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The sword was swung, and blood flashed by. The sharp blade cut through the leather armor, cut into the body, and cut off the musculoskeleton. A red-coated armored soldier who was no less than Chen Dexing screamed and fell down.

Under the helmet was a young face, twisted in pain.

"Mom, save me, mom, I feel so painful..."

Another person was killed... it was a Han man! Chen Dexing's steel teeth were almost bitten off. In later generations, he was familiar with historical materials, but he never expected that the Battle of Song and Meng was a war between Han people and Han people in the south. It was Mongolian robbers who drove the Han people from the north to fight with Han compatriots in the south!

In today's battle, blood was already flowing on the battlefield, but no drop was from the Mongolians... This is the tragedy of the Chinese nation!

"Rise the knife...slash!" Chen Dexing on the battlefield didn't care about the cause of this national tragedy, but just shouted and raised his knife to slash. The sword technique on the battle formation was very simple, just raise the knife and slash, nearly two hundred or even thousands of ring-headed swords, raised at the same time and slashed heavily at the enemy... and was also the head of his compatriots!

And opposite Chen Dexing, countless big swords were also slashing down!

"Rise the gun... stab!"

"Zhang Gong...hai!"

At the same time and space, Monk Liu and Gao Da were also shouting for a fierce battle. They commanded the spearmen and crossbowmen to fight to the death... Behind them is the moat, and there is no way out, so they can only fight to the death until they die!

Dangdangdangdang…

The sound of gold sounded, and the soldiers of the red-coated armor retreated when they heard the gold, leaving behind corpses and the ground stained with blood.

And alive... Chen Dexing was already covered in blood in battle, standing there with a big knife, gasping heavily, and sucking into his mouth was full of blood.

"My boys, can you still fight?" Chen Dexing knew that the red-coated soldiers would attack again soon, so he seized time to boost morale. He glanced at him and found that there were less than a thousand soldiers standing beside him, and the soldiers in the front row had already become bloody people!

"Can fight!"

It's a common saying! Now there is no possibility of not fighting...

"Would you like to go to the underworld with someone?" Chen Dexing yelled again. He didn't think he could escape this disaster, because he found another formation of a red-coated soldier leaned towards him! The number of enemies has increased to 4,000, and his side has less than a thousand soldiers, and there is no way out. He is bound to die!

"Will follow the faith to go to the underworld!"

Everyone still gave a positive answer - there was only a bloody road leading to the underworld in front of them!

"Will you go to the underworld with your faith!" The tragic roar resounded on the battlefield again!

"I'd like to go to the underworld with someone..." After the battle formation of the Red-coated soldiers, Li Cuixian, the third princess of the Li family in Yidu, repeated Chen Dexing's words in a low voice, and then nodded slightly, "I don't want such a hero in the Southern Dynasty!"

Beside him, Li Xiong, who was already riding on the saddle, smiled coldly, "Southern Dynasty has sometimes lacked heroes? Yue Wumu, Bi meets again, Meng Gong, Yu Jie... Who is not a hero? Even the old benefactor was a general in the Southern Dynasty. But the officials of the Southern Dynasty only know that there is article, when will they cherish such a brave warrior?"

Li Cuixian sighed in a low voice and nodded: "It would be great if such a hero could be under my Li family's tent! Fourth brother, why not let me go and say surrender to him."

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On the battlefield, the formation of two red-coated soldiers was leaning against each other, with swords and guns standing in front of each other, flags and flags waving, murderous intent soaring into the sky. Chen Dexing took a deep breath, held the sword in his hand tightly, just waiting for the God of Death to approach.

At this moment, dozens of red-coated knights walked out from behind the square formation of the red-coated armored soldiers. Most of them held Mongolian-style scimitars in their hands, and one of them held a red flag embroidered with the black Li embroidered on his face. The two of them were not holding weapons and their armor was particularly exquisite. They were mostly the main generals of this Red-coated Army.

What do they want to do? Do they want to see the enemy who is about to be killed? Chen Dexing gritted his teeth and held the bow and arrow in his hand, and just waited for the other party to get closer and then shot an arrow.

