Of course, Kublai Khan's little trick could not hide from an old monster who had theoretically lived for hundreds of years.

First, he wanted to kill Yang Feng.

In addition, he also has a goal is to delay time, at this time, if the truce is of course beneficial to him, he can take this opportunity to transfer the main force of the Mongol army, and then attack Li Pu from all directions at the same time, and Yang Feng has only one person, even if he can still be from Kaiping, that is, Yuanshangdu, at this time it is not called Shangdu, even if Yang Feng can come back from there, it is impossible to stop hundreds of thousands of troops on such a long front from Binzhou in the east to Tai'an in the west to Haizhou in the south.

As long as there is a breakthrough in one direction, then the Mongolian army can wash Shandong with blood and kill all the people into Shandong, which is no man's land, even if Yang Feng gets it, what's the point?

So Yang Feng wouldn't be so stupid.

Even if he wanted to go to Kaiping to do something, he had to kill the Mongol army attacking Shandong first, and then lead the army straight to Yanjing.

Kublai Khan would never tolerate him going to Yanjing in this way.

Because once Yang Feng led tens of thousands of troops to Yanjing, then a large number of Han army princes along the way must have defected, which can be said to be inevitable, these guys were originally grass on the wall, they were not loyal to the Jin State back then, of course, it is also impossible to really be loyal to Mongolia, they just don't have a chance, if they have the opportunity, they will not hesitate to sell Mongolia like they sold the Jin State back then. And Yang Feng's team will also grow like a snowball, until it can sweep Hebei, and finally reach Yanjing and then block Juyong Pass, then Kublai Khan will lose his most important control area. Because as long as Yang Feng blocks the Juyong Pass, then the entire Hebei, whether it is the Han army or those Liaojin remnants, even if they are still waiting and watching before, will not hesitate to defect, so that the two regions of Shandong and Hebei will be connected into a piece, if the Song army in the south crosses the Huai River again, then the entire Henan will not be able to keep, Kublai Khan will lose nearly half of the territory, and the east of Hangu Pass will completely disassociate itself from him.

What did he do against his brother to the west at that time?

So he had to block Yang Feng.

And this is Yang Feng's favorite again, he can kill the Tartars to his heart's content, he will continue to attract the main force of the Mongol army to him like a magnet, and then kill him in various ways.

"Immortal Venerable, what should I do with this dog thing?"

Li Pu pointed at the Confucian student and asked Yang Feng cautiously.

"What's your name?"

Yang Feng said.

"The Great Mongolian Son Priest Wine, Xu Heng, Xu Zhongping."

The Confucian said proudly.

In fact, at this time, he was also enduring, not only his face was pale and trembling, but the cold sweat on his face kept flowing, although his two broken legs did not bleed, but they were also rapidly swollen, and they were forcibly pressed to the ground and rubbed from time to time, the pain was also very strong, and he could hold on to it as a man......

Well, the man is a contempt at this time.

"Xu Heng."

Yang Feng said in a long voice.

"Yi Di enters Huaxia and Huaxia, your idea is very novel, is this taught to you by Confucius or taught by Meng Ke? It can't be something you just read from a later article, or you just came up with it yourself, right? Don't lie, although I am different from Confucius and Mengdao, I still know very well what they have written, don't try to take those later generations or the words of an ordinary scholar to say that they said, otherwise be careful that I will find their souls to clean you up! ”

He went on to say.

Xu Heng gritted his teeth and didn't speak.

"Looks like you really came up with it yourself!"

Yang Feng said with a smile.

"This is Han Changli's words!"

Xu Heng said disdainfully.

"Han Yu? Han Yu seems to be far from the standard of your Confucian sages, right? I have some friendship with his nephew, I remember that the only thing in his article that has anything to do with this theory is that there is only such a half sentence in the original way, but can you not cut off half of the words of others, are you missing a few words in front of this sentence? Or did you deliberately leak it out for others? What's more, the main meaning of Han Yu's original text is to emphasize the difference between Huayi, you cut out half of the words used to argue your own views in other people's original texts, and then say that this is the sage's speech, are you a little too shameless, do you believe it or not, I brought Han Yu's soul and asked him to take you back to study the problem of your plagiarism and misinterpretation of other people's articles? ”

Yang Feng said.

Xu Heng was silent.

