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Chapter 223 Gods Destroy the World
Duan Zhengchun nodded in satisfaction, and without hesitation, he swung his wrist, and the last assassin fell into a pool of blood.
He never promised anyone that he would be spared if he did.
"Old Master Huang, Old Urchin, let's go. The show is only half over, it's time for us to change the scene."
Immediately afterwards, Duan Zhengchun dropped the sword in his hand and turned to walk away.
Upon hearing Duan Zhengchun's words, Huang Yaoshi and Zhou Botong immediately followed, leaving behind three generals, including Lü Wenhuan, who were dumbfounded, as well as a courtyard full of soldiers who felt a chill run down their spines.
That night, Duan Zhengchun, along with Huang Yaoshi and Zhou Botong, and with the help of the Qingyi Guards, stormed into several Mongol army camps outside Xiangyang City, wreaking havoc on all sides!
Overnight, the Mongol army lost many of its generals and retreated in the chaos!
After being besieged for many days, Xiangyang City finally had a chance to breathe again.
Only then did everyone understand Duan Zhengchun's intention, and no one felt that his ruthless killing was a mistake.
...
Half a month later.
Inside the Linglong Inn, Duan Zhengchun didn't emerge from his room until the sun was high in the sky. Xiaolongnu immediately ordered the kitchen to prepare a sumptuous breakfast, which was laid out on a table in the first-floor hall.
Duan Zhengchun looked at the sumptuous feast on the table and couldn't help but lick his lips, his mouth watering.
"Everyone, please sit down. Are you starving? Let's eat."
Little Dragon Girl waved her hand, signaling Lu Wushuang and the others to take their seats.
Since Duan Zhengchun had not woken up, they had not eaten breakfast. Accompanying Duan Zhengchun to breakfast every day had almost become a habit.
As soon as they sat down, the women couldn't wait to pick up their chopsticks and ate with great relish.
"It seems that Linglong is still the most virtuous and capable. Otherwise, someone wouldn't have stayed up all night and only crawled out of bed when the sun was high in the sky."
While serving food to Gongsun Lü'e, Xiaolongnu said something sarcastic.
Upon hearing this, Linglong, who was standing nearby, quickly lowered her head, her face already flushed red.
The other girls all lowered their heads and chuckled when they heard this.
As the person with the highest martial arts skills and closest to Duan Zhengchun, Xiaolongnu had long been considered their elder sister. Even when Li Mochou came, she had to call her "elder sister".
So, apart from Duan Zhengchun, Xiaolongnu's words were the rules and orders, and no one dared to disrespect her.
"It's so sour! What does it taste like?"
Duan Zhengchun frowned, glanced at the dishes on the table, and pretended to be puzzled.
Little Dragon Girl pouted, glared at Duan Zhengchun, and threw down her chopsticks to leave. Duan Zhengchun quickly pulled her into his arms.
"Are you angry? How about this, you take over tonight, and I'll sleep until dark tomorrow."
Duan Zhengchun looked down at Xiaolongnu, who was feigning displeasure, and said softly, a sly smile appearing on his lips.
Upon hearing this, Xiaolongnu's face instantly turned bright red. She hurriedly looked up at the other women and saw that they were all covering their mouths and snickering. She quickly struggled to break free from Duan Zhengchun's embrace.
Everyone knows that her voice is usually the loudest.
Seeing the embarrassed Little Dragon Girl, Duan Zhengchun couldn't help but laugh out loud, raised his wine cup, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.
The women exchanged glances and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
During the ceasefire, Duan Zhengchun spent almost all his time at the Linglong Inn, enjoying a more carefree life than he did at the Yunyu Pavilion on Qixia Mountain.
Just then, footsteps sounded, and Guo Jing suddenly strode in from outside, his brows furrowed.
"Why is Big Brother here?"
Duan Zhengchun raised an eyebrow and asked slowly.
Judging from Guo Jing's expression, he guessed that something bad was about to happen.
"Brother Yin, our scouts report that the Mongol army has returned and is once again pressing towards Xiangyang!"
"Moreover, this time it was the Mongol Great Khan Möngke who personally led the expedition!"
Guo Jing quickly approached and said with a furrowed brow.
Upon hearing this, the women beside him all changed their expressions, and the smiles on their faces vanished instantly.
How many troops are there?
Duan Zheng frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice.
"Almost the entire force was mobilized, numbering a full 300,000!"
Guo Jing replied with a solemn expression.
Upon hearing this, Duan Zhengchun narrowed his eyes and fell into deep thought.
The garrison in Xiangyang now numbers less than 70,000, while the Mongol army has 300,000 cavalry, almost five times that number. Once the war begins, unless reinforcements are urgently dispatched, it is only a matter of time before Xiangyang falls!
