This group of people under the city gate is a Mongolian army of 1,000 men. There are three thousand-man troops seven or eight miles away to the east, attacking the city from different directions.
There is not much time left for Dongzhang, so he can only fight quickly. If they are allowed to join together and form an encirclement, it will be difficult for even gods to break through. Therefore, this encounter cannot be surrounded by the Mongolian army. Fortunately, Dongzhang's side had few people and strong mobility, so it was not that easy for them to successfully encircle them.
Dongzhang was well aware of the seriousness of the matter, so he only let Xiao Longnu and the others storm the formation outside the circle, while he mobilized all his energy and took action for the first time without sparing any effort.
But seeing Dongzhang bending his knees and squatting on the horse's back, his tight calves had swollen into clear lines, and veins were all over his calves, indicating that he was already accumulating strength.
"Get him!!!"
Staring at Dongzhang who was running closer and closer, the Mongolian general swung his scimitar and shouted.
Then more than thirty people separated from the crowd and rushed towards Dongzhang on horseback. They held knives in their right hands and spears in their left hands, and rushed towards Dongzhang while screaming.
Silently calculating the distance between each other, Dong Zhang squatted on the horse and did not move at all. When the two sides met and were seven feet away, Dong Zhang moved.
But with a loud "boom", the war horse under Dong Zhang's seat suddenly hit the ground and fell with its hooves in the air. However, Dong Zhang kicked the horse's back with both feet, and the violent reaction force instantly overwhelmed the war horse.
Just when the war horse crashed to the ground and screamed, Dongzhang was already flying forward like an arrow from the string, and the speed quickly turned into an afterimage. Dongzhang in mid-air held the black iron sword in his right hand, bent his legs, and bowed. His back was like a top, spinning rapidly towards the Mongolian army.
But I saw an afterimage quickly passing through the Mongolian army squad, and bursts of blood burst out everywhere. Human heads, broken bodies, and horse heads were all cut open by the black iron knife and their lives were taken away.
The Dongzhang of the human-shaped spinning top spun rapidly and pierced the entire group of troops. No one could hit the mark wherever they went. They were swept off their horses as soon as they met, and even the horses were chopped off, with their hands, feet, and The large intestine and small intestine were left alone.
With one blow, just one blow, Dong Zhang destroyed the vanguard of the No. 30 group with one person.
The Xuantie Dao in his hand is really a huge killing weapon on the battlefield. No weapon can block the Xuantie Dao's rapid slashes.
After a successful blow, Dongzhang adjusted his posture in mid-air and landed. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he disappeared ghostly. The general looked around in horror, but he could not find Dongzhang's figure.
After a while, I heard screams suddenly coming from the surroundings, but it was Dongzhang who was holding a black iron sword and rushed into the crowd with a low body. Whether it was a war horse or a person, as long as there was a shadow, he would kill it with his sword. You know Dong Zhang's sword-drawing speed was so fast that only Xiao Longnu could compare with it.
How often had these Mongolian soldiers, who had no martial arts skills, seen an executioner who struck out so quickly?
After one strike, four or five people would be cut off from their horses every time, and Dong Zhang would never strike twice at the same place. After one strike, he would change his position and wander around, plunging into the crowd.
With Dongzhang's sword rising and falling, the Mongolian army of a thousand people shrunk visibly to the naked eye, and the team became a mess for a while.
But he couldn't catch Dong Zhang, who was like a loach, because he never stayed in the same place.
"Disperse!!! Disperse! Disperse the formation!!" The Mongolian general was frightened and shouted, his eyelids beating violently.
But even the Mongolian army who responded quickly could not disperse the team so quickly. In just a few breaths, Dongzhang killed a large number of Mongolian soldiers.
You must know that this is the first time Dongzhang has used all his strength since he came out of the Sword Tomb. He still had enough energy to fight Ouyang Feng, but this time, the Nine Yang Magic was running at full speed, and his whole body was as hot as if it was overloaded. With its powerful motor, every cut is full force.
How can a mortal resist it?
But the load on the body was also extremely heavy. Dong Zhang, who was never tired, was panting slightly at this moment. As he was slashing, many bows and arrows were shot from behind Dong Zhang, but the little dragon girl who was guarding the outside reached out the golden bell. After knocking down the ropes one by one and leaving their backs to them, Dongzhang could rampage unscrupulously.
With such skill, this thousand-man team has been killed by Dongzhang, with more than 300 people killed. The efficiency can be said to be terrifying. Each strike will take away four or five people, and some people will be killed with each strike.
When it comes to harvesting heads, no one in the world today can compare with Dong Zhang who holds a black iron sword, not even Wu Jue. Guo Jing is used to using his bare hands, which takes a lot of effort and the results are not so fast.
