When all the Yuan soldiers saw such a tragic scene, they couldn't help but feel terrified.

The Yuan soldiers who are standing in the front row now were all standing in the back row just now.

They saw groups of comrades in front of them rushing forward bravely, but in the blink of an eye, they were all easily killed by the terrifying Han youth in front of them.

Obviously they were all strong and mighty Mongolian heroes, but at this moment, none of them could even block a sword, leaving only a wailing sound and a pool of blood, and their lives passed by meaninglessly.

No one wants to end up in the same fate.

Even the captains of ten and centurions who were originally responsible for the command could not even open their mouths to give orders at this time and let their soldiers go up and die in vain.

Meng Xiu saw this and breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that he had killed enough people and finally frightened these Yuan troops.

But I didn't expect that the mutation would happen again at this time.

Suddenly, a "bang" was heard from the bottom of the mountain, and another firework was fired and exploded in mid-air.

It's just that unlike the last firework, this one emits a blood-red light.

When the Yuan army saw this red firework, their bodies couldn't help but tremble.

In an instant, their expressions no longer looked as fearful as before. There was only hatred and madness in their eyes when they looked at Meng Xiuyuan. They seemed to be dyed by the red fireworks, and their eyes were all red.

"kill!!"

A fierce roar came from the team, and the Yuan army rushed towards Meng Xiuyuan again, and it was far more ferocious than last time.

When they fought again this time, these Mongolian soldiers of the Yuan Army no longer defended, but they all looked like they were desperate to get a bite out of Meng Xiuyuan, and they tried their best to attack him.

What's more, the Yuan army archers in the rear row also began to throw arrows simultaneously in the direction of Meng Xiuyuan, regardless of the casualties of their own soldiers.

For a moment, Meng Xiuyuan faced a forest of spears and a rain of arrows.

When Meng Xiu saw this, he was a little surprised in his heart. He couldn't help but wonder who the commander of these Yuan soldiers was and what methods he used to make the soldiers so willing to sacrifice their lives.

However, at this critical moment, he did not think deeply. He quickly concentrated his energy and devoted himself to each move.

In just a short time, Meng Xiuyuan's side was already piled with corpses, and blood flowed into rivers. Half of them died under his sword, and the other half died from bows and arrows shot from behind.

However, compared with just now, the intensity of the battle increased significantly, and Meng Xiuyuan had to use more energy to barely stop these crazy Yuan soldiers and prevent them from rushing past him.

He swung his sword to kill again and again, and the broken limbs and soldiers flew everywhere. At a certain moment, Meng Xiuyuan was even vaguely curious whether the Yitian Sword, the peerless magic weapon in his hand that had been praised to heaven, could be cut down if the battle lasted longer.

Curled blade.

However, before such things could be verified, the situation suddenly changed again.

A voice came, causing all the crazy Yuan soldiers to stop:

"Everyone stop it!"

Meng Xiuyuan followed the sound and saw someone riding a tall horse and wearing luxurious clothes, surrounded by the Yuan army in the distance.
Chapter completed!