Everyone in Wudang also knew that under the siege of tens of thousands of soldiers, if they did not resist, they would die sooner or later, so under the leadership of Song Xing, Zhang Sanfeng and Doujiu Monk, they launched a desperate charge down the mountain.
However, Song Xing also assured everyone in Wudang that he would try to reduce further casualties.
Seeing that the Wudang Clan dared to launch an attack, Yuan Bing rioted for a moment and immediately sent out a team to meet the enemy.
Just hearing the sound of horse hooves vibrating, two thousand iron cavalry, with an aura capable of trampling and destroying everything, came towards the heroes of Wudang.
Song Xing sneered, shook his palms, and immediately summoned the Nine Death Jingling Armor!
The Nine Deaths Jingling Armor let out a roar and officially appeared in front of everyone in this world for the first time.
All eyes are on you!
A huge body thousands of feet high, with countless bronze vines shining with cold light, shining with the light of death.
"hiss……"
Seeing this scene, everyone on Wudang Mountain, as well as tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalry at the foot of the mountain, couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, with shock on their faces.
Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Yin Liting and other Wudang masters all had their faces pounding and felt cold all over, staring at this monster that seemed to be wearing a ferocious armor.
Even Zhang Sanfeng and Doujiu Monk were startled when they first saw such a terrifying creature.
After Song Xing explained that this was his servant, he was half-convinced, but his face also showed a relaxed look.
The appearance of the Nine Death Jingling Armor was too sudden. Even though the two thousand cavalry had been on the battlefield for a long time, they lost their sense of measure when they saw such a terrifying monster.
For a moment, people and horses neighed, and panicked voices echoed throughout the battlefield.
Even if they are cavalry, how can they fight against such a monster.
Feeling the cold breath of the Nine Death Jingling Armor, the horses didn't even have to fight, they were so frightened that they collapsed.
"Nine deaths, cutting through the battlefield!"
Following Song Xing's order, countless bronze vines roared towards the cavalry and the larger phalanx behind the cavalry.
"not good!"
The commander of the Yuan soldiers looked at this strange and powerful monster, and his expression changed greatly.
Although he didn't know where this monster came from, he also knew that if he got close to this monster, he would definitely die.
He hastily issued the order to retreat.
But this order was obviously too late.
"Pfft..."
Accompanied by the sound of sharp blades cutting through flesh and blood, countless yuan soldiers screamed and fell from their horses under the monster's bronze vines.
In the blink of an eye, half of these cavalry were lost.
The cavalry broke up and fled, and the remaining Yuan troops panicked and turned around and ran away.
"Catch them and annihilate them all!" Song Xing shouted coldly.
"Kill!" Doujiu Monk shouted, leading hundreds of Wudang disciples to kill the fleeing Yuan army.
The Wudang disciples originally thought that this was a fatal war, but who knew that in the blink of an eye, the outcome was reversed, and they suddenly felt refreshed.
"How could this happen? Where did that weird thing come from?" The commander-in-chief of the Yuan Army, who mistakenly thought that the Nine Death Jingling Armor was a weird thing, stood behind the army and looked at the mountain-like monster with despair.
Even though he had attacked and captured countless cities since he commanded the army, he had never seen such a terrifying monster.
"Sir, that monster is invincible, shall we retreat?" the deputy general urged him on horseback.
In just one charge, thousands of cavalry died tragically in the hands of the monster. Such combat power had already broken his fighting spirit.
But before the commander-in-chief gave the order, the ground in the tens of thousands of troops began to shake violently, and then countless thicker vines emerged from the ground.
Astonishingly, the Nine Death Jingling Armor stretched its entire torso, drilled into the ground, and dug through the military formation in strict accordance with Song Xing's instructions.
A loud sound was heard, and the entire ground shook. It seemed that a hole was torn in the earth, and countless gravel and soil spurted out.
"ah!!!"
There were shrill screams, and countless cavalrymen fell to the ground, their bodies penetrated by gravel and soil.
