As the last Wanhu who was transferred to Chunyuan's command. Jin Xuanyun had never experienced large-scale face-to-face combat with the Han army.
Although news of Meng Yuan's defeat continued to come from the front. But he was too proud. As a fighting nation and a member of the royal family, he always believed that the Meng Yuan was the best nation in the world.
They were born for war. It should be invincible and invincible.
Merely Han Chinese.
They are just a group of guys who relied on despicable means such as castles and tricks to achieve victory.
He did not believe that Meng Yuan would be defeated head-on.
He urgently hoped that Chunyuan could show the momentum of a fighting nation and launch a decisive battle with the Han army. But Chunyuan was like a turtle, entrenched in the six cities of Huanglong Mansion, motionless.
The Mongolian people actually imitated the Han people and guarded the city? This is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world.
He complained more than once in private that Chunyuan was getting old. Wan Yanxian, Jin Ruiyun and other ten thousand households are also old.
Just like an old lion, it has lost its claws and teeth, and is no longer the majestic lion king.
They should all abdicate and give up their positions to young, talented and ambitious Mongolian warriors.
Until then.
Only then did Jin Xuanyun realize that it was not that the lion was old. Rather, the opponent was a tiger in his prime. In terms of combat ability, the two sides were almost evenly matched.
The Han army had a slight upper hand.
Jin Xuanyun had yellow teeth and bit his lip tightly, almost bleeding. He couldn't believe it and didn't want to admit it.
The most elite Mongolian and Yuan heavy armored cavalry were no match for the Han army.
This is impossible.
This is impossible...........
Jin Xuanyun looked slightly lost, and Feng Chong felt it keenly. He could probably guess what Jin Xuanyun was thinking, and said sarcastically: "How about it. Boy. I heard that you often make remarks about Han people being sheep. Taunting Chunyuan and the others for getting old."
"You can't think of it? Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi. We Han people stood up. Your Majesty said it well. If the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty is a fighting nation, then we are a war nation."
"Regardless of the system, culture, and war, we will crush you in all aspects."
"Barbarians should behave like barbarians. They stay like monkeys in the trees, eating bananas and grabbing their red buttocks. Meng Yuan barbarians dare to call themselves emperors? Call themselves the queen of Emperor Yan? They are simply a model of being crowned monkeys. "
Feng Chong's venomous mouth almost continuously launched taunting attacks towards Jin Xuanyun.
Jin Xuanyun instantly changed from a state of despair to a state of rage.
"You bastard." Jin Xuanyun cursed, and kept calling Feng Chong's body with the horse in his hand.
A horse's shaft, like a flying dragon, exudes endless pressure.
The moves are endless and fierce.
Feng Chong's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly used the Zhangba sword to defend himself. While continuing to sarcastically say: "What's wrong? Did I say something that hurts you? Are you angry with embarrassment?"
"You Mengyuan people are monkeys, monkeys, monkeys. Monkeys with bare butts and red butts."
"What? You've been holding it in so much that your face is red. If you feel uncomfortable holding it in, just argue with me. Take off your pants and show me if your butt is red."
"If your butt is not red, then I will dismount, kneel down, kowtow to you three times, and call you grandpa three times. By the way, I will admit loudly that I was wrong."
Jin Xuanyun completely fell into madness mode, each move became more fierce and fierce than the last. But each move is weaker than the last.
Such a crazy and furious mode cannot last long.
Feng Chong's eyes flickered as he carefully defended himself while waiting for Jin Xuanyun to weaken.
He felt very proud in his heart.
"What a stupid young man. After being ridiculed for a few words, he was already blinded by anger. Okay, very good. If you cut off this stupid young man's head, I will also be the Duke of the country. The only person in the entire Han Dynasty except Liu The third highest ranking person after Zhixing and Li Yong."
Thinking of this, Feng Chong's heart was extremely hot, and he became more and more calm in his moves. At the same time, he continued to harass Jin Xuanyun.
His mouth smelled like a cesspit.
Mouth full of shit.
"Kill!!!!!!" Jin Xuanyun suddenly roared, his aura increased to the extreme, and the horse spear in his hand thrust out with a "whoosh", as fast as lightning, and struck Feng Chong's neck.
Alarm bells rang in Feng Chong's heart, and the general's instinct made him feel. If this move is not done well, the boat may capsize in the gutter.
Of course we can't capsize in the gutter.
The throne of the Duke of the Kingdom is just around the corner.
How can the boat capsize?
"Come on." Feng Chong roared, his muscles tightened, and he exerted force from his waist to his arms. The Zhangba sword in his hand intercepted Jin Xuanyun's Ma Shan with lightning speed. .
At this moment, Jin Xuanyun's whole body's momentum was released, and he suddenly withdrew the horse in his hand. Turning the horse's head at an extremely fast speed, he shouted: "Withdraw the troops."
"Don't think that I, Jin Xuanyun, am an idiot."
Before leaving, Jin Xuanyun turned around and sneered at Feng Chong.
Extremely lethal.
Feng Chong kept sarcastic and sarcastic, spitting shit. But a thousand words can't be as devastating as Jin Xuanyun's last words.
It turns out that the fool is himself?
Feng Chong was stunned for a moment, his mouth wide open like a chicken. After a moment, he said angrily: "Jin Xuanyun. If you have the guts, don't run away. Fight me for three hundred rounds and see if I kill you."
Jin Xuanyun, who had already walked away, sneered and ignored him.
Jin Xuanyun's timing was very good.
The Mongolian and Yuan cavalry fought with the Han cavalry and gradually fell into a disadvantage. If there is any further delay, the Meng Yuan cavalry will collapse.
The collapse of the army is more terrible than defeat.
Jin Xuanyun felt it keenly.
It was like a bucket of cold water pouring down on him, making him wake up instantly.
General of Ten Thousand Households.
How could it really be a monkey with a bare butt and a red butt?
After the Meng Yuan soldiers received Jin Xuanyun's order, their morale increased instead of falling. A battle without victory in sight is the most despairing.
The withdrawal made them relieved.
"Kill!!!" The Meng Yuan soldiers advanced instead of retreating, and the soldiers in the front row launched a charge uniformly. The soldier who lost his horse took the opportunity to jump on his companion's horse.
Under the fierce offensive of the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers, the Han soldiers were suppressed for a while. Then. The Mongolian soldiers turned their horses and quickly left the battlefield.
They did not retreat in defeat, but fought and retreated.
"Kill!! Kill!!!!" The furious Feng Chong frantically led his troops to pursue the Meng Yuan soldiers, chasing them a long distance in the blink of an eye.
Just then.
The rapid sound of gold and iron sounded from the door of the Han military camp.
Military orders are like mountains. If even the general disobeys military orders, how can he restrain the soldiers? When Feng Chong looked at the fleeing Meng Yuan soldiers, he suddenly felt as deflated as a rubber ball. He reined up his horse and led his troops back to the Han army's camp dejectedly.
Although we won, the victory was not perfect.
Not only did Jin Xuanyun run away, but he also got yelled at.
It hurts.
