Chapter 1099

Taotao River

Thousands of miles of corpses

It's impossible to count how many lives have been taken in a river like Yishui. Even the skillful riverside fisherman may be in trouble accidentally. But most people believe that after today, the number of people who have died in Yishui since ancient times is not as many as today.

Standing on the bamboo pole, Fang Xie looked back and said to Meng Yuan Khan, "I'll exchange four hundred ships for your 200000 lives. How can you not repay the national revenge?"

Until this moment, Meng Yuan suddenly felt how stupid and idiotic he was. Just before the river sank, mengge still sneered at Fang Xie's hypocrisy. But at this moment, he had nothing but grief and anger in his heart. He didn't even dare to hate each other. The tumbling open soldiers in the river seemed to turn into knives, stabbing them in his heart, and the knives saw blood.

A guard jumped down from the big ship that had begun to tilt with mengge in his arms, stepped on a broken boat board, and the river was surging. The wave rushing down the upstream overturned the last hope of the wolf cavalry to win. These men who have lived on horseback for decades are weak in front of the river, as if they were made of soil, and are melted by the river.

The surging sound of the wave can't suppress the wailing sound that resounds through the sky, so bleak.

Mengge could not see a trace of blood on his face. Maybe he had been taken away most of his life when he saw the first sunken ship, or maybe his soul had been scared away. Now all that was left was a body. He was like a man who fell into an ice river and was picked up in cold winter. His pale lower lip was a palpitating cyan.

For decades, there has never been a moment of despair like today.

If the guard hadn't worked hard, he would have fallen into the river and gone with the wave.

The king's court guards tried their best to rescue him from the water and dragged him to the shore. Mengge was wet all over. He was dragged up like a corpse without any action. He looked straight at the sky as if something was absorbing his soul.

As the highest general in the royal court, Kuo Ketai mengxueya saved several soldiers in the river, and then had to go ashore to breathe. In the power of nature, even if his cultivation is amazing, it is difficult to resist. The power of that wave is far more than any practitioner he has seen. No one can use such powerful moves.

"Sweat..."

The blood teeth sitting on one side looked at mengge lying not far away, but they didn't know what to say.

The river rolled a large number of corpses down, and they didn't know where they would eventually float. Han people have a terrible rumor that even the soul of people who die in the water will be imprisoned in the water. So xueya's heart was full of fear. These dead soldiers will become ghosts imprisoned in the water forever and can't return to their hometown.

At this moment, xueya suddenly wanted to ask mengge, why do we... Make the eastern expedition?

By the river, kuytai Mondo struggled to climb up and drank a few salivas before he was saved. There were nearly 200000 wolf cavalry, and none of them crossed the river. Mengyuan people always believed that bathing in the river was disrespect for the gods, which led to the situation that these soldiers could do nothing but struggle in the water today.

"Fang Xie!"

Don't climb ashore and gasp and scold: "I said, such a person can't be trusted! He's not a man at all, he's... He's a devil!"

He struggled to stand up and looked at the East Bank of the river: "if you have the ability to fight with us with real swords and guns, what kind of hero is it to win by such sinister and sinister means! You Han commanders use tricks and never dare to fight like a man!"

"Fang Xie!"

Don't yell, "I'll break you to pieces!"

Poof!

A armour piercing cone flew over from a distance and suddenly appeared in front of Dobe. It's too late when don't see it. The arrow came too fast. He didn't see it until he was in front of him. It was too late to think about the reaction. The armour piercing cone accurately penetrated into his heart, pierced into the front chest, and then the arrowhead drilled out of his back.

All the people breathing on the shore were frightened by the arrow, and no one noticed where it came from. Don't subconsciously lower your head to see the feather arrows "growing" on your body, and the corners of your mouth twitch involuntarily. He raised his hand to pull the feather arrow out of his body, and the strength of the arrow rod he touched began to lose rapidly.

With a plop, Dobe's body fell back.

His curse stopped suddenly, and there was a rapid inhalation in his throat. Each inhalation was like the sound of a perforated bellows. The short breath did not last long, and his mouth was so stiff when he opened.

People's eyes were full of fear and began to subconsciously look for the direction of the feather arrow.

Jiang Xin

There are many centipede Clippers on the east bank. The sailors of the black flag army rowed their boats and rushed here. Those warships rowed open the water, just like giant animals climbing over the water quickly.

On the front of a centipede express, the young man in a long black shirt was holding a hard bow and an arrow pot at his feet. There was no expression on his face, no joy or anger. He just drew a feather arrow from the arrow pot and shot it out to kill a Mongolian Yuan man. Then draw out a feather arrow and kill a Mongolian Yuan man.

Expressionless and focused on killing.

