“What the hell happened?”

In the Mongolian army base camp in Huhuangzhou, Kublai roared angrily.

He didn't know why he lost.

This is actually Gedian, which is still dozens of miles away from Ezhou. At this time, the Yangtze River was very different from modern times. The river was divided into two in Longkou south of Yangluo. The northern branch entered a series of lakes and then reunited in Tuanfeng and the southern branch. The large area of ​​land that was sandwiched out in the middle was the famous Zhengrongzhou. Kublai Khan's floating bridge crossed Longkou to Zhengrongzhou in Yangluo, and then crossed the Yangtze River to Bailuji from Zhengrongzhou. Bailuji is Huangjiaji. This floating bridge was made of iron chains across the river and connected a large number of wooden boats. It was not only to allow the Mongolian army to cross the river, but also to lock the Yangtze River, so that all the troops commanded by Jia Sidao were blocked in the upper reaches.

And this was the entire Southern Song Dynasty's army, and all the elite troops who could fight were blocked by him.

It can be said that he is sure to win.

Even if he cannot conquer Ezhou in a short period of time, it is no big deal. As long as Jia Sidao's army continues to be blocked upstream, the Southern Song Dynasty in the downstream is his pocket, because there is no Song army that can be defeated downstream. As long as he has enough ships, as long as Wulianghetai, who goes north to the south, arrives, he can retreat and sweep the south of the Yangtze River.

This is precisely because he actually knew that Mengge was dead, but still refused to withdraw his troops.

His victory is already in sight.

He wanted to destroy Song first, and then use the power of the Song Dynasty to return to fight for the throne.

But why did the battle collapse when I woke up?

If you throw thunder in your hand, you can fly, you can't get into a sword or a gun, and even shoot a crossbow is useless, causing a frighteningly big mace to break up the enemy...

Is this a myth?

Although he also heard that Mengge was killed by demons in the Song army, no general with normal and rationality would believe this. There are many rumors on the battlefield. The immortal is nothing. He has never seen the so-called immortals of the Han people, and Qiu Chuji is just an old Taoist priest in his twilight years. It is indeed admirable to have a lot of knowledge, but if you want to do it, he may be able to kick him to death with one kick. This is a living immortal recognized by the north and even Genghis Khan praised.

"King, this is the will of heaven. This is the will of heaven that the king wants to return north."

A Confucian scholar kowtowed in front of him and said.

"King, don't hesitate anymore. Now the country is in a great disaster, and there is no master of the artifact. All the kings of the clan will be spy on it. If someone takes the lead in holding the throne, the king will be attacked from both sides and the big things will be gone. The Southern Barbarians are in a corner, and they are nothing more than to survive. The king wants to destroy it, so why should he be persistent for a while? Alibu Ge and the king have always been incompatible. If he steals the throne, there is no place for the king to live in this world. Today, this monster was sent to the sky to wake up the king. This is the will of heaven to make the king return quickly! "

The Confucian scholar lay on the ground and continued to speak earnestly.

"I am not the one who fled in fear of the enemy!"

Kublai Khan raised his foot and kicked him away.

"Let's go, I want to see how evil the evil one can defeat my 100,000 army!"

He shouted immediately.

Suddenly there was chaos outside. Kublai Khan rushed out and saw hundreds of Song army warships flowing down the river in the distance, and the word Xia on the middle commander's flag was clearly visible.

"Master, don't hesitate anymore. If Xia Gui breaks through the floating bridge, it will be troublesome!"

The Confucian scholar rushed to his feet, hugged his legs and cried.

"Why do I fear Xia Gui if I have Dong Wenbing!"

Kublai sneered, shook him away and got on the horse, rushed straight to the north with a whip, but before he could leave, a large number of cavalry rushed towards him. The general led by Mu Huali's grandson Batulu, his cowardly Xue Chang, as soon as the latter arrived in front of Kublai, he didn't even care about salute, grabbed his reins and shouted anxiously: "King, go quickly, the demon is coming, Zhang Rou and his son are dead under his hands, and the demon cannot be stopped by human power..."

He stopped suddenly before he could finish speaking, because Kublai Khan was looking behind him in shock, and Batulu subconsciously turned his head and saw a figure rising up from Baihu Mountain in the distance.

Kublai Khan fought a cold war.

He finally understood that it was not a myth.

"Retreat, cross the river immediately!"

After he said that, he turned his horse's head without hesitation and headed straight for the floating bridge in the fierce battle. He was also wise and powerful, and knew that a real man could bend and stretch. At this time, he no longer cared about face. It is more important to avoid his sharpness to save his life than anything else. But then he turned around and pointed at a trusted general and said, "You, keep this with the flag!"

The general nodded with a brave face.

Well, he's very cunning.

"Here is here!"

On an ancient tree on the top of Baihu Mountain, Yang Daxian stared at the white banner and said to himself. The next moment he jumped up without hesitation, and after a few ups and downs, he rushed down the lonely hill.

