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After everyone heard this, they all took a breath.

Cheng Kun couldn't help but said: "I didn't expect Chu Feng to be so powerful, and the tactics he used made people have to take the initiative to ambush. But, what kind of ambush does he have in the city, can he deal with an army of [-] people?"

"Seventy thousand." Zhao Min said calmly.

Cheng Kun turned his head and asked in surprise: "The princess is not going to enter the city? If the city is really destroyed, it will be a shocking achievement."

Zhao Min shook his head calmly.

She has already achieved the biggest reward of this trip.

That was the death of Kublai Khan and the golden sword on his body.

This harvest is enough to support a hundred thousand soldiers.

As for conquering Xiangyang...

Zhao Min was deeply worried.

The majestic city in the distance is like a huge beast lying there, waiting for people to take the initiative to feed it.

"No, we won't go. We order [-] soldiers to guard the camp. Anyone who moves rashly will be shot without mercy."

"Yes." Cheng Kun responded with his hands raised.

After he left the tent, Zhao Min called the two elders Xuan Ming, "You two will secretly follow the army into the city. If the army wins, then don't worry about anything. If you lose and suffer heavy losses, then come back immediately to report."

The two took the lead.

Zhao Min raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said calmly: "Master Chu, please don't let me down."

At night, the lights in Xiangyang City are brightly lit.

Outside the city, it was darkness.

The 7-yuan soldiers came not far outside the city gate with straw in their hands and coins in their horses' hands.

Looking at the quiet city, the captains felt very uneasy.

Even Jinlun Dharma King was slightly nervous.

Not long after, there was a faint cry of killing.

Everyone's eyes shone with anticipation.

After a while, the gate of Xiangyang, which had blocked the Yuan army for several months, actually opened.

With a dull and hoarse sound, the bright city appeared in front of you.

Like a girl with open arms.

A man who looked like a gang of beggars rushed over, taking off his disguise and outer clothes as he walked, and when he got closer, he turned into a noble son of the Yuan Dynasty.

When he arrived, Huo Dou bowed his hands and said, "Master! Fortunately, you have fulfilled your destiny. Now the city is full of our people, and the army can enter the city."

Jin Lun Dharma King laughed loudly and said, "With this great achievement, the little prince will be crowned king and knighted just around the corner."

He said to the captains behind him: "Everyone, what are you waiting for? Let's enter the city."

The captains of ten thousand men were impatient and cheered loudly when they heard the sound, and the [-]-strong army headed straight towards Xiangyang.

Chapter 80 Destroy [-] soldiers with one plan, fight against the Dharma King with the Dragon Subduing Palm

The Yuan army had been fighting for many years and had its own rules. Moreover, it had already received the city defense map from Chu Feng, so it naturally knew where the key points were.

In Xiangyang City, whether it is ordnance, food, barracks or martial arts fields, they are all located in the North City.

When the Yuan army entered the city, it was immediately divided into three, with [-] attacking on the left, [-] on the right, and the remaining [-] marching straight along the North-South Avenue.

The Yuan army's combat power far exceeded that of the Song army. Now that there was no danger of the city wall, even if it was [-] versus [-], the Yuan army was not afraid at all.

King Jinlun and Huo Du led an army of 3 yuan to march along the avenue. The more they walked, the more they felt something was wrong.

The surroundings were deserted, without a trace of smoke or smoke, not even a sound.

Jinlun Dharma King wrinkled and asked: "What's going on? Why is there no one there?"

Huo Dou replied: "Chu Feng has been clearing out the population in the north of the city these days, and moved to the south city, saying that it will leave room for fifty thousand reinforcements. And today Chu Feng is hosting a banquet for the people. Even if there are still people who have not moved, they should Everyone went to have a feast."

The further King Jinlun walked, the more he felt something was wrong. The three captains behind him were also frightened, always feeling as if they had fallen into some kind of trap.

But I have already entered the city, can I still exit?

King Jinlun gritted his teeth and said: "No matter what conspiracy they have, our army has already entered the city. Even if reinforcements have arrived, there is no way we will lose between [-] and [-]."

The generals felt a little relieved after hearing this, and immediately without hesitation, the army marched straight ahead.

After walking halfway through the city, they saw smoke filling the place in front of them, and disciples of the Beggar Clan and heroes from all walks of life were paying homage to Guo Jing.

Guo Jing's coffin lay across the street, occupying almost the center position, leaving only passages on both sides.

Seeing the arrival of the Yuan army, the people watching suddenly became a mess and retreated back.

