This is war.

Yes, this is war.

In Guo Jing's eyes, in Huang Rong's eyes, and even in Jinlun's eyes, this was just a gathering of martial arts people.

Even Huang Rong, who was most concerned, didn't think too far.

But it's different for Zhao Hao.

The war has begun since Mongolia headed south.

Since Mongolia wants to fight, let’s give it war.

Therefore, the Power Gang fought with no hesitation at all.

And war will kill people.

Sorry, in the war, the outdated way of competition and competition has long been eliminated.

There is only a group of people from the world who are conservative and rigid in thinking, and are still sticking to this stupid and ridiculous rule.

One-on-one challenge?

Who will give you a chance to fight on the battlefield?

"You...you...I...I..." Jin Lun pointed at Zhao Hao, but couldn't speak for a long time.

The people from the Power Gang did not attack Jin Lun.

Zhongxin and the others are not idiots. Although Jinlun is not invincible in their eyes, it is not something that any of them can win by one.

Even if we join forces, there will be no hope in a short period of time.

Of course, people of this level are handed over to the boss.

"Bai~Yi Chi is indeed Bai~Yi Chi. Until now, I still can't see the situation clearly." Zhao Hao said disdainfully.

Jin Lun is a man with strong martial arts skills and a tough temperament.

In other aspects, it is simply not worth mentioning.

He thought he was smart, but his IQ was really average. He thought he was very determined, but in fact his psychological quality was extremely poor.

If he hadn't had his talent so good and had worked hard in practicing martial arts, he would never have achieved what he has done now.

Even so, it is still nothing in Zhao Hao's eyes.

The real strength of the golden wheel at the ninth level of the dragon and elephant can only be said to be similar to Zhao Hao, who first met Huang Yaoshi.

"Is it true that the Central Plains martial arts world relies so much to win?" Jin Lun asked gritted his teeth.

In their group, except for him, Huodu and Darba, the rest of them were not worth mentioning, and they were not even considered a third-rate master.

On Zhao Hao's side, all except Zhao Hao and Zhao Ling'er were dispatched.

Huo Du died from Yiyi. Linlin and Li Mochou joined forces. Yiyi and Linlin's strength alone may not be worse than Huo Du, while Li Mochou's own strength is far better than Huo Du.

The ending of the three of them joining forces and Huo is killed instantly is destined.

Darba is gifted and born with divine power. The destructive power caused by such a person on the battlefield is amazing, but fighting alone is easy to be restrained.

Zhongxin's martial arts are already above Darba. After practicing "Nine Yang Divine Art", he steadily surpassed Darba.

With him facing Darba, Yang Guo also joined the battlefield after killing Jinlun's entourage commander. Yiyi, Linlin and Li Mochou also made a free move after killing Huo Du. Naturally, there was no suspense for Darba's fate.

Of course, even though Zhao Hao's side wins, as Jin Lun said, it is indeed a victory that depends on more.

However, Zhao Hao never cared about this.

Zhao Hao shook his head and said indifferently: "I rely on more to win, but more people bully you, so what do you do?"

Jinlun was speechless when he heard it.

Rules are useful only when you talk about them.

Zhao Hao doesn’t follow the rules, so what can the Golden Wheel be?

He can't do anything.

Moreover, who stipulates that you must fight alone?

How many talents are there in Mongolia and how many Han people are there?

Fight alone?

Jin Lun is stupid, Guo Jing is stupid, and even Huang Rong is stupid, but Zhao Hao is not stupid.

The same thing, sorry, this is war.

In wars, they always focus on victory or defeat, not on fairness.

"Your Highness, you..." Guo Jing stopped talking.

He could not accept this behavior, but he did not dare to blame Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao shook his head.

So Guo Jing is really not suitable to be a general.

He is too loyal and is particularly prone to being targeted and trapped on the battlefield.

The most important thing is that this kind of personality can easily make him make wrong judgments.

For example now.

"Guo Jing, if you were alone today and met Jin Lun and his master and disciple, would you guess they would be besieging you?" Zhao Hao asked.

"They are them, I am me." Guo Jing said.

Zhao Hao waved his hand and said decisively: "Nothing is different, Guo Jing, this is a war, not a competition."

Zhao Hao looked around, his voice firmly and lowly, and said, "Everyone, this is a war. The war has begun from the moment the Mongolian army's iron hooves head south. And I, we, have no way to retreat. Xiangyang must defend it, so we must kill people. The Power Gang has already killed 10,000 disciples, and more people will be killed in the future. Even at this time, while you are still tangling with the warriors' personal dignity, some of them are still fighting against the Mongolian army."

In Guiyun Village, someone lowered his head.

"Many people in the Power Gang are also martial arts people and disciples in the martial arts world, but they never worry about the personal dignity of warriors, and they will not worry about the so-called fighting alone. When the country is about to perish, is your dignity valuable?"

Guo Jing finally lowered his head.

"When a country and a nation are about to lose their dignity, the only thing that can bring dignity is victory, not a shitty individual persistence, and the glory of warriors. War only requires results, not processes."

At the end, Zhao Hao looked straight at Jin Lun and said word by word: "Mongolia wants to fight, so I will give you war. I just hope that Mongolia can bear the price behind the war."

Jin Lun felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.

The Song Dynasty had millions of soldiers and civilians. If everyone was like this, what would Mongolia use to conquer the Song Dynasty?

How many people are there in Mongolia?

In order to compete for the number of people, the Song Dynasty had an absolute advantage.

"Who are you?" Jin Lun asked.

Such a character cannot be an unknown person.

"The leader of the Power Gang, Zhao Hao, the prince of the Song Dynasty, you are satisfied with this answer." Zhao Hao said.

Jin Lun was stunned and then laughed to the sky.

"The leader of the Power Gang is the leader of the Power Gang. I, Jin Lun, have been guilty of my life, but I didn't expect that I would fall into the trap and die without any worries." Jin Lundao.

Knowing the identity of Zhao Hao's leader of the Power Gang, Jin Lun also took down the last trace of luck.

He has no chance.

How could Zhao Hao give him a chance?

"Tell me, how are you going to let me die? Or a wheel battle?" Jin Lundao.

He knew he was unreasonable today, but he never thought of committing suicide.

Although he is not a warrior, as a Mongolian national teacher, he still has his own dignity.

Death in battle was the only way he could maintain his dignity.

Even if you die, Zhao Hao will have to pay enough price before he dies.

Zhao Hao saw Jin Lun’s thoughts, but just smiled faintly.

"You are really not as important as you think, but since you are begging for death, I will play with you."
Chapter completed!