From eunuch to emperor

Wu Jian walked into the room and closed the door.

Long Chen was still angry, and cursed: "This group of bald donkeys are too much, the husband farms the land for them and collects rent, and the wives and daughters are sent here as slaves."

"Such a person deserves to say that he is a monk? Also deserves to say that my Buddha is merciful? All deserve to die!"

Long Chen was thinking whether to kill all the monks who surrendered, they were all bastards anyway.

In the end, think about it or forget it. It is too cruel to massacre tens of thousands of people at once.

"Major General, calm down, Xixia is not as good as Eastern Zhou, the three, six, nine, etc. are very clear."

"The life of the people here is actually not as good as in Dazhou, or even in Nanliang."

Wu Jian felt a little strange, the young general in front of him cared more about the common people.

Long Chen was always very angry about the sufferings of the common people.

This was not the case with the major generals of the past.

In the past, Long Chen was Long Ye's youngest son, he was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, he had little contact with the common people, he only knew how to kill the enemy on the battlefield, he didn't care about the life and death of the common people.

But now the Long Chen in front of him is different, he knows that he loves the common people and cannot tolerate those who bully the common people.

Wu Jian didn't suspect that the person in front of him had actually changed, not the same at all.

He thought it was because Long Chen had grown up and knew that he cared about the world and the people.

Long Chen sat down, picked up the bowl and took a sip of water, feeling a little salty.

The water and soil at Zhenguo Temple are very hard, and the water contains a lot of minerals, so it tastes salty.

"Uncle Wu, please sit down."

Wu Jian sat down, Long Chen asked: "How about the gains today? How about the casualties?"

Wu Jian said: "Beheaded more than 7 people and captured 17 people. In addition to the casualties from yesterday's siege, Xixia lost more than [-] people this time."

"Our side suffered very little loss. The city guard suffered more than 6000 casualties yesterday, and more than 400 infantry soldiers who followed the Major General's night attack were killed. Our total loss was less than [-]."

"Major General, you have fought another extremely beautiful battle."

With a casualty ratio of [-] to [-], such a battle was very amazing.

Long Chen said: "It's just a fluke, Deshan knew that Zhenguo Temple had fallen, so he fled in a hurry all the way, we chased after him, so the loss was small."

"If we confront Deshan head-on, it will be impossible without tens of thousands of casualties."

The monks and soldiers of Xixia are not weak, especially the iron kite, which is the elite of Xixia.

If the frontal attack is released, the Long family army will surely suffer heavy casualties.

After Xixia was destroyed, Long Chen still had to rely on the Long Family Army to destroy Nanliang. He had to minimize casualties and was unwilling to fight a war of attrition head-on.

Wu Jian nodded and said: "Yes, a head-on confrontation, that is, if you stab me and shoot me, everyone will die."

"That's why the Major General said that all fighters win by combining righteousness and surprise. Therefore, those who are good at making surprises are as infinite as heaven and earth, and as endless as rivers and seas."

Long Chen smiled, and said: "The prerequisite for dispatching surprise soldiers is that one's strength is sufficient. If the strength is not enough, surprise soldiers are useless."

The so-called four liang of pulling a thousand jin must have a thousand jin of strength, without the strength of a thousand jin, how can there be four liang of power.

Wu Jian said: "I just interrogated the monks and officials of Xixia. They said that Deshan wanted to go back to Bingzhenguo Temple, surround the major general on the mountain, and then gather and annihilate them all."

Long Chen nodded and said: "Good plan, if he is strong enough, I can indeed be killed."

Under the circumstances at the time, there was no problem with Deshan's decision.

Long Chen raided Zhenguo Temple, Deshan chose to return to besiege, blocked Long Chen on the mountain, and then crushed it with absolute superiority.

In this way, Long Chen will be in a desperate situation.

But Long Chen was too strong, Hong Hui and Fu Hui did not defend the Zhen Guo Temple.

Fuhui flees with his troops, Long Chen pursues and meets Deshan head-on.

If Deshan was strong enough at that time, with 10,000+ rebels, it would be enough to kill Long Chen.

At that time, Long Chen only had more than 300 people.

As long as Deshan can suppress Long Chen, the situation on the battlefield can be reversed.

The problem still lies in strength, the current Long Chen is too strong, he has already broken through to the Martial Emperor and comprehended the Emperor Senior Realm.

As soon as the two sides met, Long Chen cut off Deshan's body with a burst of sword energy, and the ending was already doomed.

