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The Iron Pagoda, the most terrifying heavy cavalry of the Jin Dynasty. (First published on yinwujiuV〡IshanerU705.COM)　

The Ironclad Cavalry that appeared before everyone at this moment was by no means an ordinary heavy cavalry unit.

The reason is simple: this Iron Pagoda armor is made entirely of modern materials, with the armor plates being made of high-carbon steel with a thickness of 8mm. The entire suit of armor has over two thousand armor plates, and as for its weight…

To put it bluntly, if it were Mo Jiang before he transmigrated, this armor would be so difficult that he would even have trouble walking in it.

Holding a halberd and carrying a war bow, with numerous armor-piercing heavy arrows on Tianjie's back, Mo Jiang was completely inhuman to others at this moment.

This is not a human being at all; it is a moving iron tower, a ferocious beast among men.

"I'll go and charge ahead to see if I can break through the Mongol army. You all wait here."

As he spoke, several hunting dogs gathered behind Tianjie. Their usual playful demeanor with Yang Buhui faded, and they gradually revealed their ferocious and monstrous wolf-like appearance.

The golden eagle Dongjun soared into the sky, circling continuously, while using its unparalleled eyesight to mark high-value units within the military formation.

One man, one horse, one eagle, and five dogs all exuded a shared, fierce, and bloody aura; one could even smell a lingering stench of blood.

"go!"

With a shout from Mo Jiang, Tian Jie began to run. The jet-black warhorse, fully armored, was like a heavy tank, and every time its hooves touched the ground, it seemed to cause a great earthquake.

The five hounds blended into their surroundings like ghosts, their mission being to search for high-value targets such as archers and officers, and to ambush and kill them amidst the chaos.

As for the Golden Eagle Dongjun?

Its claws also gripped two tinderboxes. Once it found the army's supplies, this overlord of the skies would show the Mongol soldiers what it meant to "burn down the granary with a fire dragon."

……

The Heavenly Tribulation possesses extremely formidable strength and endurance, charging with unparalleled momentum. Its enormous size instills fear in soldiers who encounter it for the first time.

In fact, no one would not feel fear when a horse with a shoulder height of 1.5 meters is charging towards them.

Mass multiplied by speed is always the simplest and most direct formula for destructive power.

Given the combined weight of the Heavenly Tribulation itself and the horse armor, the impact of such a high-speed run would have been devastating. Those soldiers wearing leather armor would have had little chance of survival, let alone being hit head-on and even dying a complete death.

"Hahahaha... Come on, let's fight!"

Mo Jiang swung his halberd wildly. He didn't need any fancy moves. At the speed of the Heavenly Tribulation, he only needed to swing his weapon to cut any soldier who dared to appear beside him in two, or even pierce through them twice or three times with a single spear thrust.

A violent flame burned in his heart, and the Nine Yang Divine Skill was pushed to its limit by the killing.

Mo Jiang could feel that the more he killed, the faster his internal energy circulated, and it even began to spontaneously open up his acupoints.

Compared to ordinary meditation and cultivation, it seems that killing allows him to improve more quickly.

Without using bows and arrows—which wouldn't kill many people in this environment—Mo Jiang controlled the Heavenly Tribulation to specifically target areas with large populations, leaving behind a path of blood, flesh, and mud.

The Heavenly Tribulation showed no fear of the soldiers; in fact, it found pleasure in trampling several soldiers to death with its hooves.

During the charge, Tianjie deliberately used its hooves to trample the soldiers to death.

Guided by the Golden Eagle Dongjun, Mo Jiang quickly found the location of the army's commander.

A quarter of an hour later, he slowly returned to Butterfly Valley with the commander's head in his arms.

110. What kind of story is this?

Ding Minjun and Bei Jinyi looked pale as they saw the many heads that Mo Jiang had brought back, heads that had clearly been cut off not long ago.

Meanwhile, Mo Jiang was sprinkling lime on the heads and trying to build a mound of skulls.

Perhaps because he had never done this kind of activity before, or perhaps because Mo Jiang himself was not very familiar with architecture, he still couldn't stack it into a perfect pyramid shape after many attempts.

After countless attempts to place the object on top, and still after someone's head rolled off, Mo Jiang finally lost his temper.

"Damn it, he just won't stay up there properly!"

He suddenly flung the head out of his hand. The fragile head shattered upon impact with the tree trunk, causing it to dent and shake violently.

Ji Xiaofu held her daughter and covered her eyes to prevent her from seeing this horrifying scene.

After all, for a child who is only a few years old, something like a Jingguan (a mound of stones) is far too intense.

Several medicine boys took the warhorses and hunting dogs to the nearby river to wash up. They were covered in blood, and even had bits of flesh or bone stuck in their fur.

Abbess Miejue stood quietly to the side, watching Mo Jiang play with human heads like a child. It was because of her standing there that Ding Minjun and Bei Jinyi dared not leave, even though they felt disgusted and nauseous.

