Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 145 Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds, Eight Steps Through the Heart

The Mongolian military camp was built on the mountain.

Looking around, the tents are like white clouds, spreading out endlessly.

These Mongolian soldiers were all elite divisions who had conquered Europe and Asia in the west, and they could be equal to ten.

In recent years, they did not eat the Southern Song Dynasty, but went to Central Asia and Moscow to loot.

Turn around and attack the Southern Song Dynasty again.

Traveling for hundreds of miles, waiting for thousands of miles, coming and going suddenly, like clouds flying when electrocuted, this is a true portrayal of the Mongolian army, and it is famous.

This time, Kublai Khan, the fourth prince of Mongolia, ordered tens of thousands of Mongolian troops to gather on the north bank of the Han River, preparing to forcefully break Xiangyang City.

They have been stationed here for half a month and are already ready to make a move.

On this day, the Mongolian army crossed the Han River and marched towards Xiangyang City.

Kublai Khan was tall and strong, like an iron tower.

He rides on the horse, as if he can crush the horse, which is worrying.

"Is there any movement from the Song Army?"

Kublai Khan's eyes were cold and he was worried that there were Song troops nearby coming to rescue Xiangyang.

A Mongolian general said: "I'd like to report to the Fourth Prince that the Song people are cowardly and don't dare to come to the rescue easily!"

In these years, Xiangyang City relied entirely on Guo Jing and Lu Wende, the pacifying envoy.

The Song soldiers and horses around them were afraid of the Mongolian army like snakes and scorpions, and they couldn't avoid it. Why did they come to rescue them?
"Ah Shu, don't be careless. There are many tough men and true generals among the people of Song Dynasty. If you are not careful, you may suffer hardship and lose your life!"

"Yes, Fourth Prince!" Mongolian General Ashu nodded respectfully.

After inspecting the battlefield, Kublai Khan waved his flag: "Five golden drums, the army attacks the city!"

The golden drum beats.

The Mongolian soldiers cheered and the sound of horse hooves continued.

We can finally attack the city!
The expressions of these horse knights are full of excitement. They are proud of death and are not afraid of death.

But if you dare to fight hard and grab money and beautiful women, you will be able to turn over in no time.

They stared at Xiangyang City in the distance ahead, like wolves staring at meat.

But I heard the thunder of drums and horns outside the city, and the Mongolian army came to attack.

Lu Wende, the pacifying envoy of Xiangyang City, and the general who defended the city led troops and horses to guard the four gates.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong climbed up to the city and looked around, only to see Mongolian soldiers all over the mountains and fields with no end in sight.

"Brother Jing, we are in some trouble this time."

Huang Rong saw that this Mongolian army had a rigorous military formation, which was obviously different from the past.

Lu Wende and other Song generals were also worried.

The Mongolian army is approaching, what should we do?

They knew that Kublai Khan, the fourth prince of Mongolia, was talented and ambitious and had the ambition to conquer the Central Plains.

And the men and horses he leads are all the most capable and elite Mongolian troops, and they are really difficult to resist!
The key is that the soldiers and horses of the Song Dynasty from all over the country did not dare to come to the rescue, so they just watched Xiangyang City defend in a bloody battle!
So many fucking times!

Wait for the five golden drums from the Mongolian army to be fired.

"kill!"

A'shu's scimitar stabbed forward diagonally, and he spat out a word. The scimitar flashed coldly in the bright sunshine.

At the same time as he gave the order, he held the horse's belly, the horse trotted under his crotch, and stabbed straight out.

The Mongolian army behind them moved fiercely, and they drew out their scimitars. The light of the swords flickered in the sun. It was so cold that the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a bit.

Since we are guarding Xiangyang, we should focus on the word "guard"!

Under Guo Jing's arrangement, the Song army stood still and prepared all kinds of sharp weapons needed to defend the city.

The Mongolian iron hoofs rumbled and roared, as if they were trampling on the human heart.

"Zheng!"

Suddenly, the sound of a musical instrument floated over, drowning out the sound of thousands of troops and horses.

Everyone couldn't help but be startled and looked at the sound.

But on the battlefield outside Xiangyang City, I don’t know when there was a man and a woman.

The man's white robe is fluttering, sitting cross-legged on the ground, playing the piano leisurely.

