A strong and stout man came out and rolled over and got off the horse. The man was extremely burly, with his palms larger than ordinary people. His face was piled up with flesh, and a ferocious scar pulled from his right cheek to his jaw, looking fierce. His raised pair of copper bell eyes seemed to be eating people.
Seeing that he was empty-handed, Yang Guo threw down the axe, patted his palms easily, and said to the middle-aged bald man: I have a suggestion
speak!
Yang Guo said casually: I will never show mercy when I take action later. If the person who fights me feels hopeless to win, I will allow him to surrender, the condition is...
A sharp light flashed in his eyes, saying word by word: Kneel down and kowtow to the Han people present, you can live, otherwise you will die!
Some of the Mongolian soldiers were familiar with Chinese language and suddenly burst into trouble. They roared, looking like they wanted to swallow Yang Guo alive.
The middle-aged bald man said loudly with a blue face: Who will kill this person's head for me? The bounty of a hundred kilograms!
Although this bald man dressed ordinary, he was actually a big shot. His name was Boluantai. The Borshu among the four Mongolian masters mentioned by Yang Guo at first was his father. Although Boluantai was not as brave as his father, he was also brave and good at fighting. He was awarded the title of commander of the ten thousand men. Fourteen years ago, Boluantai commanded a vanguard force of the Western Expedition Army, defeated the Russian coalition, occupied the entire northern territory of Russia. After returning to his hometown, he was highly valued by Mengge. Mengge wanted to conquer the Southern Song Dynasty and transferred Boluantai to the Central Plains Strategy.
Boluantai is not only the commander of ten thousand men, but also the hereditary commander of the Qiexue Army. Half of the dozens of people he brought were the most elite of the Qiexue Army in Mongolia.
The Qiexue Army was founded by Temujin. The main function of this army is to maintain Mongolian rule. It is never easy to use. At first, it selects elite troops, but not many people.
Later, the Cyxue Army was expanded to more than 10,000 people, mainly composed of nobles, generals and other meritorious children. Each ordinary Cyxue Army soldier has the salary and rank of ordinary generals. In the Mongolian army, it is the unit with the strongest combat effectiveness, the highest salary and the strongest sense of honor. How could he suppress it by a mere Han Chinese?
Kololu was already impatient. After hearing the ten thousand men's chief Bo Luantai say, he rushed towards Yang Guo with a strange roar. The right fist as big as a casserole suddenly swung over. Yang Guo deliberately established his authority, not avoiding it, and faced him with a head-on attack.
The two hit each other at the same time, Yang Guo's body was shocked. With his strong body, his chest was so painful by the reckless man that he groaned, and retreated four or five steps in a row, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. He sat on the ground
The whole audience was filled with strange tranquility
Kololu's face was as pale as paper. The reckless man was beaten by Yang Guo and suffered internal injuries. Even if he was not dead now, he would definitely not live long.
He wanted to stand up, but he was helpless. When he was struggling, Yang Guo had already walked up to him and said lightly: Do you want to survive?
Put his palm on his head, his eyes full of murderous intent
Kololu said hard: I have the kind of killing me!
Yang Guo knew that he would not kowtow to the Han people, and without hesitation, he slapped his sky spirit cover. With a terrifying crisp sound, the skull of the rash man shattered, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and slowly fell to the ground.
Who else will come?
Yang Guo shouted with a high voice, but his eyes turned to the bald head. He just heard the bald head claiming to be a general. I think this person is an important person. When the other Mongolian cavalry were eager to try, there were still more than a dozen soldiers who looked very fierce around the bald head. He knew even more.
Kill him! Kill him!
The Mongolian soldiers were boiling, and someone snatched them out again. Yang Guo easily let his attack, adjusted his pace, kicked the man to the ground with one kick. His internal force that had been fused through the legs and feet, but this kick, the man was already howling and falling out and could no longer stand up. Yang Guo walked up to him, raised his foot and stepped on his head lightly, shouting: Do you want to die or live?