The Beggar Clan disciples and soldiers also retreated to the back, leaving Guo Jing's coffin at the front.

I could only hear exclamations everywhere: "The Yuan army is coming, run!"

Seeing such a scene, the Yuan army generals were all relieved.

All the ambushes and reinforcements turned out to be just unnecessary worries.

The crowd couldn't help but laugh.

Jin Lun Dharma King pointed at the panicked crowd and shouted: "We are waiting for the army to enter the city. Xiangyang has been destroyed. Can you leave?"

His inner strength is deep, and his voice is vibrating and ringing in the ears.

His voice was heard throughout the city: "Can you leave?"

Just when the people in the city were panicking, a faint voice suddenly came.

Although it is silent, everyone can hear it.

"Why are we leaving?"

Following the words, a figure rose in the wind.

Chu Feng landed gently on the pavilion.

Under the bright moon, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

That's more than [-] pairs of eyes.

When Chu Feng said this, the golden dragon came out of his body and circled back and forth above his head.

I don’t know if it’s because of this golden dragon.

Chu Feng's faint words made the atmosphere in almost the entire city freeze.

All eyes were on him.

It was quiet all around.

On one side were as many as [-] civilians, and on the other side were as many as [-] fierce Yuan troops.

It was separated by Guo Jing's coffin.

But at this moment, no one spoke.

People who were familiar with Chu Feng suddenly felt that there seemed to be some change in this city lord.

"Now that you're here, there's no need to go back." Chu Feng said lightly.

"You, what did you say!?" Jin Lun Dharma King was a little dazed.

For some reason, he had a bad feeling.

"I say…"

"Since you are here, you don't need to go back!"

Chu Feng's voice suddenly turned cold, and the golden dragon above his head suddenly raised its head and roared silently in all directions.

Then he waved.

The ground shook suddenly.

The flames burst out.

Heaven and Earth lost their voices.

Under Guo Jing's tall coffin, the white paper flags shattered.

A row of countless artillery shells swept down the street.

King Jinlun was shocked, grabbed Huo Dou and jumped into the sky.

The strong wind swept under his feet, and blood flew behind him.

Because he was so close, his ears were filled with roaring and he couldn't hear the screams at all.

Looking down, he saw broken bodies, broken horses, and limbs flying everywhere.

The captain who led the army had been bombarded to pieces, and there was no trace left.

Jin Lun Dharma King fell to the ground and looked forward.

Beneath Guo Jing's coffin, a row of dozens of cannons was seen, with their ferocious muzzles exposed.

Many soldiers are loading ammunition in an orderly manner.

Jin Lun Dharma King's eyes widened.

Such a terrifying weapon must never be used again.

He turned around and shouted loudly: "Come up, rush for me..."

Jinlun Dharma King's voice stopped abruptly.

Behind him is a horrific hell.

Just a river of blood a hundred meters away.

Further away, streaks of fire broke out one after another.

From where he stood to the north gate of Xiangyang City, half of the main street was filled with flames.

The shops and restaurants on both sides all burst into flames.

Jinlun Dharma King jumped up to the roof and looked around blankly.

The entire north city of Xiangyang turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Jin Lun Dharma King seemed to be able to hear the death screams of countless dead souls.

"You, you are so cruel! You actually burned down half the city!" He roared angrily.

The roar in his ears gradually dissipated, and the screams of the Yuan army came over.

Jin Lun Dharma King's heart also sank.

In this battle, the 7 yuan army may not survive even one out of ten.

Chu Feng stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at his masterpiece with a calm expression.

"Guo Jing, have you seen it? This is the cause and effect of fighting for world hegemony, and this is just the beginning."

"Today, this half of Xiangyang City and the 7-yuan army are my sacrifices for you!"

"Master, catch him, we still have a chance of winning!"

Huo Du suddenly shouted and jumped on the roof, hitting Chu Feng with the iron fan in his hand.

Chu Feng turned his head and glanced.

He stretched out his left hand slightly, activated his dragon claw hand, and grabbed Huo Dou's wrist.

Huo Dou was shocked.

He only heard that Chu Feng was powerful, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

He is the third disciple of Jinlun Dharma King, and he feels that his martial arts skills are extraordinary. Even Huang Rong would not be able to take his full blow so easily, and still do it so lightly and without any trace.

With such martial arts, he is probably no worse than Guo Jing.

Chu Feng did not use the Beiming Divine Skill this time. The internal strength of that magical skill was only the fifth level. It was not easy to catch Huo Du so easily.