"If you want to be a mother with milk, that's your business, don't pull the ancients who have been dead for hundreds or even nearly two thousand years into the water, okay? Although I don't have much friendship with Kong Meng, I can't sit back and watch you pour dirty water on someone's head! The Northern Army and the Civilians were driven by the Tartars, I really don't want to delve into it, it was the Song Dynasty that had no ability to protect the people, resulting in the fall of the North, and the people had to obey their drive in order to survive, and this responsibility is not entirely on them, but like you, in order to flatter the Tartars, openly bewitching the public, and not hesitating to make up the words of the sages themselves, and theoretically whitewash it for its poisoning of China, it is a great crime, and it can be said that it is a real traitor. ”

Yang Feng then said.

Xu Heng still silently resisted.

As for whether he was afraid that Yang Feng would summon the souls of Kong, Meng, and Han to pull him away, this is very difficult to say, even if he didn't think that Yang Feng had such an ability, but he also knew that this demon smashed his head with a hammer, and then said that his soul had been taken away by those three people, then he definitely had no place to theorize, in the end, the only choice at this time was to shut up and don't give him another reason to be mad.

"Xianzun, this person is a close confidant of Kublai Khan, and Hao Jing is as famous, after Hao Jing was killed by Xianzun, he was valued by Kublai Khan, and Liu Bingzhong, Yao Shu, Dou Mo and others are all important ministers under Kublai Khan."

Li Pu said on the side.

"He likes to turn Yidi into Huaxia so much, then let him do more of this kind of work, come here, escort him to Laizhou to give it to Xiaoyu, let Xiaoyu arrange a boat to send him to Taiwan, and then throw it into which Turen tribe, see how many Yidi he can turn into Huaxia, if he can change into ten thousand people, I will set up a monument to commemorate him, I just hope he will not return to the earth in another form the next day." In addition, there will be such Confucian scholars in the future, and they will also be dealt with in this way, they will satisfy them if they like, Taiwan's Yidi is not enough and Nanyang's Yidi, Nanyang's Yidi is not enough and there are Western, there are many Yidi in this world, and they have a place to display their talents. ”

Yang Feng said.

Well, at this time, the natives were still eating people, and his employees in Taipei already had examples of being dragged away and then barbecued.

The fate of the poor Xu University scholar was doomed, a group of wolf-like soldiers stepped forward, and dragged him away directly in his constant struggle, and then he would be sent to Laizhou to board a ship to Taiwan to educate those natives, in fact, he did not complete his mission, those sailors of the Nanyang Company would not treat him as an uncle, he died of sepsis infection caused by the ulceration of his legs before he arrived in Taiwan, and the dead at sea were thrown directly into the sea to avoid the plague, So he was also thrown into the sea by the sailors very simply, in short, the so-called first person of the Yuan Dynasty, who originally formulated the official etiquette of the Yuan Dynasty in history, disappeared in ......

Disappeared into the belly of the fish and turned into fish droppings.

Three days later, east of Qihe City.

Yang Feng carried a scepter that was more like a Pu knife, and stood on a leaping horse at the north end of the incomplete wooden bridge of the Daqing River, beside him only Li Yao was holding the red dragon hugging the sun and moon flag, and in front of him a large number of cavalry was surging, and a general's armor under the banner in the middle was eye-catching.

"This is Han Shi'an, the Tatar Bindi Wanhu."

Li Yao said cautiously.

"Han Chinese?"

Yang Feng said.

"Han people, but the ancestors followed the Liao State."

Li Yao said.

"Humph! I see it as if I was selling Seoul with a bid! ”

Yang Feng said with a sneer.

Immediately afterwards, he thrust the decorative scepter in his hand into the saddle, jumped up and landed on the ground, grabbed his beloved mace, and pounced on Han Shi'an like a wild dog.

The enemy army opposite him was completely stunned all of a sudden, how could he go it alone without saying a word?

Immediately, hundreds of horsemen on the opposite side accelerated forward at the same time, but at the moment of collision, Yang Feng jumped up, and continued to rush straight at Han Shi'an, who turned around in a hurry in horror, and the bows and arrows in the hands of his subordinates on both sides were fired together, and Yang Feng roared in the dense arrows, raised his mace and smashed it in the air, and the mace was smashed on Han Shi'an's head with a terrifying roar, and the latter and his people and horses almost turned into splattered flesh and blood like rotten watermelons.

Quiescence.

An eerie silence.

Yang Feng looked around eerily with his mace, and the Han cavalrymen who were already holding their spears and preparing to poke him looked blankly at his feet.

"Get out!"

Yang Feng shouted.

The next moment, all the cavalry turned around as fast as they could, and fled wildly in the crowd of each other.

"Hmph, it's not enough!"

