"General Shan, where are we?" On the official road to Shaoshi Mountain, Yin Mingkong suddenly stopped the army and said to Shan Xiongxin beside him.

"It should be ten miles away from Shaolin Temple." Shan Xiongxin glanced around, looked at the terrain, and said slowly: "What orders do you have, Master Yin?"

"General Shan, what do you think Lu Zhaoci would think if he learned that a troop of soldiers and horses passed through the Tang army's defense lines from Luoshui?" Yin Mingkong said coldly.

"Of course we won't let this team go." Shan Xiongxin said without thinking.

"Yes, you are right." Yin Mingkong sneered: "Maybe he is sending troops to chase us at this time! He must be very curious as to why we want to go to the Shaolin Temple in Shaoshi Mountain, so he will definitely send people to chase us.

Killing more than a thousand of us."

"Your Excellency, are you planning to ambush these people?" Shan Xiongxin's eyes lit up, but soon darkened, saying, "Killing these people will probably not help the situation!"

"It has no effect on the general situation, but it plays a very important role in our mission." Yin Mingkong sneered: "It is difficult for those monks from Shaolin Temple to come out with us, Lu Zhaoci from the underworld. You must know this

You open your mouth to Amitabha Buddha, but keep your mouth shut. You have great skills, but you don’t want to be stained by the world of mortals. You are willing to practice hard in the mountains and forests, thinking only about promoting Buddhism, and after death go to the Paradise of Paradise in the West. It is so long to be next to Your Majesty.

Time has passed, and I haven't seen him help His Majesty once. Humph, Your Majesty once wanted to train soldiers with the martial arts of Shaolin Temple, but he was rejected by the old monk Tan Zong. What's more, now that Luoyang City has become a lonely city, these old guys are even more

I won’t agree to it.”

"Then what should we do?" Shan Xiongxin frowned. He had pledged his vote in front of Wang Shichong. If he couldn't complete the task, he would be embarrassed to see Wang Shichong. Is it really possible to bloodbath the Shaolin Temple with more than a thousand troops in front of him?

, although this Shaolin Temple is located deep in the mountains and old forests, it has a good reputation at home. Once the Shaolin Temple is destroyed, Shan Xiongxin will become a rat that everyone calls for beating.

"Haha, don't worry, someone has already given us a stepping stone. With these people here, I am not afraid that Monk Tan Zong will not agree to help His Majesty." A mysterious smile appeared on Yin Mingkong's face.

"My lord, your intention is to take the lives of the Tang army to threaten the Tanzong monks of Shaolin Temple, forcing them to take refuge with Your Majesty." Shan Xiongxin's eyes lit up and he looked at Yin Mingkong in surprise.

"That's right." Yin Mingkong sneered and said: "Old monk Tan Zong claims to be an expert outside the world and does not interfere in the disputes outside the world. Hum, if the pursuers behind me are killed by them, hum, I will kill you."

Let’s see if they still have the desire to hide in the Shaolin Temple, chant sutras and meditate. If they don’t come out and follow His Majesty to conquer the world, what else can they accomplish?”

Shan Xiongxin on the side was shocked when he heard this. He heard that several eminent monks from Shaolin Temple had saved Yin Mingkong. In the end, he would also design his own savior. These literati were really not good people, even his own savior.

Design, it seems that I have to stay away from these literati in the future, otherwise, it will not be very simple to frame me one day. When I thought of this, I quickly said: "I will obey Master Yin's instructions." He was Wang Shichong's son-in-law.

He was considered a prince-in-law, and his title was much higher than that of Yin Mingkong, but he still sat down in front of Yin Mingkong honestly.

"I heard that General Shan is famous for being good at training troops under Li Mi?" Yin Mingkong asked with a smile.

"The last general did have some merit under Li Mi's command, but in terms of military training, Xu Shiji should be above the last general." Shan Xiongxin's face turned red, but he did not tell lies.

"If you calculated mentally but not intentionally, could your soldiers defeat Xu Shiji's soldiers?" Yin Mingkong asked again...

"That's natural." Shan Xiongxin said, patting his chest.

"Okay. In this case, we will plot against their Shaolin Temple." Yin Mingkong snorted coldly: "I just want to see if the old monk will come down the mountain. The general can send people to the back to find out, I'm afraid the other party The pursuers are not far away from us, we have to find a good place to come."

"Okay." Shan Xiongxin quickly ordered people to inquire about the news from the rear, but he led more than a thousand soldiers to ambush on both sides of the official road.

