The Americans, of course, did not wait for Yang Feng.

In a sense, this old monster who has lived for centuries has an extremely clear mind, and he knows very well that the best choice is to ......

Turn in!

Move into a parallel universe.

Just when the U.S. government mobilized more than a dozen satellites and hundreds of warplanes of various types, dozens of warships including two aircraft carriers, more than 50,000 officers and soldiers of the navy, land and air force, in addition to the Coast Guard and the California National Guard, on the coast of California and even the coast of Baja California, Mexico, Yang Feng once again traveled to a new time and space, and the soul he devoured this time belonged to ......

"Mah, this is a small soldier!"

In the smoke, Yang Feng opened his eyes and muttered to himself.

He looked at the corpses piled up on both sides, and tore off the broken armor on his body, which was a linen coat, which had been stained red with blood, and a huge wound on his abdomen was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon became intact skin, but it would take a little time for the internal organs to recover. He sat on a wet stone slab leaning against a dead body behind him, looking with interest at the front of him, a group of soldiers in a bloody battle against the city walls, the soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty, which he could immediately confirm. Sharp arrows kept falling above their heads, and in the killing of sharp arrows, everyone was desperate to attack the outside of the city with the bow of the divine arm, with bows and arrows, with trebuchets, with all kinds of defense equipment, and then there were people falling under the sharp arrows and whizzing falling boulders, but more people quickly filled the void, and countless pairs of feet stepped on the stone slabs that had been stained red with blood countless times and finally turned black, with the smell of rancid mud splashing.

Not far away, a ladder at the head of the city was burning, and several enemies who were trying to enter the city fell screaming in the flames.

Outside the city was a tsunami of shouts of killing.

"Quick, get rid of the Tartars!"

An officer yelled with a knife beside him.

Yang Feng's spirit suddenly lifted.

Almost at the same time, a flying ladder hooked to the city wall in front of him, and then a flat-faced head with a helmet appeared, and at the same time as it appeared, the hammer in his hand came out of his hand, and hit the officer's face door, and in the blood splash, the latter fell on his back, and fell right next to Yang Feng, and the enemy soldier who landed in the city avoided one of the spears that pierced him, grabbed the soldier with the spear, roared and threw it down the city with one hand, and then rushed up the city wall.

Yang Feng casually picked up the hammer and smashed it into his head, and the latter flashed extremely dexterously, and at the same time reached out and grabbed the handle of the hammer to regain it.

Yang Feng showed a cruel smile.

Before the creature could react, his left fist landed heavily on the door in front of him, and the latter screamed and flew out with a scream of blood and broken bones, crashing into another enemy soldier who had also landed in the city, and the two of them fell towards the city together.

"It feels okay!"

Yang Feng waved the hammer in his hand and said with satisfaction.

His strength is indeed weak, but it is very weak, it should be a little difficult to carry eight hundred pounds of mace, it is no problem to be a peerless general, this is enough, after all, in exchange for increased defense, and on the battlefield of cold weapons, there is no difference between eight hundred pounds of mace and four hundred pounds of mace, anyway, they are all things that are stained with death and death.

He walked to the edge of the city wall with his hammer, smashed a head at his feet, and then took a deep breath and looked at the endless enemies outside the city.

On his right, along the downward hill a few hundred meters away, a river hundreds of meters wide flows eastward, on his left, is a section of the city wall protruding hundreds of meters with the turn of the mountain, countless enemy troops are clinging to the ladder and flying ladder to keep going up, and the soldiers defending the city are engaged in bloody battles, the city wall is full of layers of dead bodies, but further away is blocked by this wall can not be seen. He turned his head to look behind him, and along the upward hill behind him, countless houses and government offices covered almost the entire top of the mountain, and a large number of people were busy carrying materials to defend the city in the narrow streets, and those officials wearing Southern Song Dynasty official uniforms were directing among them, and even a large number of women could be seen among them.

Yang Feng sighed and turned his head again, smashing another head with his hand.

"Hechuan Diaoyu City!"

He said with emotion.

This is Hechuan Diaoyu City!

This is the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, outside the city is the southern invasion of the Song Dynasty Mongol army, the only thing is not known, is which of their attacks, this can be said to rewrite the history of the world of the famous fortress, in the past 30 years, resisted many large-scale attacks of the Mongol Yuan army.

Well, he won't have to guess anytime soon.

Because on a small hill a few hundred meters away from the city, there stands nine white silks.

This is the year 1259 of the Western calendar.

The Mongol Khan Meng Ge personally led hundreds of thousands of troops to defeat Diaoyu City, and even Meng Ge was wounded and died on the way to withdraw the army.

"Let go of that Great Khan and let me come!"

