All the martial arts masters and soldiers have killed people and seen blood, but now that they saw such a tragic scene, they still felt their stomachs churning and almost nauseating.
Brother Meng was even more frightened when he saw this scene, and quickly urged Fei Wuyunzhui to sit down, turn around and run away.
"Keep it for me~" Seeing this, Xiang Nan stretched out his hands and sucked hard, and Brother Meng was forcefully taken into his palm.
Xiang Nan immediately cut off his head with a hand knife, then raised his head and jumped onto Feiyunzui, clamping the horse's belly hard, Feiyunzui neighed in pain and walked towards Xiangyang City. Rush over.
At the same time, Xiang Nan did not forget to use his sword energy and chopped down Meng Ge's Jiuyan Dabin.
"Brother Meng is dead, and his head is here~" Xiang Nan galloped all the way, shouting in Mongolian all the way, firing his bow left and right, and the Wuxiang Sword Qi was continuous, killing the enemy without stopping, and there was no enemy in his path. , leaving only pieces of minced meat.
His internal strength is so strong that his voice can be heard far away. Even if the battlefield is filled with the sounds of killing and the sound of drums, it can still be heard clearly by everyone.
While the Mongolian troops were fighting fiercely, they heard that the Great Khan was dead. Then they saw that the Great Khan had indeed fallen, and there were indeed signs of chaos in the Chinese army. Although the head in Xiang Nan's hand could not be seen clearly, it did wear the golden helmet of the Great Khan, and he was also riding the Great Khan's Fei Yunzhui. They were immediately convinced that the Great Khan was really dead, and everything was gone for a while. Fighting spirit, one after another retreated.
In comparison, the morale of the Song army was greatly shaken.
Upon seeing this, Huang Rong immediately ordered the entire army to attack, and the Song troops in the city also opened up and rushed out.
Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, Zhou Botong and others launched the twenty-eight-constellation array and attacked back and forth. The Mongolian army was in chaos and killed each other. Countless people died. They threw flags and guns along the way. They were defeated and fled north.
Ouyang Feng originally had the upper hand against Guo Jing.
I couldn't help feeling panicked when I heard that the Great Khan was dead. Without the support of the Mongolian army, he alone would not be able to defeat the combined forces of Guo Jing, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong and Zhou Botong.
Besides, his nephew Ouyang Ke was protecting the Great Khan. If Meng Ge was dead, what would his nephew do? So he was so panicked that he no longer wanted to fight, so he turned around and ran away.
At this moment, Xiang Nan had arrived on Fei Yunzhui.
"Old Poison, you have done many good things, do you still want to escape again?" he asked coldly.
"Where is my nephew?" As soon as Ouyang Feng saw Xiang Nan's head in his hand and the horse he was sitting on, he knew that Meng Ge was indeed dead, and he couldn't help but worry about his nephew's safety.
"Whatever they are, your nephew will be like that." Xiang Nan pointed at the ground meat behind him and said.
"I'll kill you~" When Ouyang Feng heard this, he was immediately heartbroken, his eyes splitting, and he slapped Xiang Nan with a palm.
Xiang Nan did not hide or dodge, but stood up to greet him.
When Ouyang Feng saw this, he was very happy. He has been in seclusion for twenty years, practicing hard toad skills, and has accumulated internal strength for twenty years. Today, he was going to go out in force and try to beat Xiang Nan to death in one fell swoop.
Therefore, Ouyang Feng was naturally happy to see him holding Da Da without hiding.
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"Brother, be careful~" Guo Jing couldn't help but warn him when he saw how vicious Ouyang Feng's palm was.
But Xiang Nan didn't seem to hear it at all and didn't move at all. Then he saw Ouyang Feng hit Xiang Nan in the chest.
Xiang Nan's tiger body trembled slightly, then he looked at Ouyang Feng with a smile, "Yes, yes, this should be the toad skill you have accumulated for twenty years. It is really good."
Ouyang Feng's expression changed drastically at this time.
It turned out that after his earth-shattering palm hit Xiang Nan, the power of the palm was quickly sucked away, just like iron powder meeting a magnet.
