Li Rusong sighed: "The Mongolian cavalry is coming fiercely. If they really come to help, we will have to change our plan."

If we want to flood the city of Ningxia, we must divert water from the Yellow River by diverting canals, but this will take some time.

If they cannot do it in a short time, once they encounter the impact of the Mongolian cavalry, they will be attacked from two sides.

Li Rusong pondered: "Kai Bai is staying here, probably waiting for the Mongolian cavalry."

Lin Mang patted Pi Xiu, chuckled, and said slowly: "In that case, let's crush their hopes."

Li Rusong was slightly startled and said hurriedly: "Master Lin..."

"Don't worry."

"It is enough for me to lead the Jin Yiwei forward."

Lin Mang waved his hand gently and gradually walked away with his back to the army.

…

yellow sand castle,

This place is not far from Ningxia City.

Lin Mang closed his eyes slightly, holding the knife in one hand and waiting quietly.

Behind him are three thousand guards in brocade attire standing on horseback.

After a long time, the ground suddenly trembled slightly, and some small stones jumped on the ground.

After a few breaths, the roar resounded, sweeping from all directions of the world, and the sound became louder and louder, like a roaring sea.

In the distance, smoke and dust covering the sky and the sun are spreading towards here, with lightning speed, like a tornado raging in, and the earth trembles.

There was a faint feeling of chilling in the air.

On the horizon in the distance, a torrent appeared. This torrent seemed to be connected with the sky and the earth, crushing it.

Pixiu growled softly.

The sound gradually spread in the wind, exuding endless majesty.

As a strange beast from heaven and earth, its bloodline has natural oppression on ordinary beasts.

Suddenly, the galloping horses began to stir uneasily.

The horses in the front row bore the brunt and fell to the ground one after another.

For a time, there were countless stampedes and wailing sounds.

Pixiu's eyes showed contempt.

The thunder beneath the hooves beat wildly.

But after all, it was a fierce horse running on the grassland. Under the direction of its owner, it quickly moved forward again.

Lin Mang patted Pi Xiu, and one man and one beast headed up against the army.

"Yue! Yue!"

The Jin Yiwei behind them drew their swords one after another and drove their horses forward slowly.

In fact, compared with the 130,000 defenders in the city, these tens of thousands of cavalry are easier to deal with.

The Mongolian cavalry were all gathered from various tribes. There is no denying their individual strength, but they were far behind in military discipline.

They will be afraid and afraid.

In this wilderness, Pixiu is a natural hunter.

He didn't want to attack the city because he didn't want all future armies to rely on the Grand Master, but at this critical moment to quell the chaos, he didn't want to be disturbed by these unimportant people.

As Pixiu moved forward, Lin Mang's aura gradually increased, and his true energy faintly overflowed.

An invisible aura slowly rose from him.

At this moment, Lin Mang's whole body seemed to be integrated into the sword, and the whole person was like a sword.

Gradually getting closer.

The Mongolian cavalry also saw clearly the enemy in front and drew their swords one after another.

The originally slow speed started to gallop.

Among the Mongolian cavalry, a man in armor with a rough face stared forward and shouted: "Crush them!"

He recognized the costumes of these people.

Jinyiwei!

These are the personal troops of the Emperor of Heaven.

As far as the eye can see, there are no more than 3,000 people at most. It would be too arrogant to try to stop their 50,000 Mongolian cavalry with only 3,000 people.

They are the most outstanding warriors of Changshengtian.

Without any unnecessary words, Lin Mang just slowly pulled out the Xiuchun Knife.

Suddenly, a glimmer of light seemed to appear in the smoke, breaking through the fog like the rising sun.

The boundless sword intent covers a radius of several miles.

The sword energy was like a gossamer, with Lin Mang as the center, spreading out in all directions.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

One after another, the fierce horses burst into pieces while running, and blood rained all over the sky.

Immediately afterwards, Pixiu galloped, like a sharp arrow, piercing the military formation.

At the same time, Jin Yiwei also galloped on his horse.

"kill!"

With roars, three thousand Jinyi guards rushed into it.

In an instant, people were thrown off their backs, and a huge gap appeared in the center of the rushing Mongolian cavalry. Mongolian soldiers fell down in rows.

As the sword light slashed through, it was accompanied by a roaring hurricane, tearing apart the surrounding military formations.

With one blow, thousands of people were killed.

Soon, the military formation was penetrated, and at this moment, Lin Mang turned around and led the Jin Yiwei to charge into the formation again.

When the Mongolian cavalry formation was penetrated several times, the army quickly began to collapse.

Panic, fear, panic...

Various emotions filled the hearts of everyone and spread rapidly.

The fifty thousand cavalrymen began to completely collapse at this moment.

The army was completely in chaos.

Once the rout started, it was out of control.

The Mongolian cavalry began to flee in all directions in panic.

Bodies were left on the ground.

Pixiu stepped in the blood and walked slowly to a man in armor.

Zacdo raised his head in horror. The strange beast in front of him gave him an extremely terrifying feeling.

Lin Mang looked down at him condescendingly and said indifferently: "Send a message to King Shunyi for me."

"Tell him!"

"If you dare to set foot on Ming Dynasty's land again, I will definitely take his head!"

When the last words were spoken, Pixiu turned around and left.

Zakdo stared blankly into the distance, looking at the dead and injured Mongolian cavalry, feeling lost.

He wanted to scold the other person for being arrogant, but for some reason, he felt that what the man said seemed to be true...

The third update is 15,000 words. I'll try my best. If I can't do it tonight, I'll post it again tomorrow, and I hope there will be the third update tomorrow.
Chapter completed!