The Reborn Lao Tzu Is the Emperor

Chapter 126 Go straight to Huanglong ([-])

In the night rain, the snow-white blades of the flying dragon soldiers reflected a faint light, beheading the soldiers of the Yuan army one after another.

The commander-in-chief of the Yuan army had some skills, but he encountered a top master like Le Wuwei, and before he could survive two moves, Le Wuwei pierced his throat with a long sword.Le Wuwei had no interest in the other soldiers, so he withdrew and returned to Zhao Dongting.

In the camp, Jesul looked a little dignified, listening intently to the shouts of killing outside.

Gradually, his heart relaxed a little, because the shouts of killing did not continue to approach, as if Song Jun had been blocked.

If the cavalry is blocked, they will not have much power to charge.

The energetic old man who was replaced by him as Tong Lao sat leisurely behind the desk, drinking wine with an indifferent expression.

The alcohol content in this era is not high, just like the beer of today, even if you drink a few more glasses, you will not feel drunk at all.

But at this moment, there was a loud noise outside.

Jesul's expression changed suddenly.

Before he could take any action in the future, the outside of the tent suddenly exploded, and two soldiers screamed and were blown into the tent, with arms and legs missing.

"careful!"

Jesul's voice was broken, and he was terrified by the mysterious weapon of the Song Army.

The top of the tent was suddenly pushed down a lot, as if a coconut had fallen on it.Jesul caught a glimpse of it, and his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

Rumble!
The roof of the entire camp was directly blown away, and the extremely strong air passage made the people in the tent dumbfounded, like a boat swaying in a strong wind and rain.

That old man named Tong Lao was also unlucky, because he happened to be sitting right under the cannonball.

When Jesul got up from the ground, his head was buzzing, and his eyes scanned the tent, only to find that this skilled old man had a black iron piece stuck in his head, his eyes were staring, and he was no longer alive.

This frightened him so much that he almost didn't pee, and hurriedly ran out of the tent.

This Tong Lao has some reputation in the martial arts, although he did not enter the list of masters, but he is not far behind.Jesul thought that his martial arts were far inferior to the old man's, but now the old man was directly killed by Song Jun's mysterious weapon. If he didn't run away, what else could he do?
Even if there were dozens of survivors in the tent, they couldn't give Jesulddin any sense of security.

He just wanted to get out of this place quickly, and didn't want to die in a muddleheaded way under Song Jun's big killer.

"Play it again! Play it again!"

Zhao Dongting saw people running out of the exploding tent, and hurriedly urged the soldiers who were aiming at him.

Boom, boom, two more cannon shots.

One shot missed and landed tens of meters away from the camp. I don't know if there was any unlucky person who killed the Yuan army.

But a cannon was falling right outside Jesur's camp.

Those masters of the rivers and lakes who just ran out of the tent were blown up before they had time to show their skills.

Just as Jesul ran to the entrance of the tent, he was thrown back by the blast wave and landed heavily on the ground.

Hex?

The word popped into his head.Apart from this, he really couldn't think of any other explanation.

How could Song Jun's little thing have such great power.

Jesul shook his head, his seven orifices were already bleeding from the shock, and his eyes were a little dazed.These few shots stunned him, and he finally understood why the rear of the left-wing cavalry became chaotic so quickly. This thing cannot be matched by manpower at all.

He wanted to get up, but his whole body was in severe pain, his head was dizzy, but he didn't even have the strength to get up.

Soon there was another cannon.

Do not know how many people around Jesul's tent were blown to pieces, and those masters fled in a hurry, no longer caring about stopping the Song army.

In just a few minutes, the flying dragon soldiers broke through the defense line of the hundreds of yuan troops, and continued to fight towards Jesul's camp.

Zhao Dongting vigorously wiped the rainwater off his face, and shouted: "Kill!"

The flying dragon soldier next to him hurriedly mounted his horse with grenades and shells, holding them in his arms.This is their baby.

Hundreds of flying dragon troops rushed to the outside of Sujieer's camp at an extremely fast speed like a sweeping black dragon.The remaining Yuan troops were cut down to the ground one after another.

The masters of the rivers and lakes left many corpses, and they had already run away without a trace.They took advantage of the Yuan army, but they didn't have the same willingness to die for the Yuan army as the soldiers.These people are not righteous people, they only run around for profit, otherwise, they would not join the Yuan army camp.

Zhao Dongting followed the Flying Dragon Army to charge outside Sujieer's tent and reined in his horse.

A flying dragon army rushed in on horseback.

