At the critical moment, a fluorescent light suddenly lit up behind Kublai Khan, and quickly evolved into a light gate. Then a man jumped out of it, pulled Kublai Khan in, and closed the light gate before the Zhenxian Sword came.

The sword fell to nothing, Yao Ruoyu was stunned at first, then his eyes were filled with complex expressions. He actually had time to kill Kublai Khan before he left, but only because he saw the man who rescued Kublai Khan, he subconsciously paused.

After a moment of silence, Yao Ruoyu waved his hand to dissipate the darkness around him. When the heaven and earth returned to its brightness, he saw three figures standing shoulder to shoulder hundreds of feet away in front of him.

Ding Yanzhi, who was holding Kublai Khan, wearing a long sword and wearing a purple robe.

Staring at the two former classmates, Yao Ruoyu's eyes were extremely complicated, and it took a long time to slowly withdraw his sword and return to the sheath.

Seeing this, Ding Yanzhi also let go of the hilt of the sword and smiled indifferently, "I didn't expect it."

Yao Ruoyu frowned: "There are so many things you can't imagine."

"For example, the destruction of the Jin Kingdom?" Ding Yanzhi smiled and shrugged indifferently, "It is worth it to use a Jin Kingdom to replace hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers in the northwest of the Song Dynasty, and this time the Mongolian invasion south."

Yao Ruoyu pursed her lips and said coldly: "Let you go this time, I will be considered as paying back the favor from Long Cheng last time. Next time, I will not be so lucky."

Ding Yanzhi smiled, looked at Kublai Khan, whose face was a little gray behind him, and said slowly: "Then I will thank you first, but this time Mongolia goes south is the trend of the general trend, I advise you..."

"Shut up!" Yao Ruoyu's eyes were cold, and he seemed to squeeze out from his teeth, "Don't force me to take action!"

No one could ignore the threat of the seventh realm, let alone Ding Yanzhi, who knew Yao Ruoyu very well. He immediately raised his hand and smiled and said, "So, see you tomorrow." After that, he waved his hand and signaled Long Cheng to take Kublai Khan to leave with him.

Seeing this, Long Cheng looked at Yao Ruoyu from afar, with a little helplessness and bitterness in his eyes. After a moment, he sighed, supported Kublai Khan, and followed Ding Yanzhi to return to the Mongolian army camp.

Seeing the three of them leaving, Yao Ruoyu's eyes changed several times, but until the other party fell into the camp, he still stood silently in the air.

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Seeing that Yao Ruoyu did not chase him, Ding Yanzhi breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard someone beside him sighing: "I have heard you talk about this demon sword for a long time, but I didn't expect that in just a few years, I have been promoted to the seventh realm."

The person who spoke was Kublai Khan. At this time, he had recovered. Although his face was still a little pale, the heroic spirit of looking down on the world had emerged again.

Seeing Kublai Khan calm down so quickly, Ding Yanzhi's eyes flashed a little admiration and nodded: "Fourth Prince, I suggest a battle."

Kublai Khan muttered, his eyes slightly moved: "Are Mr. Ding worried that Chu Kuangge and others would lead the army and return?"

Shaking his head, Ding Yanzhi smiled and said, "Hangdu is the capital of the Song Dynasty. Even if Chu Kuangge and others return, they will rush to Hangzhoudu as soon as possible. Is it the first time that they can come to quell the rebellion after ensuring that Hangdu is safe. However, the eldest prince is still on Jinghu North Road. If he meets them, it will be a little trouble."

After a huh, Kublai nodded, his eyes flashed, and he nodded: "Since that's the case, let me rest for one night and fight again tomorrow!"

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When Yao Ruoyu fell from the air, the Mongolian army had already retreated in a mighty manner with the loud sound of gold, leaving only corpses on the ground and a bloody smell that was so strong that it was almost suffocating.

Seeing someone landing out of nowhere, the Song army on the city was in an uproar, and many people even aimed their bows and arrows at him like soldiers.

Fortunately, Xu Jingmiao recognized Yao Ruoyu in time and quickly stopped everyone, and then welcomed the fallen Yao Ruoyu into the city.

When he entered the city, Yao Ruoyu saw that both sides of the street had been cleared and countless injured soldiers were receiving treatment inside.

Noting his gaze, Xu Jingmiao sighed: "The Mongolian army came too suddenly, and there was not enough material preparations, and the combat power gap between us and the Mongolians was too big. Often, four or five people could defeat one of the other, and the battle loss ratio was too large."

Seeing Xu Jingmiao, who had always been as gentle as jade, so depressed, Yao Ruoyu frowned slightly and said solemnly: "If even Lord Xu had such a mentality, I am afraid that the people below will lose their fighting spirit even more."

Xu Jingmiao smiled bitterly when she heard this, shook her head and said, "These words are just to be said in front of the prince, and they will naturally not say them when they are outside."

Yao Ruoyu whispered, and under the guidance of Xu Jingmiao, he came to the official office not far from the city gate.

The two arrived at the lobby. After Xu Jingmiao gave a few instructions, she came to the seat with Yao Ruoyu and told him about the current situation.

"This time the Mongols went south and claimed to have an army of 800,000, but it was not too much. Now there are only about 200,000 people attacking our Chongqing Prefecture, but everyone is elite. To be honest, Chongqing Prefecture is close to the Jin Kingdom, and I have been through war for a long time, but I have never seen 200,000 people all have troops from the four borders."

