On the desolate ancient road, a man and a horse slowly moved forward.
The white-robed young man had a handsome face and his eyes were like stars. His every move was unrestrained and unrestrained.
"Rise, the people will suffer. Death, the people will suffer!”Mu Han could not help but sigh.
On the way to Shaolin Temple, he had personally witnessed the tragic scene of Song Meng's battle.
Many villages were burned down because of the war, and many families were destroyed because of the war.
"These Mongolian Tartars are really despicable. They made me not even have a place to eat. When I practice my martial arts, I will destroy them.”
Mu Han had nothing to do with the Song Dynasty being destroyed by Mongolia or the Mongolia being destroyed by the Song Dynasty. However, due to the war, Mu Han could not even find an inn these days. Sometimes, he could only get some dry food to fill his stomach.
Suddenly, a large group of Song Dynasty citizens rushed over from afar. Their faces were filled with panic and fear.
"What's wrong, uncle?" Mu Han stopped his horse and asked an old man with gray hair and a face full of dust.
"Young Master, you should quickly escape as well. The Mongolian cavaliers are here.”
The old man's eyes were filled with fear as he hurriedly said. Before he could finish speaking, he had already walked far away.
"Oh?"
Mu Han raised his head and looked at the village in the distance. He saw thick smoke rising into the sky. From time to time, there were shrill cries, the neighing of horses, and the crisp sound of metal.
"Giddyup!"
Mu Han waved his horsewhip and whipped it fiercely, speeding towards the village.
When he heard about the Mongolian cavaliers, Mu Han was not afraid at all. Instead, he was extremely excited.
It seemed that he could gain another wave of system points!
Soon, the village appeared in front of Mu Han. However, the tragic scene in front of him made Mu Han unable to look at it.
The houses in the village were burning with raging flames, raising thick smoke. There were more than a hundred corpses lying around them, including children of three to five years old. Blood was glaring and broken limbs were everywhere.
Fifty to sixty Mongolian cavaliers had sinister smiles on their faces. They held Mongolian long knives and chased after the Song Dynasty citizens who had yet to escape.
"Father, Mother!"
One of the girls, who was around seven or eight years old, cried out. She had no idea that a Mongolian cavalryman was charging over from behind her. He raised his saber high and swung it at her.
"Tsk!"
However, just as the Mongolian cavalryman was about to split the girl into two, an ancient sword arrived first. It pierced through her chest and stabbed her to death.
"Ding! " Congratulations, Master. You have killed an unranked Mongolian cavalryman. You are rewarded with 10 system points."”
At this moment, the girl's parents had also arrived. They pulled the girl into their arms and quickly said to Mu Han,"Thank you for saving my life, young hero."
"Hurry up and take the child away."
Mu Han said calmly as he looked ahead. Dozens of Mongolian cavaliers had already noticed Mu Han and were rushing towards him.
"Good!"
Mu Han held the Xuanyuan Sword and rode on his white horse. Instead of retreating, he charged into the Mongolian cavaliers.
Every time he swung his sword, a Mongolian cavalryman's head would fly into the sky. Fresh blood gushed out. The Mongolian cavalrymen who were killed did not even have the time to let out a scream before their bodies fell to the ground.
The sound of system notifications rang in Mu Han's ears from time to time.
Mu Han's ferocity also caused the usually arrogant Mongolian cavaliers to panic and fear.
"Release the arrows!" A Mongolian cavalryman shouted angrily.
At this moment, the other Mongolian cavaliers seemed to have woken up from a dream. They took out their bows and arrows from behind and shot at Mu Han.
"Whoosh!"
Arrows that flashed with cold light shot towards Mu Han like lightning.
The Mongolian cavaliers were good at riding and archery. Under a volley of arrows, no matter how good their martial arts were, they would die on the battlefield.
When the Mongol army was attacking the city, the Song Dynasty's army was rarely able to withstand the Mongolian cavaliers 'volley of arrows. Over the years, many Chinese martial artists had died under the Mongolian cavaliers' arrows.?
The Mongolian cavalryman revealed a sinister smile as he watched the sky full of arrows shoot towards Mu Han.
No one could block the Mongolian cavaliers 'volley!
However, in the next moment, the smile on the Mongolian cavalier general's lips froze on his face.?
Because he saw Mu Han's figure suddenly disappear.
In the next moment, a handsome figure appeared in front of him.
"Yin!"
A crisp and melodious sound of a sword rang out. The Mongolian cavalier general saw an ancient sword rapidly enlarging in his eyes.
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