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Chapter six hundred and thirty eight: the world

When Yao Ruoyu walked out of the room, he saw pieces of goose feathers falling in the sky. The huge provincial palace was covered with silver. Looking from afar, the world was covered with snow-white. Even the entire Diaoyu Mountain seemed to be covered with a layer of silver-white coat, which was very simple and beautiful.

Seeing Zou Buyi and Wanyan Peacock standing outside the door, Yao Ruoyu smiled and said, "Come?"

Zou Buyi nodded gently and bowed, "The Mongolian army has left the barracks and is setting up formations at the foot of the mountain."

"It's a good time to come!" Yao Ruoyu sighed.

"If you don't kill me in the severe winter, how can you see the spring?" Wanyan peacock hissed and unfolded her folding fan and said with a smile, "Today, I will defeat Mongolia, and I will be safe in this catastrophe."

Yao Ruoyu smiled, and Zou Buyi smiled and said, "That's what happened after defeating them. And if it weren't for the complete means, the Mongolian army wouldn't have attacked rashly."

"There must be a means to deal with the Five Spirits Fanyi Sword Formation. What would it be?" Seeing that both of them shrugged, Yao Ruoyu laughed and said, "Let's go! Go diiao      tai."

Walking out of the provincial palace, Yao Ruoyu suddenly stopped and saw in shock that the streets outside were filled with figures. Countless people from Diaoyu City were clustered on both sides of the street, looking at him excitedly.

"Prince, kill those Mongolians!"

"Kill all Mongolian dogs!"

"Attack without any defeat, invincible!"

The loud shouts gradually became tidy and eventually turned into a unified shout.

"Da Wen is invincible!"

"Da Wen is invincible!"

"Da Wen is invincible!"

Seeing Yao Ruoyu's face froze, Zou Buyi smiled faintly, took a step back from the side, bowed and said solemnly: "I am a great literary and civilized person, and I will definitely win everything and be invincible!"

"Let's go!" Yao Ruoyu smiled and waved to everyone beside the street. Then the sword domain was unfolded, and with Zou Buyi, Wanyan and Peacock turned into flowing light and swept into the sky. In an instant, they had crossed the many blocks and arrived at the diau    yú    tai on the top of the mountain.

At this time, there were fifteen powerful Sixth-level powerhouses standing on the tai, namely Xu Xuanrong, Song Kai, Cai Xudong, Wu Xue, Li Huan, Han Yiqi, Duan Zun, Mu Jiantian, Pu Jianzi, Zhao Ji, Shi Chuan, Jiang Taiheng, Li Yimeng, Shen Jiahui, Wanyan Bingluan fifteen people.

In addition to these six realms, there are two groups of people standing next to tai.

All of them were spiritual masters, including young spiritual masters trained by Yitong Academy, nearly 200 spiritual masters from the Black Lotus Sect captured by Minzhou, and spiritual masters recruited by six consecutive years, all holding a puzzle of a standard magic array. Under the command of Wu Xue and Han Zhaoji, two fire spirit masters, were merging into a formation.

Another group was a unit composed of countless catapult cars, spiritual crossbows, city defense crossbows and other weapons. The leader was Lei Zhen, the leader of the Jizhou Pili Hall on Jiangxi Road.

The moment Yao Ruoyu landed with Zou Buyi and Wanyan Peacock, everyone on the top of the mountain held their fists and shouted in unison: "Welcome to King Wen!"

The shouts of countless powerful people were like oil entering the fire, which made the national power of the Dawen city-state boil and evaporate in an instant. Yao Ruoyu, who stood on the tai, felt it deeply. With the perception, the national power of the Dawen can be said to be filled with heaven and earth, turbulent and turbulent.

Below diiao       tai, within the checkpoints facing the east of Diaoyu Mountain, the Black Dragon Army, the Thunder God Army, the Rock Tiger Army, the Red Shirt Army, the Mandarin Duck Army, the Beast God Army, the Han Iron Army, the Condor Heroes Army, the Condor Heroes Army, the Tiance Army, the Ten Town Army, after hearing the echoing shouts of the mountain, except for Yang Renjie, Fu Feng, and other commanders, the rest of the soldiers bowed down and bowed and shouted loudly.

Since time traveling, although Yao Ruoyu has been King Wen for several years, he has been shouting like this for many times. Even though his mind is as strong as steel, he still can't help but be shaken and is touched by the shouts of the hundreds of thousands of people.

With a thought, Yao Ruoyu's spiritual power boiled, amplified his voice a hundred times, and said aloud: "I will win this battle!"

"It will win!"

"It will win!"

For a time, Diaoyu Mountain's radius was filled with the words "must win" echoing around the world. Even though the elite Mongolian army at the foot of the mountain was brave and good at fighting, they were still shocked by the roars that were called to the sea.

"How can this great literary and people gather together?" Tuo Huan looked at Diaoyu Mountain with tongues and said in horror.

Mengge and Kublai Khan were both calm. Although they had the means to deal with the seventh level of Dawen Realm, they were also ashamed of the capital with such a united nation.