Where can the person say something? Yang Guo stepped on it with a sudden kick...
The Mongolian soldiers took a breath. Yang Guo's fierceness was beyond their imagination. At the same time, four people jumped out and rushed towards Yang Guo with their sabers.
Yang Guo sneered: I can’t fight alone with me, so let’s have a few more!
He bent down slightly, reached out and grabbed the body that had been trampled on his head, and swung it towards the cavalry who rushed in front. The man was skillful in riding and avoided sideways. Yang Guo concentrated on his arm and punched his mount. The horse neighed and fell down horizontally. Another rider's sword light broke through the wind. Yang Guo dodged and avoided it, rolled on the ground, and his hand pressed the head of the rider who had fallen with the horse. With just one punch, he knocked the man fainted. He grabbed the sabre and rose up. A cold smile flashed across the corner of his mouth.
The bald Boluantai signaled to the person beside him. The man shouted something loudly in Mongolian. The Mongolian cavalry who did not rush up from behind raised their bows.
Yang Guo was slashing at the front hoof of a cavalry mount when he suddenly heard someone from the Han people shouting loudly: The Tartars are going to shoot arrows! The Tartars are going to shoot arrows!
Yang Guo felt a stern in his heart. He didn't expect these Mongols to be so shameless. Although he knew many historical fragments of the Song and Mongolian War and he had paid great attention to many history, he really got the Mongols from Temujin when he got it from Master Jin's Legend of the Condor Heroes. Master Jin described the Mongols brave and resolute, straightforward personality, and valued love and promise, so he dared to fight alone here. He never thought that these people would violate Xinnuo without any scruples. The novel is a novel. God, Master Jin, you misled me!
The sharp whistle that cut through the air was extremely short, showing a different speed. Yang Guo was shocked and sweated coldly. He took the opportunity and grabbed a cavalry's right leg and pulled it down to block it. The sharp arrow shot. Five arrows were inserted into the human shield, all of which were penetrated. The sharp arrow was exposed from the previous one. Yang Guo was shocked and sweated coldly. Although the cavalry was not wearing armor, he was also wearing hard leather armor. The power of this arrow was much greater than those the day before yesterday!
Yang Guo roared to the sky and rushed towards another cavalry without hesitation. He raised his knife and slashed under the horse. He pulled the reins hard, turned the horse's head, stabbed the horse's back hips with a knife. The war horse neighed and rushed towards the bald general in a mad manner. Yang Guo held a knife in one hand and grabbed the body of more than 100 kilograms in the other hand, and rushed forward quickly. The Mongolian soldiers saw his intention and shouted at him. At the same time, more than a dozen personal soldiers protected the ten thousand men's captain Boluantai to retreat. Yang Guo ran and shouted: All are dispersed! Everyone is dispersed!
The Han people rushed up and fled like headless flies
Yang Guo took advantage of the chaos to avoid the nearby houses, and the arrows roared behind him. The Tartar cavalry shouted loudly and chased after him. Suddenly, his back felt like he was struck by lightning. After a burst of heart-wrenching pain, he became numb. Yang Guo knew that he had an arrow on his back and shouted secretly: What a powerful arm strength!
Although the arrow was blocked by double-layer bamboo boards, it still hit the back. Yang Guo did not dare to be careless and carried the Tartar corpse, which had been dragged by himself to one leg, on his back to enhance his defense. He could only hear a series of aggressive sounds. The dead ghost flesh shield behind him was probably shot into a hedgehog. He ran for a while and crashed into an alley, not daring to stay at all. He walked through the streets and into the alley, and in a moment, he had already thrown away the pursuers.
After hiding for a while, I couldn't help but worry when I heard that there were more and more Mongolian soldiers.
Seeing that they searched from house to house, they often punched and kicked the people. Yang Guo was so angry that his teeth were itchy. Suddenly, the Mongolians shouted loudly. Then, all the Mongolian soldiers rushed to the outside of the town.
