Since the Battle of Guangmingding, the reputation of the Mingjiao in the martial arts world has greatly improved, and prominent sects from various places have more or less helped the Mingjiao fight against the Yuan Dynasty.
The reputation of the leader of the Ming Cult has spread all over the world. He fights against several sects alone. Many people even compare the leader of the Ming Cult with Zhang Sanfeng, wanting to know who is more powerful between the two.
Because of this matter, many good people in the world even quarreled and became red-faced.
Shaolin, on the other hand, was attacked by people from the imperial court and suffered heavy losses. Even the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion was set on fire.
If the three old monks in the back mountain hadn't been alarmed in the end, most of this thousand-year inheritance would have been destroyed.
A few months later, the Mingjiao moved the main altar from Guangmingding to the south of the Yangtze River so that senior officials could sit on the front line and speed up the recovery of the Han family's homeland.
There is a garden in the south of the Yangtze River. Surrounding the garden are two teams of soldiers holding halberds and holding swords.
The garden covers an area of dozens of acres, with several pavilions and huts inside, shaded by green bamboos.
Although the garden is not big, it is indeed full of "willows around the bank and three wormwood greens, and flowers on the other bank are fragrant." There are small bridges, flowing water, mountains, rocks and clear springs, all of which are extremely exquisite.
This garden was originally owned by a high-ranking official of Yuanting. Later, the place was recovered by the Mingjiao, and the garden became Jingzhou's residence.
"Wuji, I need you to welcome the Lion King back this time. The Lion King has been wandering for many years, and he is even older now. It is inconvenient for him to live alone."
At this time, Jingzhou's affairs were almost settled, except that he still had to get the dragon-slaying knife.
The only way to get this dragon-slaying knife from Xie Xun is to go to Binghuo Island. The safest way is to let Zhang Wuji go and bring Xie Xun back.
Hearing Jing Zhou's words, Zhang Wuji was touched and the corners of his eyes turned red.
He thought that his adoptive father was like a biological father to him, but he could only watch him wander away.
"Don't worry, Master, Wuji will definitely win back his adoptive father this time." Zhang Wuji has been learning medical skills from Hu Qingniu in the past few years, treating diseases and injuries, and has been vaguely known as the Little Medical Fairy.
He is a man who must repay kindness. When he heard that Jingzhou asked him to welcome back his righteous husband, he did not resist at all, but was even more happy.
Not to mention Jingzhou's favor for his survival, he has now developed Mingjiao into the largest sect, and there is a faint tendency to divide the world with Yuanting.
Going to pick up Yoshifu this time will not only allow him to enjoy his old age in peace, but also repay Jingzhou for his life.
Besides, Jing Zhou had already told Zhang Wuji that Cheng Kun had been killed by him, and now Zhang Wuji felt that the dragon-slaying knife had no effect on Yifu.
After giving instructions to Zhang Wuji, Jing Zhou said a few words to Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng, asking them to protect the safety of several people.
At this time, the Tianying Sect had surrendered to the Mingjiao and became a branch of the Mingjiao. The White-browed Eagle King even came to Jingzhou to listen to his orders.
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The battle at Guangmingding convinced him, and he was no longer dissatisfied with the ownership of the leader of the Ming Cult.
Early the next morning, three large ships with a length of several tens of feet carried a group of Ming Cult members to the Ice and Fire Island.
Not more than a month passed in this way, and the Mingjiao ship returned.
This group is so powerful that it cannot be hidden from the spies of the various sects. However, even though they know the identity of the people on the boat and even know that Xie Xun has been welcomed back, no one of the sects dares to trouble the Mingjiao.
In that battle at Guangmingding, all the sects finally knew what a peerless master was!
One person and one gun can defeat the heads of the six major sects!
What's more, since the first stop at Guangmingding, the morale of the Mingjiao has greatly increased. Rebels in various parts of the south have risen up, occupying large areas of land in the south, and there is a faint tendency to compete with Yuanting.
Even though he and the others were passionate about the Dragon Sword, they did not dare to touch the Ming Cult’s tiger beard at this time!