The white flag was immediately waved, and nearly a thousand of the most elite cavalry of the Qiexue army immediately rushed over. These most fierce Mongolian warriors charged at him without fear. They roared on the horse's back and rushed forward with sharp spears. In an instant, the dust rolled up by the vanguard drowned Yang Feng's figure. But at the same time, like a terrifying Tyrannosaurus Rex was raging, the dead bodies of people and war horses continued to fly out of the dust. In the blink of an eye, the desperate figure appeared again in the air. At the moment, countless cavalry shot sharp arrows at him, and dense feather arrows bounced away in chaos.

In a blink of an eye, Yang Feng's figure disappeared into the torrent of the Qiexue Army again, and then the dead bodies of the people and war horses flew up again, and his figure also jumped up, landing forward again with meaningless feather arrows. He stabbed Kublai Khan's central army tent in almost straight line.

"This monster!"

Kublai Khan, who was almost at Bailuji, looked at this scene and said in horror.

"Master, go quickly!"

The Confucian scholar urged anxiously.

"Walk!"

Kublai Khan said with a determined look at the bridge head not far away.

He knew that his departure meant the complete failure of the Southern Expedition. As for the Mongolian army on the south bank, he was not very worried, because the Song army did not have the ability to swallow these 100,000 troops. Even if the floating bridge was destroyed, the Mongolian army on the south bank would just continue to attack downstream along the river, looking for a suitable location to cross the river again, and even heading south to meet with Wulianghetai. With the defense of the Song army downstream at this time, it would be easy for this army to go south from Jiujiang to Tanzhou. Of course, their losses would be great.

"I'll be back sooner or later!"

He said hatefully.

However, he didn't know that at this moment, Yang Feng, who had just rushed over the Qixue army, suddenly turned his eyes to the Confucian scholar beside him. The latter's Confucian robe was particularly eye-catching among Kublai Khan and his accompanying generals with all armor. Yang Feng looked at him and then looked at the central army tent, and suddenly smiled. Confucian scholar, the Confucian scholar who could follow the Mongolian army was undoubtedly what Kublai Khan trusted the most, and the one he trusted the most, and followed him south was the only Hao Jing, who was known as Su Wu of the Yuan Dynasty, who was loyal to the Central Plains for the Mongol rule. So who would Hao Jing escape north with at this time?

Yang Feng looked at the central army tent again, suddenly let out a long roar, and turned his head and headed straight for this side without hesitation.

"Quick, stop him!"

Batulu beside Kublai Khan roared in horror.

Immediately afterwards, another team of Qixue troops following them turned around and rushed towards Yang Feng. Kublai and others beat the horses desperately and tried their best to speed up. The hundreds of Qixue troops collided with Yang Feng in a blink of an eye. Yang Daxian, who was no longer interested in being entangled with them, ignored the weapons in the hands of these cavalrymen and allowed them to attack him. Then they crossed them after several ups and downs. At this time, Kublai and others were rushing to the floating bridge. These people were riding the top war horses, but in fact they were no longer Mongolian horses but Central Asian horses. The speed of running at full speed was actually not slower than him.

Seeing that he couldn't catch up, Yang Feng roared directly, held the mace in both hands, turned around at an extremely fast speed, and then let go. The 300-pound mace with a terrifying roar, instantly flew behind Kublai and others.

Two unlucky accompanying generals were immediately smashed into pieces. Their flesh and blood, fragments of armor, and the mace continued to move forward, making Kublai Khan scream behind him, but he escaped the disaster like a god's help. However, the mace passed by him. The moment he passed by, it gently swept over his war horse's head like a feather, and then half of the war horse's head disappeared. The war horse running at a speed of more than fifty kilometers per hour fell to his knees without hesitation. The huge inertia made Kublai Khan on the horse's back fly forward and hit Batulu's back. The two screamed and fell to the bridge head together. Fortunately, they fell into the river water. Although they almost fainted, they opened their eyes at the same time under the stimulation of the cold river water.

"Come on, shoot the arrow!"

Batulu spat out a mouthful of blood and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Nearly a thousand soldiers guarding the floating bridge immediately aimed their bows and arrows at Yang Feng, and even two bed crossbows aimed at him and shot giant arrows. The impact of these sharp arrows made Yang Feng, who was about to leap in the air and was about to fall, flew backwards and fell down.

"Hurry, shoot him all the bows and arrows!"

Kublai Khan, who also woke up, shouted.

It was obvious that he had caught a life-saving straw.

Yang Feng took a step forward speechlessly, and then thousands of sharp arrows rushed over. These arrows actually hit him without even one tenth of them because they were off the target. However, these arrows did create resistance for him. The weight of an arrow is nearly 100 grams, while the weight of a hundred arrows is ten kilograms. It hits at a speed of nearly 200 kilometers per hour. The force is also very powerful, especially the powerful crossbow. Although this is not concentrated at a certain point, it is spread all over his body, so it is impossible to break through his energy shield, but it can prevent him from continuing to jump forward. After all, such a collision force in the sky is not weaker than his jumping power. He has to move forward as hard as a typhoon day facing a storm, and then...

"You think your soldiers can shoot several arrows in a row!"

Yang Feng pinched Kublai Khan's neck, lifted him out of the water and lifted it into the air as the latter struggled, and then said with a grim smile on his face.

"Come on, kneel down and sing to conquer me!"
Chapter completed!