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Outside Xiangyang City, King Jinlun, Xiaoxiangzi and Yin Kexi fled to Kublai’s camp.

Xiahou has caught up with Yin Kexi.

Yin Kexi had no weapons and was unarmed, it was easier to deal with him.

"Don't kill me." Yin Kexi begged for mercy.

Xiahou was expressionless, but the wooden sword in his hand did not hesitate at all.

For a swordsman, it is a question worth pondering why the sword in his hand is swung. For Xiahou, the great man is for the country and the people. Since he has great power and is in such a troubled world, he should shoulder it. Some responsibilities should be done to help the Han people.

Although the Southern Song Dynasty was corrupt, the Han people were in power at any rate. If the Danzi ruled the Central Plains, the Han people would have a good life?

History has given the answer, so Xiahou will try his best to change.

Killing a Nemo is not enough.

Sword Qi is like a rainbow, and the wooden sword turns into a horse in the void.

A drop of blood fell, and there was another dead soul under this wooden sword.

Yin Kexi's eyes widened, her right hand was covering her throat, her eyes lost and vitality disappeared.

Yin Kexi, die!

"Let me use a success force, you can also be proud." Xiahou looked at Yin Kexi's corpse and said lightly.

At this time, King Jinlun and Xiaoxiangzi had fled into Kublai’s camp.

"Do you want to break into Kublai Khan's camp?" Xiahou was thinking.

Just as Xiahou was thinking about it, another large group of Mongolian cavalry came out from Kublai’s camp and came to him.

The Mongols live in the desert and are a nation on horseback. Therefore, they are good at riding and shooting.

This time, Kublai Khan led one hundred thousand troops to the south, with twenty to thirty thousand Mongolian cavalry, and seven to eighty thousand miscellaneous troops.

Since Temuzhen ruled Mongolia, destroyed the Kingdom of Jin, Xixia, Xiliao, several western expeditions, swept across Eurasia, destroyed dozens of countries, and conquered hundreds of ethnic groups, Mongolia has many vassals.

The total population of Mongolia is not too large. It seems that it is about one million people. Excluding the old and the weak, how many people are there? Even if the army of 500,000 is complete and scattered across the Eurasian continent, you can imagine how many there can be in China.

It was impossible for Kublai Khan to lead one hundred thousand or hundreds of thousands of Mongols to the south. Most of the one hundred thousand army he led was composed of various ethnic groups, including Han, Western Regions, and Kunlun slaves.

At this moment, a group of sturdy cavalry came out of Kublai Khan’s camp, with a number of 1,000.

"Mongolian cavalry?" Xiahou's eyes narrowed.

Hundreds of thousands of Mongolian cavalry swept across the Eurasian continent, which shows how powerful the combat effectiveness is.

The thousand Mongolian horsemen dispersed as soon as they left Kublai’s camp.

The fighting method of the Mongolian cavalry is to keep a certain distance from the enemy and kill the enemy remotely with bows and arrows. This requires high mobility. Therefore, the open area of ​​Yimapingchuan is terrible, but siege warfare is impossible.

"Shoo, hoo~"

Arrows shot towards Xiahou like locusts.

With a wave of hundreds of arrows, the thousand Mongolian cavalry was divided into three waves, one after another.

Xiahou only felt that dense arrows came from all directions, and an arrow was followed by an arrow. The average person was afraid of despair like this.

"These Tartars have almost used their riding and shooting to the extreme. It's no wonder that hundreds of thousands of Tartars can sweep the Eurasian continent." Xiahou secretly thought.

At the moment, Xiahou dodged in the dense arrow rain while waving his wooden sword.

With the astonishing Movement Technique, Xiahou avoided nine out of ten arrows, and the remaining arrows were blocked by the wooden sword in his hand.

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One thousand Mongolian cavalry kept a distance of seventy or eighty meters from Xiahou, surrounding Xiahou, controlling the horse with their legs, and shooting arrows with their bows. Among them were several eagle shooters.

Seeing that Xiahou couldn't be helped, these thousand Mongolian cavalry were shocked.

In the camp of Kublai Khan, on a high platform, Kublai Khan, the King of the Golden Wheel, and a few others were watching from a distance, and they were all astonished when they saw that a thousand Mongolian cavalry could not help Xiahou.

Besides, the thousand Mongolian cavalry who besieged Xiahou were all confused.

"how so?"

"We are warriors on the grassland. We are invincible."

"We can't kill one person with a thousand rides?"

"This is not a person, but a ghost."

"Humans cannot be so strong that they are definitely ghosts and gods."

At this moment, Xiahou had used his speed to the extreme, and afterimages appeared behind him, like ghosts and charms.

When Xiahou's speed is full, Thousand Li Horse can't match it at close range.

Before long, Xiahou had approached a Mongolian cavalry.

But I saw that Xiahou had only one sword, and the Mongolian cavalry riding a tall horse in front of him had broken a hand muscle and a hamstring.

When one hamstring and one hamstring were broken, the Mongolian was also abandoned.

Xiahou's Movement Technique is fast, but the wooden sword in his hand is faster.

In a short period of time, dozens of Mongolians broke their hand muscles and hamstrings, fell off their horses, and were trampled to death by horses hooves with bad luck.

"Growing up on horseback and dying from the trampling of horseshoes is also considered a proper death." Xiahou said in his heart.

At this time, a young man from a distance hurried over.

This young man is dressed in a Han Chinese costume, is handsome, armed with a three-foot sword, and has excellent riding skills.

The martial arts of this young man are not bad. Although he has not reached Xiantian, he is not much worse than the full six. At his age, it is remarkable.

Xiahou alone was enough to deal with these thousand Mongolian cavalry. This young man came to help Xiahou and shared some pressure for Xiahou a little bit.

"Yelü is here to help Xiongtai."

It turned out that the young man who came to help Xiahou was Yelvqi.

In the original work, Yelvqi is also a more important supporting role.

Yelvqi studied under Zhou Botong, an old naughty boy of Quanzhen Sect. He is not bad in talent. Zhou Botong didn't care to teach him martial arts, and at his young age, his martial arts attainments have been catching up with Quanzhen Six.

With Yelvqi's help, the Mongolian cavalry suffered even more casualties.

After a while, thousands of people came out of Kublai Khan’s camp.

"Let's go!" Xiahou and Yeluqi agreed to accept them.

If Kublai’s army is exhausted, and Xiahou and Yelvqi are in love with each other again, it will be difficult for them to retreat.

Xiahou and Yelvqi left, and the Mongolian army returned to the camp after chasing for a while.

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At the head of Xiangyang city, Guo Jing and Huang Rong stand side by side.

"There seems to be some riots over the Mongolian camp." Guo Jing.

"Be careful of deceit, maybe it's Tarzi's trick to lure the snake out of the hole." Huang Rong said in a deep voice.

"It looks like a battle. The Mongolian side dispatched thousands of people. If it is an enemy, it seems to be one or two people." Guo Jing raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

"Even masters like Qi Gong and my father, one or two people can't match the tens of thousands of Mongolian army." Huang Rong said.

"In that case, it must be a plan."

"The imaginary is the real, and the real is the imaginary. We are not strong enough. It is better not to take risks. If we lose our troops, we will not be able to defend this Xiangyang." Huang Rong said.

"Rong'er is right, it is important to defend Xiangyang." Guo Jing nodded solemnly.

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