From eunuch to emperor

The monks in the temple killed many people for a long time before they found out that Fuhui, the head of the temple, did not participate in the battle.

The person with the highest cultivation level on the mountain was Fu Hui. Long Chen had already killed hundreds of people by himself. The corpses on the ground were piled up, and the blood flowed down the stairs, converging into a stream of blood.

At this time, Fuhui should stand up and fight the most.

Finally, a monk called out Fuhui's name, and everyone looked at Fuhui who was hiding in the crowd.

Fu Hui held the Crescent Zen staff, her face was embarrassed and terrified.

Long Chen split Vice President Ming Chan in half with one move just now, this strength was too frightening, Fu Hui was frightened, he dared not go over.

Fuhui has self-knowledge, Long Chen's current cultivation is definitely above Virtue, Shan and Kongji, he used to be dead.

Just now the monk said that Long Chen killed him on the mountain, Fu Hui thought it was the monk talking nonsense.

Because during the day, Deshan also said that he would sneak attack while Long Chen was away from Jade Buddha Pass.

He thought that Wu Jian led the Long family army who sneaked into Zhenguo Temple to survive.

Wu Jian's cultivation is just the peak of the king, just like him.

With the same cultivation base, with [-] soldiers and horses besieging, killing the Long family's army is certain.

Therefore, when the monks and soldiers rushed forward, Fu Hui took advantage of the chaos and hid among the crowd.

He wanted to go down the mountain, but soldiers blocked the way down.

Moreover, his identity is too conspicuous, and if he moves too much, he will be discovered.

But unexpectedly, the monk finally remembered him.

When the monks looked at Fu Hui, Long Chen also noticed Fu Hui.

Long Chen stood on top of the corpse, the armor on his body was covered with blood and flesh foam, the black sword turned dark red, and blood flowed down the blade.

The sky was twilight, and Long Chen was in the dim light, like an evil Shura ghost who came out of hell.

The soldiers at the bottom of the mountain no longer dared to rush up, they stopped a few meters away from Long Chen.

The crowd was still commotion, the people in front couldn't move if they wanted to retreat, and the people behind couldn't move if they wanted to rush.

Long Chen looked at Fu Hui coldly, pointed the black sword in his hand at Fu Hui in the crowd, and shouted: "Long Cheng'en is here! Come and fight with me!"

The soldiers on the main road looked at Long Chen who was like an evil Asura ghost, and shouted in horror:

"Long Chengen, he is the Great Zhou Martial King Long Chengen!"

"How is it possible, why is Long Chengen here."

"Quick, fast back, fast back!"

"Stay out of my way, get out!"

The soldiers on the main road finally lost their courage.

Ye Chang, who was still fighting behind him, finally started to let go of the enemy army. He grabbed the monk who was squatting on the ground and cursed, "Hurry up and shout!"

The monk's voice was hoarse, he managed to get up, stumbled and ran behind Long Chen, hugged the head of the abbot Hong Hui, and shouted: "The abbot is dead, Long Chengen is here!"

This cry became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Roar...

The soldier finally started to back away.

Seeing that the soldiers broke up, Fu Hui wanted to fish in troubled waters and take the opportunity to escape.

Long Chen jumped up from the mountain of corpses, flew towards Fu Hui, and shouted: "Where are you going!"

Seeing Long Chen approaching, Fu Hui was so frightened that she turned around and ran away, several times faster than other monks.

The crowd was too chaotic, Long Chen chased after him, raised his sword and killed dozens of monks and soldiers, but Fu Hui had already mixed into the crowd and rushed down the mountainside.

Long Chen couldn't catch up with him, so he could only kill dozens of fleeing monks and soldiers.

By dawn, Zhenguo Temple had already been captured.

The hall and house on the top of the mountain are still burning, and thick black smoke floats far away.

Ye Chang came over and bowed wearily: "King Wu, they all ran away."

Long Chen said: "Look at the casualties, the uninjured brothers follow me, and the wounded brothers are treated on the spot!" "

Ye Chang ignored the exhaustion and immediately counted the casualties.

