Hang up from apprentice Li Mochou

Chapter 229: Iron-blooded Suppression of Xiangyang, where is my master? (Please subscribe)
As time passed, outside Xiangyang City, the soldiers of the Song Dynasty and Mongolia were killing each other more and more fiercely, and countless corpses were piled up on and under the city walls.

However, the Mongolian army came one after another like a tide, as if it would never stop. They were numerous and equipped with all kinds of engineering equipment, and they would not hesitate to rush to the city wall if they were lucky.

At this time, Lu Nianchou had just put down the rebellion of the Northern Army. Guo Sheng and others joined forces with the Northern Army soldiers to block the Mongolian army from the city gate.

Lu Nianchou, on the other hand, single-handedly killed him directly from the city gate, arrogating among the thousands of troops, with the flaming sword in his left hand and the Shen Yuan sword in his right hand. The swords were intertwined, making all the enemies frightened.

After all the Mongolian soldiers were forced out of the city gate, Lu Nianchou turned around and shouted, "Close the city gate immediately. No one is allowed to open it without my order."

Guo Sheng's body was slightly startled. He didn't know whether to be happy or frightened for a moment. Not only did this master have excellent martial arts, but his state of mind was simply awe-inspiring.

He secretly thought: "If the city gate is closed, this person can still come back alive. It is either God's will or a true unparalleled hero."

"So what if I surrender to such a person?"

He had an idea in his mind, and the look on his face became more solemn. He raised the sword in his hand and shouted: "Close the city gate immediately. Anyone who dares to tamper will be killed without mercy!"

Boom!

With a huge roar, the city gate began to slowly close.

Guo Sheng shouted loudly at the top of his lungs: "My subordinates are waiting for the leader to return victoriously."

"My subordinates are waiting for the leader to return victoriously!"

At this time, regardless of whether they were disciples of the Ming Cult or not, some people didn't even know why they were called leaders, but they still responded and their throaty voices shook the sky like thunder.

Lu Nianchou laughed loudly. As the last gap in the city gate disappeared, there were only enemies as far as he could see.

However, at this time, he was completely relieved. As long as the city gate was not opened, it would be impossible to capture Xiangyang City with these Mongolian soldiers.

What made him most anxious was that Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo were not seen among Guo Sheng and his party just now.

The situation was urgent and there was no time to ask.

"Maybe Master and Senior Sister stayed in the city and did not come out. After all, Master is pregnant."

Lu Nianchou secretly comforted himself, but there was always an ominous premonition in his heart. With Li Mochou's character, even if she was really pregnant, she would not be able to just sit there and wait for death in the city.

Especially after he appeared, Guo Sheng and others had already gotten the news and seized the golden opportunity to defend Xiangyang City at the critical moment.

Such a big movement, with Li Mochou's experience and martial arts, he should have known that he was back by now.

We haven't seen her for a long time, how can we not worry?
At this time, Lu Nianchou was completely surrounded by the Mongolian army.

In addition to the west gate, the other three gates in the southeast and north were also surrounded by the Mongolian army, launching wave after wave of attacks. The fighting was very fierce, and the shouts of killing broke through the sky.

Tachaer could not sit still at this time. In this tragic siege, the Mongolian army suffered heavy losses. Not to mention the ordinary soldiers, even the centurions and thousands of captains were either dead or alive. Injury, many teams were directly dispersed.

His face became increasingly gloomy, and he personally put on his armor and stepped forward to supervise the battle. You must know that he was invincible against all the enemies he had followed Genghis Khan in his northern and southern campaigns.

Over the years, he has held a high position in the Mongolian country, and he has sent his army to conquer all directions, but now he is blocked at the foot of Xiangyang City, and it is difficult to break through the city.

"Come here, beat the drum for me. The drum will not stop beating and we will never withdraw our troops."

"I swear I will not be a human unless I fight my way into Xiangyang City!"

Tachaer was already furious at this time. He pulled out the sword given by Genghis Khan from his waist, and with the support of more than 200 personal guards around him, he pressed forward to the front of the battlefield.

And following his order, some soldiers moved out, and the big drums beat wildly, making a deafening sound. When the Mongolian soldiers heard the drums, they attacked even faster.

The 10,000+ armies of both sides had an extremely bloody and cruel collision in this city. Both sides suffered heavy casualties, and it was still difficult to determine the winner.

The soldiers of the Song Dynasty held on to the city, but the Mongolian army was outnumbered and possessed a variety of siege weapons.