Anyone who is not a fool can see that Mingjiao has become a trend.
After the dragon-slaying knife fell into the hands of the Mingjiao, the Mingjiao's momentum increased to a higher level.
There are countless disciples who want to worship and join the religion.
In September of the same year, commanders Xu Da and Chang Yuchun surrounded Jinling with 100,000 troops.
If Jinling City is captured, Mingjiao and Yuanting will divide the river to rule from the south to the north.
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Dozens of miles away from Jinling City, gongs and drums were beating, and the killings shook the sky.
Tens of thousands of soldiers fought together, and the sound of killing resounded throughout the world.
A Yuan soldier rushed to the position where he was riding his horse. He slashed forward with a long sword in his hand, cutting off the head of the Ming soldier in front of him. He raised the long sword again, but before the blade fell, several long swords were thrown. The gun pierced his body.
As soon as his body twitched, Yuan Bing was dragged off the horse and smashed to the ground.
The face of the Yuan army general in armor behind him changed one after another, and he was extremely impatient. He picked a rebel to death with a spear in his hand, yelled a few words, and gathered the Yuan soldiers around him.
They originally came to rescue the Jinling Yuan Army, but the leader insisted on advancing rashly, and then they were surrounded by people from the Ming Cult.
This group of Mingjiao soldiers were not afraid of death and cooperated closely. They stopped their group of cavalry with infantry.
If the cavalry is trapped by the infantry and loses the momentum to charge, it may not be much stronger than the infantry.
At this time, the Ming soldiers who are all over the mountains and plains are afraid that they will all die here if they don't leave.
The general of the Yuan army didn't bother to wipe the blood from his face, turned his horse around, and led the people gathered around him to break out towards the weak point of the Ming soldiers on the flank.
"Come die!"
Riding his horse forward, the general of the Yuan army killed the Ming soldiers blocking the front.
At this time, he didn't care about the situation on the battlefield. He just rushed forward and picked off several people one after another. In a moment, he actually tore a hole in the soldiers.
Inspired by the Yuan general, the morale of many Yuan soldiers behind him was greatly boosted. They killed the Ming soldiers beside him one after another, tearing the hole wider and wider. After a while, thousands of Yuan soldiers gathered.
The already weak areas on the flanks became even more exaggerated when thousands of soldiers charged in. Even though many soldiers tried their best to block it, a large hole was still opened on the flanks.
On a hillside not far away, there was a group of cavalry, with strong muscles and tall bodies, all wearing Mingguang armor, holding long guns and carrying three short guns on their backs.
"You guys, follow me and charge for a while, and eat this Yuan army!"
"My lord, no! This team of Yuan soldiers has General Zhang and the others to intercept them. The leader is a man of ten thousand gold. If there is a mistake, even if the subordinates die ten times, they will not be able to atone for their sins!"
Although General Zhang was intercepting them, that person couldn't see that the Yuan army had already rushed out. If they wanted to intercept them again, it would be too late.
Jingzhou raised his spear and rushed down on his horse, ignoring the man dressed as a scholar behind him.
"Hahaha, there is a sharp golden flag, so what's there to be afraid of!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Jingzhou took the lead and drove straight down, his red brocade cloak flying in the wind behind him.
He picked up a big bow from his horse, attached three feather arrows and shot towards the Yuan army.
"Swish, swish, swish" sounded three times in a row, and the arrows were like meteors. In the blink of an eye, three Yuan soldiers were hit by arrows and fell to the ground dead.
The team of cavalry following Jingzhou suddenly took out the short spears behind them and threw them out.
With the help of horse power, the short spears are like dragons coming out of the sea. The whistling sound is continuous and dark, making people feel frightened and chilled.
"ah!!!"
In an instant, a short spear pinned the Yuan soldiers and horses to the ground.
Screams came one after another, and the short spears were like the god of death, constantly harvesting the lives of the Yuan army.
The Yuan army that was about to rush out was blocked by short guns and slowed down dramatically.
"Quick! Spread out, spread out!"
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