Traveling through the divine eagle: the first sword of Quanzhen

Chapter 173 Breaking the camp!ambush!
He ignored the noise in the barracks, and just waved the Longquan sword in his hand to kill the soldiers who came to put out the fire.

Because of the sudden incident, the command system of the Mongolian army has not been fully restored, and the soldiers who lost the command of the leader are just a mess, a group of mobs.

Li Qingwei didn't like to fight, he shot a shot to change a place, anyway, the granary had an area of ​​ten tents, enough for him to go back and forth.

Go to the north after hitting the east, and go to the west after hitting the north.Although the Mongols knew that there was a sneak attack, the fire of food and grass was the biggest thing, so they didn't ask too much about the dead soldiers, only thinking that they were killed before arson.

Because only a few were killed by the enemy's attack, but the food and grass were burned, they will be hungry tomorrow, and it will seriously affect the combat effectiveness and morale of the army. If they starve for a few days, let alone regular soldiers of the Song Army, Even ordinary people with hoes, they can't beat them.

Back and forth, Li Qingwei took advantage of this time difference and poor cognition.Keep killing the Mongolian soldiers who came to fight the fire.

Because he came to fight the fire, less than one hundred Mongolian soldiers died under his command, and there were also eighty.

Seeing the flames in front of him gradually shrinking, a smile appeared on Li Qingwei's face.Because he knew that the food and grass were almost burned.

Li Qingwei was no longer interested in fighting, and rushed towards the camp of the Chinese army with his sword in hand. Inside the big tent of the Chinese army was the leader of this army, and the 3000 people were at least former generals.

However, the barracks was in chaos, and when Li Qingwei arrived at the Chinese army tent, it was already empty.

But Li Qingwei was not discouraged. When he walked out of the big tent, a group of Mongolian soldiers surrounded him.The leading officer struck the gong.If it was in the dead of night, Li Qingwei would be surrounded by hundreds of soldiers within ten minutes.

But at this time, the camp was in chaos. The shouts of the Mongolian soldiers, the neighing of war horses that could not escape, and the explosion caused by the fire of food and grass had drowned out the sound of gongs and drums.

Li Qingwei shouted: "Where is your general!?"

The Mongolian soldiers didn't answer. Li Qing was ashamed, and he said to himself: "I forgot, you don't understand what I'm talking about! Then 'go back to your hometown' and learn Chinese well before you come back!"

Then Li Qingwei stopped talking nonsense, and lightly performed the Golden Goose Kungfu with his feet to leap into the air. This sword is the last sword of Quanzhen swordsmanship, transforming the three cleans with one breath.

The internal force is transpiring on the Longquan sword, and the Longquan sword emits piercing sword sounds, just like a real dragon walking in the nine heavens, and the dragon chant shatters the sky.

Li Qingwei swung towards the Mongolian army surrounding him, and three awe-inspiring sword qi flew across, killing all the Mongolian soldiers present on the spot.The moment they fell, blood gushed from their bodies.

Looking at the corpses scattered all over the field, Li Qingwei's heart no longer fluctuated in the slightest. Compared to the way they treated those common people, compared to the pregnant woman with a broken belly, Li Qingwei gave them enough decency and dignity before death.

Li Qingwei stepped over the corpses all over the ground, stepped over their blood, and walked towards the stable.

Although there is chaos in the barracks, the Mongolian army is not badly organized. When they come back to their senses, they mobilize soldiers and horses to surround themselves.It will definitely take a lot of effort to go by yourself.

Now that the goal has been achieved, I have killed hundreds of them and burned their army's food and grass, which can be regarded as revenge for those villagers.

It's just a pity that the enemy's main general was not eliminated.

Li Qingwei felt that he had miscalculated. Before he acted, he had been thinking about burning food and grass, how to surround the spots for aid.

The correct and thorough process should be to kill the head of the opponent first, let the opponent command the program to be chaotic in a short period of time, and then ignite the food and grass.In this way, their command system and food can be hit.

When Li Qingwei came to the stable, the place was already in chaos, and the horses were neighing continuously. At this time, a bald Mongolian man, under the protection of four or five guards, hurriedly mounted his horse.

Li Qingwei immediately used the Golden Goose Kungfu, and Takong chased after him.

Although this person left in a hurry without wearing armor, judging from the clothes of his four guards, even if this person is not a general, he is also a school lieutenant.

How could he escape the fat fish that was near his mouth.

In just a few breaths, Li Qingwei had already caught up with him.He concentrated his inner strength on his feet, and kicked him hard on the vest.

His spine was directly broken by Li Qingwei's kick, and his internal organs were shocked the most, and he spat out a mouthful of blood at that time.But the feet were caught in the stirrups.The whole person was dragged by the frightened horse.

Li Qingwei quickened his feet to catch up with the horse. The horse was frightened and ran even faster. It ran as fast as a fire. It took Li Qingwei a lot of effort to catch up.This section of the horse has already run four or five miles.

Only then did Li Qingwei land on the horse's back, but the Mongolian officer who was caught before was already bleeding from his head and being dragged beyond recognition.

Li Qingwei couldn't bear it, so he pulled out the Longquan Sword, and cut off his foot with one sword, separating his legs and feet. The person rolled a few times, and then rolled into the stinky mud beside the road.

Li Qingwei stepped onto the saddle and rode on this galloping steed.

This horse was as fast as a fire, and the Mongolian soldiers behind could not catch up even if they wanted to.

"What a horse! What a horse!" Li Qingwei was still sighing.The horse has traveled another ten miles.

But at this moment, a tripping rope tripped the horse, and Li Qingwei was also thrown out without paying attention.

Fortunately, Li Qingwei's martial arts skills were superb, and when he was about to land, Li Qingwei slapped out a palm, raising a cloud of smoke and dust.Under the stability of this reaction force, Li Qingwei turned over and fell on the ground with one knee, without falling.

Just when he was about to stand up, two huge nets were already cast down from the sky.

One covered Li Qingwei, and the other covered the fine horse.

Li Qingwei didn't panic. With his current martial arts and the Longquan Sword in his hand, this small hemp rope net couldn't trap him at all.

He was not in a hurry, he wanted to see who had ambushed him.Because it is now in the territory of Mongolia, and this road is behind those Mongolian soldiers, the target of these people's ambush is definitely not him.

It should be mistaken for him as a Mongolian Tartar.

If they were ambushing the Mongol Tartars, then these people are not only not bad people, but they are also of the same kind.Naturally, Li Qingwei couldn't do it easily.

Besides, with his martial arts, after they reveal their identities, it won't be too late to make a move.

At this time, a group of people came out from the grass on both sides of the road.In this moonlight, Li Qingwei could clearly see the faces of these people. Although these people were dressed in different clothes, each of them had several pockets hanging on their bodies, and some of them were holding a bamboo stick in their hands.

Li Qingwei tentatively said, "Excuse me, is he a hero of the Beggar Gang?"

After Li Qingwei's words came out, everyone present was stunned, and they couldn't believe their ears.

"I didn't expect this Mongolian Tartar to speak our Chinese language!" said a beggar gang disciple.

"Haven't you noticed yet? What Mongolian tartar, this person is Han Chinese like us! I didn't expect that this time the prince was not caught, but a traitor was caught instead!" said another cleanly dressed person.

(End of this chapter)