crossing with green hills

"General, this group of Tartars are coming aggressively this time. They have been attacking continuously for days. It seems that they will not stop if they fail to achieve their goals."

"Several years of stalemate, consuming a lot of food and grass, and the Song Dynasty's occupation of the rich Zhongzhou can no longer support it. These grassland people live in a relatively barren desert. Such a protracted war has already overwhelmed them.

Now, they have only two ways to retreat and attack.But it took such a lot of effort, if it is the former, they must not be reconciled, and it happens to coincide with our provocation, and if we fight together, they will naturally vow not to give up. "

Yang Kang smiled, his eyes flashed coldly, "If you want to go south, plunder the Central Plains, and rule the rivers and mountains of the Han family, it depends on whether their teeth are hard enough!"

Half a month later, facing the prairie people in a decisive battle, the Song army, which had been planning for a long time, finally showed its sharpest minions.

In the hinterland of the desert, the leaders of the main combat faction with a tough attitude encountered the Song army hiding deep inside the enemy army, and they were assassinated one after another.

The kind that goes on and on, not afraid of life and death.

The buffer zone between the desert and the Great Song Dynasty

On several huge frontal battlefields, tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of people were strangled together, with blood splattered and stumps flying.

Boom~~!

A sound of "Booming Thunder" exploded on the battlefield, as if the sky was thundering and the ground was on fire. Amidst the huge rumbling sound, the earth and rocks exploded, screaming again and again, and the corpses lay horizontally, taking away the lives of several elite prairie cavalry.

Long~~!

The sounds that come and go are especially harsh on the battlefield. Every time there is a roar, the soldiers on the grassland are panicked, and the generals are terrified and their eyes are tearing apart.

This sound seems to be short, but every time it takes away the precious lives of the digital prairie boys.

Even if they were not afraid of death, they were helpless in the face of such a fierce attack from the Song army, and their hearts were cold.

Heavy casualties.

"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!"

After all, he didn't want Erlang to cause unnecessary casualties anymore, the commanders of the major battlefields quickly made a decision, their faces were ugly, and they called for gold to withdraw their troops.

"General, the power of this blasting thunder is really terrifying. Just a small piece can kill several elite soldiers in an instant. Now it is used in a decisive battle. It is used as a trump card by surprise, and it will get twice the result with half the effort. , the strength is greatly damaged.

Now that our army has won this battle, I am afraid that we will be able to return to Middle-earth soon. "

Yang Kang was smiling. This Thunderbolt came from Xianjun. It is said that he came here by chance from a flower planter who specialized in how to prevent flower thieves.

Compared with the artillery of today's imperial court, it is even more powerful than it is.

Even if a martial arts master is attacked several times, he will be blown to pieces.

It is not easy to make this thing, but fortunately, they have saved enough to meet this day.

So far, the effect is really good.

Still, it's not enough...

Seeing the enemy's retreat, Yang Kang would not let go of this difficult opportunity. With a wave of the spear in his hand, like an arrow from the string, he took the lead and led his subordinates into the enemy's camp.

The prairie Tartars tried their best to cover the evacuation of the remaining soldiers and horses, and the barely formed defensive formation was broken up.

The gun light flashed, and blood flew everywhere.

The same scene happened one after another on different battlefields.

……

At the same time, Li Tiansheng, who had been out of the mountain for more than a month, was also swaying, as if deliberately delaying time, watching the wonders of the desert along the way, imitating nature, and at the same time with an open mind, he finally arrived at the destination.

The ruler of all tribes in the desert today - the grassland tribe where Temujin lives.

Ignoring the surrounding soldiers on guard duty, he unleashed the Eight Diagrams Walking Dragon Step, swift and breathless like the wind, bypassing the strict guards and entering the camp.

After the discussion was over, everyone retreated, and when only the prairie man was left in the tent, Li Tiansheng appeared in front of him without making a sound.

"Tiemuzhen, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you are safe and well! However, your complexion doesn't look very good." Li Tiansheng's voice sounded abruptly.

Temu, who was concentrating on something, jumped in his heart, and looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him in surprise. Fortunately, this extraordinary person came back to his senses in an instant, his face was normal, and his eyes were deep, making people unable to see clearly. .

He avoided answering Li Tiansheng's questions.

The two looked at each other without saying a word, allowing time to be silent and the still water to flow deep.

After about a stick of incense, I looked at the opposite person who was sitting leisurely, took out the tea leaves that I carried with me, scooped up some water, and made tea calmly with luck and inner strength.

Temujin couldn't help the corner of his mouth twitching, and complained in his heart, "It's really burdensome everywhere!"

However, looking at this "old acquaintance", with the same green and tender complexion as the first time, the years have not left traces on his body, and there are still turbulent waves in his heart.

Longevity, since ancient times, has been a supreme temptation to those in power.

Especially for Temujin, who is old and sick, he is like a moth to a flame.

"Li Tiansheng, you have gained longevity." Temujin finally couldn't hold on anymore and asked impatiently.

"No!"

"then you……!"

"It's just a fluke, a breakthrough, and a step forward along with Changsheng."

"Is there really immortality in this world?" Temujin looked excited, his nostrils constricted, and he asked with a flushed face.

"Have!"

"That……"

"But not within your reach."

"Why? I am sitting on a vast grassland, and this desert is under my command. My status is not much lower than that of your Song Dynasty emperor."

"So, he's dead!"

Temujin: ...

Chapter 42 I come to fight with you

"So, he's dead!"

Temujin: ...

Temujin was stunned for a moment, he knew that the "he" in Li Tiansheng's mouth did not refer to the current Emperor Song Ting, but the Song Emperor who died of illness five years ago.

Song Ningzong, Zhao Kuo.