The soldiers who had cultivated the Eight Trigrams footwork wielded their dual blades and flashed out. The blades instantly slashed across the necks of the Mongolian soldiers who had fallen off their horses and become infantrymen. Blood spurted out wildly, taking the lives of the Mongolian soldiers.
? The Mongolian soldiers suffered heavy casualties.
Guo Jing was very grateful to Wang Zhe. The Mongolian soldiers were tough. Whether they were cavalrymen or infantrymen, they had strong combat strength.
At this moment, these valiant Mongolian soldiers were being slaughtered like chickens and ducks. Guo Jing was delighted to see them.
Not long after, the Mongolian soldiers retreated, leaving behind corpses all over the ground.
The warhorses whose legs had been cut off were brought back by the soldiers. This was a good source of meat, and it was a good reward for the soldiers.
Wang Zhe personally cooked, and the fragrance spread out, making people drool.
In the military camp, Wang Zhe, Xiao Longnu, Guo Jing, Huang Rong, and Lu Wende sat around a table and tasted the roasted horse meat and horse broth.
The three of them were naturally full of praise for Wang Zhe's culinary skills.
"Lord Lu, Hero Guo, I'm afraid the city won't be peaceful tonight.”Wang Zhe said meaningfully.
Guo Jing and Lu Wende immediately laughed. Guo Jing said,"Lord Lu and I have already made preparations, so don't worry.”
"That's for the best." Wang Zhe nodded.
However, late at night, Wang Zhe still quietly arrived at the west of the city. There was an empty space there. At this moment, it was used as a camp for the people who had been driven to Xiangyang by the Mongolian army during the day. A large number of simple and crude shacks were temporarily built.
Sweeping his Psyche Power across the camp, Wang Zhe sneered.
Mist suddenly appeared and quickly spread, enveloping the entire camp.
Guo Jing witnessed this scene with his own eyes and could not help but be secretly surprised. It was baffling. Why would there be fog all of a sudden?
Moreover, the fog was so strange that it actually enveloped the camp where the people were settled.
Suddenly, a shrill scream rang out in the camp. Guo Jing's expression changed drastically as he shouted,"Follow me!"
A group of martial artists rushed out from the shadows and quickly charged into the camp.?
The thick fog quickly dispersed, and many commoners were already awakened.
"Don't panic, fellow villagers. Take a closer look to see if your family is safe!”Guo Jing shouted.
The people gradually settled down, and a dozen or so quiet shacks attracted attention.
When they opened the doors of these shacks, a strong smell of blood assaulted their faces. The people inside were all dead. There was a piece of paper on the corpses, and on it was written: Mongol spies should be killed!
The group of martial artists instantly went into an uproar.?
The dead bodies were taken away, the blood stains were cleaned up, and the people rested again after being appeased.
Guo Jing and the others looked at the corpses and felt a chill. The cause of death of these corpses was that they had been pierced by ice thorns from the lower jaw into the brain.
"The killer first has the ability to create a thick fog. He can create a thick fog that covers the camp in a short period of time. At the same time, he can move freely in the fog and kill these Mongolian spies without being noticed. Is that even possible?"
"Of course not! " Some people might be able to create fog, but no one can create fog that only covers the encampment in such a short period of time right under our eyes.”
"Strange, what happened tonight was really strange!”
"Could it be the work of a demon?"
The group of martial artists discussed animatedly. They made all sorts of guesses, but they were all rejected.?
For some reason, Wang Zhe's figure appeared in Guo Jing's mind. He had a strong feeling that this was Wang Zhe's doing.
The night dissipated, and light shone on the world again.
The commander of the Mongolian army was furious. The army was already prepared. Once the spies among the people opened the city gates, they would immediately charge and seize Xiangyang.
However, after a night, there was no movement at all. They had almost fallen asleep waiting for the signal.
"General, I'm afraid that our secret room has been discovered by the Song army, so we couldn't act according to the plan.”the deputy general said.
"Order the soldiers to go back and rest."
Xiangyang City, Guo Mansion.
"Hero Guo, there's only one way to force the Mongol army to retreat, and that's to kill Kublai Khan." Wang Zhe said after taking a sip of tea. With the death of the Mongol Emperor, the Mongol Empire's attention was shifted to the struggle for power. They no longer had the mood to attack Xiangyang.”
" Yes." Guo Jing nodded slowly." You're right. If Kublai Khan is killed, the Mongolian army will retreat without a fight."”
"So I decided to assassinate Kublai Khan.”Wang Zhe said. His words did not surprise Guo Jing because Guo Jing knew Wang Zhe's plan when he heard Wang Zhe's suggestion.
"Are you confident?" Guo Jing asked solemnly.
This was taking the head of an enemy leader from an army of ten thousand, and the difficulty was extremely high.
Wang Zhe smiled faintly." If I wasn't confident, I wouldn't have mentioned it. Although I, Wang Zhe, am willing to contribute to the Great Song, I have not reached the point of sacrificing myself.”
That night, thick fog filled the Mongolian camp. Soon, Kublai Khan's guards discovered that he had died in the main tent.
Soon after, the higher-ups of the Mongolian army were all found dead in the tent. The cause of death was that their heads had been twisted off.
The Mongol Emperor and the higher-ups of the army were all assassinated. For a time, the Mongol army was without a leader.
However, it was not as if there was no one left. When a mid-level officer gathered his colleagues at a critical moment and regained command, his first order was to retreat.
Losing their commander and high-ranking generals, there was only one outcome for them if they didn't retreat, and that was to be annihilated by the Song army.
Seeing the Mongolian army retreat, Guo Jing was extremely grateful to Wang Zhe.
Wang Zhe bid farewell to Guo Jing and his wife, then left with Xiao Longnu.
Wang Zhe and Xiao Longnu didn't return to Ancient Tomb Sect. Instead, they started to travel around the world.
After traveling around the Great Song, they went to neighboring countries such as Dali. As for Xixia, Tubo, and Mongolia, there was nothing worth seeing in these places, and they were not very friendly to the Song people.
Fishing in the sea, climbing mountains to pick up mountain delicacies, the two of them had a wonderful time.
However, Wang Zhe temporarily left this world one year later. The moment he left, time in this world stopped flowing.
Back in reality, it was dawn and time began to flow.
Wang Zhe stretched and got up to wash up and make breakfast. Then, he called his parents and two younger sisters to eat.
After breakfast, Wang Zhe went to the clinic as usual. If there were no patients, he would read.
While reading online novels, Wang Zhe had a sudden idea. Perhaps he could write a martial arts novel himself and write the specific cultivation methods in the novel.
After this idea was formed, it was out of control. Wang Zhe even used his extraordinary talent to come up with a novel.
In an hour, Wang Zhe had written the complete outline.
With Wang Zhe's hand speed, he could write tens of thousands of words per hour.
Ten days later, Wang Zhe wrote a novel with a total of more than 2.3 million words.
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