Yang Guo didn't know what happened, but after waiting for a while, the street gradually calmed down.
Seeing that he was empty-handed, Yang Guo threw down the axe, patted his palms easily, and said to the middle-aged bald man: I have a suggestion
speak!
Yang Guo said casually: I will never show mercy when I take action later. If the person who fights me feels hopeless to win, I will allow him to surrender, the condition is...
A sharp light flashed in his eyes, saying word by word: Kneel down and kowtow to the Han people present, you can live, otherwise you will die!
Some of the Mongolian soldiers were familiar with Chinese language and suddenly burst into trouble. They roared, looking like they wanted to swallow Yang Guo alive.
The middle-aged bald man said loudly with a blue face: Who will kill this person's head for me? The bounty of a hundred kilograms!
Although this bald man dressed ordinary, he was actually a big shot. His name was Boluantai. The Borshu among the four Mongolian masters mentioned by Yang Guo at first was his father. Although Boluantai was not as brave as his father, he was also brave and good at fighting. He was awarded the title of commander of the ten thousand men. Fourteen years ago, Boluantai commanded a vanguard force of the Western Expedition Army, defeated the Russian coalition, occupied the entire northern territory of Russia. After returning to his hometown, he was highly valued by Mengge. Mengge wanted to conquer the Southern Song Dynasty and transferred Boluantai to the Central Plains Strategy.
Boluantai is not only the commander of ten thousand men, but also the hereditary commander of the Qiexue Army. Half of the dozens of people he brought were the most elite of the Qiexue Army in Mongolia.
The Qiexue Army was founded by Temujin. The main function of this army is to maintain Mongolian rule. It is never easy to use. At first, it selects elite troops, but not many people.
Later, the Cyxue Army was expanded to more than 10,000 people, mainly composed of nobles, generals and other meritorious children. Each ordinary Cyxue Army soldier has the salary and rank of ordinary generals. In the Mongolian army, it is the unit with the strongest combat effectiveness, the highest salary and the strongest sense of honor. How could he suppress it by a mere Han Chinese?
Kololu was already impatient. After hearing the ten thousand men's chief Bo Luantai say, he rushed towards Yang Guo with a strange roar. The right fist as big as a casserole suddenly swung over. Yang Guo deliberately established his authority, not avoiding it, and faced him with a head-on attack.
The two hit each other at the same time, Yang Guo's body was shocked. With his strong body, his chest was so painful by the reckless man that he groaned, and retreated four or five steps in a row, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. He sat on the ground
The whole audience was filled with strange tranquility
Kololu's face was as pale as paper. The reckless man was beaten by Yang Guo and suffered internal injuries. Even if he was not dead now, he would definitely not live long.
He wanted to stand up, but he was helpless. When he was struggling, Yang Guo had already walked up to him and said lightly: Do you want to survive?
Put his palm on his head, his eyes full of murderous intent
Kololu said hard: I have the kind of killing me!
Yang Guo knew that he would not kowtow to the Han people, and without hesitation, he slapped his sky spirit cover. With a terrifying crisp sound, the skull of the rash man shattered, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and slowly fell to the ground.
Who else will come?
Yang Guo shouted with a high voice, but his eyes turned to the bald head. He just heard the bald head claiming to be a general. I think this person is an important person. When the other Mongolian cavalry were eager to try, there were still more than a dozen soldiers who looked very fierce around the bald head. He knew even more.
Kill him! Kill him!
The Mongolian soldiers were boiling, and someone snatched them out again. Yang Guo easily let his attack, adjusted his pace, kicked the man to the ground with one kick. His internal force that had been fused through the legs and feet, but this kick, the man was already howling and falling out and could no longer stand up. Yang Guo walked up to him, raised his foot and stepped on his head lightly, shouting: Do you want to die or live?
Where can the person say something? Yang Guo stepped on it with a sudden kick...
