Chapter 174

The Mongol Yuan army.

Su Qin swept his eyes, ready to move five million soldiers, slightly shook his head and said: "I don't know how to live or die."

The next moment.

The flame loomed in the pupil of Su Qin, like the sun in the sky, threatening the world.

The terrible flame came out of Su Qin's eyes. At first, it only burned for hundreds of meters, but then it spread rapidly. As long as the Mongol Yuan army touched a little spark, the whole people would be like grass mustard, and they would burst into flames and turn into a fireball.

In the end, all the flames converged and burned violently, forming nine wheels of sun, which crossed the sky and the earth.

Joyoung Shen Gong, burning the mountain to boil the sea.

is an easy job to do with the strength of Su Qin, and even if it can not be truly big, it will be easy to gather the nine rounds of fireballs that burn everything in the world. The first thing is to say that the world is not a real big day. It is easy for us to gather the fireball of the nine round.

Wow.

In an instant, the flames of terror enveloped most of the battlefield, and countless Mongolian soldiers could not even howl, so they burst into nothingness.

"What is this?"

The leader of the Mongol Yuan kingdom was very surprised and angry. He just turned his head to run, and the battlefield changed like this. The five million troops of the Mongol Yuan kingdom were completely burned in the sky.

"No!"

The Lord of Mengyuan turned around and wanted to run, but the flame spread so fast that he caught up with it in a moment. Suddenly, under the burning of the flame, the body of the Lord of Mengyuan turned into nothingness and disappeared.

Before he completely lost consciousness, regret suddenly appeared in the heart of the Lord of the Yuan Dynasty. If he did not mobilize the army to declare war on the state of Tang, would the result be different?

"The national master did harm to me..."

the leader of Mengyuan Kingdom disappeared and disappeared.

At this moment, the battlefield is coming to an end. The five million Mongol Yuan army can't even escape. They let the flames entangle them and turn them into nothingness.

"What kind of flame is this?"

Chang'an City, many civil and military officials to see this scene, hard to swallow saliva, trembling voice.

They have thought that the myth of the Wulin is very strong. They ignore the tactics of the sea of people. Even if they are besieged by millions of troops, they can easily kill them, and there will be no real yuan or exhaustion of Qi and blood.

You can kill and wear, but like today, five million troops are burned into nothingness in a few moments. What's the concept?

"Almost."

Su Qin glanced at the battlefield and thought.

in fact, Joyoung's magic power is strong, but even the founder of this miracle is far from being able to do this, and burn up five million armies.

this is exactly the strength of Su Qin's terror, lifting Joyoung's magic to several levels at one stroke.

"It's a pity."

"The power of fire, which covers such a range, has been infinitely weakened. It can only be used by people of nine grades of martial arts."

Su Qin shook his head slightly and commented on it in his heart.

If the nine wheels of the sun are united into one point and all the forces are gathered in one place, the myth of Wulin can be hurt.

However, if it is scattered as it is now, there will be no threat to the myth of Wulin. Even some great masters can resist for a while.

Just now, several top-notch products of the Mongol Yuan army barely resisted the burning of the flame, but later, with the concentration of flame power, they were slowly burned into nothingness.

"It's time to go back."

Su Qin once again glanced at the battlefield, finally looked to the direction of Chang'an City, stepped out and disappeared in the same place.

...

Meng Yuan was defeated.

Mengyuan national division was killed on the spot.

None of the five million Mongol Yuan army survived.

The news spread almost at the speed of a hurricane.

The five million troops of the Mongol and Yuan Dynasties went south, which had already affected the hearts of all the countries in the world. I don't know how many spies were lying in ambush near Chang'an City, sending information back to all the countries at any time and in front of the monarchs.

"Is Meng Yuan defeated?"

"The national master is dead?"

The emperor of song looked ugly and almost roared at the scouts who sent back the news: "is this really true or not?"

"Report back to your majesty, this matter has been repeatedly confirmed, should... Should...

the voice of the scouts kneeling on the hall trembled, bowed his head and said:" it should be true. "

Poop!

The emperor of song seemed to have lost all his strength, collapsed on the Dragon chair with a puff, and his face was full of despair.

"What happened?"

"Why did Meng Yuan lose and how thoroughly?"

Yue Yi frowned and asked immediately.

In his view, even if there is a win-win situation between the Mongol Yuan and the Tang Dynasty, one side will repel the other at most.

But like now, Meng Yuan was completely defeated, and no one in a million troops survived. As a myth of the Wulin, Meng Yuan National Division died on the spot...

this is ridiculous.

None of the five million troops survived?

No one can do this alone. You know, when the two armies are at war, once one side shows an overwhelming advantage, the other side is bound to be defeated and flee.In this case, what did the state of Tang leave behind the five million army of Mengyuan?

Not to mention the five million army, even if five million pigs scattered in a rush, it is impossible to keep all of them, right?

"General."

"According to the intelligence, it was the Wulin myth of the Tang Kingdom who killed the Mongol and Yuan National Division, then called out nine rounds of sun, burned everything, and burned five million troops into nothingness..."

when the Scout said that, his teeth were trembling. Even if he was not in the battlefield, he could guess how scared it was that he could burn five million troops It's terrible.

"The Wulin myth of the state of Tang..."

Yue Yi was silent. After a long time, he said bitterly, "how can it be so strong?"

...

it's not just the Song Dynasty.

At the same time, almost all countries in the world got the news.

Nanming.

The emperor of Ming sat on the Dragon chair without eyes.

Since the fall of King Wuyang in Chang'an City, the foundation of the Southern Ming Dynasty has been greatly damaged, and the emperor of the Ming Dynasty can hardly suppress the rise and fall of the court.

Fortunately, in recent months, for some unknown reason, there have been two great masters of Yipin in Nanming Dynasty who have successfully broken through and stepped into the top of Yipin. Only in this way can Emperor Ming's ambition be rekindled.

However.

Before the Ming emperor could make a comeback, he heard the bad news. In the war between Tang and Meng Yuan, Meng Yuan was defeated completely. Not only did he die in the war, but the five million troops of Meng Yuan stayed outside Chang'an.

The Ming emperor was glad to see such a great loss in the Yuan Dynasty.

But after today, I'm afraid the shadow of the Tang kingdom will be more completely shrouded in the countries.

"The myth of Wulin..."

Emperor Ming was pessimistic.

With the ability shown by the martial arts myth of the Tang Dynasty, not to mention this era, even if we look at the past and present, there is no saying that people are his opponents, right?

...

...

just when the world was shaking.

In Chang'an City, the emperor of Tang Dynasty is ordering to clean up the battlefield and order the army to recover the abandoned territory.

At this time, a eunuch walked quickly to the emperor and whispered a few words.

"What?"

The emperor of the Tang Dynasty's face changed slightly when he heard the speech.

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