"Dawen must be defeated," a long time later, Mengge spoke slowly and said in a deep voice, "Fourth brother, after breaking through this city, you will lead people into Sichuan and Sichuan, and you must completely wipe out all the remnants of Wenbang, and you must not let them rekindle."

"Here!" Kublai Khan also agreed with fear. No matter how generous he was, he did not dare to underestimate the forces that could gather the hearts of the people.

"Also, that King Wen Yao Ruoyu must die!" Meng Ge said with a grim voice.

Behind the two, in addition to Ding Yanzhi, who had changed into black robes, there was also a man and a woman, a woman, who was carrying a wine pot, sitting next to the dot and leaning against the flagpole, drinking slowly. The man was about thirty years old, with long eyebrows and eagle eyes, a temperamental silence, carrying a giant bow, and his demeanor was indescribable.

When he heard Mengge and Kublai Khan's conversation, the man smiled lazily: "Don't worry, the eldest prince, let's join forces, and we will definitely make it difficult for King Wen to fly!"

"This will bring you the devil's general." Meng Ge nodded.

Several people were talking, and Ding Yanzhi suddenly laughed and said, "It's almost time, the eldest prince?"

"Yes." Meng Ge nodded, looked at the towering mountain in the distance again, slowly raised his right arm, and the entire Mongolian army was silent in an instant.

The next moment, Meng Ge suddenly waved his arm and slashed, and endless shouts of killing suddenly echoed throughout the world. More than ten six realms including Wang Liangchen, Li Dehui and others led the Mongolian army to rush out and kill to Diaoyu Mountain.

Seeing Meng soldiers rushing over the mountains at the foot of the mountain, Yao Ruoyu, wearing a purple gold crown and a black python robe, smiled and raised his hand, slashing down like Meng Ge, but he only shouted two words.

"It will win!"

The battle in Diaoyu City has completely begun!

*—*—*—*—*

Liangzhe Road, Xiuzhou Prefecture.

This prosperous ancient city, known as "Jiaxing" in the future, is now full of devastation. The once prosperous streets near the north of the city have turned into ruins, and the city walls on the north have long collapsed. Groups of Mongolian troops poured into the city like a tide, but retreated again under the resistance of the Song army.

In front of the army, Song Xiao, wearing a Shura mask, stood with his hands behind his back, standing side by side with the prefect of Xiuzhou Lu Chenghuan, the old prefect Lu Changqing and others, looking at the battlefield not far away like a meat grinder.

Seeing the tension in the war, Lu Chenghuan frowned and said, "Qingyuan Mansion, have the reinforcements from Ruian Mansion not arrived yet?"

Qian Xuan, the commander of the Xiuzhou Prefecture garrison, shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Half a day left."

With a smile on his beard, Lu Changqing, who was called the "old fox" in the court, said warmly: "Daughter, don't worry, then Mongolian da zǐ wants to break through my Xiuzhou Prefecture, but it's still a little short of time."

"But..." Lu Chenghuan frowned without realizing his eyebrows when he saw his soldiers retreating step by step.

"Major Lu, don't worry. It seems that we are at a disadvantage, but in fact it is just a plan to lure the enemy into depth."

Song Xiao suddenly smiled and Lu Chenghuan's face turned red when he heard this. Then he said curiously: "If you want to lure the enemy deeper, there must be ambushing troops, right?"

"Of course, the ambush has been entrenched for a long time, just waiting for the Mongols to take the bait." Song Xiao said with a smile.

Although Lu Chenghuan is famous, he is just a literati who has never experienced war. Hearing this, he immediately looked around curiously, but he did not find where he could accommodate a large number of ambushers hiding.

Seeing her looking around, Lu Changqing patted her shoulder helplessly and said, "Don't worry."

As the few people were talking, a loud laugh suddenly came from the sky, and a "defeat" sounded, and a large cloud of fire suddenly exploded from the sky. Then Yan Yanghui, who was dressed in rags, staggered backwards from the air, fell down step by step until he arrived several feet in front of everyone.

As Yan Yanghui retreated, another burly man fell out of thin air in the sky, which was one of the six political affairs in Mongolia, Badu.

"I heard of the name of the Flame Sword Master for a long time, but unfortunately I saw it today and I only have a reputation!" Shaking the blood on my arm, Badu laughed and said, "But only a fifth level of seventh level, I dare to come to stop me Badu. I really don't know how to live or die!"

After erasing the blood at the corner of his lips, Yan Yanghui looked around unconsciously, and then the flames were rising behind him again, and circles of fire clouds rippled, and he frantically absorbed the fire-type spiritual energy in the void and penetrated into his body, causing the flames on the sword in his hand to surge again.

"I'm still coming?" Seeing Yan Yanghui still fighting, Ba couldn't help laughing, "Looking for death! Men, kill me! After breaking the city, after slaughtering the city for three days, all the gains should be obtained will be returned to you and others."