Yang Feng roared excitedly.

In the midst of countless stunned eyes, he casually knocked out a head under his feet, and then jumped outward, and landed on the flying ladder that was on the city wall with his crotch on the top of the spear that was stabbing below, and slammed into the head of an enemy soldier who climbed the ladder, who fell from the ladder with a scream, and then Yang Feng continued to slide, and then crashed into the next one. He knocked all the soldiers down the ladder like a string in a blink of an eye, fell to the ground with a curse, and threw the hammer in his hand, which happened to hit the head of an officer opposite, and the latter's head exploded instantly under the huge impact force, but Yang Feng suddenly picked up a piece of wood on the ground, used a three-edged nail in one hand as a gripper, and swept around with the wood, and all the Mongolian soldiers around were smashed out.

At this time, the defenders on the city wall suddenly reacted, and a loud cheer immediately sounded.

"Wolf tooth slap!"

Yang Feng yelled below.

An officer on the city wall quickly understood what he meant, raised his hand and cut off the rope on the wolf tooth slap in front of him, and the heavy wooden board full of triangular nails fell with a whistling and slammed it on the ground, Yang Feng threw the wood in his hand forward and picked up the wolf tooth and slapped it to his chest, roaring like a raging rhinoceros along the city wall, and all the Mongolian soldiers who tried to stop him were knocked away.

In the blink of an eye, he emptied all the flying ladders on a hundred-meter-long section of the city wall, and the Mongol soldiers on those ladders fell like rain with screams.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng turned around.

At this time, the Mongolian soldiers opposite him had already formed a formation, under the protection of a shield, against the rain of arrows on the city wall, Yang Feng hit forward without the slightest hesitation, but at the moment of collision, he pushed the wolf tooth slapped forward, just when this domineering weapon roared into the middle of the Mongolian soldiers, he jumped up as he had done many times in the past, and suddenly crossed this small formation, and landed in front of a general behind, before the latter could react, grabbed his feet and neck, Forcefully ripped off the horse's back, then turned over and grabbed the spear stabbed by another general next to him, pierced his chest with his backhand, and then straddled the horse and held the spear and rushed straight to Jiu Bai Xu.

The Song soldiers on the city wall were stupid, and the Mongol soldiers who were also attacking were also stupid, and everyone was stunned to see him moving forward one by one, constantly overturning one enemy after another, and narrowing the distance between him and Jiu Bai Xu.

However, the Mongols reacted quickly.

A large number of elite genuine Mongolian heavy cavalry surged forward, these fierce cavalrymen with horses and armor with spears on their horses, with thunderous hooves and terrifying roars, suddenly crashed like a tsunami of furious waves, ready to devour this guy who dared to provoke them in an instant. This is the thirteenth-century Mongol heavy cavalry, the most fierce warrior on the planet in this era, they once followed Temujin to devour one empire after another, all the countries that dared to stand in their way were trampled under their iron hooves, and the Jin, Western Xia, Western Liao, and Dali were all destroyed. At this moment, their brothers were ravaging the whole west, and Hulegu's army had even arrived in Egypt, and the majesty they had built by cutting off tens of millions of heads could not be shattered by such a small city, let alone humiliated by such a sudden enemy.

The cannon fodder Han soldiers in front of them scattered in a panic, giving these terrifying cavalry to get out of the way, and Yang Feng was still moving forward with a spear across his horse.

The defenders on the walls roared like madness.

In the blink of an eye, the Mongolian heavy cavalry collided head-on with Yang Feng, but at the moment of impact, he suddenly rose into the sky, and the cavalry torrent swept rapidly under his feet, and then he held the spear with both hands and fell down obliquely, the spear with the power of his fall passed through the chest of a cavalryman like a tofu, and took the cavalry backwards and fell into the back of the war horse, Yang Feng stepped on his body and rose into the sky again in the mournful sound of the war horse, and pulled out the spear and stabbed it in the air again.

Countless spears below were raised at the same time, but they broke off in his impact, and he leaped to his feet again after stabbing the second cavalryman to death.

In the blink of an eye, he was behind the Mongol heavy horsemen.

And at this time, he was less than two hundred meters away from the Nine White Silks, and he could even see a white-robed middle-aged man in front of the Nine White Silks, as well as the generals who were making persuasion letters next to him, it was obvious that this was the current Mongolian Great Khan Meng Ge.

"The teeth of the princess of Western Xia!"

Yang Feng suddenly yelled in Mongolian.

The white-robed middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then urged him to take a step forward, his face immediately showed a trace of fierceness, and he pulled out his treasure knife and pointed forward.

"Kill this demon and reward ten thousand households!"

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