It was indeed too dangerous for Guo Jing to charge alone against the hundreds of thousands of Mongolian soldiers.
After he left, he would still need Guo Jing to guard Xiangyang. He could not let anything happen to Guo Jing.
"Liu Haoren."
"Yes, sir."
"Liu Haoren, I order you and Hero Guo to charge and break through the enemy lines together. There must be no mistakes. Open the city gates and kill!"
After giving the order to Liu Haoren, Mu Qingxiao opened the gates of Xiangyang City. Guo Jing and Liu Haoren were dressed in martial attire and led the soldiers out.
The hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Hall of the Nine Clouds followed closely behind.
The hundreds of thousands of soldiers engaged in a fierce battle. The scene was shocking. The disciples of the Hall of the Nine Clouds attacked fearlessly. They pointed their swords at the Mongolian flag!
In an instant, smoke rose everywhere. The sound of drums thundered. Both sides engaged in close combat. On the battlefield, soldiers fell into pools of blood one after another.
The number of soldiers on both sides was about the same. Therefore, the deciding factor of this battle was equipment. The most important factor was the difference in combat power.
However, there was another deciding factor, and that was morale. As the hall master of the Hall of the Nine Clouds, Mu Qingxiao could not just stand by and watch. Morale was not something that one was born with. It could be created.
At this moment, both sides had suffered heavy losses. Guo Jing and Liu Haoren had already charged into the center of the Mongolian army. Soldiers and horses were thrown off their feet. They were bathed in blood. Corpses were everywhere.
This was how the battlefield worked. You kill me, I kill you. There was no mercy.
Guo Jing held his spear and killed his way through the Mongolian army. Liu Haoren did not pale in comparison.
Although he started martial arts a little late, Mu Qingxiao had taught him the "Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture" and the "Nine Yin Manual". Because his talent was not bad, he had broken through to the Grandmaster Realm two years ago.
Otherwise, as the vice hall master of the Hall of the Nine Clouds, he would not be able to convince the others.
He held the sword in his hand, and nine spiraling shadows shuttled through the Mongol army. Everywhere the sword passed, blood splattered, and many Mongol soldiers fell.
Yang Guo was incredibly valiant. He held his sword and followed beside Guo Jing. While supporting him, there were many Mongol soldiers who died at his hands. With Guo Jing and Liu Haoren holding him back, it was quite easy.
There was also a black-robed Daoist nun in the midst of the army.
After Mu Qingxiao gave the Nine Yin Manual to Li Mochou, the latter disappeared without a trace. It was unexpected that he would appear on the battlefield.
She was surrounded by Mongolian soldiers, so she had no qualms about making a move.
Hundreds of needles shot out, and the Mongolian soldiers fell down in droves. With just a flick of his whisk, he could take the life of a Mongolian soldier. As expected of the Scarlet Serpent Deity, Li Mochou!
Big Wu and Little Wu had no choice but to let go of their hatred. Guo Fu also entered the battlefield under the protection of the disciples of the Hall of the Nine Clouds.
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A few hours later, the battlefield was covered in smoke, and cannon fire filled the sky.
At the back of the Mongol camp, Khubilai looked at the situation on the battlefield, and his face was extremely dark.
He did not expect the Hall of the Nine Clouds to be able to stop the Mongol army from going south.
Furthermore, there had been no news from the Mongol State Teacher Jinlun Fawang for close to a week. Khubilai did not have any hope that the State Teacher and the others were dead. This was a huge blow to the Mongol army.
"The Hall of the Nine Clouds has close to 120 thousand disciples. Our Mongol army has more than half of theirs. Charge with me, we have to take down Xiangyang as soon as possible!"
Khubilai raised his spear and got on his horse. He personally attacked to raise the morale of the Mongol army.
Guo Jing and Liu Haoren, who were valiantly killing enemies on the battlefield, naturally noticed Khubilai's presence. With the enemy leader personally attacking, the eyes of the Hall of the Nine Clouds disciples were filled with passion.
As long as they could take down his head, it would be the same as winning this battle.
Although Guo Jing and Liu Haoren had not known each other for long, they looked at each other and nodded. Then, they charged towards Khubilai.
Khubilai was surrounded by the Mongol army and instantly understood what the two of them were thinking. He praised, "What courageous people from the central plains. However, to take my head in the middle of the Mongol army, you must be dreaming."
Khubilai's face was filled with admiration as he sat on his horse. Looking at Guo Jing and Liu Haoren charging over, there was not a single trace of worry in his eyes.
Of course, he knew that these two generals were brave and good at fighting. However, he was confident that the Mongol cavalry were not to be trifled with.
Just as Khubilai had expected, the Mongol army had moved out with the intention of taking down Xiangyang City. As the leader, Khubilai was naturally in the safest place.
There were hundreds of thousands of Mongol troops in front of them, so how could Guo Jing and Liu Haoren kill them all?
Who knew how long they had fought for, but their uniforms were already dyed red. Khubilai's body was still in the middle of the Mongol army.
Instantly, the two of them felt helpless. Unless they killed all of the Mongol army, it would be even harder to take Khubilai's head than to reach the heavens.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Suddenly, just as Khubilai was deep in thought, a large number of Quanzhen disciples swarmed out from both sides of the battlefield. The Quanzhen disciples instantly joined the battle.
However, the battle situation did not change because of this. The sneak attack just then only helped the soldiers at the frontlines lessen the burden and pressure.
Noticing the sneak attack of the Quanzhen disciples, although Khubilai's face was heavy, he did not panic. He continued to command the Mongol army to change their strategy and lure the enemy in.
Guo Jing's hands were already numb from all the killing. Liu Haoren looked around and said, "Hero Guo, let's retreat for now. We don't know what the Mongol army is planning, so let's not fall into their trap."
Guo Jing's spear pierced through the chest of a Mongol soldier, causing blood to splatter on his face. His expression was serious as he said, "Okay, let's retreat for now."
In the middle of the Mongol army, Khubilai found that the two of them wanted to retreat, so he naturally would not let them go. He waved his hand and thousands of Mongol soldiers surrounded Guo Jing and Liu Haoren.
Li Mochou and the Quanzhen Seven Masters, as well as the disciples of the Hall of the Nine Clouds, wanted to help.
Obviously, Khubilai would not give them the chance to help. Under his orders, the archers who were already prepared stepped forward, and thousands of arrows rained down.
Facing the sky full of arrows, Li Mochou and the others did not dare to be careless, and they used their internal strength to dodge and block.
Despite being surrounded by thousands of Mongol cavalry, Guo Jing and Liu Haoren were not afraid at all. At that moment, they gave their backs to each other.
Guo Jing took in a deep breath and crossed his arms. A dragon-shaped image circled around him. He had already trained the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to perfection, and a casual strike was enough to shatter mountains.
Accompanied by a loud roar, Guo Jing pushed forward with his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. The dragon-shaped image brought with it a strong and invincible power as it rushed forward.
Instantly, dozens of Mongol soldiers were sent flying by the huge power. They spat out blood, and their organs were all shattered. They died on the spot!
Liu Haoren was not bad either. He stepped on the Nine Spiral Shadows and weaved through the Mongol army.
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