From eunuch to emperor

According to Deshan's plan, he led his troops back to help Zhenguo Temple, Long Chen was blocked at the foot of the mountain or halfway up the mountain, besieged together from top to bottom, and killed Long Chen at Zhenguo Temple.

Therefore, he ignored Wu Jian's pursuit and led his troops to rush westward.

Zhenguo Temple left [-] defenders and a strong fortification. He felt that the defenders of Zhenguo Temple would definitely be able to defend it.

However, she never expected that Fuhui, who was staying at Zhenguo Temple, would appear here.

Deshan's heart went cold.

"what happened!"

Immediately, Deshan grabbed Fuhui's disheveled monk's clothes and questioned him sharply.

Holding the Crescent Zen staff in her hand, Fuhui said dejectedly: "The disciple is guarding the temple, keeping an eye on the mountain, guarding against Long Cheng'en."

"But that Long Cheng'en suddenly appeared in the temple and killed him from the top of the mountain. No one in the temple is his opponent, disciple... disciple is also helpless."

When Fuhui ran away from the mountain, she knew she would be scolded by Deshan.

But scolding is scolding, it is better than being beheaded on the spot.

Moreover, this fall was indeed not Fuhui's fault.

Who would have thought that Long Chen would lead his troops to the top of the mountain.

Originally, Fuhui was a little embarrassed, but seeing Deshan's disorganized team, he guessed that Deshan was also defeated.

Since Master also suffered a defeat, everyone is defeated by Long Chen's subordinates.

It is not shameful for him as a disciple to run away.

Jue Kong didn't understand, and asked, "What do you mean? Long Chengen appeared in the temple? Aren't you defending at the bottom of the mountain? How did he get to the top of the mountain?"

Fu Hui said aggrievedly: "I don't know, Long Chengen didn't kill to the top of the mountain, he just appeared on the top of the mountain suddenly."

"We defended at the bottom of the mountain and surrounded Zhenguo Temple like an iron barrel, but Long Cheng'en suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain."

"He led people to rush around, and his disciple led troops to the mountain to reinforce him, but he met Long Chengen. His disciple was no match for him, so he had to... hey!"

Fu Hui still can't figure out why Long Chen suddenly appeared on the top of Zhenguo Temple.

Deshan was baffled, but he didn't have time to think about it, because Wu Jian's Long family army had already killed him from behind.

The monk soldiers and the iron kite also rushed up from behind, and everyone was running desperately.

The momentum of defeat has already begun, and no one can stop it.

"Abbot, what should we do now?"

Guangxiang, the general of the monk soldiers, was dumbfounded.

The lair has been breached, and with 10,000+ pursuers behind, a decision must be made.

Monk Deshan looked at the remnants of the defeated soldiers behind Fuhui. Apart from being flustered, these people didn't see any scars.

"How many people does Long Chengen have?"

Fu Hui knew that Long Chen didn't have many people, but if Long Chen only had about 1000 people, he couldn't hold back his face, and Deshan would definitely be furious.

"Tens of thousands, I don't know the specifics, their attack is very fierce."

Fuhui lied and deliberately increased the number of people.

The monks, soldiers and generals following behind were a little unaware of the situation, and those who knew the situation did not expose it.

Everyone is a deserter, it will benefit everyone if he speaks loudly about Long Chen.

"Tens of thousands of people..."

Deshan's face was ugly.

I thought it would kill thousands of people, the last time Long Chen broke into the hinterland of Xixia, there were only 500 people.

I didn't expect there to be tens of thousands this time, how did Long Chen get up there?

"Abbot, what should we do?"

General Ma Xing asked anxiously.

The pursuers of the Long family army had already arrived behind them, and the shouts of killing could be clearly heard.

Deshan sighed and said, "Go to the Chiyan Temple and stand by for help!"

Deshan did not choose to flee back to the hinterland of Xixia, but rushed to Chiyan Temple.

He wanted to gain a foothold in Chiyan Temple, and then asked Shi Le to send troops for reinforcements, and then recapture Zhenguo Temple.

"go!"

Deshan made a decision and immediately led his troops to run to Chiyan Temple.

Deshan, Fuhui, Juekong, Guangxiang and Ma Xing all rushed towards Chiyan Temple in a panic with their soldiers and horses.

