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Chapter 1948 The way of heaven, it still draws the bow and (3)

Due to the limited conditions, Lin Mo's fault tolerance rate is much lower than Chen Xu. If there is even the slightest mistake in Pusan ​​Anzhen's place, the Mongolian army will not be able to make up for it through emergency response, because Lin Qian has already started a war with them.

Facts have proved that Lin Mo has almost all his plans, but there is one thing that he did not plan well: Pusan ​​Anzhen's companion on this trip was not a heroic general of the Song Army like Li Fengxing.

From Lin Mo's point of view, since Lin Qian's "support behind the scenes" is just a superficial effort, then he will definitely send his cronies to claim to be close to him, but in reality they will monitor Pusan ​​Anzhen's every move. There is a 90% chance that he will act vigorously.

This is the person.

If Pusan ​​Anzhen was incited to kill this illustrious gang leader, then this unexpected backyard fire would undoubtedly detonate the entire coalition army——

The new coalition forces of Jin, Song, Xia and Liao were established in a hurry and destined to be unstable.

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However, in reality, Lin Qian's absolute mutual trust was not false. Since the important responsibility of surrender was decided to be handed over to his servant San Anzhen, then it is said that he should use people without doubting others - all the Song troops, including Li Fengxing, were arranged by him to act as commanders.

Provide assistance and support...

There is no "what if" in everything. It is hard to imagine whether Fusan An Zhen would betray Li Fengxing, who had only a small relationship but confided in him. He only knew that Heshi Liehuanduan who was following him now was someone he would never dare to share life and death with.

The estranged brothers again!

An Zhen is indeed different from others. He values ​​Emperor Jin more than King Cao.

Is Emperor Jin hiding his true feelings? We still need to find out.

But Anzhen was the same as others. After much hesitation, serving the country came first before being loyal to the emperor.

What Daikin really needs is visible to the naked eye.

Before the final decision was made, the words "Let's kill the traitor He Shi Liehuanduan first!" hit Pusan ​​Anzhen's heart hard.

Leaving aside the rest, why would you betray your comrades just to survive? This is not a family motto! Don’t dishonor your fathers and martyrs!

With his mind made up and his righteousness undying, he stood up and suppressed Nadu's army with a shovel: "Twelve souls never kill each other." He turned to look at Huan Duan, who had fallen to the ground and got up again, and inadvertently said

It relieved the embarrassment of wandering around the fringes of Prince Cao's house all these years.

A great chaos was resolved invisible. Otherwise, Chen Xu's immediate deployment of troops would not be able to extinguish the superficial fire, but it would not be able to extinguish the internal fire.

The Battle of Xuanhua was obviously a decisive transitional battle for the hearts of the people. It tested whether the coalition forces, which were growing at lightning speed, were unbreakable. Looking back many years later, it can't help but make people feel horrified - it was only a matter of An Zhen's thought.

between!

Since the coalition forces were gentle rather than repressive from the inside out, a small number of Xia soldiers who pretended to surrender still dispersed without knowing the truth. It didn't matter, the direction was the same. Chen Xu's face said, "They can't escape."

Give orders and receive hundreds of responses: "The rear has been decided, save the Lord first!"

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Saying "rescue" seems inappropriate.

Following the guidance of the rising moon on the sea and approaching the battle situation, Li Fengxing and Yelu Changkong were already in place, and even they only watched the battle without intervening, indicating that the protagonist's crisis of "difficult situations of one against three" has long been overcome.

This declared that both strategies of the Mongolian army failed, and they had no choice but to bite the bullet and adopt the next strategy. Chen Xu immediately felt relieved.

Looking into the distance, there was a Songbao master plundering formation next to the lord. When the sword was flowing, the tide was full of Jiujiang spring; opposite him, Su Buitai was worthy of being the strongest Mongolian army. Wherever the sword wind cut, the cliffs looked like ghosts and gods. The jade dragon was magnificent.

Unparalleled, getting better and better, Phantom kills the blood and performs stably. Regardless of Song Heng's inner strength being diverted by Lin Qian, their speed and artistic conception are quite matched.

Others are like Mu Huali. Although Mandala shows its own special abilities, it is just a foil. The most distinctive features are still conveyed by the two brothers Lin Qian and Lin Mo——

One has a pure heart and whisks the dust away, the other has flowing clouds and flowing water,

The elder brother is the white rainbow penetrating the sun, and the younger brother is the comet striking the moon.

The Mountain of Drinking Hate's Knife pressed halfway up the sky, and the eternal calamity cut through the bottom of the river and left the south of the Yangtze River.

