represent the identity of the Great Khan, originally carried by a white horse, but this is not their shabby time, at this time, this big silk on the gold alone may cost dozens of catties, not to mention a variety of gemstone decorations, it has long been not a war horse can move.

With a malicious smile in his countless angry eyes, he slammed the head of the Nine White Threads down directly into the mud.

"Whew......"

Then he was like the King Kong who was flying on the Imperial State Building, standing next to the upside-down Nine Hundred White Silk, beating his chest with his hands and letting out a beast-like howl, this howl resounded throughout the battlefield, and all the Mongolian soldiers on the entire battlefield were looking at this scene gloomily, looking at their humiliated supreme symbol, looking at the blood-red sweat that was obviously lifeless as it was lifted by the guards.

Their courage was exhausted at once, and many even fell to their knees weakly.

"Come on!"

Yang Feng roared arrogantly.

The soldiers of Meng Ge's guards in front of him suddenly screamed, surging forward like madness and rushing forward at his feet, but at the same time, Yang Feng carried the Nine White Silks, and without hesitation, jumped up and ran away in an instant.

But instead of rushing to the Diaoyu City, it rushed to the nearest Jialing River.

He couldn't escape back to Diaoyu City from the land, and there were tens of thousands of Mongolian soldiers densely packed between him and Diaoyu City, even if he was tired and collapsed, he would definitely not be able to kill back, but there was almost no enemy between him to the south and the Jialing River, and he galloped at a speed comparable to that of a war horse, and in a blink of an eye, he rushed out of a few hundred meters, standing by the surging river to the east, and then stopped and turned his head to look at the boundless surging pursuers behind him.

"The man of the Han family, he would rather die than give in!"

He roared impassionedly.

Then he jumped into the surging river.

On the Diaoyu City in the distance, everyone who watched this scene hid their faces and wept, crying for the tragic end of the warriors.

Uh, what's up with that white dot that keeps going up the water against the current? nt

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