The Mongolian soldiers took a breath. Yang Guo's fierceness was beyond their imagination. At the same time, four people jumped out and rushed towards Yang Guo with their sabers.
Yang Guo sneered: I can’t fight alone with me, so let’s have a few more!
He bent down slightly, reached out and grabbed the body that had been trampled on his head, and swung it towards the cavalry who rushed in front. The man was skillful in riding and avoided sideways. Yang Guo concentrated on his arm and punched his mount. The horse neighed and fell down horizontally. Another rider's sword light broke through the wind. Yang Guo dodged and avoided it, rolled on the ground, and his hand pressed the head of the rider who had fallen with the horse. With just one punch, he knocked the man fainted. He grabbed the sabre and rose up. A cold smile flashed across the corner of his mouth.
The bald Boluantai signaled to the person beside him. The man shouted something loudly in Mongolian. The Mongolian cavalry who did not rush up from behind raised their bows.
Yang Guo was slashing at the front hoof of a cavalry mount when he suddenly heard someone from the Han people shouting loudly: The Tartars are going to shoot arrows! The Tartars are going to shoot arrows!
Yang Guo felt a stern in his heart. He didn't expect these Mongols to be so shameless. Although he knew many historical fragments of the Song and Mongolian War and he had paid great attention to many history, he really got the Mongols from Temujin when he got it from Master Jin's Legend of the Condor Heroes. Master Jin described the Mongols brave and resolute, straightforward personality, and valued love and promise, so he dared to fight alone here. He never thought that these people would violate Xinnuo without any scruples. The novel is a novel. God, Master Jin, you misled me!
The sharp whistle that cut through the air was extremely short, showing a different speed. Yang Guo was shocked and sweated coldly. He took the opportunity and grabbed a cavalry's right leg and pulled it down to block it. The sharp arrow shot. Five arrows were inserted into the human shield, all of which were penetrated. The sharp arrow was exposed from the previous one. Yang Guo was shocked and sweated coldly. Although the cavalry was not wearing armor, he was also wearing hard leather armor. The power of this arrow was much greater than those the day before yesterday!
Yang Guo roared to the sky and rushed towards another cavalry without hesitation. He raised his knife and slashed under the horse. He pulled the reins hard, turned the horse's head, stabbed the horse's back hips with a knife. The war horse neighed and rushed towards the bald general in a mad manner. Yang Guo held a knife in one hand and grabbed the body of more than 100 kilograms in the other hand, and rushed forward quickly. The Mongolian soldiers saw his intention and shouted at him. At the same time, more than a dozen personal soldiers protected the ten thousand men's captain Boluantai to retreat. Yang Guo ran and shouted: All are dispersed! Everyone is dispersed!
The Han people rushed up and fled like headless flies
Yang Guo took advantage of the chaos to avoid the nearby houses, and the arrows roared behind him. The Tartar cavalry shouted loudly and chased after him. Suddenly, his back felt like he was struck by lightning. After a burst of heart-wrenching pain, he became numb. Yang Guo knew that he had an arrow on his back and shouted secretly: What a powerful arm strength!
Although the arrow was blocked by double-layer bamboo boards, it still hit the back. Yang Guo did not dare to be careless and carried the Tartar corpse, which had been dragged by himself to one leg, on his back to enhance his defense. He could only hear a series of aggressive sounds. The dead ghost flesh shield behind him was probably shot into a hedgehog. He ran for a while and crashed into an alley, not daring to stay at all. He walked through the streets and into the alley, and in a moment, he had already thrown away the pursuers.
After hiding for a while, I couldn't help but worry when I heard that there were more and more Mongolian soldiers.
Seeing that they searched from house to house, they often punched and kicked the people. Yang Guo was so angry that his teeth were itchy. Suddenly, the Mongolians shouted loudly. Then, all the Mongolian soldiers rushed to the outside of the town.
Yang Guo didn't know what happened, but after waiting for a while, the street gradually calmed down.
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