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Chapter 625 Show Your Face ([-])
When Hu Biao and Yang Dongli led a battle formation to fight alone, they were quite invincible.

Now when the two battle formations join forces, there is more or less a rotation, and the attack power is stronger.

For a while, their advancing speed naturally became faster.

Even at this moment, a large number of Mongolian cavalry have come to support them, surrounding the circle formed by them.

It's still useless, it's just watching the excitement.

Without him, the circle formation formed by the Xuan Ge Battalion was like a black hole, no matter how many people rushed up, they would all turn into corpses on the ground in a very short time.

Without exception, there is no second possibility.

It is even more realistic that these Mongolian people are also flesh and blood, and they also know fear in their hearts.

When the masters they are familiar with, or generals known for their bravery, or troops with brilliant records are filled in.

After a short while, it became a part of the tattered corpses all over the floor; after the battle, it may take a lot of effort to piece together the complete corpses.

Such a bloody battle, such a powerful opponent, is definitely the only one they have ever seen in their lives.

So in the hearts of each participant, after gradually beginning to have some careful thoughts, the atmosphere on the battlefield quietly changed.

That is, in the eyes of Kublai Khan, who was supported by others and became weaker and weaker, the battle was still going on fiercely.

But in fact, most of the warriors under his command were just yelling and pretending to be fighting fiercely, but in fact they didn't dare to step forward at all.

Just driving some unlucky Han soldiers, or some stubborn idiots, they still rushed forward recklessly.

Then, then he was cut into two pieces, or both sides by a knife, otherwise he could still rush in?
Anyway, Hu Biao and the others felt very clearly that they are now advancing faster and faster, and the whole battle process is getting easier and easier.

And when they advanced to the north gate of Xiangyang City, but only two or three miles away, things changed a bit.

It was a middle-aged man with a height of more than 1.8 meters and a burly figure among a group of people turning their backs on their backs in front of them.

Relying on his own pair of fleshy palms, he managed to cut a bloody path through the dense Mongolian army.

Every time he swung the palm in his hand, he didn't see how hard and fast he swung it, but Meng Ren who was standing in front of him couldn't even dodge it, so he was hit by the palm.

Immediately, it flew up like a doll, and it took seven or eight people to roll into a ball along the way before finally stopping.

It's just that at this moment, none of these people can get up; so that the Mongolian people around him, as if they were frightened by the beating, actively avoided him in the direction he was heading.

It can be said that relying on the strength of one person, they have achieved the results achieved by their 2000 talents.

It felt as if it was majestic with its own BGM.

After witnessing such a scene, the crowd didn't know that this middle-aged man was the familiar but unfamiliar Guo Jing and Guo Daxia...

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At the moment of killing all the way with an invincible momentum, the man shouted from a distance:
"Forgive me Guo Jing for being blind. I don't know where the heroes come from? I have never heard of such a powerful army in the world."

While speaking, Guo Jing snatched a riding spear in his hand, stabbed three or four people to death in a blink of an eye, including a fan monk wearing a high crown.

Under such a situation, of course Hu Biao and Hu Daxia came out to answer the Xuange camp's side.

While opening and closing the longbow in his hand, he also shot and killed a Mongolian ten-officer, and shouted at the top of his voice: "The person who sent the bloody hand to Hu Biao in the lower rivers and lakes is the head of Xuan Ge Camp.

Hearing that the Meng people attacked my Xiangyang City, I invited the heroes of the Jianghu to come to support after training with the inheritance of the sect. "

"It turns out that you are the heroes of the Xuange Battalion, and you are indeed worthy of being the successors of the Anxi Army of the Great Tang Dynasty. You have long admired your name." After saying this, Guo Jing had already killed them.

Passing through the passage that Mo Daoshou let go, he arrived in front of Hu Biao within a few moves.

The so-called meeting of heroes is a special sympathy for each other. After Hu Biao and Guo Jing hugged each other warmly, the Jiu Yang in their mouths suddenly started talking non-stop.

Seeing this, after A Li with a black thread opened her mouth, she cautiously suggested:

"You two heroes, surrounded by powerful enemies, our fighters are almost exhausted; why don't you talk to each other after I enter the city?"

After hearing such a sentence, Hu Biao and Hu Daxia immediately said: "It's okay, I have admired Guo Daxia for a long time, and I must drink a few more glasses at that time~"

It's just that Guo Jing's face has a hint of obvious embarrassment.

He said in his mouth: "Heroes of the Xuange Battalion, let's advance to the city, Guo has to meet his son-in-law Yeluqi, and a group of soldiers.