With 70,000 people against 300,000, there is almost no chance of victory, even with the help of many martial arts masters!
This time, Xiangyang is truly at a critical juncture!
...
Two days later.
The war between the Song and the Mongol dynasties was triggered again, and Xiangyang was once again in dire straits.
Lü Wenhuan led 70,000 troops to defend Xiangyang and fought to the death against 300,000 Mongol troops, without retreating an inch.
Guo Jing and Huang Rong also led dozens of martial arts masters into the Mongol army. However, dozens of martial arts masters were like a drop in the ocean among an army of 300,000. They were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. No matter how high their martial arts skills were, they could not turn the tide of the battle.
Xiangyang is in grave danger!
Under the cover of night, Duan Zhengchun stood atop the city wall, gazing at the battlefield before him, ablaze with fire and filled with the deafening roar of battle, his brows furrowed deeply.
He knew perfectly well that if he didn't think of another way, Xiangyang would surely fall!
At that time, the Mongol army will surely advance unimpeded and capture Lin'an, leaving the Song Dynasty with no power to resist!
However, the messenger sent by Lü Wenhuan to Lin'an for help has not yet returned. Faced with the overwhelming force of 300,000 Mongol cavalry, the imperial court seems to have abandoned Xiangyang.
However, Duan Zhengchun did not give up, because behind him were countless innocent people. If the Mongol army were to cross Xiangyang, the consequences would be unimaginable!
Moreover, he would absolutely not allow the Mongol army to succeed easily and destroy the Song Dynasty in the same way they destroyed Dali!
Even if he cannot change the final outcome, he will make the Mongol army pay the most terrible price!
Just then, a commotion came from behind, and then hundreds of figures rushed out of the city gate and surged into the depths of the battlefield!
Duan Zhengchun saw the leader clearly and was momentarily stunned.
"They're from the Quanzhen Sect!"
Lu Wu's eyes lit up, and he immediately shouted out a sentence.
That's right, the group that suddenly appeared was a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, and the leader was Lin Zhiyuan!
The Quanzhen Sect mobilized almost its entire force, including Liu Chuxuan, Hao Datong, and Sun Bu'er!
Immediately afterwards, a piercing cry rang out, and a colossal creature swept across the sky above the city wall, flying directly towards the enemy. With a flap of its two enormous wings, the Mongol soldiers on the battlefield were instantly thrown into chaos, falling overboard and their horses in disarray!
"It's Guo'er!"
Little Dragon Girl pointed in the direction of the sky and said excitedly.
That enormous creature that suddenly appeared was none other than the Divine Eagle!
Yang Guo stood on the north side of the Divine Condor, wielding the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword in his hand, and charged into the enemy formation without hesitation!
"It's time to fight back!"
Duan Zhengchun narrowed his eyes, raised his voice and said something, then pressed the mechanism of the sword box, and the Lingxiao Sword was drawn from its sheath!
Immediately afterwards, Duan Zhengchun leaped down from the city wall and rushed straight towards Yang Guo's direction. He had already thought of a way to turn the tide of battle!
He was determined to try, no matter what!
As Duan Zhengchun leaped down from the city wall, Xiaolongnu, Lu Wushuang, Cheng Ying, Gongsun Lüe, Wanyan Ping, and Linglong simultaneously jumped down, following closely behind Duan Zhengchun, and charged into the enemy ranks!
"Guo'er! Can I borrow the eagle?"
Duan Zhengchun quickly caught up with Yang Guo and shouted loudly.
"Master!"
Yang Guo responded, immediately slowed down, pulled Duan Zhengchun onto the Divine Condor, and headed straight for the rear of the Mongol army!
In the rear, the Mongol Khan Möngke sat on a chariot, commanding this battle that was bound to be won!
Just then, a gust of wind swept in, and the surrounding Mongol soldiers were instantly thrown off their horses and men, and even their chariots began to shake and become unstable!
Mongke stared wide-eyed at the sky in disbelief, his expression instantly changing drastically!
Duan Zhengchun leaped down, directly swooping down from the Divine Eagle, and unleashed the full power of his Lingxiao Sword!
Immediately afterwards, a powerful sword aura appeared out of thin air, sweeping away a group of Mongol cavalrymen around the chariot!
Amidst screams, Mongol soldiers and their horses were instantly killed or wounded, a scene of utter carnage resembling the destruction of the world by a god!
"Protect the Khan!"
The surviving Mongol soldiers around them panicked, screaming hysterically as they struggled to rush towards the Khan, who sat frozen on his chariot...