But Dongzhang is different. The black iron sword he holds in his hand can be said to be a nuclear weapon in this era of cold weapons. It is a magic weapon and a powerful weapon on the battlefield. If it touches it, it will be disabled, and if it touches it, it will die. Therefore, Yitian will be used by future generations. There is a proverb in the martial arts world called "The Supreme One in the Martial Arts". He slays dragons with his sword and commands the world. No one dares to disobey. He relies on the sky and cannot come out. Who can compete with him?"
However, the sword in Dongzhang's hand is not much stronger than the Dragon Slaying Sword and the Yitian Sword that were separated in later generations. It is the first generation, not the second and third generations that were separated.
Moreover, Dongzhang practiced swinging his sword every day, and he could swing his sword ten thousand times without being hit by the grenades on his left and right hands. The speed of the sword could not be reacted by ordinary people at all. The Mongolian army of this thousand-man team could be said to have killed Dongzhang so hard that he cried for his father and mother.
Although most of the main force of the Mongolian army rushed towards Dong Zhangren, there were also a small number of people who attacked Xiao Longnu and the others. However, as long as they failed to form an encirclement, these people were not a move of Longnu and the others at all. enemy.
Dragon Girl's double swords, Lu Yao's double swords, Lu Qing's black sword, and Granny Sun's steel staff, none of them are perfect, especially Xiao Longnu and Lu Yao, these two have completely learned the left and right fighting skills. , once the Jade Girl Su Xin sword comes out, it can kill the Mongolian army until they lose their armor.
Lu Qing's black sword was almost at its peak, and her body was quite petite and slippery. Everywhere she went, Mongolian soldiers fell off their horses, but her skills were still weak and she could not fight for a long time.
With the dragon girl and the old naughty boy always watching over him, Lu Yao also killed heartily this time, but he also kept in mind what Dong Zhang said before, not to go deep into the enemy's army, and he only dared to kill on the outside.
With Dongzhang at the front attracting most of the main force, the pressure on them can naturally be ignored. Xiaolongnu and the others have a simple task, which is to prevent the Mongolian army from surrounding Dongzhang.
As soon as there was a sign of an encirclement, they would break up the formation on the outside to ensure that Dong Zhang could output at full strength.
At this time, Dongzhang in the crowd was so tired that he was sweating profusely. His face was bright red, covered with blood and sweat, mixed together, and his hair was messed up. His hair was disheveled like a monster from hell. ghost.
In such a chaotic crowd, even Dong Zhang would inevitably be injured by the sword. His clothes had been torn in many places, but none of them were fatal.
Xiao Longnu was standing outside at this time, her beautiful eyes staring closely at this man who looked like a demon. She saw that there were many stains on his body, and she was even more worried inside.
At this time, I could only hear the sound of horns from the east, galloping horses, and two thousand-man Mongolian troops rushing towards me. Then the horns sounded again from the west. If they can successfully reunite, Ren Dongzhang, no matter how powerful he is, may have to be handed over here. .
Xiao Longnv's beautiful eyes rolled slightly, and she anxiously shouted to Dongzhang in the crowd, "Dongzhang!! You still have ten breaths!!!"
At this time, the Mongolian army had dispersed, but Dongzhang was still clinging to a small group and slashing with his sword. Hearing this, he couldn't help but look up in the distance and saw two thousand-man troops running quickly from the east.
Looking at the Mongolian soldiers who were almost killed by him, Dongzhang growled unwillingly, "That's enough! You withdraw first!!"
After hearing this, the old naughty boy escorted Lu Yao, Lu Qing, and the others onto their horses, while Xiao Longnu stopped where she was and stared at Dong Zhang.
The Mongolian general saw that Dongzhang and the others wanted to retreat, and shouted, "Surround him!! Trap him!!! Don't let him escape!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dongzhang touched the ground with his feet, and a figure flew backwards, spinning towards the general like a cannonball. In his horrified eyes, a blood-stained long knife slashed across his neck, mid-air. , Dongzhang's cold eyes looked directly at his frightened eyes, "You are the only one who talks too much."
As soon as he finished speaking, the general jumped into the air with his head high. Dongzhang shouted "Little!!!" in mid-air.
At this time, Longnu had already caught up with Dongzhang on horseback. When he shouted, he raised the golden bell rope in his hand, and with a sharp swish sound, the white silk ribbon flew straight towards Dongzhang.
Taking the ribbon with one hand, Dong Zhang's body swayed in mid-air, and then he was pulled over by Dragon Girl. He sat astride the little Dragon Girl's back, Dong Zhang took the horse rope, turned around and rushed towards the north.
The general was killed. At this time, the sparse Mongolian army was in chaos. Dongzhang held Xiao Longnu in his arms and rode a horse to chase Lu Yao and the others. On the way, Dongzhang, whose face was covered with blood, turned slightly to look at the foot of Xiangyang City. , I saw that most of the refugees at this moment had entered the city gate, but there were still a small number of people stranded at the city gate. Their fate could be imagined.
Seeing the unwillingness in Dongzhang's eyes, Xiao Longnu raised her head, stared at the sweaty man with tender eyes, and said softly, "You have done enough."
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