Suddenly some dancers and singing girls ran out of the camp that was bombarded with air leaks on all sides. They were lucky that they were not knocked unconscious by the bombing.

In less than 2 minutes, Jesur, who was wearing a general's armor, was brought out by the soldiers.

Zhao Dongting asked: "Are there still people alive inside?"

The soldiers reported: "Back to the emperor, all the Yuan thieves have been executed."

Jesul was tied tightly, and when he heard the soldier calling the emperor, he was stunned at first, and then cursed, "Shameless boy, you actually used such a treacherous trick."

At this time, the sound of artillery on both sides of the Yuan army's camp gradually stopped.

Zhao Dongting knew that Zhao Da and Zhao Hu should have led their people to retreat, so he didn't dare to stay any longer, and ignored Su Jieer, "Go back!"

The soldiers carrying Jesul threw Jesul onto the horse and got on the horse. Hundreds of flying dragon soldiers guarded Zhao Dongting and rushed towards the back gate of the barracks.

There are scattered corpses of the Yuan army everywhere along the way.

At this time, there were not many Yuan troops around. Although they tried their best to block it, they couldn't stop the instant at all.Wherever the cavalry of the Flying Dragon Army passed, there were only a few more corpses of the Yuan army left behind.

Not long after, they rushed to the gate of the camp again.

This surprise attack was naturally quite successful.Only at this time, there was a sudden change.

When Zhao Dongting's war horse had just rushed out of the gate of the camp, suddenly a black shadow came out from the side at an extremely fast speed, picked up two flying dragon soldiers with a long sword, and went straight to Zhao Dongting.

Even though Zhao Dongting was also dressed in black, his short body was still too easy to distinguish.

The timing chosen by the man in black was excellent, it was the moment when Zhao Dongting quietly relaxed when he left the camp gate.

Those two flying dragon soldiers were not bad in skill, but they didn't even have time to resist.

Le Wuwei rode his horse on the right side of Zhao Dongting, his eyes suddenly widened, but he was still two meters away from Zhao Dongting, and he was a little out of reach.

"Hold!"

Zhao Dongting looked at the murderous sword glow, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

Fortunately, he knew the danger of attacking the camp. Apart from carrying a sword, he also held his precious musket in his left hand at all times.

In a hurry, Zhao Dongting raised his left hand and didn't have time to aim. He shot the man in black just by feeling.

The delivery of this gun was not in vain for several months of painstaking efforts. At this critical moment, it saved his life again.

The man in black naturally couldn't recognize the musket, and thought it was Zhao Dongting's strange weapon. Out of confidence in his own skills, he did not avoid it, and the long sword still went straight for Zhao Dongting's head.

So, he was shot so abruptly.

The instant severe pain made him groan, and his rushing body was stopped.

However, he was extremely good. At the moment when the flying dragon soldiers stabbed him with their spears, he insisted on clutching his wounds and retreating quickly, pointing his toes and flying away.

The Feilong soldiers didn't have time to rein in their horses and continued to charge forward.When he wanted to rein in his horse and kill again, the man in black was already hiding in the darkness again.

Zhao Dongting was covered in cold sweat, panting heavily, and shouted, "Go back to the camp!"

The Yuan army that was charging towards the two sides of the camp had probably rushed back at this time, and he didn't dare to delay any longer.

But in his heart, he also hated the man in black to the core.

He is no longer the person who didn't understand martial arts, and from the sword light just now, it can be seen that the man in black is that Li Ge.

Really haunted.

Le Wuhui is also full of anger.He is also a top expert no matter what, Li Ge is not afraid of him, and the two assassinations are like slapping him in the face.

But anger turned to anger, Le Wuwei also knew in his heart that chasing and killing Li Ge in such a dark night would not be easy.

Hundreds of people hurried away in the night, which only made the road even more muddy.

Outside Pingnan County, soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty were still fighting with the Yuan army.In a battlefield with so many people, in fact, only those in the front row are the ones who really fight. The soldiers in the back row have nothing to do. They just need to shout. If there are poker cards, it is no problem to use poker cards for entertainment.

Although there were bursts of cannons in the camp, not many Yuan troops really noticed it.

Only a few commanders in the rear army changed their faces slightly, and hurriedly led the soldiers back to the camp.

Su Quandang naturally noticed the sound of cannons in the Yuan army's camp, and since then, his hands have been clenched tightly.

The victory or defeat of this battle can be said to be all on whether Zhao Dongting and the others can successfully break the account of the Yuan army commander.

(End of this chapter)