Yao Ruoyu's eyes changed slightly when he heard this. All 200,000 people were in the fourth realm? Even if it was only the first level of the fourth realm, his combat power was enough to dominate the world.

However, this is only one-quarter of the Mongolian army heading south. If the other 600,000 people were all in the four realms of everyone, it is no wonder that the Song army on Jiangnan Road would be defeated so quickly under their attack.

Seeing Yao Ruoyu pondering, Xu Jingmiao continued, "But fortunately, our Song Dynasty army has always been good at defending but not good at attacking. The attack may be a bit troublesome, but if you defend the city, you are still a little confident."

Yao Ruoyu was stunned and laughed: "I don't know the defenders in the city now..."

Xu Jingmiao nodded gently: "Because of the hasty arrival, I only struggled with the soldiers and horses of Kuizhou, Qianzhou, Zhongzhou, Wanzhou, and Fuzhou, Sizhou, Kaizhou, Bozhou, Changzhou, Gongzhou and Hezhou, and the troops of the six states of Kuizhou are on the way, and it will probably take three or four days to arrive."

"There are about 70,000 defenders in the city at present," Xu Jingmiao smiled and said, "However, the magistrates of various prefectures and counties, the magistrates and local aristocratic families have arrived in advance. There are currently 48 spirit masters in the fifth realm in the city, and there are nearly 4,000 auxiliary spirit masters."

When he heard that there were 48 fifth-level spiritual masters and more than 4,000 auxiliary spiritual masters in the city at this time, Yao Ruoyu couldn't help but take a deep breath. So many spiritual masters gathered together, even the seventh-level spiritual masters dared not touch their edges. No wonder Xu Jingmiao dared to speak out with a mere 70,000 garrison troops to resist the 200,000 Mongolian elites.

"However," Xu Jingmiao paused, his tone became more solemn. "Except for eleven magistrates, the other 20 magistrates were unable to condense their spiritual charm because they left the territory and were less than 70% of their strength. Besides, everyone had no experience in cooperation on weekdays, so we had several defeats in Kuizhou before, and we had only a little tacit understanding until we retreated to Wanzhou."

Yao Ruoyu nodded. This is normal. A group of people are the bosses who govern the land on their own every day, and they have always cooperated with others. Never have they ever cooperated with others. So even if everyone works together to set up the formation, not only is the formation slow, but the power is definitely not as good as the training spirit master legion in the Yanggu army.

The two were talking, and dozens of men and women had come out of the house one after another. Each of them was powerful and the weakest ones were also at the first level of the fifth level, and the five strongest of them had the sixth level of cultivation.

Seeing everyone coming outside, Xu Jingmiao quickly called them in and then briefly introduced these people to Yao Ruoyu.

There were seventy people, twenty warriors, and fifty spiritual masters in total.

Among the warriors, three were the garrison commanders of the Yunyang Army, Liangshan Army, and Nanping Army. They were all powerful men of the Sixth Realm Sect. The other seventeen people were all from the Five Realm, and most of them were from families from various prefectures and counties.

As for the fifty spiritual masters, except for the two sixth-level spiritual masters who were from aristocratic families, the other forty-eight were all officials of the Song Dynasty, eleven high-level magistrates of the fifth-level magistrates, and thirty-seven magistrates from the fifth-level magistrates.

In the crowd, Yao Ruoyu also saw Qu Feng, the magistrate of Fuling, Zhuang Lin, the magistrate of Wulong, and Yang Zhongxin, the magistrate of Tongnan. However, there was a man in the crowd who looked familiar. Until the other party stood up and bowed to greet him, he realized that this person was Ni Ding, the magistrate of Yongchuan, Changzhou, and Ni Chan's father.

At the same time, after learning about Yao Ruoyu's identity, everyone was slightly upset. Unexpectedly, Yao Ruoyu would come alone to help.

In the crowd, the commander of the Liangshan Army garrison Mu Lie stood up and hugged his fists, and said in a deep voice: "King Wen is here to help. We are very grateful. But I don't know when the Wenbang reinforcements will arrive?"

Yao Ruoyu said calmly: "My Wenbang army is still on the way back. It will take at least half a month to return to Sichuan and Shu. It will take about a month to come here."

Wang Ping, the commander of the Nanping Army, sighed unconsciously when he heard this: "Is it so long for a month?"

Qu Feng was a little curious and asked, "With our joint efforts, there should be no problem in stopping the Mongolian army for a month, right?"

"The Mongolian army has a total of 200,000 people. Even though there have been some losses in Huainan, Jinghubei and other roads before, based on the number of bonfires in the Mongolian camp these days, there are at least 180,000 troops outside the city."

At this time, a young man in a black robe spoke indifferently. For some reason, when this person was talking, Yao Ruoyu keenly felt that the eyes of the people around him were slightly repulsive, as if he was extremely disdainful of this person.

"Eighteen thousand people are elite in the four realms. Even if we can bombard all our strength for a day at any cost, we will kill at most 80,000 to 90,000 people. However, by then we will completely lose our combat power. With the forces we have gathered in a hurry, except for Yunyang, Nanping and Liangshan's three armies, the remaining 50,000 or 60,000 are only first and second realms, and how can we block the attack of the Mongols?"

When Yao Ruoyu heard this person talking, he nodded slightly. Don’t look at the many five-level spiritual masters in the city. If they really want to fight, they will kill at most 70,000 to 80,000 Meng soldiers, or even 100,000, or even 100,000, or even 100,000, the remaining Meng soldiers rushed forward, and the Song army in the city could not stop them.
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