"What a trick!"

Upon hearing Abbess Miejue's praise, the disciples' eyes widened in surprise, for they knew their master rarely praised anyone.

Even the disciples within the sect only offer a few words of praise when they are in a good mood.

Praising Mo Jiang, a member of another sect, means that Abbess Miejue is very happy, extremely happy.

It is indeed something to be happy about, because of the thousands of soldiers that Mo Jiang surrounded Butterfly Valley, more than 600 were killed by Mo Jiang, which is two-thirds of the total number of deaths.

Yes, death, not injury or death.

In Mojiang and his animal friends, there is no such thing as injury.

Even those who didn't die immediately were all finished off afterward.

Not to mention that Mo Jiang also took the head off the commander of this army and killed all his personal guards. It can be said that apart from the auxiliary soldiers who were just there to make up the numbers, he wiped out all the regular combat force of this army.

Because of this achievement, Abbess Miejue not only praised Mo Jiang, but even smiled.

Although it was very stiff, as if he hadn't smiled in a long time, it was a genuine smile of happiness.

"I've wiped out so many of the Yuan soldiers, and the rest probably won't be able to regroup anytime soon. If we're going to leave, we'd better do it before dawn tomorrow."

According to Mo Jiang's estimation, if the Yuan court were to continue to cause him trouble, the next time it would probably be the elite troops led by the Prince of Ruyang.

Or they could send out the experts from the Prince of Ruyang's mansion, such as the Two Elders of Xuanming, the Eighteen Vajras, and the Eight Heroes of Divine Arrows...

None of these recruited guys are easy to deal with.

……

The next day, Mo Jiang and the others set off before dawn. After leaving Butterfly Valley, Abbess Miejue and her two disciples chose a different path and left without looking back.

As for Ji Xiaofu, Abbess Miejue didn't even bother to look at her after yesterday, treating her as if she had no disciple at all.

After all, she knew she had already lost the ten-move agreement, and the fact that Mo Jiang had massacred the Mongol army made her extremely happy, so she simply stopped caring about Ji Xiaofu's affairs.

Hu Qingniu and his wife naturally had to follow Mo Jiang. Not to mention that Granny Jin Hua might still be secretly watching, they had already agreed that they would have to work for Mo Jiang for a period of time.

As for Ji Xiaofu, she is still grieving being expelled from her sect and has no idea where to go.

As for the apprentices, those who were willing to come along were taken along, while those who were unwilling were given a sum of money to leave.

There are two carriages in Butterfly Valley, just enough to carry people. As for the horses pulling the carriages...

Mo Jiang killed many soldiers and also acquired many horses as spoils of war.

Perhaps because Mo Jiang had wiped out an army, nothing happened along the way thanks to his escort.

Mo Jiang first took Hu Qingniu and his wife, along with the medicine boy, to Sihai Baoxing to settle down. He then asked an employee of Sihai Baoxing to arrange a secluded house for Hu Qingniu and his family on the mountain.

Both husband and wife are technical professionals who don't usually have much contact with the outside world.

At this moment, the two began to discuss how to quickly improve their internal strength, as the first task Mo Jiang entrusted to them was.

Even now, Mo Jiang has opened up dozens of acupoints and widened his meridians considerably, but he is still far from mastering the Nine Yang Divine Skill. The accumulation of internal energy, meridians, acupoints, and the Xuan Guan are all indispensable and are the necessary hardware for mastering the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

This is an unavoidable, arduous process for martial artists in this world, but Mo Jiang is different. He has resources from several different worlds, allowing him to try and figure out how to improve himself quickly.

"Tsk, why doesn't this world have things like the Golden Silkworm King or the Experience Pill that allow you to level up just by eating one?"

Mo Jiang grumbled as he stepped through the gates of Wudang Mountain.

Zhang Sanfeng had been back with Zhang Wuji for some time, and after learning that Mo Jiang had also returned, he also left the hut.

The Wudang Sect was managed by Song Yuanqiao, while Zhang Sanfeng studied martial arts in a wooden house on the back mountain of Wudang and rarely went out.

While in the Kunlun Mountains, Mo Jiang also brought Zhang Sanfeng some modern books to pass the time, including information on Tai Chi.

Although modern health-preserving Tai Chi is completely different from what Zhang Sanfeng comprehended in the original novel "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber", it still greatly inspired his thinking. After returning from Kunlun, he stayed in the wooden house for seclusion.

Having met Zhang Sanfeng, and through Zhang Sanfeng's introduction, I also met his six senior brothers, which means I have entered the sect.

As for rituals and the like, Zhang Sanfeng was naturally easygoing and disliked trouble, so his disciples didn't insist on it.

After meeting his fellow disciples, Mo Jiang privately approached Zhang Sanfeng and told him about Ji Xiaofu.