"Quick! Get out of here!"
The commander-in-chief of the Yuan army was shocked and angry, and quickly urged his subordinates to retreat, and at the same time he was preparing to leave.
However, at this moment, vines shot up from the ground and wrapped around their limbs and necks.
In an instant, countless Yuan soldiers were dragged off their horses and fell to the ground.
They struggled to get up, but were tightly bound by the vines, and no matter how hard they cut, it had no effect.
"Save me, save me..."
"No...I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."
Wails were heard all over the place, and this scene was simply like Shura Hell.
Corpses were dragged out one after another.
The blood of these people gathered into rivers, dyeing the earth red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was pungent and unpleasant.
Many soldiers were pulled into the cave and then devoured.
Seeing this scene, the Mongolian army was heartbroken. Some Mongolians knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, hoping to survive.
This cruel scene lasted for about a full incense, and finally calmed down.
When those soldiers who were lucky enough to survive raised their heads again, they looked at the behemoth, their eyes filled with fear and awe.
The originally ferocious Mongolian cavalry no longer dared to offend the people of Wudang.
Song Xing roared a few times, rode the Nine Death Jingling Armor, slowly descended, and looked proudly in all directions.
A sharp and overbearing chilling air filled the air, as if even the sunlight had dimmed a lot.
On the battlefield, Zhang Sanfeng, Doujiu Monk, Wudang Seven Heroes and others were all deeply touched by the scene before them.
"This Nine Deaths Jingling Armor is really powerful. What's even more rare is, how did Song Xiaoyou control such a terrifying thing?" The wine-fighting monk said with emotion.
He and Zhang Sanfeng both thought that the Nine Death Jingling Armor was some kind of powerful monster.
They just didn't expect that it could actually obey Song Xing's orders, which really made the two of them unbelievable.
Zhang Sanfeng had seen Song Xing perform Taoism, and it was a bit better. He guessed that his ability to control the Nine Death Jingling Armor was due to Taoism.
Song Xing smiled slightly: "Master, master, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. The death of tens of thousands of people will definitely alarm Yang Lian Zhenjia soon."
Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said thoughtfully: "But little friend, I see you have no intention of covering up at all?"
"That's right," Song Xing put away the Nine Death Jingling Armor and said to the two of them: "Since we started to break out, I have no intention of covering up. Now that Yang Lian Zhenjia has used the power of Yuan Ting, both of us are fighting to the death. I The idea is that instead of waiting for him to make a move, it is better to take the initiative and catch him off guard."
Zhang Sanfeng frowned and asked: "This man has extraordinary martial arts and a cautious nature. He was injured in your hands before, but now he is like a frightened bird. Even if he really wants the Yitian Sword, he only sends these soldiers, so how can he take the initiative?"
Then his eyes lit up, "Fellow Taoist, you mean Dadu?"
The drunken monk's face first showed a look of confusion, and then he also showed a look of surprise.
Song Xing nodded and said: "That's right. Although he can rely on the power of Yuan Ting to seek refuge in Yuan Ting, it is also a bad move. Since Nanyan Sect has been designated as the state religion, in order to consolidate the status of Nanyan Sect, Yang Lianzhenjia is now ten Eight or nine of them are in Dadu."
"And I guess that he used heavy troops to trap Wudang Mountain, maybe it was just a tactic to suspect the enemy. His real goal may not be the Yitian Sword, but just to prevent us from focusing on other things. After all, in this world, he can really be afraid of us. Several of them are all on Wudang Mountain."
Zhang Sanfeng and Doujiu Monk nodded. Yang Lian Zhenjia sent a large army to surround Wudang, but they did not attack, which really aroused suspicion.
Song Xing said: "With that weird evil behind him, if it drags on for a day, our chance of winning will be reduced by one point."
Having said this, he glanced at Zhang Sanfeng and the two of them, and said in a deep voice: "Before the things here have reached his ears, I plan to make a surprise attack on Dadu and kill Yang Lian Zhenjia!"