Unfortunately, the group of people stopped moving forward a hundred steps away when they arrived in front of Chen Dexing. Before Chen Dexing could take a bow and take an arrow, the knights surrounded the two people who were originally walking in the lead.

Chen Dexing stared at the faces of the two people. One of them looked ordinary and had a smile on his face. He looked either a small businessman or a small official. The other person looked... very pretty. His eyebrows were flying, his skin was as snowy as he was, his eyes were bright, and his red lips were charming. It was beautiful and amazing - a bit like a pseudo-woman. Even pseudo-womans have been on the battlefield these days, and it is really a doomsday!

At this time, the pseudo-girl suddenly spoke with a sharp voice, a little sissy, "I am the Minister of the Yidu Province of Great Mongolia, Li Kui, who is ordered by the marshal of the Mongolian capital of all wings, and I will come to say that you will surrender to Great Mongolia and drive forward the Khan's southern expedition?"

'I'm still a traitor and fake girl!' Chen Dexing frowned slightly, 'I really don't know what medicine these northern Han marquis took wrong? They were willing to accomplice the tiger! If I surrendered to them, I would probably have to use a knife to kill the women and children of Han people in the future. What's the difference between doing this and doing it? At worst, it's just a death... It's not that I haven't died!"

Thinking of this, Chen Dexing suddenly laughed wildly, "It's really a terrible laugh! You and other Han people recognize thieves as their fathers, help the evildoers, and slaughter the same tribe. They are shameless, but they even shamelessly say to me, the official army of the Song Dynasty. Do you really think that my Han family can't kill you, a shemale man?"

'Man, human... demon?' The one who claimed to be Li urging was Li Cuixian, the third daughter of the Yidu Provincial Guardian. When she heard the word "shemale", she frowned and glared at Chen Dexing, who was covered in blood and looked pretty.

"Who is that?" Li Cuixian asked.

"I am Chengxinlang of the Song Dynasty, Wu Rui Army training officer, Anfeng Chen Dexing! He is a shemale, can you dare to fight in a certain battle?"

"Hahaha, I want to fight with someone? I am a daughter, how could I fight with an Erpin? But seeing that I am also a hero, it is better to join my Great Mongolia. Dingbier is more likely to make a name for himself in the remnant Song."

At this time, Chen Dexing had already found Li Yan's information in his mind (of course, it is the memory of this life), so he shouted loudly: "Listen, his father Li Yan, who is in Qilu, has a household registration of one million and a soldier of one hundred thousand. He has a great foundation, but he does not want to do heroic affairs, build a king and dominate the cause, and instead help the evil, and be willing to be a barbarian in the Northern Captains. He will be infamous for thousands of years in the future! How can a man of a dignified man be a barbarian?"

Chen Dexing was a party member and cadre in later generations. In addition to the seafarer business, he was good at speaking big principles. He could say something beautiful whenever he organized his studies. This ability is useful now!

"Han...traitor?" Li Cuixian was stunned when she heard Chen Dexing's high remarks. She frowned and looked at him for a while, with a little more appreciation in her eyes. However, she still spoke in a deep voice, "The Great Mongolia has the grace of recreation for my Li family, and the remnant Song has the grudge of blood for me! Is it a real man who will repay kindness to revenge?

After saying this, Li Cuixian didn't wait for Chen Dexing to reply, took off the reins, turned the horse's head and left the two armies with his personal guards.

"Fourth brother, don't fight first. These Nanmans are anxious to jump over the wall. Fighting trapped beasts is always the most difficult. Moreover, there is no movement on the Nanman's city tower. I'm afraid that there is a strong bow and a hard crossbow. Let's wait and see." After arriving at the formation, Li Cuixian grabbed the war horse and suddenly turned to his righteous brother Li Xiong.

"There are the three princesses, the Mongolians..."

Li Cuixian waved his hand and said coldly: "Isn't the credit for breaking the Song army's battle formation not enough? Even if Liu Gan was defeated, it's not easy to say. Even if he beat the lawsuit to the Khan, we will take the blame!"

“Woo…”
Chapter completed!