Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 358
The Seven Heroes of Wudang wanted to go down the mountain to meet the enemy, but the old master did not stop him.

It stands to reason that staying on the mountain and focusing on defense should be the most reasonable strategy. Once you go down the mountain, without the advantage of position, how can you fight against thousands of people with only a hundred people in the Wudang Mountain area.

But the old man didn't stop him.

So the Wudang Seven Heroes bid farewell to their mentors one by one and walked out of Zixiao Palace.

As soon as they left Zixiao Palace, the seven of them heard the voice of the old Taoist from behind.

"In a world of great chaos, how can I, a Wudang disciple, hide on the mountain and watch my brothers and sisters suffer."

"In the past, the number of Mongols was not exhausted, but today, people are angry and resentful, and the Mongol court has come to an end!"

"Let's go, take the Wudang disciples down the mountain."

"Whether it's following Qingshu, or uniting with other factions, it's time for us to seek justice for the people of the world!"

After the Wudang Seven Heroes heard this, they all knelt down on the ground and each kowtowed nine times to Zixiao Palace.

The next moment, Yu Daiyan roared angrily: "Wudang disciples obey the order, go down the mountain with your sword, and follow me to kill the enemy!"

His voice covered the entire Wudang Mountain under the internal force of the [Nine Suns Manual].

All of a sudden, monkeys cried and tigers roared everywhere in Wudang Mountain, and all the disciples responded loudly.

Ever since they heard that Song Qingshu preached to the world and forced the various sects to unite against the Mongols, they couldn't hold back for a long time.

Today I was finally able to follow the Wudang Seven Heroes down the mountain to drive out the Tartars, avenge my brothers and sisters, and seek justice for the Han people who were killed by the Mongols.

Ren Laifeng twisted his thick eyebrows, roared, and rushed down the mountain, slashing around with the long knife in his hand, as if he was already in the enemy camp.

Among the three generations of disciples, apart from Song Qingshu, he is the one with the purest mind and the deepest skill.

Although Qingfeng is intelligent, but his thoughts are too complicated, he often loses his sense of normalcy, so he has learned the most extensive and complicated knowledge, but in terms of internal strength, he is inferior to Ren Laifeng.

As for Liu Sipiao, he was not as lucky as the two of them. What he practiced was Wudang [Pure Yang Kungfu], but his skill was much weaker. After all, [Nine Suns Manual] was not suitable for women to practice.

Hundreds of Wudang disciples, under the leadership of the Wudang Seven Heroes, descended the Wudang Mountain mightily.

"All disciples obey the order, everything obeys the orders of the master. On the battlefield, it is not unusual. Death is a very normal thing. What you have to do today is to watch the battle and not interfere!"

"Do you understand?!"

"understand!"

This is what the Seven Heroes of Wudang discussed. After all, there are thousands of people on the other side, not a few hundred people on your side, who can stop them.

The plan of the seven people is to capture the thief first, capture the king first, give full play to the advantages of their own martial arts, and take the first rank among the ten thousand armies, it is not difficult for them.

Moreover, seven people can move in and out freely, and it is easy to get out.

As for the other Wudang disciples, this time it is considered military training.

The seven people knew in their hearts that from now until the Tartars were driven out of the Central Plains, many disciples would die in the process, but this was inevitable and no one could avoid it.

The only thing they can do is to practice martial arts diligently and protect themselves.

Come on, Song Yuanqiao gave an order, and all the Wudang disciples went into the woods one after another, hiding their bodies.

And there was only one person standing in front of the Seven Heroes, and that person was Ren Laifeng.

He also wanted to stay and kill the Tartars, but Yu Daiyan grabbed the back of his neck and threw him into the woods.

Afterwards, the Seven Heroes of Wudang also hid their bodies, waiting for the arrival of the Mongolian soldiers.

At this moment, ten miles away, there are thousands of Mongolian soldiers waiting in formation, while Ba Gen is sitting on his horse, looking at the distant mountains and forests, thinking about something.

Seeing him pondering, his lieutenant general asked: "General, the Han Chinese have a saying in the art of war that no one can enter the forest. Why don't we set up camp on the spot, cut down this forest first, and then move forward."

Ba Gen sneered disdainfully: "I have [-] elites attacking a Han gang, what else do I need to talk about in terms of military tactics? Give me an order to advance until the foot of the mountain, and then set up camp!"

The lieutenant wanted to say something, but seeing the indifference on Ba Gen's face, he had no choice but to shut up and go down to deliver the order.

So a group of people marched along the mountain road in a mighty way, heading down Wudang Mountain.

And Ba Gen rode a tall horse among the soldiers, surrounded by only his personal guards, dozens of people riding horses, guarding him.

Bagen never regarded this action as a battle, so he didn't even do the most basic reconnaissance. If he sent troops to reconnaissance, he would find hundreds of Wudang disciples secretly hidden in the woods beside him. Seven people will take his life.

So, when Ba Gen rode past the hiding place of the Wudang Seven Heroes.

A long sword shining with cold light, like lightning from the sky, shot out from the woods beside him, and pierced Ba Gen's body directly. The huge force flew him off the horse and hit him directly. It landed on the guard beside him, and the long sword also strung the guard together at the same time.

Almost everyone was dumbfounded, and the soldiers in front didn't even realize that their general had died in battle.

And just as Bagen's guards were about to speak, seven figures suddenly appeared on their horses, or long swords, or curved hooks, or iron palms, or sharp claws, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of figures appeared on their horses. The guards were slaughtered.

It was only then that the other soldiers came to their senses, brandishing their scimitars one by one, and charged at the Wudang Seven Heroes.

However, there were only dozens of people who were dragged by the team on the narrow mountain road, and those who could surround and kill the Seven Heroes of Wudang.

Needless to say, these dozens of people lost their lives very quickly.

"Split!" Song Yuanqiao yelled, and the seven of them rushed out in different directions.

The next moment, tigers join the herd.

Thanks to the powerful resilience brought by the [Nine Suns Manual] internal force, the Wudang Seven Heroes will hardly feel tired. Under the operation of internal force, physical fatigue will be swept away. As long as the internal force is not exhausted, then they will Can fight for a long time.

What they were facing was just ordinary Mongolian soldiers, who had no internal strength, no martial arts skills, let alone magical weapons.

So almost no one can resist a move under the hands of the Wudang Seven Heroes.

Looking from the air, one can see that the Wudang Seven Heroes have drawn seven long marks in the entire Mongolian army line. Where the long marks pass, there are only Mongolian soldiers who can no longer wake up.

At the beginning, some of the Seven Heroes used their own weapons to kill the enemy, but later they threw their weapons and killed them with bare hands.

A pointing, is a blood hole.

With one punch, it was a meat pit.

At the beginning, several people were still using their internal energy to protect their bodies, for fear of being hurt by back arrows, but later, they only used their internal energy on their palms when killing the enemy, which greatly saved their internal energy and also increased their durability. force.

Several of them had no battle experience, but they killed the supreme commander as soon as they appeared on the field. As a result, the group of dragons had no leader. In addition, the targets of the seven people were too scattered. Some low-level generals among the Mongolian soldiers wanted to command, but they couldn't even find the enemy's position ,
Coupled with the narrow mountain road, the soldiers fought on their own and were in a mess.

The entire army of more than 3000 people was killed by seven martial arts masters like this, bleeding into rivers.

(End of this chapter)