At this moment, Tachaer suddenly heard a commotion coming from the army in front. Looking around, he saw a figure rushing towards him, killing him in the direction where he was, causing waves to rise wherever he passed. There was a bloody storm.

Tachaer looked around and saw that the young man who was walking among the army just now was killed from the city gate.

He had never ridden a horse, but his speed was much faster than that of a war horse. He rushed left and right in the battlefield, unstoppable, and arrows shot at him like raindrops, but even the fur on his body could not be broken.

Tachaer said in a cold tone: "This man is so brave. Could he still want to kill me in the midst of such a huge army?"

He said this, but there was some uncertainty in his heart.

The martial arts displayed by Lu Nianchou were too terrifying, and his sword skills were just that. The most terrifying thing was his indestructible body and almost endless physical strength.

Such a person is simply a naked killer on the battlefield, like a demon, indestructible and unstoppable.

At this time, Lu Nianchou in the battlefield looked around and saw that Tacha'er was guarded by heavy soldiers. If he wanted to kill this man among thousands of troops, the only way was to attack by force!
"It seems that only the hard ones are coming!"

A cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. His whole body was covered in blood, even his hair and eyebrows were stained with blood, but the murderous intention in his heart became more intense.

Since the death of Sunflower Ancestor, the idle system has been activated again. His strength has been increasing every day, and his combat power has reached a level that he could not have expected.

There are no so-called limits and bottlenecks in the AFK system. As long as you put your martial arts in the AFK position, you can continuously improve.

Simply killing these ordinary soldiers was like crushing ants to him. There was no qualified strong person to stop him, and he was not even qualified to fight with him.

"How strong am I now?"

Lu Nianchou suddenly stepped on his feet, and the earth, stone, and dust within three feet of the ground rose up into the sky. The extremely violent force exploded instantly, and then rushed towards the enemy.

"Not good! Someone is attacking!"

"Notify the general!"

"It's over! It's dead!"

The movement of Lu Nianchou's attack was too great, like a terrifying war machine. Wherever it passed, everyone turned into corpses with broken arms and blood splattered everywhere.

Even among these battle-hardened Mongolian soldiers, many of them were frightened into fighting, their faces turned pale, and they started shouting crazily!

The speed at which Lu Nianchou exploded with all his strength was so fast that he was like a phantom. In less than a quarter of an hour, he had overcome numerous obstacles and reached the front.

"what!"

"what!"

The guards blocking the front looked horrified and were instantly torn apart by the terrifying sword light like rag bags, and screams suddenly broke out!

"kill!"

"Brothers, kill him!"

"Kill! Protect the general!"

After Lu Nianchou approached Tacha'er, dense crowds of Mongolian soldiers heard the news and rushed over, shouting for death.
Clang clang clang!
The cold light poured down, and dozens of Mongolian soldiers roared and rushed toward Lu Nianchou.More than a dozen scimitars flashed with a cold, deathly light, sealing off all the space around Lu Nianchou almost at the same time.

"It's just beyond self-control!"

Lu Nianchou faced the overwhelming network of knives that could cut ordinary martial arts masters into pieces. His eyes flashed with a cold light, and the sword in his hand shook slightly, and suddenly there was an explosion like lightning.

There was another loud sound like a thunderbolt from the blue!

Under the burst of zhenqi, the dozens of Mongolian soldiers who rushed towards them felt their feet shake, and their faces suddenly showed horrified expressions, as if they had seen something incredible.

Loudly!
The blade breaks and flies!
It was as if a breeze was blowing, and it was indescribable to describe the movements of Lu Nianchou's hands. Shen Yuan's ancient sword seemed to turn into a thin green line, and it instantly crossed the enemy's body.

Crackling!

There was not even a scream. Amidst the sounds of blood splattering, internal organs rupturing, and bones exploding, the bodies of these people were directly torn apart by the light of the sword. Only the splattered blood fell on the large number of Mongolian soldiers who caught up.

"what!"

"what!"

Screams rang out, and a large number of Mongolian soldiers were hit to the ground by the flying corpses. Some of them had their bodies broken in two, but they did not lose consciousness for a while, vomiting blood and screaming in agony.

"Die!"

In front of Lu Nianchou, a captain suddenly jumped up, and the cold sword light pierced Lu Nianchou's pupils.

Clang!
Lu Nianchou's cold eyes did not waver as the sword light came from the pavement. He turned slightly to one side and popped out two fingers, and then caught the unbelievable look in the captain's eyes.

