The God of Destruction

"The death of the Meng Xing and Song people is also the general trend, but now? The Song Dynasty is still alive, Man Meng is about to perish, the general trend is now. The Song Dynasty is still orthodox, although the hearts of the people of the South are ups and downs, but they are not disheartened.

Lin Chaoying did not lose control of the world. In her early years, she admired Wang Chongyang and had her own views on the current situation.

"Chaoying, I understand what you are talking about." Pan Chenan caressed and said softly, "You can rest assured that for my own little life and for you, I will not be reckless."

Lin Chaoying saw Pan Chen made up his mind to stop persuading him, sighed and said: "Then be careful, think as much as you want." Think about us. "

The sound became lower and lower, then disappeared. Lin Chaoying is not a gentle woman. He has always been strong.

"You, be careful!" Little Dragon Girl also said, her voice was cold, but there were also great concerns.

Pan Chen nodded and left.

Since late July, Man Meng has sent more than 130 troops to attack Qin Long and Hebei from all aspects. The soldiers are facing Ju Yongguan, the Han people are afraid, the Song Dynasty is furious, and the whole world is shocked!

This war has caught everyone's attention in the world!

In mid-August, Song Ting used the war between Pan Chen and Man Meng to disregard the safety of the Han people and dispatched brazen troops to Xiangfan and Yundi.

The world is noisy!

Song Ting went forward bravely and plummeted!

Especially in Sichuan, Yun, Xiangfan, and Northland, the Song Dynasty's heart can be said to be lost; in the south, the Song Dynasty's base camp, the people's heart is uneasy, the military's heart is unstable, and the undercurrent is turbulent.

At the beginning of September, Man Meng lost!

Genghis Khan Tiemuzhen was killed by Panchenge, Zhu Qi, Wukoutai and other Mengmeng and Jin children. Nearly a thousand generals fell and hundreds of thousands of Mengmeng iron rode across the border fields.

Standing on the side of the world, the Han people are very excited!

Mid-September.

Tens of thousands of troops who attacked Qinlong Hebei were killed by many generals such as Fu Youde, Feng Sheng and Man Meng. Prince Chahetai led thousands of famous horses to escape to the capital.

At this time, Man Meng went from prosperity to decline, no longer the prosperous period of Tiemuzhen period.

At the same time, in Sichuan, the original defeated Ming Wangjun suddenly turned over, and the Song Dynasty was killed in worship. Chang Yuchun, Blue Yusheng captured the Songjun coach, defeated Songjun, Xiangyang, Yundi changed hands again, lost ground and was recovered.

While everyone thought that Ming Wangjun was still pursuing, whether it was Xu Da in the north, Xiangfan often encountered spring, or Yunbiyu in Sichuan, he stopped one by one.

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Southern Song Dynasty, Lin'an.

At the foot of the emperor, the land is prosperous, Yanliu painted bridge, ten miles of lotus, people come and go, side by side, full of traffic and vitality.

"Sure enough, this is a good place, prosperous, people forget to come back."

Li Xin was frightened, his eyes were as usual, no one would think, what kind of damage will Man Meng Tieqi go south, everything will be broken like a dream.

Maybe it ’s not that no one thinks about it, just because there are too few people, or it ’s thinking about it, but there is no way to change it, so you can only get drunk and die.

This is unfortunate for the entire Song Dynasty! This is also the sorrow of the entire era!

Pan Chen sighed softly, turned into a sparsely populated street, and then disappeared.

auzw.com A restaurant in a dark room.

"This is a secret report collected by Jin Yiwei in Lin'an, please check it out!" A chubby middle-aged man said with a smile.

"I won't read it. Tell me what important news this is." Pan Chen asked gently.

"No, no. Song Jun was defeated, and the emperor was scared. Even if he was the luckiest, I wouldn't wait for the attack." The middle-aged man opened his mouth, quite disdainful. One of the women came to Lin'an. "

"Oh, who is it?"

"Huang Rong, Huang Yaoshi's daughter!"

Song Ting, Lin'an, a restaurant.

In the restaurant, groups of warriors sat together in groups, drinking a lot of wine, eating meat, disturbing the environment, and making a lot of noise.

"Totem, the defeat of Song Jun and the great victory of the Ming Dynasty, the world will undergo tremendous changes."

"The emperor of the Song Dynasty was dizzy, and the traitor minister was in charge of the war between King Ming and Man Meng. He was really looking for death."

"Hush! This is Lin'an, at the feet of Tianzi, whisper."

"What are you afraid of? Song Ting is so busy now, what are you afraid of?"

Many people disapprove of it. As martial arts, they have long been accustomed to freedom, and they are very unaccustomed to the Song Dynasty.

"Why, Brother Li, what are you doing here?"

On the edge of the restaurant, near the railing, a woman appeared in surprise. "Aren't you supposed to be in Chengdu?"

Pan Chen looked at the past, and a ray of surprise flashed through her eyes: this woman is still young, but at the age of sixteen or seven, her skin is better than snow, and her face is beautiful, she cannot be forced to see .

"Little Huang Rong, I'm waiting for you here." Pan Chen smiled.

"Hey, I don't believe it." Huang Rong came to Panchen, beauty circulation, dexterity: "This is Lin'an, Emperor Song is here; a few days ago, Song Jun openly attacked, you must come to retaliate."

"Little Yellow"

"Why did Li's brother call me Xiao Huang Rong? Depending on your age, you are not much older than me. If I call you Brother Lin, you can call me Rong Er." Huang Rong looks beautiful and his cheeks are slightly red. , Very shy: "That's what Dad calls me."

"Rong'er, how do you think I will retaliate?" Pan Chen obediently asked.

"Okay" Huang Rongxiu frowned, looking at a white suit, leisurely Pan Chen, meticulous little face, "Brother Lin came here personally, he would definitely not do a small show, nor worth the risk; Say, isn't it? "

Pan Chen listened to Huang Rong's analysis, and his face was pale, and he tasted the tea gently in his hand, with a fragrance.

I don't know if it's the taste of tea, or the fragrance of Huang Rong's body, still. Both.

Huang Rong looked directly at Pan Chen, his hair was gently raised, and he put together word for word, solemnly whispered: "Into the palace alone, the sword returned to the Emperor of the Song Dynasty!"

Pan Chen caressed and said with a smile: "Rong'er matches Rong'er in the style of feminine Zhuge."

"That's it! Brother Lin, can you take me with you? Oh, no!" Huang Rong raised his head proudly and suddenly woke up, asking in disbelief: "Brother Lin, don't you really want to do this?"

"Is there any problem?" Pan Chen asked.

"I'm just guessing." Huang Rong said with a gleam, worriedly: "Brother Lin, you are thinking about this." If this is a normal time, go to the palace to play games. "...

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