Martial arts start from Xiaobing in Xiangyang City

Chapter 18 Xiangyang Army!Rout!
"There are 982 people, and they will soon reach [-] military exploits!"

Lin Qing whispered softly.

Once he reaches [-] combat merit points, he can exchange for some useful martial arts, which can break the current situation.

But at this moment, there was an uproar, and the entire battlefield was boiling.

Lin Qing was a little astonished, and was about to understand the situation, but saw a shocking scene happen.

Rout! !
Countless soldiers were routed like crazy, and kept fleeing behind them.

"What happened!"

Lin Qing quickly grabbed a fleeing soldier and asked.

The soldier looked crazy and kept struggling, but was dragged to death by Lin Qing.

In desperation, he had no choice but to explain: "The general is dead, we are finished, let's run away, the enemy has already killed us."

"what!"

Lin Qing was startled, subconsciously let go of the opponent's hand, but couldn't help muttering: "The general is dead?"

Although the general's deterrence to the soldiers is not as good as Guo Jing's, even under Guo Jing's dazzling light, he looks a little ordinary, but now that Guo Jing is not showing up, the general is the backbone of the soldiers.

Once the backbone falls, the soldiers will naturally lose their desire to fight.

For a while, more and more soldiers fled, just in response to the phrase 'the army is defeated like a mountain'.

Although the army was not defeated at this moment, it was still like a mountain falling, and hundreds of thousands of troops retreated to the gate of the city like a tide.

"Boom boom boom!!"

But at this moment, a group of monks descended from the sky and appeared at the gate of the city, throwing out five rounds of gold, silver, copper, iron, and lead, and flew towards the crowd of soldiers pouring into the gate of the city.

The severity of the five rounds is different, but at this moment, under the great power of the fan monk, it is like five hurricanes sweeping across.

Once smashed into the crowd, a large number of soldiers were harvested immediately, and the gears were covered with blood and rotten flesh.

Almost in the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of soldiers disappeared at the gate of the city, leaving only piles of corpses. The bloody smell soared into the sky, and could be clearly smelled hundreds of miles away.

"what!!"

For a while, panic broke out again at the gate of the city, and the soldiers retreated one after another, not daring to approach.

But after such a retreat, a large number of stampede incidents occurred, at least thousands of people were trampled to death.

What's even more frightening is that there are hundreds of thousands of Mongolian iron hooves behind them, holding a full moon scimitar.

Without the command of the general, the soldiers of the Song Dynasty at this moment are already in chaos, and they cannot fight at all.

Facing so many iron hoofs, he could only watch helplessly as his life was harvested.

"It's over! I'm afraid there will be countless casualties in this battle!"

Lin Qing's complexion changed drastically. He originally planned to follow the tide of soldiers into the city, but at this moment he had to change his mind.

Undoubtedly, Jinlun Fawang is probably guarding the gate of the city to prevent these soldiers from escaping.

But Guo Jing never showed up, he must have been seriously injured.

Wasn't Jinlun Fawang injured?

"No!"

Lin Qing subconsciously refuted his own ideas, secretly said: "If Jinlun Fawang is not injured, there is no need to wait until now to come out!"

Judging from Jinlun Fawang's attack, it seems that the power is not as good as yesterday, but even if he is seriously injured, he can still easily wipe out a large number of soldiers.

Presumably, this must be a premeditated war!
First, Xiaoxiangzi went to check whether Guo Jing had appeared, and when he learned that Guo Jing had indeed not appeared, he ordered the soldiers to be fully armed and put on iron hoofs one after another.

This is a crucial battle coming!
This battle can determine the changes in the war situation in the next ten years!

Mongolia is desperately trying to get its national teacher's injuries worsened, and it wants to kill Xiangyang City without soldiers!

Too bad!
Even Lin Qing couldn't help feeling admiration for the Mongolian Khan. Xiangyang City, which had been fighting all the year round, lost hundreds of thousands of troops, and it might be difficult to make up for it in time.

It is even a question of whether it can be supplemented.

But this has nothing to do with me. It is very difficult for me to survive, and I don't have any extra thoughts to worry about it.

Taking advantage of the confusion, Lin Qing quickly ran towards the edge.

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of iron hooves are stepping forward, not simply hundreds of thousands of iron hooves.

Even Jinlun Fawang might be powerless to resist hundreds of thousands of galloping iron hooves.

Not to mention Lin Qing who is no match for Xiaoxiangzi!
Lin Qing could only run as far as possible to the edge, thinking of escaping into the desert.

At least, you can't go to the gate of the city, it will become a purgatory.

It's just that the crowds were rushing towards the gate of the city, but Lin Qing went in the opposite direction and ran to the edge alone, feeling difficult and dangerous.

Fortunately, there are also many enemy soldiers who were left on the battlefield. These soldiers may also be trampled to death by the iron hooves of their own race, so they might as well die under my Lin Qing gun.

Thinking of this, Lin Qing hugged Huang Rong tightly with one hand, protecting her in her arms, and quickly stabbed the gun with the other hand, retracting it.

But the difference from before is that this time the distance is too short, so there is no need to stab too long.

To stab at close range, only some slight changes are required, and the movement range is slight, which saves a lot of strength.

Killing all the way, the speed did not decrease at all, and the number of people killed by themselves continued to increase.

"991, 992..."

When it reached 1000 people, Lin Qing was shocked, and suddenly found that he had come to the edge.

Xiaoxiangzi was nowhere to be seen behind him, and he must have been scattered among the crowd.

However, although it is at the edge, there are thousands of strong soldiers in black armor and riding iron hoofs stationed.

It is not intended for one to escape!

There were hundreds of soldiers sporadically in front of Lin Qing. Obviously, not only Lin Qing had an idea, but also some smart people also wanted to escape from the battlefield first.

But these smart people all died under the iron hoof of the enemy.

"These iron hooves are fierce and fierce, and the steel spears in their hands are extremely sharp, making it difficult to get close at all!"

Lin Qing's expression changed drastically, but then he remembered that he had already accumulated [-] combat merit points.

Thinking of this, Lin Qing immediately flipped through the martial arts area, constantly looking for martial arts suitable for his escape.

Soul Chasing Sword!
Shenmen Thirteen Swords!
The deadly chain of three fairy swords!
Jiuyin White Bone Claw!
No phase robbery!

Lin Qing was dazzled by the appearance of well-known martial arts one by one, but they all felt that they were not suitable for breaking through the siege!

For example, the Sword of the Three Immortals and the Soul-chasing Sword are extremely powerful, and they can burst out of great power in a short period of time. They have a chance to break out of the encirclement, but they are still not safe.

In the end, Lin Qing chose the supernatural action!
"Ding! You will consume [-] combat merit points to exchange for myriad changes."

When the prompt sounded, Lin Qing immediately grasped a lot of information about changes in body skills, as well as the methods of cultivating the myriad changes of supernatural powers.

At this moment, he seemed to have mastered the ever-changing movements of the gods for decades, and he was already familiar with them inexplicably.

Lin Qing has already mastered the third-level realm that ordinary people need years or even decades to cultivate, and only needs to be familiar with the body.

The three layers of God's Variety are respectively oiling the soles of the feet, gecko climbing the wall, and loach drilling holes.

He can travel thousands of miles a day just by practicing the first level, and no matter how good he is, it will be difficult to catch up with him.

(End of this chapter)