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    Chapter 406: Falling Apart (Twenty-six) Destruction (Part 2) This burst of shouting came from far to near. It was obvious that the disciples responsible for guarding the foot of the mountain were rushing up the mountain to retaliate.  Li Zhichang's eyes were about to burst and he stared at the three punches with red eyes. However, at this moment, when he suddenly heard the news, he had no time to think about it anymore. He even forgot to put away his sword and rushed towards the palace door.  Guo San's punches were already secretly accumulating power, and he became fierce in his heart. He gritted his teeth and said, "The worst case scenario is that we'll have to fight to the death with the Quanzhen Sect on Zhongnan Mountain." Unexpectedly, this sudden change made his heart sink.  He secretly shouted that it was bad, and immediately followed Li Zhichang and rushed out of the palace gate.  He had already made up his mind to get out of this muddy water as soon as possible. Who would have thought that at this juncture, the Mongolian army would suddenly start to attack the mountain?  It's just that at this moment, after three punches, it's not clear whether the opponent is pretending to be aggressive or whether he is really starting to take the offensive.  If it was the former, then he would still have a chance to get down the mountain smoothly, but if it was the latter, then whether he wanted to or not, he would have to associate with the Quanzhen Sect on Zhongnan Mountain.  Thinking that he and Li Zhichang were incompatible with each other and almost got into a fight, after three punches, he didn't dare to think about what kind of situation the Shen Fist Sect would face if he continued to stay here.  Therefore, he had no choice but to hold on to the last bit of luck in his heart and hurried out to check.  The person who came to report the news was a frightened gray-robed Quanzhen disciple, his expression full of panic and anxiety.  Seeing Li Zhichang jumping out, the disciple immediately stepped forward and said urgently: "Uncle, something serious has happened. The Tatars suddenly attacked on horseback just now, and were blocked by the senior brothers who were responsible for guarding at the foot of the mountain.  "Except, the Mongolian army is so powerful that the brothers can't stand it now." Li Zhichang quickly asked, "How many people are here from the Tatars?"  , at least four to five thousand people, but because there are too many, the disciples cannot break down the number." As soon as he finished speaking, the people who were chasing him felt a breeze blowing behind them. When they looked back, it turned out to be.  Wang Zhitan used the Golden Wild Goose Kung Fu and jumped to the top of the Chongyang Palace.  Li Zhichang shouted loudly: "Brother, what are you doing up there?" Wang Zhitan did not answer, but looked towards the mountain gate from a distance, his expression extremely cold and solemn.  After a moment, he waved his sleeves lightly, lifted his feet, and after a few moves in the air, he landed gracefully.  Lu Youjiao stepped forward and asked, "Taoist Wang, what's the situation now?" Wang Zhitan pondered for a moment and then said, "It seems that the Tatars are serious about taking action this time. I'm afraid there are more than 10,000 soldiers coming this time."  "When the disciple who reported the news just now said that there were no less than four or five thousand Tatars, everyone present was shocked. However, when Wang Zhitan said that there were actually more than ten thousand people, the crowd immediately exploded.  For the Quanzhen Sect, this news was like a bolt from the blue.  Although the reinforcements brought by various gangs and factions on Zhongnan Mountain at this moment total no less than five or six thousand people, and there are still several natural dangers that can be taken advantage of, if they really have to fight, the outcome is still uncertain.  In the end, these people are just a group of rabble. In their hearts, this team of five or six thousand people is really not as reliable as the hundreds of thousands of people they brought. And when they heard that the Mongolian army had tens of thousands of people, the two faced each other.  In comparison, anyone would think that this is a war without any suspense.  Wang Zhidan observed what everyone said and knew what everyone was thinking, but the most important thing at the moment was not to plan long-term or slowly, but to quickly dispatch troops and generals to stop the Mongolian army charging up the mountain first, because  If they were just a little late, the Quanzhen Sect and everyone on this mountain would be doomed.  Thinking of this, he immediately said: "Everyone, the Tatars suddenly attacked the mountain. There is no need to say more about the situation on Zhongnan Mountain at this time. There is no need to say that if the nest is overturned, there will be no eggs left. Once attacked by the Tatars,  Coming up the mountain, is there any way for you to go? Therefore, the only way out is to fight to the death. I, the Quanzhen Sect, will fight to the death, but I don¡¯t know what your plans are.¡± Before he finished speaking, Quanzhen was present.  The disciples suddenly shouted loudly together, "Fight the enemy to the death, until the death!" "Fight the enemy to the death, until the death!" The majesty of the voice resounded through the sky, and the soaring fighting spirit contained in it also shocked those who heard it.  Lu Youjiao was a disciple of the Beggar Clan and had been in contact with Guo Jingduo. Under his influence, he naturally regarded the justice of his family and country as his own responsibility.  In such an atmosphere, he was unknowingly infected and couldn't help shouting: "" The rest of the people were still hesitant and didn't know what to do for a while, but under the influence of the Quanzhen disciples, they  Suddenly, they saw that Lu Youjiao had made his choice, while Wang Zhitan and others continued to inquire with their eyes. Finally, their hearts froze, and they also shouted: "Fight the enemy to the death, until death!"  Only a few breaths.  Seeing that the enemy is fierce, our side has also temporarily relieved its worries.Worried, Wang Zhitan immediately ordered everyone to go down the mountain to meet the enemy!  Guo Sanquan had no intention of continuing to wade through this muddy water, but the situation was overwhelming and he couldn't leave now. If he didn't help the Quanzhen Sect, he would probably be attacked by a group of fellow martial artists in front of him. Besides,  Even if the Quanzhen Sect is finally defeated, they will never take this into account when the Mongols come to kill them on the mountain, and they will be dead by then.  Thinking of this, after three punches, he could only grit his teeth, wave his big hand, and lead the people of his Divine Fist Sect to kill down the mountain with the large army.  In front of the mountain gate, the battle became one-sided almost from the beginning.  For this battle, Ah Shu had made thorough preparations and gathered his elite soldiers and generals. He suddenly launched the attack when Zhao Zhijing suddenly rebelled and the Quanzhen teaching army was unstable.  Not to mention the huge gap that already exists between the two sides, these two points alone are already huge advantages.  Most of the Quanzhen disciples who were arranged by Wang Zhitan to defend in front of the mountain gate were fourth-generation disciples of the same generation as Yang Guo in the sect. Although their martial arts were not high, they were better in numbers, so they shouldered this responsibility.  Wang Zhitan originally planned to let them play a role in slowing down the opponent's attack, because as long as they can survive the initial battle, the third generation disciples of Li Zhichang and Cui Zhifang, who are more powerful in martial arts but are not large in number, can compete with other gangs.  When the reinforcements arrived, they were done, but they never realized that the Mongolian army, which had only been "evenly matched" with them in the first two battles, was completely transformed this time, and the combat effectiveness they showed this time,  It is definitely not comparable to the previous two times.  The flurry of long swords is almost like a joke in front of the sharp scimitars and precise bows and arrows of the Mongolian cavalry. However, a heavily armored cavalry only needs to wave a sword in the crowd, and several Quanzhen disciples will immediately die.  It was splashed on the spot, but there was no way to fight back.  At this time, the fourth-generation disciples responsible for blocking the advance of the Mongolian army were like a bunch of wheat seedlings waiting to be harvested. They gradually fell down under the baptism of arrows and scimitars, turning into ferocious bodies, but they could no longer  Standing body.
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