The woman stood by his side, motionless in the face of the Mongols' iron hoofs.

"That's Xiang'er?"

Huang Rong's sharp eyes recognized the clothes she had knitted for her daughter.

She turned pale instantly and said in a trembling voice, "It's Xiang'er. Why is Xiang'er there?"

Everyone was taken aback and looked at each other.

Guo Jing also looked at it intently, his face becoming increasingly serious.

"Zheng!"

Another sound of the piano sounded, penetrating the sound of thousands of galloping horses and reaching everyone's ears.

The charging Mongolian knights couldn't help but be startled. They saw the two people in front of them and looked at each other.

Damn it, is there something wrong with this Song Dynasty person's brain? He comes to the battlefield to play the piano?
What a unique way to seek death!

Mongol general Ashu sneered and shouted angrily: "Ula!"

"Ula!" The Mongolian cavalry waved their scimitars and charged harder.

"Clearly!"

Everyone was shocked and felt their hearts beating violently, as if they were frightened.

The sound of the piano is not loud, but it comes in waves, condensing and not dissipating. It reaches the ears of every knight, clear and steady.

"Zheng!"

The sound of the piano changed its tune, as if a muffled thunder exploded in the sky, and the bodies of the knights were shaken.

Anyone with a weak heart will roll off his horse on the spot.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng..." The sound of the piano continued, three times in a row, directly reaching the ears, and the tune became murderous.

The Mongolian cavalry leaned over their horses and were sprinting. However, when the sound of the piano passed by, their bodies trembled three times, and their speed slowed down significantly.

"Clang clang clang clang..."

A series of piano sounds poured out onto the battlefield, majestic and magnificent.

Facing the sound of the piano, the Mongolian army's heart beat violently to the sound of the piano, as if it was about to jump out of its cavity.

Everyone's eyes went dark, they couldn't see clearly what was in front of them, and their bodies started to tremble and go crazy.

Guo Xiang was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the scene in front of her, as if she had been struck by thunder, her beautiful face turned white for an instant.

"Xiang'er,... come here and sit next to Master."

Duan Yu greeted the slender girl who stood blankly with a warm voice.

"Master, the sound of this piano is so powerful, what's its name?"

Guo Xiang asked softly, hanging her head slightly.

"This song is called "Tianlong Bayin", please continue to listen." In the bright light, Duan Yu's clothes were fluttering, his hands kept playing, and he was full of fighting spirit soaring into the sky!
"The sound of the piano is so murderous!"

In Xiangyang City, Guo Jing looked serious. He could feel a powerful murderous intention from two miles away!
But I saw that all the Mongolian soldiers were foaming at the mouth, their eyes were distracted, and their hands were holding the horse's neck tightly, hanging down.

The war horse under his crotch was also greatly affected. Its strong legs became weak and its speed was greatly reduced.

The original scene of thousands of troops charging, in the blink of an eye, turned into a scene of horse herding.

"The music this person plays is similar to Dad's Blue Sea Tide Music, which can kill enemies invisible!"

Huang Rong said with great joy.

In fact, she was trying to put money on her own father's face.

Huang Yaoshi's "Blue Sea Tide" song, using internal energy to activate this song, can only disturb people's minds in a short period of time.

But this "Heavenly Dragon's Eight Sounds" on the battlefield is enough to truly kill the enemy invisible!

Xiangyang City is right in front of you, but faced with such weird music, the Mongolian army can't move forward.

General A'shu's face became stiff, he drew his scimitar and slashed in the air, then he summoned his energy and shouted: "Kill!"

He endured the discomfort, shouted angrily, and encouraged the three armies.

The sound of Mongolian golden drums sounded again, and the three armies were cheered.

"Ula!"

Iron hoofs rumbled, and the Mongolian army once again launched a new round of attack.

"Clearly!"

The sound of the piano suddenly became more urgent, and the tune kept rising.

"Puff puff!"

But I saw each Mongolian cavalry vomiting blood and falling from their horses.

Some of the internal organs exploded and split open on the spot!

Duan Yu's music is aimed at people with murderous intentions.

The more murderous you are, the more miserable your death will be!

Tianlong Bayin, eight steps to penetrate the heart.