After rushing west for several miles, the sky was bright at this time.

The thin morning mist in early spring hung in the air like a spider's thread with the morning wind, and Deshan ran wildly in the mist.

Suddenly, another group of people appeared in front of them.

Ma Xing thought it was another defeated soldier from Zhenguo Temple, so he didn't pay much attention.

Fu Hui's expression changed suddenly, and she shouted tremblingly: "Be careful, Long Chengen is here!"

Through the thin mist, Deshan saw a horse protruding from the white mist. On the horse's back was a general wearing a blue dragon armor, with a black sword in his hand, covered in blood. Scary.

"Long Chengen!"

Deshan felt a chill all over, and felt fear from the bottom of his heart.

"Abbot, we have many people, kill him!"

Ma Xing, the iron kite, was also taken aback when he saw Long Chen's appearance.

However, he quickly came back to his senses, the anger in his heart surpassed the fear.

Deshan looked around, and there were indeed many people on his side.

Long Chen is at the level of the Martial Emperor, and his virtue is also at the level of the Martial Emperor, plus Fu Hui, Jue Kong, Guang Xiang, and Ma Xing, that is four people besieging one, and he has the upper hand.

"kill!"

Deshan roared angrily, and rushed forward with a big knife in his hand. Ma Xing hung his spear on his horse's back, picked up a hard bow, and shot two arrows at Long Chen first.

Seeing Deshan rushing forward, Juekong and Guangxiang followed closely behind and charged forward together.

On the contrary, Fu Hui had an extra heart, he saw the horror of Long Chen in Zhenguo Temple, so he took a step back and looked at the situation first.

If Deshan really has the upper hand, it won't be too late for him to join.

If Deshan can't beat him, then he is ready to run away at any time.

Deshan led several generals of soldiers and horses, and the generals, school monks and officials behind him to rush to kill.

On the opposite side, Long Chen rushed out of the mist, followed by Ye Chang and three hundred infantrymen.

The fighting power of these people on horseback is not strong, Long Chen is very clear about this.

The sounds of the Long family's army chasing and killing could be heard in the distance, what Long Chen wanted to do was not to stop Deshan's army and fight.

Rather...

Holding a black sword in his hand, Long Chen rushed towards Deshan.

The sound of hoofbeats was rapid, like a torrential rain hitting the ground.

Flood dragon pocketed, Long Chen's eyes were icy cold, the black sword cut through the mist like white gauze, and Deshan soon arrived in front of him.

Deshan was the leader, Juekong and Guangxiang were beside him, Ma Xing bowed his bow after that, and then came the monks and generals.

call out!

There was a sharp whistling sound, Long Chen exerted all his strength, his body jumped up, the horse couldn't bear the force when he sat down, the horse's back was instantly crushed, and he fell to the ground.

Long Chen jumped forward, dodged two cold arrows, and pointed the black long sword at Deshan.

Seeing Long Chen flying towards him, Deshan was furious, and he slashed at the black sword with the big knife in his hand.

When Long Chen was half a meter away from Deshan, he suddenly slashed down with his sword.

Deshan cut the air with a big sword, he felt very strange, why did Long Chen swing his sword at the air?

Could it be that Long Chen miscalculated the distance?

Impossible, relying on Long Chen's cultivation, it is impossible to fail.

Juekong and Guangxiang beside him were also surprised, and then ecstatic.

Jue Kong charged forward with his horse, stabbing Long Chen with the spear in his hand.

A person who can make mistakes even swinging a sword is nothing but a false name.

Juekong thought so.

Guangxiang next to him also felt that Long Chen had missed, and this was the best time to kill him.

Holding a big knife, Guang Xiang and Jue Kong besieged Long Chen together.

Ma Xing, the leader of the iron scorpion, lost two sniper arrows, and he didn't feel it was a pity.

The cold arrow is just a matter of chance, it's best if you can hit it, and it's okay if you don't hit it.

The purpose of putting cold arrows is to create a chance to kill, and this purpose has been achieved.

Juekong rushed towards Long Chen, the spear thrust out suddenly, Long Chen's eyes were cold, he cut off the spear with a backhand sword, stepped on the head of Deshan's horse, and then chopped Juekong under the horse with a backhand sword.