"General. Look, someone is really chasing us." Halfway up the mountain, Shan Xiongxin looked at a long dragon coming slowly in the distance. He looked carefully, but there were more than a thousand people slowly coming over. Needless to say, , must be the Tang army's troops. For a moment, they admired Yin Shishi on one side. They were also very happy in their hearts. After all, over the years, Wang Shichong has honestly lost battles, especially against Xu Shiji's troops. This was the case, and he rarely won. At that time, the people in Luoyang City lost their confidence, but now if they defeat the team in front of them, it will be enough to improve the morale in Luoyang. Shan Xiongxin can also gain a foothold in Luoyang City. Although he feels that he is training He is not as good as Xu Shiji in many aspects, but with the right time and place, he is still very confident to face Xu Shiji. What's more, as the commander of the army, it is impossible for Xu Shiji to come to chase down a partial army of more than a thousand people. Since the situation is like this, and the opponent is not Xu Shiji, Shan Xiongxin is even more confident to destroy the team in front of him. When he thinks that he is about to achieve a great success, Shan Xiongxin's face shows a strange light.

"General, the opponent has entered an ambush." ​​Shan Xiongxin's personal soldier warned carefully.

"Archers, get ready!" Shan Xiongxin looked at the rising sun in the distance, and the excitement on his face became even stronger.

"Wait a minute!" Suddenly, a gnashing voice came from the side. Shan Xiongxin looked over, only to see Yin Mingkong's eyes were blood red, filled with the light of hatred. He was looking at the thousands of soldiers and horses approaching in the distance, with a look on his face. The ferocious look frightened Shan Xiongxin and he quietly took two steps away.

"Hey, it took no effort at all. I didn't expect it! A big fish has actually been caught. General Shan, this time, you and I have launched a big attack." Yin Mingkong pointed to the distance. A golden figure said.

"Lu Zhaoci!" Shan Xiongxin's eyes suddenly shone, and he said with surprise. When he accompanied Wang Shichong to meet Lu Zhaoci at the foot of Luoyang City, he could tell at a glance that the leader was Lu Zhaoci, and he couldn't help but feel There was a burst of ecstasy, and he couldn't figure out why Lu Zhaoci would come to hunt down a thousand-man team in person. This was beyond his imagination, but he didn't have to think about it now, and the important thing was that this kind of opportunity was hard to wait for. Yes, he wanted to kill Lu Zhaoci. Not only would he become famous, but most importantly, Zheng Guo would be saved. He really couldn't imagine what the consequences would be after Datang lost Lu Zhaoci. He hoped very much, Wang Shichong's palace is not in Luoyang, but in Chang'an. Now he can finally help Wang Shichong achieve this goal. Shan Xiongxin's right hand holding Chang Shan's hands trembled a little.

"The archer who delivers the order, aim at the golden-armored general and shoot him to death." A sneer appeared on Yin Mingkong's face. It was really retribution. He didn't expect it. Lu Zhaoci just wanted to see what happened in this era.

Shaolin Temple will come in person. However, this is rare good news for Yin Mingkong.

"Your Majesty, the mountains and rivers here are dangerous and the terrain is complex. If an army ambush here, I'm afraid we will be in trouble." Cheng Yaojin suddenly said.

"Shut up." Li Junxian cupped his hands towards Lu Zhaoci and said, "Your Majesty, Yi Zhen is talking nonsense. Please forgive me."

"Haha, Yi Zhen, since you said so, how about we stop here? Yi Zhen, how about you go over and investigate?" Lu Zhaoci said with a smile...

"General, let's go now." Unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin jumped off the horse without thinking, holding a long spear in hand, and walked towards the forest on the right.

"Your Majesty, this Yi Zhen is really presumptuous." Li Junxian looked slightly angry. He knew that Lu Zhaoci liked strong generals like Cheng Yaojin very much, but he was arrogant and relied on the emperor's favor, and finally died under the emperor's hand.

I don’t know how many generals he has. Li Junxian and a group of other old ministers from Wagang have also assisted Li Shimin. It is very rare to have Lu Zhaoci’s trust. Once they continue to rely on favors and become arrogant, they will eventually die.

It will be yourself.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Lu Zhaoci said with a smile: "I mainly want to see the Shaolin Temple this time, just treat it as a fun trip. It doesn't matter if you wait."

"Yes!" Li Junxian also looked at the persistent Cheng Yaojin with envy. It was a rare thing to have someone so trusted by the emperor.

