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Chapter 58: The time is not right, what can we do?

The explosion in Chengdu resulted in the complete annihilation of the Yuan army's elite forces.

When Kublai Khan learned of the Battle of Chengdu from the defeated soldiers who had fled back from Chengdu, he...

He was nearly sixty years old and was so angry that he fainted on the spot.

When he slowly regained consciousness, he found himself being guarded by his personal guards and on the run.

It turns out that the surrendered troops under his command, including the Goryeo and Jurchen tribes, all harbored rebellious intentions after learning that the Yuan army's elite forces had been wiped out in Chengdu and witnessing Kublai Khan's shock and subsequent fainting.

Fortunately, his personal guard commander saw the opportunity early and escorted him out of the camp that very night while he was unconscious.

According to the scouts, when Wu Guo's general Lü Wenhuan led his troops to the Yuan camp.

They didn't use much effort at all to persuade the surrendered Mongol servants who had run out of supplies to surrender.

These servants were already of low status in the Yuan army, and they had only pretended to cooperate because they were subservient to the Yuan army's military force.

Now that the Wu Kingdom has been able to defeat the powerful Yuan Mongols several times, these opportunists naturally don't mind changing masters.

Mongolia was already a vast and sparsely populated region, and the two defeats at Xiangyang and Chengdu essentially wiped out the Yuan army's elite Mongol troops.

Without its main force in control, the Yuan Dynasty was on the verge of collapse.

When Kublai Khan woke up, he seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, and his entire spirit and energy were withered.

It is unbelievable that he, a great ruler of the Yuan Dynasty, has suffered repeated defeats in front of a small Wu Kingdom, and now he has even squandered all of his country's vital forces.

The Yuan Mongols don't even need to wait for the Wu Kingdom's army to conquer them; the other major khanates won't let go of this piece of fat meat that's right in front of them.

The women and children of his tribe would be taken in by other khanates, and all the wealth he had accumulated in the Yuan Dynasty would be plundered.

"Whoosh...whoosh!"

Just as Kublai Khan was feeling utterly despondent, several of his personal guards and scouts who were exploring ahead were instantly killed by arrows flying from the mountains on both sides.

"Enemy attack!"

The captain of the personal guards immediately shouted a warning to his soldiers.

Their troops, numbering nearly a thousand, quickly formed a tight encirclement after receiving the warning, firmly protecting Kublai Khan in the center of the formation.

Kublai Khan was not alarmed. Although he was old and could no longer wield a sword and spear, he had not lost his courage.

However, their impenetrable defenses had just been formed.

Rocks were already tumbling down the hillsides on both sides, hurtling straight towards them in the canyon.

The boulder, several meters wide, crashed into the Yuan army's defensive ranks below, propelled by the force it had accumulated as it rolled down from a height.

They crushed and carved out bloody paths.

The Yuan army's personal guards suffered heavy losses in an instant due to this wave of attacks.

The formation they had formed was also shattered by the attack.

However, this is only the beginning.

From the woods on both sides, Han soldiers clad in fine armor, with shields on their left and swords on their right, and bows and crossbows hanging from their waists, began to appear frequently.

It was none other than the elite warrior monks that Mo Fei had sent out that night to fight.

Their mission was singular: to prevent Kublai Khan from returning to the grasslands. The moment they appeared, they unleashed a volley of arrows, instantly filling the sky above the canyon with a dense barrage of arrows that rained down on the Yuan army.

When the Yuan soldiers drew their swords to parry the arrows, a result they deeply regretted occurred.

"Bang... Bang!"

The arrows they deflected exploded instantly upon colliding with the swords.

Countless tiny steel balls and iron fragments suddenly scattered, and with the force of the explosion, they penetrated into the Yuan soldiers' armor and went straight to their lungs.

"what……!"

Countless screams and wails instantly echoed through the canyon. This wave of explosive arrows directly felled a large number of the Yuan army's remaining elite troops.

"Capture Kublai Khan alive, and you will be richly rewarded!"

Shouts of "Capture Kublai Khan alive!" began to echo through the canyon.

The warrior monks of the Vanguard Camp charged into the remnants of the Yuan army like tigers descending from the mountain, wreaking havoc.

They may not be suited for large-scale battles, but in these small-scale skirmishes, each of them is a master capable of taking on ten opponents.

The Yuan army's personal guards were also elite soldiers carefully selected from the army.

However, compared to these martial arts masters, his skills were simply not up to par.

In just a few moments, the outer defenses were breached by the warrior monks who charged into battle, and they began heading straight for Kublai Khan.

Kublai Khan stared with bloodshot eyes at the routed Yuan army.

A sudden surge of melancholy, like that of a hero past his prime, welled up inside me.

He casually drew the crimson gold scimitar he always carried, and gently stroked the cold blade with his wrinkled right hand.

His glorious life began to replay in his mind. He thought of Kublai Khan, who became king at the age of thirty, emperor at the age of fifty, pacified Dali, entered Sichuan and Tibet, and even defeated the Southern Song Dynasty to the point of losing its national strength.

I never imagined that I would lose my life in this small gorge.

"Soldiers of the Yuan army, our Great Yuan has never had a captured emperor, not before, and never will."

"Warriors, follow me to kill the enemy!"

With a shout, Kublai Khan, nearing sixty, charged at the warrior monks in battle for the last time, wielding his golden sword.

Seeing their Khan so fearless, the Yuan soldiers' morale soared.

They actually managed to repel a wave of attacks from the charging monks.

However, morale is just morale; in the face of absolute strength, it is all meaningless.

When Bao took the lead and beheaded the Yuan army's personal guard commander with a single stroke of his refined steel sword, the Yuan army's morale collapsed completely.

As he watched his personal guards fall to the ground and die, Kublai Khan's eyes were filled with sorrow. He raised his hand to gently smooth his disheveled hair and straighten the slightly crooked crown on his head.

Suddenly, he cried out in a mournful voice towards the sky:
"The times are against me, what can I do but vain!"

After shouting this, Kublai Khan did not strike the enemy with his golden sword, but instead swiftly slashed at his own neck.

With a flash of sword light, the reign of a mighty Mongol emperor came to an end!
This man, who brought deep shame to the Central Plains, met the end of his life in this narrow mountain valley!
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