Click!Click!
Lu Nianchou pointed his fingers like a knife and smashed the hard long knife into pieces in an instant.

"what!"

The broken long sword fragments shot back, and the commander in front of him was shot out of his eyes and died with a scream!
"How could there be such a monster? It's invulnerable. It's impossible to hurt him at all."

"What are you afraid of? He is only one person, so pile him up to death!"

"Kill!"

The Mongolian soldiers who witnessed this scene retreated in horror at first, and then rushed forward again amidst the shouts of killing from their companions. With a cruel and murderous expression, they slashed at Lu Nianchou with their long swords!
"It's so ridiculous that a fly shakes a tree, it's ridiculous!"

At this stage, even the so-called Mongolian Golden Soldiers were just lambs to be slaughtered to Lu Nianchou!
He sneered, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

Click!Click!
He is extremely fast, and the sword light in his hand is extremely sharp. If he is touched, he will die, and if he touches it, it will split. Even if he is hit by a corpse, his internal organs will be broken by the force contained in it, and he will vomit blood. Dead!

"Where did this strong man come from!"

Tachaer's eyelids were twitching wildly. It had only been twenty breaths since Lu Nianchou came to kill him, but there were already hundreds of Mongolian soldiers throwing themselves to the ground.

"The idea is tricky!"

"He is here for the General!"

"We must not let him get close again!"

"Let's do it together! Kill him!"

The masters of the Guards who were one step behind and guarding Tachaer saw their brothers suffering heavy casualties, and they roared like crazy.

The eight commanders shouted loudly at the same time, displayed the unique secret skills of Tibetan Buddhism, roared away, and slashed at Lu Nianchou with their swords.

Tachaer, on the other hand, was escorted by many soldiers and began to quickly retreat towards the rear.

Although such behavior made him feel extremely aggrieved, he was the commander-in-chief of an army, and his life and fortune were at stake, as was the safety of the entire army, and he could never take risks.

However, Lu Nianchou was so powerful now, and he was eager to strike fiercely, so he would naturally kill him with every move.

In just a few dozen breaths, the battle moved hundreds of feet, and there were casualties everywhere. No matter how tough the temperament of this group of Mongolian soldiers, they were all killed and their armor was removed, leaving corpses everywhere on the ground.

At this moment, the eight guards commanders each held their own weapons and struck Lu Nianchou head-on.

They were so furious that eight more people joined forces and exerted force at the same time. The ground beneath their feet cracked and turned up, and exploded with violent force. The dust filled the sky and flew in all directions.

All the Mongolian soldiers who witnessed this scene became energetic and cheered happily.

In their eyes, the strength of these eight commanders has always been invincible. When the eight commanders join forces, the power they unleash is so powerful that they can crush the enemy to pieces.

"Death to me!"

The first person was a short Mongolian man. He was holding a black spear, and he was so angry that he stabbed Lu Nianchou in the face with a sharp sound.

"Good come!"

Lu Nianchou stood at attention, his blood-stained robes rustling under the violent wind, and his black hair fell back.

Faced with such a dangerous situation, he did not dodge or evade, and the sword light in his hand struck out instantly like a thunderbolt.

"What kind of martial art is this!"

The short man who bore the brunt of the attack had his face trembling wildly and his bones cracking as he tried to dodge.

But the speed of the sword light was far beyond his imagination, and it exploded in his face!
"what!"

Only half of the screams stopped abruptly. In the eyes of everyone in disbelief, the head of this powerful personal guard commander suddenly exploded.

Bright red blood and snow-white brains splashed onto the other leaders.

"How can it be so strong!"

"Even if our great mage who protects the country is practicing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique of the Supreme Temple of Tantric Buddhism, I'm afraid he doesn't have such terrifying strength, right?"

Several other people didn't even bother to wipe the blood and brains that had been blown all over their faces. When the thought turned around in their minds, they became even more aware of it.

With the strength of the young man in front of them, at this point, if they dare to turn around and run away, they will only die faster.

However, Lu Nianchou had no intention of continuing to entangle with them. An extremely cold murderous intention flashed in his eyes, and the swords crossed again, and he unleashed his own killing move.

Keng!
The cold sword energy swept across all directions in an instant, turning all enemies into corpses in the blink of an eye.

But his figure rushed towards Tacha'er.

"Where can you run to?!"

Lu Nianchou stood in front of him and said in a cold tone.

(End of this chapter)