"What's going on? Why did you stop suddenly?" Looking far away, Yin Mingkong saw Lu Zhaoci and others leading the army to stop on the official road, and there was a dark-faced man with a exposed face.

A trace of honest smile came slowly.

"Could it have been discovered?" Shan Xiongxin asked in surprise: "It's Cheng Zhijie! No, I'm afraid it's really discovered."

"Cheng Zhijie, the fierce general of Wagang Village back then." Yin Mingkong was also shocked, his face changed, and he said viciously: "Huh, so what if you can avoid thousands of arrows piercing your heart? How can you still avoid the ambush of my army?

? General Shan, attack! I am waiting for your good news here."

"Hmph, they only look like a thousand people, so how can they be our army's opponent?" Shan Xiongxin suddenly shouted loudly and said: "Fire the arrows, the cavalry headquarters will attack with the general."

"Bang!" There was a sharp roar, and then a shower of arrows flew out of the mountains on both sides of the official road and fell on the heads of Tang Jun.

"Enemy attack! Protect Your Majesty!" Li Junxian's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly stood in front of Lu Zhaoci. In an instant, he saw dozens of small shields protecting Lu Zhaoci. Among the guards, Lu Zhaoci

Ci heard countless miserable cries in his ears.

"Kill!" Then there was a roar, and more than a thousand elite cavalry roared towards the Tang army to kill them.

With calculations and unintentional calculations, how could the Tang army who was injured in the rain of arrows be the opponent of these tiger and wolf divisions of Zheng State? In one charge, hundreds of people were injured. If it were not for the relatively small officialdom and the desperate resistance of these imperial guards,

There were more casualties. However, if the arrow rain just now was added, the Tang army lost nearly half of its men in an instant, and most of the rest were injured.

"Lu Zhaoci, I didn't expect to meet you here. You fell into my Mr. Yin's plan today. If you don't get off your horse and surrender, how long will it take?" Shan Xiongxin glanced at the battlefield and saw everyone lying on the ground.

It was Tang Jun, and he couldn't help but feel proud.

"Yin Ming Kong!" Lu Zhaoci's face was livid and his eyes were red. He glanced at the soldiers around him and saw that many of them had been injured, either seriously or lightly. Even Li Junxian had an arrow stuck in his left arm.

"Shan Xiongxin, don't hurt my Majesty." Suddenly, a roar came from one side, and Cheng Yaojin came over with a long spear in his hand. Judging from his lively appearance, he was not hurt at all in the rain of arrows.

nothing.

"Haha! Shan Xiongxin, I have such a blessed general in my hand, you can kill me." Seeing this, Lu Zhaoci couldn't help laughing, raised the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand, and roared: "Spear formation

!Follow me to kill!" In an instant, these gun arrays appeared out of thin air, walking slowly in orderly steps, shouting killing sounds that shook the sky.

"I will kill you!" Shan Xiongxin laughed loudly, but he did not pay attention to Lu Zhaoci's remnants of soldiers. He commanded his troops to rush forward. In an instant, the two sides were fighting together...

One is as powerful as a rainbow and has high fighting spirit, while the other is guarding the king and does not care about life or death at all. Although Shan Xiongxin has the upper hand in terms of military strength, the Tang army is actually the imperial guard guarding the palace, and there is also Lu Zhao

Ci, Cheng Yaojin, and Li Junxian, the three fierce generals, fought each other, but they did not gain the upper hand at all. On the battlefield, screams continued, turning this Buddhist holy land into a Shura battlefield.

In Shaolin Temple, a thousand-year-old temple, you can only hear the deafening sound of wooden fish, the incense of sandalwood hits your nose, the sound of chanting can be heard far away, and you can faintly hear waves of shouts.

"Abbott, abbot." In the Arhat Hall, Abbot Tanzong was instructing the thirteen-stick monks to learn martial arts. Suddenly, the young monk Zhiyuan broke in with a look of panic on his face.

"Zhiyuan, why are you so panicked?" Tan Zongshou had silver eyebrows and a beard. Although he was old, his face was rosy, and he could not tell that there was already a man in his sixties. The thirteen stick monks in the Luohan Hall also stopped when they saw this.

Come down.

"There are troops fighting at the foot of the mountain." Monk Zhiyuan said quickly.

"The world is not peaceful, and it is normal for the army to fight." Tan Zong sighed and said: "I heard that the Emperor of Tang Dynasty has left the country and led an army to conquer Luoyang. I am afraid that the world will be peaceful soon."

