I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

As soon as Zhao Zhijing and Huang Rong's surprise troops appeared, the Mongolian army's flank of nearly 3,000 people was scattered.

When they met up with Guo Jing, the two of them worked together to clear a path and pushed the battle formation forward more than a hundred steps.

In order to prevent the front troops from collapsing too quickly and counterattacking the central army like a pearl rolling curtain, the three centurions in the Mongolian army who were responsible for charging into battle each led their troops to fight to the death.

Guo Jing and Zhao Zhijing charged side by side. The former struck a centurion's shield with his palm, and the huge force directly smashed the shield into pieces. The centurion flew backwards, spitting blood when he landed, and it was obvious that he was dead.

The latter grabbed the spear with one hand and pushed it forward. Although the tail of the spear was a flat round surface, it still pierced the centurion's body, causing him to fall off his horse and die.

The last centurion saw that he was the only one left in a blink of an eye, and knew that he would die today. He wanted to gallop on his horse and use his body to hit the opponent to block one or two attacks.

Suddenly, he saw the Han Chinese expert in gray clothes, who was Guo Jing, who had served under the Mongolian Khan in the past. He immediately shouted, "The Golden Sword Prince Consort!"

When Guo Jing heard this, he took advantage of the moment when the two horses were getting close to each other, grabbed the man off the horse by the waist, and threw him to the ground, but did not hurt him.

"Are you Ordo?"

Guo Jing was fluent in Mongolian, so the centurion could hear him clearly. Seeing that the former Western Expedition Marshal still remembered his subordinate's name, he was immediately moved and said, "It is me. Now that I know that the Prince Consort with the Golden Sword is here, I will never dare to offend him again!"

During this pause, Huang Rong finally caught up with them and shouted, "Brother Jing, Taoist Zhao, don't go any further!"

At this time, all those charging in the front were gangsters, and the troops Guo Jing brought out from Xiangyang City were about to be disconnected.

Although if Guo and Zhao joined forces and took advantage of the Mongolian army's defeat, they might be able to break into the Mongolian center and capture the enemy's main general alive.

However, Mongolian masters such as King Jinlun have never shown up, and considering the importance of Guo and Zhao, they cannot take this risk.

When Zhao Zhijing heard Huang Rong's reminder, he also stopped his horse. Among his disciples, Yelu Qi was the best at horse riding. Today was the first time he used his skills in the battle between the two armies, and he was indeed very good.

"For the sake of our past friendship, I will spare your life this time."

Guo Jing said to the centurion named Ordo, "But if we meet on the battlefield again next time, I will show no mercy!"

After hearing this, Ordo immediately prostrated himself on the ground. His horse had already run away without a trace. After getting up, he had no choice but to run desperately towards the back.

"Master Zhao, don't chase after a desperate enemy. Our victory today is all thanks to these heroes in the martial arts world."

"If too many people are lost, the loss will outweigh the gain."

Zhao Zhijing had no objection. Even if Huang Rong had not arrived just now, he would have reminded Guo Jing to stop while he was ahead.

"Mongolian commander, listen up!"

Guo Jing tapped the stirrups with his feet, stood on the horse's back, let out a long whistle, and then shouted loudly: "Song and Mongolia signed an alliance in the past and worked together to destroy Jin. Why are you betraying your promise today and invading the territory of our Great Song!"

As soon as the Song army stopped pursuing, the Mongolian army's defeat slowed down. The officer in charge of supervising the battle led his men to kill dozens of people and finally stopped the fleeing troops.

"Xiangyang City is impregnable, and the heroes of the Song Dynasty are gathered here from all directions. If you dare not withdraw your troops, I will make sure that your hundreds of thousands of troops will never return!"

These sentences were still spoken in Mongolian, and with the help of internal strength, they were like thunder in spring, powerful and majestic.

The Mongolian army was in a state of panic as it was retreating. Now that the two sides were so far apart, the sound was clearly heard and everyone was shocked.

Kublai Khan's central army had not moved, and they still had the strength to fight, but the morale of the army had been lost, and it would be unwise to attack again. "Retreat!"