Hearing Badu's loud laughter, more than 100,000 Mongolian soldiers burst into laughter, their morale increased greatly, and their offensive increased several times instantly. The Song army, who could have stabilized their positions, collapsed and retreated in panic by countless Mongolian soldiers.

"Random!" Yan Yanghui raised his white eyebrows, and the True Yang Flame Sword brought the flame sword energy all over the sky. His True Yang Spiritual Flame can melt human true energy, whether it is spiritual power or true energy, all will be melted by his spiritual flame. However, the true energy of Badu is too strong and solid, and no matter how his spiritual flame is burned, there is no sign of disintegration.

As Yan Yanghui retreated step by step, Song Xiao and others had to retreat continuously. In just a moment, they had retreated to the inner city. Although there was a moat outside the inner city, in the face of the almost crazy offensive of the Mongolian army, the moat did not play any role at all.

Seeing that even the inner city wall was about to be lost, Lu Chenghuan felt anxious and said annoyed: "This has retreated to the inner city, where are the ambush?"

Song Xiao and Lu Changqing looked at each other and smiled. The former looked back at the west side and suddenly asked, "Mr. Lu, is the distance almost the same?"

"Enough." Lu Changqing smiled.

"Then let's start!" Song Xiao laughed.

Lu Changqing laughed, suddenly waved his sleeve and rolled up a ball of spiritual energy to the sky, turning into a seven-colored light like fireworks that exploded in the clouds.

"The heaven and earth have righteous energy, and they are mixed and manifold."

"The lower part is the river and the upper part is the sun and the upper part is the sun and the upper part is the sun and star."

"To others, it is called Haoran, and it is as beautiful as the clan and the dark."

Suddenly, a man in white robe with a long sword appeared out of nowhere in the sky. He saw him sitting cross-legged with his legs, holding his knees with both hands, and muttering something in his mouth. After listening to several sentences intently, he realized that it was the Song of Righteousness written by the Minister of Works.

At this time, she had already recognized the man in white robe as Li Yuezhou, the top scholar in Jiangnan. I wonder if Lu Chenghuan didn’t understand, why did this person suddenly appear and recite this song? To inspire morale?

Just under Lu Chenghuan's surprised gaze, Li Yuezhou, who was surrounded by white energy, suddenly pulled out the long sword behind him and roared in the west.

"The barbarians are rampant, invading my mountains and rivers, killing my people, and destroying my homeland. If we repay our grudges with kindness, how can we repay our kindness?"

Holding the Taixue Sword, Li Yuezhou's face was solemn, and his white air became more and more intense. It was not as calm as gentle as flowing water, but rather violent and fierce, just like the anger of the people who were displaced due to military disasters.

"The most saint is here, and the Imperial Academy is a proof. Li Yuezhou prays to the Confucian sect to attack foreign invaders together!"

As Li Yuezhou's singing stopped, a crisp bell suddenly came from the far west, and then a person heard a loud voice: "Fare!"

"Fallen!"

"Fallen!"

"Fallen!"

For a moment, in the huge Xiuzhou Prefecture, the entire world was filled with countless sounds of the word "Fa" sounded out of thin air. At the same time, a pillar of light transformed by pure white qi rushed up from the sky to the west, followed by the second and third radius. In the blink of an eye, dozens of pillars transformed by white qi had stood in the sky, gathering towards this place from afar.

Confucianism is famous and upright!

With Su Shi, Zhao Tingzhi and other Confucians saying a certain point of view, the long river of Haoran, which had been passed down for more than a thousand years, has emerged in the eyes of the world. Countless great scholars used the pillars of their own great righteousness as a medium to connect the long river of Haoran that flowed deep in the galaxy and diverted into the hearts of the people, and landed in Xiuzhou Prefecture.

In this moment, a large amount of Haoran's righteous energy vented. All the subjects of the Song Dynasty recovered from their injuries and instantly returned to their peak state. The Mongolian soldiers screamed in sarcasm, such as Badu, but their bodies were heavy as if they were carrying mountains. For example, those ordinary soldiers with only three or four levels of cultivation were destroyed in the Haoran torrent.

With a loud laugh, Song Xiao held the seal in his hand and said loudly: "Mongolia has been defeated, please follow me to kill the enemy!"

"Kill!" Li Yuezhou, who was the first to respond, always showed his graceful gentleman. He held the Confucian sacred weapon, and rushed forward in a flowing light. The sword light was scattered, and the killing was already rolling.

*—*—*—*—*

Just when the Confucian Sect was defeated by Haoran’s righteous spirit and defeated the army led by Badu…

On the southern front of the Song Dynasty, Yang Yanzhao, who held the military inheritance of the holy weapons and the military corpses, stood in front of the army. The projections of countless famous divine weapons and weapons circulating in China for thousands of years were strangling wildly in the Mongolian army.

Mohist school.

Miscellaneous.

Famous artists.

novelist.

As the Song Dynasty fell into danger, various university schools that had been passed down for thousands of years appeared one by one. At the same time, the foundation of the Song Dynasty for hundreds of years also appeared one by one, blocking the offensives of Mongolia and the Southern Barbarians.
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