From witnessing the Mongols massacring the five major clans along the way, to his storming of the city government offices, and finally enduring ten blows from Abbess Miejue's sword...

He explained everything in detail, and finally Mo Jiang spread his hands and said, "That's how it is. Teacher, what do you think we should do? I'm just a junior brother I recently met with Sixth Senior Brother, so it's really not appropriate to tell him about this."

Tell a man you've only known for a short time that your fiancée was not only raped and had a child, but that she was also mentally abused because of being confined.

You haven't even finished saying those words one second, and the next second someone will be drawing their sword against you.

What kind of hentai plot is this?

If these words were spoken to the victim's face, any husband who wasn't incompetent would have immediately gone berserk and started a fight.

Mo Jiang never overestimates other people's rationality, and he also knows that if he gets beaten up because of this, there's nowhere to seek justice.

So he simply handed the matter over to the teacher to handle; he really had no other ideas.

111. This plan has a very high success rate, what is it? A full 60%!

Regarding the matter of Yin Liting and Ji Xiaofu, Mo Jiang felt he had done everything he could.

As for the remaining issues, that's for Yin Liting to decide, or for his teacher to make the decision for him.

Regardless of the reason, Mo Jiang will not devote any more energy to this matter.

……

The Sihai Trading Company is not geographically far from Wudang Mountain; in fact, it is quite close, with a straight-line distance of about 20 li.

It's just the right distance—too far to walk, but just right if you have a horse-drawn carriage or donkey cart.

On a remote hilltop not far from the Sihai Trading Company, which was also owned by Wanji, Hu Qingniu and his wife simply built a new house there because of its remote location and the fact that few people came here.

This couple, who were dedicated to studying medicine and poisons, did not place too much importance on things like their living environment. They were more interested in further improving their medical and poison skills than anything else.

Oh, besides that, Wang Nangu always wanted to surpass Hu Qingniu and outdo her husband.

However, at this moment, the couple had no intention of winning or losing. Instead, they looked serious and focused, as if they had entered a certain state and were fully absorbed in one thing.

Two months have passed since they accepted Mo Jiang's commission and obtained the modern medical books.

Hu Qingniu and Wang Nangu truly deserve to be called top medical talents. They quickly grasped modern medical theories and combined them with their own knowledge to innovate.

As for what exactly they produced...

Mo Jiang didn't fully understand.

After all, he wasn't a medical student, and he had forgotten most of his biology knowledge from his teachers, so it was normal that he didn't understand some parts.

At this moment, he was sitting naked in the wooden tub, with only a towel covering his lower body.

Mo Jiang did this for a simple reason: Hu Qingniu said there was a method that could potentially increase his internal energy significantly in a short period of time.

"Martial arts are divided into Yin and Yang. Different martial arts cultivate different meridians in the body, but in the end they all lead to the same goal: to form internal strength in the body by refining essence into Qi and absorbing the Qi of heaven and earth, and finally storing it in the Dantian."

As Hu Qingniu spoke, his hands never stopped moving, constantly fiddling with the things on the table.

The items were a mixed bag, including gold needles, a pestle, syringes, and beakers.

Hu Qingniu even used a pestle to grind a certain medicinal material into powder, added it to water, and then poured it into a measuring cylinder to measure its volume.

This scene of East meets West made Mo Jiang's eyes twitch.

"The so-called innate talent can be divided into two aspects. The first is physical talent, and the second is talent in comprehension. The second type of talent is extremely difficult to discover, but the first type is much easier to discover. This is also the main method used by many martial arts elders to select disciples. They check the bones and muscles, examine the meridians, sense the dantian, etc., all of which are to confirm whether the person is suitable for learning martial arts."

There are two kinds of physical talents. The first kind is that multiple meridians in the body are naturally unobstructed, allowing one to make rapid progress in internal energy cultivation.

Mo Jiang understood that having multiple meridians naturally unblocked meant that cultivating internal energy required circulating it throughout the body, a daily practice that could not be stopped even for a day. The symbol of becoming a master was opening up the many meridians in the body. If one could open up all eight extraordinary meridians and the Ren and Du meridians, then one would be an unparalleled master.

Internal energy is lost during circulation and condensation within the meridians. The more unobstructed the meridians are, the less internal energy is lost, and the higher the efficiency of circulation and condensation.

This will naturally increase their combat power and daily training speed.

"The other type is one whose qi and blood are far superior to ordinary people. When refining essence into qi, they can obtain an excessive amount of internal energy. They are also strong and powerful. Even if such a person has only mastered a rudimentary internal skill, they can far surpass experts of the same level. When they fight, they are invincible and become stronger as they fight."

As he spoke, Hu Qingniu pointed at Mo Jiang, whose body was full of explosive muscles, "With your body full of qi and blood, you don't even need to work on your bones and muscles. Just by looking at your appearance, you can tell that your qi and blood are far superior to the ordinary."