When the Mongolian general Chahan and Wulianghetai received the news that "martial artsman" Tong Jian was rampant in Henan, it was more than two days after Tong Jian arrived at the Divine Condor Plan. When Li Mochou held a telescope and looked down at a mountain peak in Funiu Mountain in the Nanyang Basin, a few days had passed. Otherwise, the tens of thousands of cavalrymen in Wulianghetai would not have been here from Luzhou.

Along with Li Mochou's words, a chat group.

Yang Kang, "I think it's easy for the Evil King and Xiong Gang leader to push ten thousand cavalry one person, even pushing ten thousand cavalry one by one is easy."

"You can do it too, Fairy Li, just don't wake up in your dream."

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Yang Kang's words came to an end, and the chat group was stunned for a moment, and Xiongba hurriedly made his voice, "Yang Kang, don't run away. When I have the opportunity to go to your plane one day, I will definitely let you have a good dream. Li Mochou, facing tens of thousands of cavalry by himself, this is definitely the confidence that only strong people above level 2 have. Fairy Mochou is so lucky. I am so envious of having the opportunity to witness such a big scene with my own eyes. The seeker, the group leader, can we watch this battle? I am so looking forward to it!"

Shi Zhixuan, "Yang Kang, don't run away, I will remember you! But the leader of the Xiong Gang is right, for those who seek the truth, can our group members have the opportunity to witness this earth-shaking battle with their own eyes?"

Murong Fu, "Those who seek the Tao, the group leader asks to watch the battle. One person fights ten thousand troops, and the overlord does not have such great power, right?"

Yue Buqun, "My Ming Dynasty is also often harassed by the Tartars invasions. If someone can fight against ten thousand troops alone, my Ming Dynasty is still alive. I envy Fairy Mochou for this honor!"

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In the chat group, no matter which plane of martial arts master is, there is no such thing as a single person facing the enemy, and even thousands of troops dare not think about it.

At this moment, they were not only shocked by what was about to happen on the Divine Condor Plane, but they were envious of Li Mochou for having the opportunity to watch such a grand event. They were almost envious. More than once they wanted Zhang Shiliang to give them a chance to watch.

This made Zhang Shiliang, who was in the Hong Kong Film Plane, and several days later, the Fugui Gambling Shiliang had already ended, and Zhang Shiliang also returned to Hong Kong Island.

Lying on the bed, he glanced at Miss Zhang Wenhui who was sleeping beside her. Zhang Shiliang was afraid to speak in the group. Could it be that he, as the group leader, actually has no ability and cannot let everyone watch?

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At about the same time, there was Funiu Mountain, and at the foot of another mountain, Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Hong Qigong, etc., all gathered together to look into the distance.

Even if they couldn't see Tong Jian standing alone, they could still see clearly in the other direction, the galloping Mongolian army.

The more I looked, the more nervous Guo Jing and others became.

Several days passed, with the strength of this plane knight, I had already learned that a hero with a black umbrella suddenly appeared and beat Mongolian soldiers who were raging the people in Shaanxi and Henan.

After knowing it, heroes like Guo Jing and Hong Qigong instinctively included Tong Jian into their own camp and determined that he was the hero who eliminated violence and maintained good fortune.

But for this hero Tong, who had to face the feat of more than 10,000 Mongolian cavalry? Hong Qigong, the northern beggar, was stunned and speechless.

Guo Jing was so excited that he was overwhelmed. If Huang Rong hadn't stopped him, he would have had a good drink from this hero Tong to participate in his feat.

Seeing that tens of thousands of Mongolian soldiers in the distance were getting closer to Tong Jian’s location, Guo Jing couldn’t help but say, “Seven Lords, the Beggars’ Gang’s disciples who went to contact Tong Daxia were really persuaded to come back? Is he…”

Hong Qigong smiled bitterly, "My Beggar Gang disciple has gone to persuade the hero Tong more than one wave, but all the disciples can't catch up with the hero Tong's body. That lightness skill has long been extraordinary and has entered the ranks of magical powers. I'm afraid even the old beggar can't touch the corner of Tong's clothes when he goes. Our news has been delivered, but the hero Tong insists on doing this, and there is no way. Hey, I'm afraid even Wang Chongyang would not dare to have such a passion!"

"In this battle, as long as Hero Tong is not dead, he will be famous all over the world. He will stand aside any evil and Western poisons!"

As soon as this was said, a voice came from a distance, "Damn the old beggar, even if you give an example, why don't you talk about yourself?"

With the angrily rebuked, another stone came through the air like a bullet. The old beggar laughed and slapped the stone with his palm, which made Huang Rong look in surprise.

Guo Jing was surprised and called out, "Father-in-law..."

Huang Yaoshi, wearing a blue shirt, soared into the air like a big bird, Pingping stood by the crowd and looked at him, "Tong Jian? I, Huang Laoxie, have never been convinced by others all my life, this Tong Jian..."

Before he could finish his words, because Huang Laoxie, who had been extremely conceited in his life, didn't know how to evaluate someone from Tong Jiantong at the foot of the mountain.

A person faces a head-on enemy, is a joke or a myth??

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Tens of thousands of cavalrymen were led by a thousand elite cavalry in Wulianghetai, galloping on the plains of the Nanyang Basin. The sound of horses trampling like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the waves of horses were more intense than any war drum in the world.

Finally, the cavalry regiment spanned more than ten miles, and the cavalry in the front had seen the end of their sight. The figures standing with black umbrellas and short metal rods shouted and reported to the back.

Wulianghetai laughed furiously, "The warriors of the Great Mongolian Kingdom, kill the enemy!"

When they first set out from the army camp, Wulianghetai and Tuli did not take Tong Jian seriously at all, but were afraid that the one who hid and did not show up was a problem. Who would have thought that as soon as they entered Henan, the scout of the army reported that they had received Tong Jian's news, and the other party was swaying in Nanyang and defeated all Mongolian soldiers and even officials in Nanyang.

South of Nanyang is Xiangyang, which is an important town of the Song army.

How can Wuliang Hetai not be angry? Now, seeing Tong Jian at the end of his sight standing with his own eyes, the handsome man was so angry that he didn't take his ten thousand troops seriously? So arrogant?

With the roar, a thousand cavalry teams were immediately divided into 10,000 cavalrymen, and a whole thousand cavalrymen accelerated their horses and rushed out like a sharp arrow.

When this sharp arrow from Qianhu sprinted within dozens of steps ahead of Tong Jian, hundreds of figures were bent their bows and shot angrily, and the arrows covered the low altitude like a tide.

After bending the bow and shooting, hundreds of cavalrymen swept out again.

But under everyone's gaze, the figure dozens of steps away suddenly disappeared out of thin air at the moment before the arrow rain fell.

The next moment, when the figure appeared, it had already spanned more than 300 meters. When it reached the middle of the thousand cavalry, it was beaten with a stick, and blood was blew out.

In the feudal era, cavalry belonged to the king's military, relying on its mobility advantages. However, any cavalry is only about the same speed as a baby who is a savvy baby. Tong Jian is the existence of this world, and he is proud of the world with his speed.

After waving the demon-subduing pestle in the middle of the Thousand Cavalry, he smashed several cavalrymen. Before the other Mongolian troops around him reacted, he stepped forward and crossed hundreds of meters again. A few flashes. Tong Jian had already arrived in the rear, in front of Wulianghetai among the thousands of troops.

Under the incredible gaze of this powerful general who destroyed the country, he hit it with a stick, bang~

He destroyed countless countries? He can't afford to eat his old boy!
Chapter completed!