On the Clippers behind him, the archers of the black flag army in black armor were sitting the same thing. They opened their bows and put arrows to send the Mongolian Yuan people to hell. Whether they are struggling in the water or gasping on the shore, they are the targets of hunting.

It looks like a group of emotionless killing machines.

Feather arrows flew over one by one and turned over the Mongolian Yuan people one by one.

......

......

A Mongolian Yuan wolf cavalry saw a ship floating not far away. His desire to win made him instinctively rush there. Although he couldn't swim, his desire made him approach the ship a little bit. The waves had hurt his eyes and he couldn't see who was standing on the boat.

Finally, he put one hand on the side of the ship.

At that moment, he felt his tight muscles relax involuntarily. A drowning person can never release his hand after touching a life-saving thing. So it's just his own illusion that the muscles relax. It's his tight spirit, not his muscles, that relaxes.

"Help me!"

His voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

"Please help me!"

He shouted, trying his best.

His answer was a sharp knife.

The blade cleaved down from his head. With great strength, the blade easily removed half of the skull of the Mongolian Yuan soldier. Red blood and white brain were sprinkled into the river in an instant, dyeing a small piece of nearby water red. But soon, the red was washed away by the water.

The body floated downstream and didn't know where to return.

The soldiers of the black flag army rowed back and forth on the river, killing one Mongolian Yuan after another in despair. If you don't know what the Mongolians have done, perhaps no one can understand the ruthlessness on the faces of the black flag soldiers at this time. They had no mercy at all, but kept shooting arrows and waving blades.

Poof!

A guard standing next to mengge was shot through the eye socket by an arrow. The feather arrow was inserted into his head and was still shaking. The wailing soldier dared not pull out the feather arrow, and ran with his hands covering his face in pain. He ran seven steps forward and fell heavily to the ground.

When he fell down, the feather arrow was broken by him, but under the action of strength, the feather arrow poked in deeply, and a small piece of scalp bulged behind the skull, but the feather arrow still didn't come out in the end.

Mengge still lay on the ground and looked up at him. The soulless Mengyuan Khan was more like a corpse than those who died. The soldier who fell seven steps away from him looked more alive than him, because the soldier had just died tragically, but he was like an ancient corpse that had been dried for thousands of years.

"Sweat!"

Blood teeth ran over, picked up mengge and wanted to run away. Suddenly, he was black in front of him. He was hit by a strong force on his chest. His body involuntarily flew out towards the back, and then fell heavily to the ground. Before he could react, the man in black who had defeated him so easily put his foot on his chest and sank.

The surging internal strength poured into xueya's body, just like a mountain pressed on him. Xueya lost consciousness and fainted after only holding on for a moment.

Fang Xie waved his hand, and then several brave riders came to school and tied up the blood teeth with a special ox tendon rope. I don't know why Fang Xie didn't kill this man directly. Although the constitution of blood teeth is special and can recover quickly, he can't recover if he broke his skull directly.

When the blood teeth were blown away, mengge also fell heavily to the ground.

But he didn't respond and still looked straight at the sky.

His self-confidence was completely shattered at this moment. This blow was much greater than when he learned that the king of Da Lun Ming was not the real master of Da Lun temple.

His sight was blocked by a dark shadow and he couldn't see the blue sky.

Fang Xie's figure with his head down appeared in mengge's eyes.

"If I begged you to kill me, would you do it?"

Mungo asked.

The voice was so strange and unpleasant, as if it were the voice of another person.

"No"

Fang Xie shook his head and answered seriously, "because you are my enemy. If it's better for me to let the enemy live than to let the enemy die, why should I kill you? You're still useful to me, and my punishment for you is not over. I'm afraid the corpses you see today are not as many as the Han people you killed all the way, so the revenge is not over."

Fang Xie looked into mengge's eyes: "I will send someone to send you to the northwest, and then send someone to contact General Wangting in menglie's army in your name. In this way, many people will come back to you. In order to protect your Khan's status, World War II. How I wish to see you Mengyuan people continue to kill each other? I hope you won't let me down."

"No way!"

Mengge squeezed out two words from his mouth, and then reached out to touch the machete still hanging around his waist.

"You have no right to decide your own life and death."

His hands were held down by two cavalry schools and soon tied up.

"If you can catch me, how can you control my spirit?"

Mengge smiled grimly, looking for the last trace of self-esteem.

"I can"

Fang Xie's answer, like a heavy hammer, shattered mengge's last bit of dignity.

"Kill my people and break my mountains and rivers. If I don't repay them ten times, how can I be worthy of the people and respect me as a king? My mountains and rivers are broken, and I let the grassland be broken. You shouldn't lead troops to the Central Plains for any purpose. Since you came, the knives in the hands of my soldiers and I are waiting to drink blood."

He looked down at Mongo.

"The blood is not enough, and the knife is not full."