"No matter how good the strategy is, it must have strength. Deshan is dead."

Wu Jian spoke happily.

In the confrontation between Yufo Pass and Zhenguo Temple, Wu Jian and Deshan have conflicts from time to time, and there are grudges on both sides.

Long Chen said: "Uncle Wu, you are like this, here in Zhenguo Temple, a hundred thousand heavy troops are stationed for defense."

"At Chiyan Temple, [-] soldiers are stationed, and the remaining [-] soldiers and horses will guard the Jade Buddha Pass."

"Deshan was killed and Zhenguo Temple was lost. Shi Le will definitely raise troops in an attempt to take back Zhenguo Temple."

"We guard the Zhenguo Temple, occupy the corner of the Chiyan Temple, and support each other."

"I'm at Zhenguo Temple, and you are at Chiyan Temple."

Wu Jian nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do it right away."

Wu Jian immediately went out and ordered Han Ziping and the other three to mobilize troops and horses for defense.

Long Chen was in the room, and immediately repaired a letter, sending the situation of this battle to the capital, and at the same time asked Zhang Qian and five people to rush over to help.

The troops at Linglong Pavilion were put on hold for the time being, and the Thunderfire Legion was reserved for critical moments.

After writing the battle report, Long Chen took out the sealing clay, sealed the battle report, then stamped it with his own gold medal, and finally put it into a bamboo tube.

Long Chen left the room, and saw that the Long family army was deploying defenses in full swing.

After walking through several rooms, Long Chen found Feng He.

"Send the battle report back immediately, and then send a message to Wanjinlou to make them ready."

Feng He took the bamboo tube and immediately arranged for someone to send the battle report back to the capital.

...

Ma Xing, the leader of the iron kite, and Fuhui, the head of the monk's academy, ran wildly with the remnants of the defeated generals.

Han Ziping's cavalry archers clenched tightly behind them, chasing and killing them for more than [-] miles, killing corpses all over the road.

Ma Xing and Fuhui had no intention of fighting, they only knew how to run wildly.

Finally, Han Ziping's cavalry archers stopped chasing them, and their horses were exhausted, so they dismounted and lay down on the ground to rest.

Ma Xing's right arm was still bleeding. He tore off a soldier's clothes and bandaged the wound on his right arm.

"What's the matter with you, why did you fall?"

Ma Xing looked at Fu Hui resentfully.

Fu Hui sneered and said, "I still want to ask you, why are you being chased and killed by more than 20 soldiers and horses besieging Jade Buddha Pass?"

Ma Xing scolded: "The abbot saw your Zhenguo Temple was on fire, so he rushed back to the army for reinforcements. In the end, the Long family army took advantage of the loophole."

"If you weren't incompetent, how could we have suffered a disastrous defeat today!"

Fu Hui sneered and said: "How could I know, Long Chengen suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain, you have seen how powerful that guy is, how can I be his opponent!"

Ma Xing wanted to scold again, but he didn't know where to start.

Long Chen is indeed too powerful, Fu Hui is not an opponent, and neither is he.

Anyway, both of them are useless, it's useless to scold anyone, things are already like this.

"That guy...what kind of demon technique did that guy use to kill Master Deshan in half?"

Ma Xing looked at Fu Hui and said.

His tone is still trembling, the unknown is the most terrifying.

Ma Xing could see very clearly that Long Chen's sword didn't hit Deshan at all, but Deshan was killed and cut off in the middle.

Fu Hui shook her head and said, "Do you know what he looked like in Zhenguo Temple? As soon as he appeared, Junior Brother Ming Chan was split in two. He stood alone on the main road up the mountain and killed thousands of people."

Ma Xing didn't doubt Fu Hui's words, a person like Long Chen could do it.

The two of them lay down, and so did the other monk soldiers and the iron kite.

Everyone sighed, and their mood was extremely depressed.

Ma Xing asked: "What should I do now? Go back to Wangcheng or stay here?"

Fu Hui said: "If you can't go back, you will die if you go back. If you lose Zhenguo Temple, the abbot will also be killed."

"We went to the nearest Yangcheng to rest, and then went up to ask for help. Once the king and the master's army arrive, we will counterattack and take back the Zhenguo Temple."

After such a big defeat, Fu Hui didn't dare to go back to Xingqing City.

He was afraid that Shi Le would kill him in a fit of anger.

If you stay here, you can still fight for a chance to make a contribution.