Regardless of whether you understand it or not, the foreigner is here. After listening, he cannot take eight steps and his meridians will be severed, and his body will explode and die!

Suddenly, the sound of "bang bang" could be heard on the battlefield.

Even though Kublai Khan was far away, he could still faintly hear the sound of the piano, and he couldn't help but change his face and be shocked.

His eyes were like those of a hawk, flickering uncertainly as he shouted to the people around him: "How is the front army doing?"

There were too many people and he didn't know what was happening in front of him.

"Report!"

A Mongolian general knelt down on one knee and put his left hand on his chest: "I report to the Fourth Prince that the front army suffered heavy losses!"

"We haven't even attacked the city yet, so why did we suffer heavy losses?!" Kublai Khan straightened his back, his eyes burning.

The general lowered his head and said respectfully: "Fourth Prince, there is a man in white in front of you, sitting alone on the battlefield, playing the harp and attacking our Mongol army."

Sounds outrageous.

But this is a battlefield, and there is no room for people to lie about military information.

Kublai Khan's expression changed: "Who did it?"

He immediately thought of immortals.
"Go back to the fourth prince. I don't know this."

"There must be an expert here!"

Kublai Khan murmured to himself, suddenly lost his mind, his eyes were empty and distant.

He quickly calmed down his expression, regained his composure, took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "Ming Jin withdraws his troops!"

"Ding ding ding..."

The sound of gold and iron clashing echoed in the sky.

"Ming Jin withdraws his troops! Turn around!"

Ah Shu shouted loudly, pulled the reins, and the horse swung its tail sideways, turned its head in a beautiful pirouette.

The Mongolian cavalry behind them all performed this movement in unison. Even though they were all shaky, they were still able to control the horses skillfully, just like one person.

Everyone turned around and returned, and from time to time someone fell off their horse.

"Zheng!"

One note ended the song, lingering over the battlefield.

General A Shu suppressed his physical discomfort, and suddenly his vision went black, and everything around him was in a trance.

His body slowly leaned sideways and fell off the horse.

"General!"

The guards around him were shocked and rushed forward. At the same time, they caught his majestic body and suppressed him from staggering.

sunset.

Mongolian march tent.

Looking at the body of his beloved general Ah Shu, Kublai Khan's face was gloomy and his eyes were bright, as if they were on fire.

In this southern invasion, he did not hesitate to use his ace troops in order to remove the biggest obstacle to destroying the Song Dynasty and uproot Xiangyang City!
Unexpectedly, with all the elites out, the losses would be extremely heavy!
Especially Ashu, he is the grandson of Subutai, the founding hero of the Mongolian Kingdom, and the son of the capital marshal Wu Lianghetai, with great military exploits.

Now he died in battle.

This time when I go back, I still don’t know how to explain it to Brother Meng, the Great Khan!
In Xiangyang City.

The whole city celebrates.

Everywhere in the teahouses and restaurants, people were excitedly talking about today's bizarre battle.

It is said that there was a man in white, sitting alone on the battlefield, playing the harp and killing the enemy.

As a result, tens of thousands of Mongolian troops abandoned their helmets and armor and fled in confusion!

"Father, mother! I'm back!"

Guo Xiang was very excited when she returned to Guo Mansion.

"Xian'er, why are you back so soon? Where is your brother Polu?"

When Huang Rong and her daughter met, they naturally held hands and faced each other. They had a lot of emotions and wanted to talk about it, but they didn't hold each other's hands and cry.

"Polu and Brother Yang came back together, and I came back with Master."

Guo Xiang's face was full of joy and she was in high spirits.

"Where is Master You?" Guo Jing asked.

"Master helped dad clear out the Mongolians outside the city, and then returned to Peach Blossom Island alone. He said he wanted to retreat and not allow others to disturb him."

Guo Xiang couldn't wait to tell what happened on the battlefield today, and how he fought side by side with his master.

"Today's battle was indeed the work of Xiaoyao Sword Immortal!"

Guo Jing was overjoyed and gently stroked the thick beard under his chin with a smile in his eyes.

It's really terrifying to retreat from the enemy with just the sound of the piano!
The strange thing is that Xiaoyao Sword Immortal is finally willing to take action!
(End of this chapter)