Then Xianzun returned proudly with his mace on his shoulder, to meet the infinite adoring gaze of his female apprentice, and on the river to the south of them, countless soldiers were busy, using various timber to rebuild the wooden bridge that had been burned before, and a large number of cavalry on the south bank were gathering and waiting.

This is his expeditionary force.

Of course, he couldn't take all of Li Pu's troops north, in fact, he only needed a small number of cavalry.

Li Pu handed over all his subordinates, including the five hundred most valuable heavy cavalry, and three thousand elite cavalry at the core of his strength to Yang Feng, these cavalry had the best equipment, the best war horses, and their combat effectiveness was almost not inferior to that of the Mongolian cavalry, and they would follow Xianzun to the north to attack Yanjing. Li Pu led his main force to attack Dongping, taking advantage of the opportunity of Yang Feng to disrupt the northern front and contain the main force of the Mongolian army, threatening Guo Kan from behind, forcing Guo Kan to return to the defense to relieve the threat to Li Gaoge, and strive to echo with Li Gaoge to the north and south to seize the east of Surabaya. In addition, part of the army landed in Binzhou and went north from Binzhou to respond to Xianzun's expedition, which was Yang Feng's entire operational deployment, and the core was his expeditionary force.

And at present, the most important thing for this expeditionary force is to cross the Daxiao Qing River.

Xiaoqinghe is easy.

The big and small Qing rivers are almost parallel to the east, as long as the remote wall and the old monk's mouth in the middle of the two rivers block the enemy army on the eastern front, and pass directly from the upper reaches of the Xiaoqing River, but the Daqing River is different, there is originally a wooden bridge outside the city of Qihe, but of course the Mongols will not keep it at this time, that is to say, Yang Feng's expeditionary force must force and stick to the bridgehead, and then rebuild the wooden bridge to cross, fortunately......

Fortunately, this kind of thing Yang Feng can do alone!

"The old man is in charge, how can a raccoon dog get by!"

Yang Feng carried a mace and proudly looked at the Qi River in the distance......

Uh, there's no Qihe City.

After the Mongols occupied the Central Plains, they forcibly ordered the demolition of the city walls everywhere, especially the territory of the Han army princes, in addition to those major cities, the other city walls that hindered the Mongolian cavalry galloping were all demolished, and the reason why Li Pu's territory still had cities was because he had built privately over the years, but Jinan did not belong to him before, this was the territory of another marquis Zhang Hong, who was very obedient, there were no cities in this area except Jinan, and the Mongols dreamed of turning the entire Central Plains into a huge grassland pasture.

"This is the Tartar cavalry!"

Li Yao looked at the other cavalry surging in the distance and said with a solemn face.

"Just what I want!"

Yang Feng said with a sneer.

Among the Mongolian cavalry, a fierce general accelerated forward, carrying a mace in his hand, and a giant European horse that could be called a divine horse in his crotch, and the horse rushed over first, relying on the high speed of the war horse, and in a blink of an eye he was in front of Yang Feng.

"Bo Luohuan is here, the demon will die!"

The general roared arrogantly.

The next moment, Yang Feng suddenly reached the top of his head, and before he could understand, he casually knocked off his helmet, grabbed the pigtail on his head, and then carried the pigtail and fell behind him, of course, the galloping war horse couldn't stop, just as the Andalusian horse rushed over, Bo Luohuan was so funny that Yang Feng pulled the pigtail and fell under the horse, and fell heavily on the hard soil.

"Ahh

Bo Luohuan, who smashed the ground, screamed miserably.

And at his torn scalp, blood flowed down his bald head.

"If you don't have that ability, don't learn to pretend to be forced!"

Yang Feng said speechlessly.

Immediately after he let go of his hand, Bo Luohuan pulled out a short knife and stabbed him in the chest with a fierce face, Yang Feng didn't even look at it, his right hand grabbed his face like a face-hugging insect and raised it directly into the air.

At this time, the cavalry behind Bo Luohuan also arrived.

These are all the most elite heavy cavalry, even the horses are Arab horses, it is said that the Mongolian cavalry is not just riding the short Mongolian horse to sweep the world, in fact, the Mongolian heavy cavalry are all tall Central Asian horses or Arab horses, galloping on the horses, those cavalry are holding spears, with a thunderous momentum, Yang Feng held Bo Luohuan, he suddenly turned around, and showed a bright smile at Li Yao.

The next moment, he threw Bo Luohuan, who had already crushed the skull in his hand, forward, picked up his mace and roared into the Mongolian cavalry, instantly stirring up a rain of blood, and countless broken dead bodies continued to fly into the sky.

And in the sky, flaming meteors are falling one after another......