When the Song army saw the Mongolian army retreating, they cheered loudly. They had been holding out for days and today they finally got their revenge.

No matter whether they were soldiers from the imperial court or figures from the martial arts world, everyone present thought that as long as Guo Jing and Zhao Zhijing were there, they would be able to protect the city of Xiangyang.

On that day, the Mongolian army retreated thirty miles. Although Kublai Khan was defeated, he did not look depressed after returning to the tent.

He just said meaningfully to those around him: "As long as Guo and Zhao are not eliminated, Xiangyang will be difficult to capture."

On the battlefield, King Jinlun had already pointed out Zhao Zhijing's identity to Kublai Khan, and in order to cover up the disastrous outcome of the battle at Lujiazhuang, he even said that Zhao Zhijing's martial arts was slightly better than Guo Jing's.

In order to capture Xiangyang City, Kublai Khan invited many masters. Among them, the five with the highest martial arts skills were King Jinlun, Nimoxing, Xiaoxiangzi, Yin Kexi, and Ma Guangzuo.

When they heard what Kublai Khan said, they all stood up and clasped their fists, saying, "We are willing to go to Xiangyang and help the prince get rid of this great threat!"

King Jinlun looked no different from everyone else, but he was secretly calculating in his heart that Guo and Zhao were both as skilled in martial arts as him, so if they fought one-on-one, he might be able to defeat them on equal terms.

But if we go to Xiangyang City to assassinate him, it will inevitably turn into a melee. Once the two of them join hands, everyone present, including myself, will probably have no choice but to run for their lives.

Kublai Khan was delighted and said, "That's exactly what I was thinking. Although Guo Jing and Zhao Zhijing are top-notch Han warriors, there are only two of them after all."

"If you heroes can sneak into Xiangyang, and wait for my army to attack the city, and then cooperate with them from inside and outside, and just hold them back for a while, it will be a great achievement!"

Kublai Khan was deeply influenced by Han culture and knew that "a big reward will attract brave men". He then said, "Everyone who goes with me will have made great contributions, but if anyone can kill one of them personally, or open the city gate first, I will report it to the Khan. It goes without saying that I will confer an official title and honor upon you. I will also confer the title of the most courageous warrior in Mongolia!"

When these words were spoken, everyone was greatly encouraged.

For example, King Jinlun is the first Dharma master who protects the Mongolian nation. His status is extremely noble and he no longer cares about official positions and titles.

But if he became the bravest warrior in Mongolia, after Kublai Khan led his army south to destroy the Song Dynasty, Mongolia would be the greatest country in the world ever.

By then, all the heroes in the world will look up to you. What will a mere leader of the martial arts world count for?
“When the battle starts, I will just wait for them to entangle one of Guo and Zhao first, and then I will sit back and reap the benefits, and my great plan will be accomplished!”

King Jinlun attached great importance to reputation, and was naturally attracted by the title of the first warrior in Mongolia. He secretly made up his mind not to let others take it away.

The words are divided into two parts.

Zhao Zhijing followed Guo Jing and led the army back to Xiangyang, only to see corpses everywhere along the way, most of whom were Mongolian soldiers, but a large number of Song soldiers were also killed.

When they arrived at the city of Xiangyang, the Mongolian vanguards who were trying to climb over the city wall on the siege ladders that had not yet been pushed open were burned by fire and hit by stones, and fell to the ground in various states of death, which shows how tragic the battle was.

At this time, the defenders on the city wall saw Guo Jing returning, and immediately ordered their men to open the city gates. The commander of Xiangyang personally welcomed the heroes who returned victoriously.

"After repelling the Mongolian army this time, the Wu brothers, the dragon and the phoenix, will try to kill Kublai Khan in order to compete for Guo Fu."

Zhao Zhijing turned around and saw the Wu brothers, who were following Huang Rong not far away and chatting and laughing because of this great victory.

"Nowadays, the city is overwhelmed with various affairs, and we have to distract ourselves with this pair of confused brothers. It would be better to tie them together and lock them up in a deserted place for a few days to avoid causing more trouble." (End of this chapter)