The fighting last night was very tragic, more than 500 casualties among a thousand elite soldiers, less than 300 people could follow Long Chen down the mountain to hunt down and kill them.

"King Wu, brothers..."

Ye Chang wanted to ask if he could take a short rest and take a breath.

Long Chen looked at the Long family army whose armor was covered in blood, and said, "Be patient, come with me!"

Long Chen went down the mountain with the black sword in hand, Ye Chang followed behind, Xue Ping stayed behind to occupy the Zhen Guo Temple.

At the foot of the mountain, Long Chen found Iron Harrier's barracks, there are many war horses here.

Long Chen asked everyone to mount their horses and go straight to Jade Buddha Pass.

The soldiers brought by Long Chen are infantry, but they can still ride horses, but they are not good at fighting on horseback.

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Jade Buddha Pass.

After Long Chen left, Wu Jian has been waiting for news at Jade Buddha Pass.

From nightfall to Yinshi, there was still no movement.

The soldiers under him didn't sleep all night, and everyone didn't have any sleepiness, and they were all waiting for Wu Jian's general order to go to battle.

But after waiting all night, Wu Jian just looked to the west, without the slightest intention of going out to fight.

"General Wu..."

A captain of the Bow and Crossbow Battalion walked over anxiously, wanting to say something.

Wu Jian raised his hand, motioning him not to speak.

The lieutenant had no choice but to sigh and retreat resentfully.

The others, like the captain, waited until their livers were smoking.

"General Wu, there is no movement yet, no..."

Han Ziping said worriedly in a low voice.

Wu Jian shook his head slightly, and said: "No, King Wu has never missed a battle."

"This time it's a sneak attack, and it's even more impossible for something to go wrong."

Wu Jian trusted Long Chen very much, he believed that Long Chen would never have any problems.

Tang Heizi also comforted Han Ziping, saying, "Don't worry, just wait."

These words are comforting Han Ziping, but also comforting himself.

Everyone waited patiently, and time passed slowly.

While Wu Jian was waiting in the pass, Deshan, Juekong of the supervisor, Guangxiang, the general of the monks and soldiers, and Ma Xing, the commander of the iron yaozi, were planning in the tent.

Sitting in the tent, Deshan was in a good mood.

"Today's raid cut off the connection between Xiaocheng and Jade Buddha Pass. If we attack again tomorrow, I think we can take it down."

Deshan estimated very optimistically.

Guangxiang was a little embarrassed, and said: "Abbot, although this small town is small, it is very strong. We didn't take advantage of it today by attacking the city."

Today, most of the dead in the siege were monks and soldiers from Zhenguo Temple, and the iron kites were just shooting arrows around the periphery.

Juekong said, "Abbot, I have an idea for the worst strategy."

Deshan nodded slightly, and the supervisor Juekong continued: "The small town is small, we used fire to attack, we prepared a lot of kerosene, and threw it into the city to burn them."

Guangxiang immediately echoed: "Good idea, the idea of ​​the Supervisory Court is not bad."

"The city is small and strong, and it cannot be attacked by force. It is best to burn it with fire."

"In my opinion, not only should fire oil be thrown in, but also firewood should be found from around, and thrown in together to increase the fire."

In a small city, if a fire breaks out, the houses, weapons, food and grass inside may be ignited.

At that time, there will be a city of fire inside, and this plan is really ingenious.

General Tie Yaozi echoed: "That's right, the prison's strategy is very good, I agree."

Juekong said quite proudly: "After fighting Long Chengen a few times, the poor monk has also learned how to behave. You can't just rely on brute force to attack, you must outsmart."

Deshan nodded slightly, and said: "Good idea, to fight Long Chengen, you really can't be reckless, you must fight wits and courage."

"Guangxiang, go prepare fire oil and firewood, and attack the city early tomorrow morning."

Guangxiang immediately went to prepare happily.

Deshan asked Juekong: "What's the situation over there at Jade Buddha Pass?"