The sword came out of Huashan, and swept the world from the world of swordsman

On the cliff not far from Guangmingding, Zhao Min and his group quietly watched the battle below.

Seeing Yue Zhuoqun alone suppressing all the righteous sects, Zhao Min's smart eyes were bright and she asked curiously: "Is that the man who has been making a lot of noise in the martial arts world recently?"

"That's him!"

"This man is really amazing. He not only overwhelmed the masters of the Mingjiao, but also defeated the heroes of the righteous sect by himself." Zhao Min turned around curiously and asked the two Xuanming elders standing behind him: "Two masters, how do your martial arts compare to him?"

Lu Zhangke was silent for a moment and said: "I haven't fought with him, so I don't know yet."

He was just praising himself. Although they didn't fight, the spectators below saw it all and knew that if they really fought against Yue Zhuoqun, they would lose more than they won.

Zhao Min frowned when she heard this, but she didn't expose him. She shook her head and sighed, "It's a pity that he is the leader of the Ming Cult, but his martial arts can't be used by our dynasty."

"What's the use of his martial arts? He is destined to die today." Hebi Wengsen said with a smile.

Wang Baobao has led 40,000 troops to guard under Guangmingding. As long as he gives an order, he can immediately wipe out the Ming Cult. No one on Guangmingding can leave alive.

Zhao Min frowned when she heard this: "Where is Master Cheng? Why hasn't he come back yet?"

"Princess, Cheng Kun is very cunning and his behavior is very mysterious. I don't know what he is doing at the moment." Ah Da bowed and replied.

"Humph! Forget about him. The battle between the righteous and the Ming Cult is over. When the time comes, we will go down the mountain and meet up with my brother and order the troops to go out."

"Yes!"

Several people responded, turned around and followed Zhao Min to go down the mountain. Only an ugly monk was still looking down with a hesitant look.

"Master Ku, what are you still looking at?" Zhao Min paused and asked in confusion.

"Um, ah~" Ku Tou Tuo gestured randomly twice, then followed with a smile, but the strange light in his eyes flashed away.

...

Below, the Mingjiao gang had just put Miejue and others into the dungeon, and Yan Yuan came over to report: "Master, the Tartar army is preparing to attack the mountain."

"How many people are there?"

"Forty thousand!"

Hearing this data, Yang Xiao and others' hearts sank.

There are tens of thousands of Mingjiao gang members, but most of them are scattered all over the place.

Yue Zhuoqun's five thousand thick earth troops only brought a thousand people, and the rest had to stay in Yuanzhou City.

The other four flags rushed back with only two or three thousand people.

As the left envoy of Guangming, Yang Xiao controls the four gates of heaven, earth, wind and thunder, and there are more than a thousand people left on Guangmingding.

Add to that the hundreds of disciples of the Sky Eagle Sect, and there are at most six thousand people.

Six thousand versus forty thousand, the numbers are too different.

Yue Zhuoqun's expression remained unchanged, and he asked calmly: "Are the people in the sect ready?"

"We have already ambushed them according to the leader's arrangement, and Brother Chang will be in charge."

"Okay, then let's wait for them to come and die!"

...

At the foot of the mountain, Wang Baobao stood in front of the army.

"The mountain road is rugged, and the Mingjiao must have set up many ambushes. Leave 5,000 people to guard the main roads down the mountain, and the shield infantry will go forward, and the rest of the army will advance steadily.

Send out the troops!"

"Send out the troops!"

With an order, thousands of shield soldiers marched in neat steps towards Guangmingding.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The neat footsteps shook the ground, and the momentum was terrifying.

When the army stepped into a narrow valley, they heard a rumbling sound above their heads, and countless boulders rolled down from the top of the cliff.

"There is an ambush, defend."

The shield soldiers immediately dodged to the foot of the cliff, raised their shields above their heads, and avoided most of the falling rocks. A few hit the shields, and the damage caused was not too serious.

When the falling rocks were all gone, the shield soldiers immediately led their troops to fight.

The Mingjiao gang members who were ambushed here did not entangle with them, and quickly retreated after a battle.

In this way, the Yuan and Mongolian army advanced all the way, encountering ambushes all the way, but they were easily resolved every time.

At the beginning, their speed of advancement was still very slow, but their momentum became more and more high, and their speed of advancement became faster and faster.

It seemed that they broke through the checkpoints, but in fact they were led by the Mingjiao disciples.

It was not until the army entered a long and narrow valley that Wang Baobao woke up with a shudder: "Not good~"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw countless large wooden barrels thrown down from the cliffs on both sides.

Bang, crash~

The wooden barrel hit the ground and broke instantly, a large amount of black liquid flowed out of it, and then another sulfur bomb was thrown down.

Rumble!

Explosions rose in the valley, the black liquid was ignited, and the flames that shot up into the sky engulfed the Yuan and Mongolian army.

The black liquid was the thick oil refined by the Fiery Flag. Once it was contaminated on the body and ignited, it could not be extinguished.

Screams and wails were everywhere.

"Charge! Charge at full speed."

HereIn the narrow valley, the team was too long. If they retreated, they would be trampled and killed. The only thing they could do was to rush through this valley under the flames.

When they finally got out, many soldiers were burned and had dry mouths.

Before they could reorganize the team, there was another chaos in front.

It turned out that there was a large pool of water after a waterfall. The soldiers with dry mouths could not bear it and rushed into the pool to drink.

After finally stopping the riot and reorganizing the team to continue moving forward, those who drank water or even touched water began to foam at the mouth and rolled on the ground in pain.

The flood flag people were good at using water poison. After Yue Zhuoqun subdued Wang Nangu, he asked her to prepare a colorless and tasteless poison and mix it in this pond.

Ordinary people could not see it at all. As long as they were contaminated, the toxicity would take effect within half a minute.

A fire, a pool of poisonous water, four to five thousand Tatars died, and thousands more were seriously injured and poisoned and lost their combat effectiveness.

Although there were still more than 20,000 troops intact, they were also frightened. Any slight movement around would make them alarm.

Even Wang Baobao hesitated, not knowing whether to continue moving forward.

"Brother, we can reach Guangmingding in half a mile ahead. There shouldn't be any big ambushes." Zhao Min said with a stern face.

She had watched the battle on Guangmingding before, and had some understanding of the terrain of this area. It was no longer suitable for setting traps.

Wang Baobao gritted his teeth and said, "Keep moving forward."

Sure enough, the next section of the road was very safe, and there was not even a shadow of a Mingjiao person.

It was not until he reached the spacious area in front of Guangmingding and saw the Mingjiao people waiting in formation that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ha! Just four or five thousand people, no problem."

Although thousands of soldiers were lost, there were still more than 25,000 who could fight.

25 to 5,000, the odds are on me!

When Wang Baobao thought of this, confidence took over his mind again, and he drove his horse forward and shouted loudly:

"Mingjiao thieves, your doom is here.

If you are smart, surrender now and swear allegiance to the court, you may still have a chance of survival."