Serious fights, ridiculous dialogue: "You hate me so much that you kill me with every move?" "It's funny, you said it yourself and just kill me!"

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Seeing that the Mongolian side was able to draw with five against two, it was as if Lin Mo had taken a gamble that the coalition forces could not break the situation with reinforcements. "Although he took risks, he still had a chance of winning." Chen Xu sighed, "The battle of Xuanhua, from start to finish.

"Tail, I have lost all my strategies to this counselor in white, and I am really convinced."

Hearing this, Yelu Changkong turned around in shock and said, "Is that the counselor in white who met me? Although I have a bad memory and can't draw his appearance, it's obviously not him."

"What?" Chen Xu was stunned.

"It's not him, but who is it?" Li Fengxing asked curiously. In the past few days of fighting, he has never seen another counselor in white. Is there any unexpected secrets?

Obviously, Lin Mo only played the second half!

"That's strange." Chen Xu was confused about another point, "Then what was Lin Mo doing after arriving in Xixia?"

It's too suspicious. What has Lin Mo been busy with this month? From Xining to Xuanhua, he only made achievements in this battle. He has been in seclusion in the past just to recuperate from his injuries?

Is that worthy of the Lin Mo who declared a war against King Cao and Lin Qian? The Lin Mo who said with hatred, "You are colluding, I will not let you all go!"

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Before he finished speaking, Lin Qian raised his sword at Muhuali Mandala with "a divine light of ten thousand realms". Lin Mo suddenly moved his steps slightly, easily attacking with help. Lin Qian turned a blind eye, even when chasing him.

Lian Su Bu Tai was also enveloped, thinking that he could knock down Lin Mo with his remaining power. It was too late, but soon, while Lin Qian's defense was empty, Lin Mo leaned forward and chased him with his sword.

No longer secretive, with thick accumulation and thin hair, in an instant thunder and lightning were blazing, and the blade seemed to reflect the lives of the two brothers.

"What..." Lin Qian realized at the last moment: Although his judgment of the direction was correct, the power given to Lin Mo was completely wrong!

"Be careful, Lord!" Song Heng came to his senses in shock, and hurriedly turned back his sword to help Lin Qian avoid 50% of the damage. Before he could tell who the owner of the sword was, the tiger's mouth was numb for a while... When he looked closely, it was still Lin Mo, but

, "How could he be... so strong?!"

Lin Qian didn't have time to kill Subotai, because he was too busy turning around to defend Lin Mo. There was a loud noise, everyone present was injured, and there was a rain of blood among the lightning and flint.

"This last resort is a bit painful..."

The talisman of the fireworks in the sky is withering, the light of the demon's sword is gradually fading, and the shadow of the sword floating in the water is gradually dimming. Even a person with no martial arts skills like Chen Xu can clearly see:

The reason why Lin Mo was able to compete with Lin Qian was not because someone gave him internal strength! It was because he had...

No, it wasn't just a fight, but Lin Qian was actually injured in the fight - a big urn within a small urn, Lin Mo's series of surprises!

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"How did this become..." Mu Ziteng came over after hearing the news and stopped where he was, "Another person?"

The handsome-looking man in white is no longer a gentle and elegant counselor.

The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more than enough damage. This is not the case with the way of man: when there is not enough damage, there is more than enough.

Since there is no one to accompany this arrogant person, he can only rely on Lin Mo to recover everything that belongs to him from Lin Qian!

But, how come they become completely different people?

Feng Han was dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to answer: "Dubu, the holy power..."

"The Single Step Holy Technique" had been placed in front of Lin Mo as early as when War Wolf first learned it, but Lin Mo didn't need to learn it at that time.

The way of heaven is like stretching a bow. Those who are high suppress it, and those who are low lift it up; those who have more will damage it, and those who have less will make up for it. This world should be fair, and the unique holy power is the strongest one who can transform intelligence into force.

Shortcut. The most important thing Lin Mo lacks is intelligence - indeed, even after practicing for so long, he still has a strategy to crush Song Meng.

After leaving Prince Cao's Mansion, he went to Mongolia alone, worked hard and endured many hardships, and Qian Mo's wounds became white-hot without even realizing it. Who would have thought that when Lin Qian became a lonely monk, Lin Mo actually turned into a raging flame, and went to an extreme point where there was no turning back.

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There is a reality that cannot be avoided. Even if Jinling gave poison to Lin Qian and Lin Mo as a metaphor, it would still be comparing Lin Qian to a man who could hold back the sky, and Lin Mo to ashes. Although Lin Mo has an ice-like temperament, his essence is

It's fire poison!
Chapter completed!
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