After the earth-shaking sound, Bob saw Yan no longer visible. Zhao Qian thought the task was done and led the black cavalry to kill elsewhere. Gundam said happily: "Boyan is finished, it's over. Roar to me: Boyan is finished!" Under his leadership, the soldiers of the Song army were greatly energetic and shouted: "Boyan is finished."

For a moment, the entire battlefield was filled with shouts of "Boyan is over". The Song army was so excited that they heard it. The weapon in their hands chucked at the Mongolian soldiers. The Mongolian soldiers were panicked and their hands were weak, and they covered the Song army with heavy casualties.

After all, the Mongolian Iron Cavalry was a Mongolian Iron Cavalry and was well-known. Alahan led his soldiers to fight to the death. After paying a heavy price, he finally stopped the Song army's offensive before retreating into the camp.

Up to now, what is certain is that the Song army won a great victory. The depressedness of suffering consecutive defeats since the outbreak of the war has ceased to exist. Everyone feels proud and happy, lined up in neat rows, stepping on the arrogant army and retreating their troops back to the city.

Seeing Li Jun's body on the city from afar, a sense of reverence arose. I don't know who shouted first: "Long live the emperor!" One person shouted, thousands of people were in harmony, and the soldiers of the three armies shouted vigorously: "Long live the emperor! Long live the emperor!" Thousands of shouts formed a majestic song, soaring into the sky.

Listening to the soldiers' heartfelt shouts, Li Jun was mixed with emotion. Twenty days ago, he came to this world and suddenly realized that he had become the unlucky Song Duzong and the opponent of Kublai Khan, who was a magnificent man. He burned incense without being scared and paralyzed. He did not expect to have the great victory today. After his unremitting efforts, the Southern Song Dynasty, which was originally on the verge of collapse, finally came back to life and achieved unprecedented victory. He couldn't help but shed a few drops of excited hero tears, raising his arms and shouting: "Thank you, soldiers!"

The soldiers shouted in unison: "Long live the emperor!" in response.

Li Jun raised his arms again and shouted: "Long live the Song Dynasty! Long live China!"

The soldiers shouted vigorously: "Long live the Song Dynasty! Long live China!"

Passionate shouts formed a shocking war song, which spread from afar. The people in the city were infected by this sound and joined the ranks of shouting. More and more people shouting, louder and louder, more and more majestic and heroic, and the whole Lin'an City was boiling!

Lin'an, this ancient historical city has never been as passionate as it is now! Everyone is so radiant, happier than the New Year, and proudly raised their chests.

Listening to the earth-shaking shouts, Alahan looked at Li Junwei's body on the top of the city and felt scared. At this moment, in his eyes, Li Jun's body was no longer a simple flesh and blood body, but had become an insurmountable barrier, defending Lin'an like the Great Wall defending the Chinese nation! Defending the Song Dynasty!

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Xie Daoqing was chanting scriptures in her small Buddhist temple: "Amitabha, Buddha is merciful, bless me in the Song Dynasty! Bless the emperor to return victoriously!" When he was chanting, there were shocking sounds of long live in his ears. He was shocked and said, "What's wrong? Win?"

Queen Quan, who was serving her, said, "Shou and Shengfu, you will be filled with joy when you hear this sound, and you will naturally win."

"Why is it so easy to win? Didn't you win before? One fight and one lose. Is the Tartars not as good as before?" Xie Daoqing was a little confused.

Queen Quan said proudly with a pretty face, "The emperor is very different from before. He is wise and powerful, so he can naturally win."

"Yeah!" Xie Daoqing agreed and said, "Yan'er, let's shout a few more! Long live the emperor! Long live the Song Dynasty! Long live China!" The more you shouted, the more you became more and more magical, as if you were twenty years younger.

Queen Quan also shouted. For a moment, a delicate shout came from the small Buddhist temple.

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The generals of Alahan looked at Boyan lying on the bed nervously. There was no other sound in the tent except for the breathing of the generals. It was really a needle that could be heard.

The doctor raised his head tremblingly, his face pale and no blood at all. This was the best answer. Alahan's heart suddenly tightened, and his right hand was placed on the hilt of the knife, and his eyes shot out like a beast, staring at the doctor.

The doctor knelt down for Alahan and said, "General, General, please spare your life, the villain has done his best. The villain is really poor and has no way to save the prime minister. Please ask the general to raise his hands and spare his life." Kowtowing him was like pounding garlic, and he couldn't even speak clearly, and cold sweat oozed out of his forehead.

Boyan took out a tragic look from the crowd, which was terrible. His ears, eyes, nose, mouth and blood were all covered with blood. It was really bleeding from his seven orifices. If his personal soldiers hadn't sacrificed their lives to save him, he had stacked a tall arhat and pressed him down, and would have blown to pieces. Even so, the huge shock wave still made him bleeding from his seven orifices, making his life unpredictable.

Alahan and the others were not surprised at all, but they just didn't want to hear this result. Alahan cursed hatefully: "You quack doctor, the prime minister is a living person. What's the point of leaving you for treatment?" As the sword flashed, the doctor's head rolled to the ground, his mouth still twitching, obviously he was still begging for mercy.

Alahan kicked his head out of the tent, kicked the body out, and scolded, "Useless fool. Throw it out to feed the wild dog." Sitting beside Boyan's bed, he leaned on Boyan's chest, and cried: "Prime Minister, Prime Minister, you have to hold on, you must hold on, and you must not leave us alone. The emperor wants you to destroy the Southern Dynasty, and success is imminent, and you cannot be without you."

Although Boyan was harsh, he was fair and selfless, brave and good at fighting, and was loved by the soldiers. The generals felt their noses sore, and they couldn't help but shed tears and sobbed.

While Alahan was crying, he felt that Boyan moved a moment. When he looked up, he opened his eyes and pressed his hands on the bed. He sat up all of a sudden, saying, "What's wrong with you? He was crying and making a fuss, like a foaler. I slept soundly, so I woke you up, deliberately not letting me sleep, right?"

Alahan and the others were shocked and said, "Prime Minister, you, are you really awake?"

Boyan felt amused and cried, and cursed: "Look at yourself, you look mournful and deliberately want me to die, right? I'm fine. Wipe my tears clean. The strong men of Mongolian men will never urinate even if they die."
Chapter completed!