All the Mongolian cavalry rushed out and rushed towards He Xuan.

He Xuan didn't blink a moment.

I have seen too many such scenes.

The enemy rushed up and killed himself.

Mongolian Iron Cavalry, brush!

In this life, Mongolia would never dare to mess with the Song Dynasty.

But in that lifetime, the Song Dynasty invaded Mongolians.

In that life, Mongolian iron hooves stepped on the Central Plains and massacres came one after another.

The people they killed were more than those killed by the Qing Dynasty.

They divided people into four levels, the Mongols were the first, the Semus were the second, the Hans in the north were the third, and the Hans in the south were the fourth. In order for the Han people not to rebel, they left only one kitchen knife for ten households, and one household committed crimes, and ten households were in charge of seats.

All the systems are simply disgusting!

In the Mongyuan, beasts are worse than beasts!

Temujin once said this, "My favorite thing is to kill the enemy and ravage the enemy's wife and daughter." He once gave such an order to attack a city. If the city obediently gave gold, silver, treasures and wife and daughter, it would be fine.

If this city dares to resist, then - massacre the city!

This is a super butcher.

But for some reason, some people later regarded this super butcher as a hero.

It's simply ridiculous!

To deal with such people, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, and deal with such people.

Brush brush brush brush!

Each time a knife was released, one or two people died under the knife.

The sword appears and everyone dies!

Temuzhen could see that the Mongolian cavalry kept falling under He Xuan's sword, and she couldn't help but be shocked. He muttered softly: "This old man is over 80 years old and is still so capable of fighting. It's amazing."

Gradually, more and more soldiers died under He Xuan's hands.

The Mongolian cavalry gradually became a little scared. The current Mongolian cavalry is not the iron cavalry that fought all over the Eurasian continent in later generations, and there is no strong sense of pride, and now it is a little scared.

Temujin shouted suddenly, "What are you afraid of? He is just an old man in his eighties and almost ninety years old. Such an old man, no matter how brave he was when he was young, how many can he keep now? How many people can he kill? It's ridiculous. He doesn't have much physical strength at all. We use manpower to kill him alive. Let him understand that sixty years have passed and it is no longer the era of the sword god."

"The future era is the era of me, Temujin!" When he said this, he had a strong aura of mountains and rivers. He seemed to feel that he was the son of this era and had an infinite future for him.

He is invincible!

"I have been laughing at me as an old man in my 80s. Today, I will call you to show you what an old man in my 80s is." He Xuanchang laughed. With experience in his previous life, he also knew that his life span was generally the limit of human beings. It was only in the last one or two years that his physical functions would decline, but even the decline was much better than that of ordinary people.

And now? My physical strength is actually no different from when I was in my twenties.

Not to mention, over the years, I have also saved 100 primary physical fruits in case of emergency.

Moreover, over the years, I have been absorbing various negative emotions, but in fact, various attributes have increased a lot. For example, physical strength and defense have exceeded as many as ten points.

Although strength and speed are not as strong as physical strength and defense, they are also very powerful.

Now I am actually stronger than when I fought with the Jin Kingdom.

Brush brush brush brush!

The sword light kept appearing!

One by one, the Mongolian cavalry fell to the ground and died.

The more you die, the more you will die.

A thousand Mongolian cavalry went to death.

Two thousand Mongolian cavalry died.

Three thousand Mongolian cavalry died.

Here again became a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

The attacks of these Mongolian cavalrymen have no harm to He Xuan, who is more defensive than when fighting against the Jin soldiers. He Xuan slashed with one sword, and each sword can kill one person, two people, and sometimes three people can kill.

In the end, the more deaths became, the more Mongolian cavalry finally collapsed completely.

"Stop fighting, how do you fight?"

"Yes, is this a monster or a god?"

"This person is said to be invincible in the world, and it is indeed true."

"In legend, sixty years ago, he killed 6,000 Jin soldiers alone in the 90,000 Jin army. No matter how powerful we are, we are not his opponents."

The Mongolian cavalry began to escape in scattered ways and collided with each other, thinking that they could escape faster. Those who escaped later would die!

The collision between them caused some people to be hit by the horse and then trampled to death.

He Xuan did not have any mental shock. He has been accustomed to seeing an ancient army collapsed in front of him over the years. Now, it is time to look for Temujin. Hey, Temujin, this guy actually ran away!

interesting.

But can you escape?

He Xuan did not rush to chase and kill him, but went to a place ten miles away, where there was a pure white dog.

He Xuan has also raised an eagle and a dog over the years.

Eagles are raising according to the method of raising them in their previous lives.

The dog also gave some primary fruits.

Of course, in fact, I also ate some elementary all-round fruits for Zhao Huanhuan, but it was useless. Zhao Huanhuan could not escape the devil's claws of death. The long river of life is fleeting.

Dogs have the ability to chase.

He Xuan took the dog to the sweat tent where Temujin lived, and found the clothes that Temujin wore. The dog sniffed the clothes, nodded the dog's head, and ran wildly in front.

He Xuan followed behind him, neither too fast nor too slow.

...

Temujin was running fast.

He is only in his twenties, has a lot of physical strength, and is very good at running fast.

His mind was filled with the pale haired, imposing old man, the two blood-stained knives, and the terrifying murderous aura.

Temujin was almost confused.

Although in the legend, sixty years ago, when the Jin Kingdom was powerful, this man broke into an army of 90,000 people alone and killed 6,000 Jin soldiers. However, the legend is a legend after all, and the saying that killing 6,000 people by one is too nonsense, and Temujin doesn't believe it.

Moreover, even if he could do it sixty years ago, he was amazing. Now He Xuan is in his eighties and almost ninety years old. Others are almost ninety years old, and those who can walk around are longevity. This old man can kill people easily, which is simply... speechless.

An old man who is almost ninety killed 3,000 Mongolian cavalry by himself. What does this mean?

If you have such strong strength, what other army will you need?

The worldview that Temujin developed since childhood is about to collapse. He feels that his dragon-slaying skills and military tactics are about to turn into useless things.

However, Temujin immediately became excited.

After all, the monster He Xuan is almost ninety years old, and an old man of this age may die at any time.

And as long as he dies, there will be no such monster in the world.

In this case, no one in the world can control me Temujin.

The world is so great that I can hang on.

Except for the strong national strength of the Song State, they dare not invade lightly. To the west and north, there are large areas of territory for them to attack.

Temujin is really not an easy person to defeat.

He felt that he had been running for a long time, and now he should be safe, so he should find a place to rest. Temujin stopped thinking so, looking around, planning to hunt something for food, and he has been living in the wild since he was a child.

"Wang!" A dog barking came.

Temujin couldn't help but be shocked and looked at the place where the sound was made. There was a big snow-white dog there. This thing was really big. The dog was bigger than a wolf, but the man was the old man with pale hair and two bloody swords.

Hold!

This old guy is chasing him again!

How could he not catch up? It was not the dog's credit.

Will it make people live or not.

Temujin was already very tired at this time, but he suddenly pulled his legs and rushed forward with great speed. This old man could kill three thousand people by himself, and it would be a dead end to him.

But, whoosh!

He Xuan had arrived in front of him faster.

In terms of speed, Temujin has already made it perfect.
To be continued...