"Abbott, the woodcutter Li San who brought the firewood just now said that it is the troops under the command of Emperor Tang and Wang Shichong who are fighting, and Emperor Tang's side can no longer support them." Young monk Zhiyuan said nervously.

"No! Junior brother, I heard that Emperor Zhenguan was brave and invincible. Who can defeat him?" Monk Zhifeng, the eldest among the Thirteen-stick monks, said with a smile, holding a long stick in his hand.

"Although the emperor is smart, there are bound to be some omissions. Zhifeng, go with the poor monk to have a look. If it is really the emperor Zhenguan, we must save him." Monk Tan Zong also took a wooden stick from the weapons rack.

"Yes!" When Zhifeng and others saw this, they were pleasantly surprised. Buddhism prohibits killing, and Zhifeng and others practice martial arts to protect Buddhism and kill people. It is good to have the opportunity to test their martial arts at this moment.

Led by the old monk Tan Zong, a group of people came down the mountain.

"Abbott, there is indeed a fight, but I don't know who is Emperor Zhenguan?" The second disciple Zhiman asked curiously as he looked at the fight not far away.

"The one with golden armor must be the Emperor Zhenguan." Old monk Tan Zong glanced at the battlefield and saw that although the warriors in black were very brave, they were already at a disadvantage. Seeing that they still had arrows on their bodies, it was obvious that they were attacked by a sneak attack first.

.The leader of the golden-armored warrior is young and has a hint of majesty between his eyebrows. He is obviously not an ordinary person. With a little guessing, he knows that the opponent must be Lu Zhaoci, the emperor of Zhenguan.

"Yes, that military general disciple knows that he is Wang Shichong's fierce general Shan Xiongxin." The third disciple Zhinu said.

"Abbott, what are you waiting for? Go ahead and kill him!" The fourth disciple Zhiyang held a long stick in his hand and jumped to try.

"Okay! Saving him is equivalent to protecting the Dharma. Follow the poor monk to save him." Monk Tanzong danced with the long stick in his hand and went down the mountain to kill him.

"Emperor Zhenguan, don't panic! The monks from the Shaolin Temple came to rescue you." Among the chaotic troops, a roar came over. Although the voice was old, it was very powerful. It spread throughout the entire battlefield in an instant. As far as the people on the battlefield were concerned,

The cries of killing were suppressed.

Lu Zhaoci, who was fighting in the rebel army, was startled when he heard the words. He looked up and saw a dozen people in the northwest corner holding long sticks and charging toward the rebel army. Although the number of these dozen people was

Although he is young, his martial arts skills are extraordinary, especially the old monk who leads him. He is wearing a cassock and holding a long stick. He dances with great force. With every move, a Zheng soldier can be seen falling, while more than a dozen people behind him

Like a sea dragon or a fierce tiger descending from the mountain, more than a dozen people cooperated with each other and were invincible. Zheng Jun was killed without his helmet and armor.

"Shaolin Temple?" Shan Xiongxin soon discovered the anomaly on the battlefield. When he saw the old monk Tan Zong personally leading the thirteen stick monks to kill him, a look of panic appeared on his face. It can be said that these dozen people were all

They are enemies of ten people. More importantly, these dozen people are good at group battles. Look, they move like thunder, are as powerful as fire, are as fast as chasing wind, are as solid as gold, are as immovable as mountains, and their deep cooperation

Wonderful, in just an instant, he broke through the heavy defenses of the Zheng army on the outside, broke into the inner circle, and within a moment, he was able to fight with the Tang army. It was very powerful.

"Your Majesty, here are the Thirteen-stick monks from Shaolin Temple. The leader is Master Tanzong, the abbot of Shaolin Temple." After Li Junxian stabbed to death a sneak attack by Zheng Jun, he looked at the silver-bearded man among the rebels.

The floating old monk Tan Zong showed a hint of excitement on his face. But he also felt a lot more at ease. With such an extra force, he no longer had to worry about Lu Zhaoci's safety.

"Thirteen stick monks saved the Tang Emperor! It's really good." Lu Zhaoci laughed loudly. Unexpectedly, after Li Shimin died, the thirteen stick monks still saved the Tang Emperor.

"Your Majesty, God bless you." Li Junxian also nodded.

"Then what are you waiting for? Come and kill with me." Lu Zhaoci's face turned ruthless, and the Fangtian painted halberd in his hand flashed with cold light, killing everything in front of him.

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