They went to burn the stone cannons of the fools before, but now they have encountered some trouble~"

Hearing this, Hu Biao used Huang Yizhi's shoulder beside him to support him, and he jumped more than three meters high.

After looking at the positions where the returning artillery were originally located, I finally figured out the situation roughly.

I saw those returning cannons were already burning in place.

But there are at least 4000 to [-] Mongolian cavalry, and they are madly attacking about three to [-] of them; although the defense of those people is fairly tight under the formation, it may be difficult to get out.

To be honest, fighting against cavalry with such a huge force disadvantage.

The fighting power of these people who can strictly guard the battle formation can already be described as very strong, and they are definitely the most elite group of fighting power in Xiangyang City.

The reason for this is that 1000 of them are clearly dressed as disciples of the beggar gang. They all have a shield in their left hand and a long spear in their right hand, and their combat effectiveness is quite good.

The other [-] Song soldiers were all elites.

It's a pity that the above statement that these people have good combat effectiveness is only in relative terms.

There is a considerable distance between them and the Xuan Ge Battalion in terms of personal equipment, battle formation coordination, and specific tactics.

And the gap in equipment alone has led to a huge difference in combat effectiveness between the two sides, not to mention the combination of so many gaps.

Therefore, it is not surprising that the current situation of struggling to cope but not being able to break through has appeared.

In addition, there is another reason why it is not easy to be in Guo Jing's face: Then these Mongolian people are obviously scared by the fierce fighting power of the Xuan Ge camp.

Therefore, in line with the practice of picking soft persimmons, these Mongolian talents desperately attacked Yeluqi and others.

After figuring out the situation, Hu Biao immediately expressed with incomparable pride: "Guo Daxia doesn't need to worry, it's just a little bit longer, everyone's strength should still be able to endure~"

Then, he shouted to the heroes again:

"Brothers, cheer me up one by one, and let Guo Daxia, as well as the soldiers and civilians in Xiangyang City, take a look at the capabilities of our Xuange Battalion~"

Talk!What the heroes of the rivers and lakes pay attention to is a face, a happy grievance.

As for the matter of life and death, it is nothing more than idleness.

The heroes present are counted one by one. How could they have fought such an exhilarating battle today, and actually beat the world-famous Mongol strong soldiers like grandsons.

Even in such a process, familiar friends were constantly killed and injured in battle.

Even themselves, many of them were in danger of dying in battle, and each one of them was still full of indescribable arrogance.

Now it was his own Daxia Hu who said that if he wanted to perform in front of the famous Guo Daxia, he would be inspired with the last bit of courage in his heart.

After applauding loudly, they followed the direction pointed out by Daxia Hu and killed them like bulldozers all the way.

After a while, he reached the position of the return artillery and killed the Mongolian people surrounding there.

He joined forces with Yeluqi and others, and then slashed towards the gate of the city.

After finally arriving at the gate of the city, Hu Biao, Yang Dongli and other netizens, together with masters such as Zhang Yimin, Shengying Shitai and others, together with Sibai Mo Dao Shouhou.

Facing more than 400 people in this area, none of the nearly 10 people on the Mongolian side dared to move forward.

After seeing such a scene, the noble concubine who was holding a blade with many gaps in her hand, and did not know how many people had been chopped off, had such a situation.

After casually throwing away a piece of intestines hanging on his shoulder like garbage.

With a voice of "哗~", he actually wanted to rush forward to those foolish people, intending to start the battle that had just subsided.

Good guy!I don't know why this beautiful and fierce girl is so bloodthirsty.

Fortunately, the war elephant grabbed one of the imperial concubine's arms and held her tightly, thus avoiding another outbreak of fighting.

Even so, this girl was still facing Kublai Khan's direction, compared to a bloody but slender middle finger.

Immediately, Hu Biao and the others also pointed in the direction of Kublai Khan Qiqi, and Qiqi pointed a middle finger again.

Although Kublai Khan didn't know what the middle finger specifically represented, even because the distance was too far, he couldn't even see such a middle finger gesture clearly.

But I saw it from a distance, after so many people stretched out their hands to me, I thought about it with the back of my head and knew it was not a good thing, it must be satirizing and humiliating myself.

But this battle ended like this, and he couldn't find any reason to refute it.

Turning from embarrassment into anger, after his eyes went dark again, he really passed out this time.

Under such a situation, the Mongolian side naturally had no way to continue fighting; after someone blew the horn to retreat, everyone else slowly retreated with complex emotions such as relaxation, fear, and anger... …

(End of this chapter)