Yang Guo sighed, waved his hand forward, and ran out behind him, killing the Mongolian vanguard and saving General Xia.

He sat on the ground, panting, and struggled for several years, but still couldn't get up and saluted, and said with shame: "Your Majesty, the veteran general is useless. The soldiers he brought are just average. He insisted on showing off his power. He almost missed the big thing. Please punish him."

Yang Guo said: "The general is willing to take risks and fight bravely to the enemy. What crime is there? Let's rest with peace of mind." He saw the Chu army retreating step by step, and after the Mongolian vanguard, a large army attacked.

He laughed and said to General Xia: "I often learn from Emperor Taizong of Tang, but the one I admire most in my life is the Zhenjun Qingwei. He was traversing among the troops, killing the heads of the captains as if they were taking objects. My last tricks are naturally fireflies and Haoyue, but as his successor, I can't help but pursue them."

After saying that, he jumped down from the platform and landed on the war horse. He whipped it down. The horse roared with a sigh and ran forward with a roar.

General Xia was shocked and rolled and crawled. When he reached the edge of the platform, he saw Yang Guo thrust a spear, like a dragon going out to sea. Its momentum soared into the air, and it was like a flying flower in March. The falling flowers were colorful. When the spear head moved, an enemy died.

His technique was extremely fast, like stars, scattered all over the sky. The Mongols around him were cleared up all at once, and they kept rushing left and right, and soon killed a large area. The Chu army saw that the emperor had arrived in person and was in aroused momentum.

He smiled loudly and said, "My sons, follow me!" He raised his spear and rushed towards the Mongolian army. The guards and generals behind him all forgot their fear and followed them without hesitation. For a moment, they were as powerful as a rainbow, but instead suppressed the Mongolian vanguard.

Mengge stood on the platform across the river, surrounded by many martial arts people. The two major national masters under Ogedei, Basiba, Jinlun Dharma King, and Yin Kexi, were all here.

He saw Yang Guo’s desperation from afar and asked, “Who is this person? Is that Southern Dynasty immortal?"

Basiba shook his head and said, "That martial arts is more than ten times higher than that, this one should be..." Suddenly someone came to interrupt and reported loudly: "Khan, news came from the front that the Emperor of the Southern Dynasty personally cut off the rear and is now facing our front army."

"Oh?" Meng Ge was overjoyed, stretched his neck and looked forward, as if looking for Yang Guo's figure. A middle-aged man dressed in Han people next to him pointed to the formation and said, "Your Majesty, the one who rushed in the formation is Yang Guo."

Brother Meng was shocked and looked carefully. Yang Guo rushed for a while, turned his spear and killed all the Meng people around him. He turned the spear head and rushed left and right to help others. He reversed the situation with his own strength.

"Is it so brave, is it because of the resurrection of King Chu?" Meng Ge exclaimed sincerely, and the person with a long robe next to him immediately said: "Even if he is King Chu, he will die at the hands of Da Khan. I heard that his wife is beautiful and is comparable to Yu Ji. When Da Khan leads his army to conquer Chang'an and seize it, he can still make a story."

After saying something, Meng Ge laughed, and then he ordered the second elite force in the tribe to bring back Yang Guo's body.

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The retreating Chu soldiers walked for a while, and one of Yang Guo's confidants suddenly stopped and stayed still. When others came to inquire, he said, "I will send you here, please give yourself."

The generals who surrendered from the Jin Kingdom were all puzzled. He explained: "I will follow Your Majesty to rise up with Shaanxi, attack Kuoduan in Xingyuan, save the Jin Kingdom in Taiyuan, destroy Song and Meng, fight south and north, and never leave. I obey your orders and send you here. I will complete Your Majesty's final explanation, and I will return and share life and death with Your Majesty. Take care of you."

He turned his horse's head and turned around. The 30,000 soldiers behind him did not hesitate to join him.

The remaining generals looked at each other, and one of them suddenly pulled out his knife, cut his wrist and shouted, "If I want me to fight to the death with the Mongols, I will be really timid and my subordinates will not die with me. But Your Majesty is so righteous that he will cut off the rear personally, and those who are ministers must repay you. After returning to Chang'an, if someone has two hearts, I will swear to attack him!"

The rest of the people learned to him and cut their wrists. The remaining Yang Guo's confidants looked at each other and finally breathed a sigh of relief. They wanted to learn from the people who left, but forced their thoughts. The Chu State had a lot of power and must be guarded.

Yang Guo rushed forward again and again, beating the Mongolian vanguard. The Chu army was happy, but he saw another group of troops attacking. He smiled bitterly, glanced around and shouted: "My boys, do you still have the strength to kill the enemy with me?"

The people around him shouted in unison: "See Your Majesty to the death!" He shook his spear and urged his horse to set out first. Both the personal guards and the former Song army behind him were full of passion and rushed forward.

This time the Mongolian army was twice as many as the last time, and the Chu army was exhausted in a fight. Although they were still defeated, they were still defeated step by step.

Even if Yang Guo tried his best to kill the enemy, he could not recover the disadvantage of the number of people. While killing, he said to himself: "It's a good thing that Zhenjun has left. My mother and Ying'er who stayed in Chang'an will be safe with him. I will have no regrets."

Thinking of this, he cheered up and the spear in his hand became simple. Every move seemed to have no spiritual energy, and he went straight forward and forth, just to save energy and kill more enemies. Although the decline was revealed, it delayed him for some time.

Meng Ge gradually became impatient, and the people from other tribes and the servants under his command also started to clamor and kept coming forward to ask for a fight, wanting to get a share of the pie.

He pondered for a while, raised his whip, and was about to speak, when his hands suddenly became cold. He looked up and saw heavy snow falling from the sky, like goose feathers.

The army cheered, and Mengge laughed and said, "God helps me!" He waved his whip, whistled, and said, "I want to take the horse personally, chop off the head of the Han emperor, and take it back to make a drinkware."

Basiba quickly persuaded him, "Khan, no! The immortal in the southern country did not appear, and he could not lie aside. If you want to assassinate you, you have to be careful."

Meng Ge shook his head and pointed at him with a horse whip and said, "The national teacher is too cautious. No matter how brave that man is, he will definitely not dare to cause trouble in our army. He is not afraid of going but not returning. Besides, with so many heroes here to protect him, how dare he come? Leave!"

The rest of the people in the martial arts world agreed. He walked a few steps quickly, jumped off the platform, and got on the war horse. Basiba and King Jinlun, Yin Kexi looked at each other and looked worried.

King Jinlun said, "I hope it's as the Khan said. This person has always been bold, but he always goes straightforward and goes around and doesn't see anyone. He must have really not come." The other two thought about it, nodded, and felt much more relaxed.
Chapter completed!