Vol 10 Chapter 7: Perverse

Seeing this, Zhebie still hesitated. He didn't even say hello, and charged down with his head. Some of the Mongolian knights on the opposite side have just mounted their horses and have no formation at all. Zhebei's men and horses are like cannibal wolves, and the scimitar in their hands begins to reap their lives. This was a unilateral massacre, and the manner and viciousness of the massacre was jaw-dropping. The Mongolian warrior who had just gotten up had not had time to draw the sword, and was cut off with his head.
Interspersed, divided, slaughtered. The role played by a thousand Mongolian soldiers at this time turned out to be incomparable to 10,000!
But at this moment, the horn of Kublai Khan from the opposite tribe also sounded. The Mongolian knight who counts money has long been ready to go, seeing the battle here rushing over. There was not much suspense at all in this battle. Tetsubye, who charged in advance, was already aggressive, and the opponent was completely unprepared. A battle of disparity in strength turned into a unilateral massacre, and the enemy's defeat was inevitable, and they had no chance to escape.
Fang Lang also rushed down the mountain, but he stopped his horse half way. And Guo Jing's blood surged at this time, and he had jumped into the battlefield. Among the crowd, his moves were open and close, and he had the momentum to drop the dragon eighteen palms later. Mongolian soldiers can charge, and personal martial arts are not the opponent of this kid at all. Just looking at him with a machete in his hand, he couldn't stop killing...
Oh, the desolate horn sounded. Anyone familiar with the grassland knows that this is not a horn of retreat and charge, it is a horn of desperate battle. This is the last elegy of the soldiers galloping on the grassland. With the sound of the horn, the faces of the slaughtered Mongolian soldiers finally showed their long-lost killing intent. They no longer run away, but fight to the death with the enemy with the weapons they can use with their fists.
On the hill, Fang Lang stood on his horse facing the wind, slowly closing his eyes. There is nothing good about this massacre, but listen to it from the ear. For him, the biggest result of this battle was that Guo Jing rekindled his fighting spirit.
The war lasted for more than three hours, even though Kublai’s side was bound to win, after all, one person had to kill three people. No matter how powerful a fighter is, facing this kind of battle can only be exhausted. Gradually, the remaining enemy troops began to move closer, split into small mistakes, and escaped. Kublai Khan made people sound the horn, announcing the victory of this battle.
There was a burst of cheers in the Mongolian battle group. The soldier let out a roar with his last strength! Fang Lang slowly opened his eyes, but saw Guo Jing and Han Xiaoying walking towards here. Han Xiaoying also had two wounds on her body, but there was a faint smile on her face. Guo Jing was very excited. The scimitar in his hand was already wounded, but he was reluctant to throw it away.
"Brother Fang!" "Young Master Fang!" The two approached Fang Lang one after another, smiling at each other.
Fang Lang slowly opened his eyes and saw Han Xiaoying's pretty face filled with joy, and then his eyes shifted to Guo Jing. At the age of sixteen or seventeen, at this time, he was no longer the only promised boy just now. Fang Lang smiled before committing suicide, "Guo Jing, what have you learned in this fight?"
Guo Jing was stunned. Unexpectedly, Fang Lang would talk to himself first. You looked at the battlefield idiotically, scratching your head and said: "Fighting on the battlefield, you should be fearless...en...en, try your best!"
Fang Lang smiled slightly and shook his head. Seeing that he denied his own statement, Guo Jing looked hard, as if there was something in his brain that couldn't go up and down, and he was very uncomfortable. Seeing him like this, Han Xiaoying showed a look of affection, smiled at the other side and said, "Young Master Fang, tell him! Jing'er is too stupid."
Fang Lang smiled slightly and turned his head to look at the battlefield and said, "You can stop the enemy from killing, and you can also stop your own way. Knowing that you must win, you need a degree of flexibility. Only then is clearly a must. Why should you kill all the enemies as much as possible? You just rushed down with a moment of blood, and of course killed a lot of enemies. But you forgot to leave the strength to protect yourself. If another person is killed at this time, how should you deal with it? What? These two points, you must remember!"
Guo Jing listened to him in a daze, his face was full of puzzlement, and he muttered his words silently: "Retract, retract!"
Han Xiaoying looked at Fang Lang with a look of surprise. Winning this battle is the greatest luck. However, he was thinking about the post-war events during the battle, which was more profound than they thought. A man in command of a soldier is a hero, and he is a real hero when he uses his strategy.
For a moment, the figure in Han Xiaoying's heart gradually blurred, but Fang Lang's figure became clear. At this time, Fang Lang suddenly heard a big laugh behind him: "Fang Yingxiong made a mistake. This second one can be considered. The first one is completely wrong!"
Fang Lang turned his head away, but saw Kublai and Zhebie walking by. It was Kublai Khan who was speaking, and his face was covered with blood at this time. The dry and cracked blood is enough for a weird picture in Huacheng. He grinned, the blood stained and shattered, falling down.
Fang Lang smiled slightly and nodded at him non-committal. Kublai Khan refused to let go of this topic, hehe smiled and said, "If our Xincun Shannian let go of a group of people just now, and their soldiers have come, wouldn't we have increased the burden?
When Guo Jing heard this, he nodded in agreement. Zhebye and the others nodded, and scoffed at what the other party said.
Fang Lang laughed, shook his head and said, "No, if there are reinforcements, we are already bound to die. Since we are bound to die, there is no benefit in killing one more person. On the contrary, the enemy may also have good intentions. Will leave a trace of kindness to us."
Kublai was blocked by what he said, frowning and curling his lips, looking disapproving. Guo Jing did have a general judgment and looked at Fang Lang with deep conviction. Seeing the young master's face turned down, Zhe Haha smiled and said, "If it wasn't for the hero this time, it would be very troublesome for us to deal with it. When the big man comes back, I must thank the hero below."
Only then did Kublai remember that if it weren't for Fang Lang, they probably would have suffered a big loss this time. Haha smiled and said: "That's right! Brother Fang has a life-saving grace for us, we are going to kill a few things tonight, thank you very much."
The Chinese characters on the grassland can’t hide things in their hearts. When you hate someone, you are really grateful, but when you are grateful, you are really grateful. Fang Lang also smiled and said unceremoniously: "I heard that the horse milk wine on the grassland is very delicious, and I have admired it for a long time."
Kublai laughed, and walked forward to hold his arm with a hand full of blood mist and said, "Hero Fang must have a good amount of alcohol. Take a swig today. Maybe a beauty is attracted to you..." said After that, the opponent waved his eyebrows. ..
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