Moreover, the remaining internal energy in his body was also flowing continuously to Xiang Nan at this time.
Ouyang Feng struggled hard, but his hand was firmly sucked by Xiang Nan, unable to move at all.
In fact, Xiang Nan possesses four hundred years of profound inner strength at this time, which is unparalleled in the world.
Ouyang Feng's twenty years of toad skill is indeed no small feat, but to Xiang Nan, it is only one-twentieth, not enough to make him burst.
On the contrary, the higher the internal power of Beiming Divine Skill, the greater the suction force. Although Ouyang Feng is a five-level player, his internal strength is still far behind Xiang Nan. In less than half a cup of tea, his internal energy was almost exhausted by him.
"Let me go, let me go~" Seeing that he was about to be sucked into a useless person, Ouyang Feng begged for mercy again and again.
Xiang Nan didn't listen at all.
He made a serious mistake last time when he didn't take the lives of Ouyang Feng's uncle and nephew, so he let the tiger return to the mountain, causing endless poison. No matter what he said this time, he would not be merciful.
Finally, after a while, Ouyang Feng lost all his inner strength and became a useless person.
Xiang Nan absorbed Ouyang Feng's fifty years of internal energy, which replenished the previous consumption and became energetic again.
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He immediately threw Ouyang Feng away, just like throwing away a rotten shoe, and then, together with Guo Jing and others, chased and killed the retreating Mongolian army.
After Ouyang Feng landed, he was quickly surrounded and beaten to death by Xiangyang soldiers and civilians who fought bravely to kill the enemy. Because he was dressed in Western costumes and had a tall nose and deep eyes, he looked like someone brought from Mongolia. He was an enemy rather than a friend, and he would naturally be attacked.
Ouyang Feng was reduced to a useless person at this time, with no ability to fight back. A moment later, he was cut into pieces with random knives.
Ouyang Feng never thought in his wildest dreams that as a member of the Five Ultimates, he would one day die at the hands of civilians.
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The Song army chased the Mongolian army and beat them until they were defeated and fled until they reached Nanyang City.
This time, the Mongolian army suffered about 100,000 casualties, and suffered countless losses in horses, grain, grass, and baggage. After this battle, the Mongolian army was severely damaged and their vitality was greatly damaged.
If you want to attack the Song Dynasty again, you will have to wait at least another ten years.
In comparison, the Song army achieved a great victory, captured countless baggage, and returned to Xiangyang City happily.
Lu Wende, the pacifying envoy, had already led his own soldiers and generals to brag and lined up outside the city to greet them. The people also gathered outside the city, displaying wine, wine, incense, and candles to pay their respects and express their condolences.
Among them, Xiang Nan successfully assassinated the Mongolian Khan Meng Ge, and then he turned the tide and reversed the situation of the war, which also gave him the most glory.
"Master Yang, it's really thanks to you this time. You should drink this first glass of celebration wine!" Lu Wende raised his glass.
"The first cup of celebration wine should be drunk by all the Song soldiers, heroes, and common people who died on the battlefield." Xiang Nan waved his hands and said, "They sacrificed themselves to protect Xiangyang, and their sacrifices were much greater than Yang's."
Immediately, he poured the glass of water and wine on the ground.
Hearing what he said, everyone nodded.
Xiang Nan has made contributions without taking any credit, which is extremely rare in their opinion.
Seeing this, Lu Wende quickly poured a second glass of wine.
"I drink this second glass of wine on behalf of all the Song soldiers, people and heroes who are still alive. The Mongolian army has been defeated and will not come back within ten years.
I hope that everyone will be healthy and safe in the next ten years and build our homes well. Xiang Nan said again.
After hearing what he said, everyone clapped their hands.
Then Xiang Nan handed the third glass of wine to Guo Jing, "Brother Guo has sacrificed his life to protect Xiangyang City for more than ten years, and he has set an example. Compared with him, my contribution is far from enough. This third glass You should respect him~"
Seeing Xiang Nan being so humble, everyone couldn't help but be impressed by his demeanor.
