Because the vultures sitting in the camp were killed by Yang Yun at night, the more than 2,000 people in the camp had no resistance, and they were immediately dispersed as soon as they were rushed by the Tang army's forward.

However, after entering the camp, Yang Yun found that the hundreds of cavalry who followed the vulture last night were not here, so he asked a prisoner, and then learned that after the hundreds of cavalry returned at night, they did not stay here, but returned to Yuanzhou overnight.

At this time, the scout of the Tang army came back to report the news. After Wang Junkuo received the news, his face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly walked in the direction where Li Shimin was.

"King Qin! Exploring the Malay report, Wang Ren suddenly led 3,000 men and horses yesterday to leave Yuanzhou City, and is marching in the direction of Songshan, and now the person in charge of the city defense is the marching Sima Zhao Xiaozai!"

"Yuanzhou is easy to defend and difficult to attack, Wang Ren led his troops to leave the city, which just gave us a good opportunity to attack the city! King Qin, the last general asked for his life, and personally led two thousand men and horses to take the city!"

Li Shimin's face showed a deep groan, and he waved his hand to invite the scouts to ask Wang Renze why he suddenly led his troops out of the city.

When he asked, Yang Yun was standing beside him, and when he heard the news from the scout, he couldn't help but change his face slightly.

It turned out that after Yang Yun suddenly went down the mountain, Zhang Xiaohu thought that he was going to Yuanzhou to assassinate Wang Renze to take revenge, so he hurriedly went down the mountain to help.

However, Zhang Xiaohu has no experience in the rivers and lakes, and his whereabouts were exposed when he assassinated Wang Ren in Yuanzhou not long ago.

Now that he has broken into Yuanzhou, he simply sees all the Zheng soldiers in Yuanzhou as blind.

After being assassinated last time, Wang Ren greatly increased the defense of the guards, Zhang Xiaohu crashed headlong, and like the last time, he was hit again and his head was bleeding.

I have to say that Zhang Xiaohu's luck was a bit against the sky, under the heavy siege of Wang Renze's soldiers and horses, he escaped from the city gate again, and when he was about to be killed by the pursuers, Tan Zong led the monks to support in time and saved his life.

But as soon as the warrior monks of Shaolin Temple made a move, Wang Renze was furious, and he decided to personally lead the army and prepare to level Shaolin Temple. Eradicate this hidden danger next to Yuanzhou.

"King ...... Qin"

Yang Yun's face quickly showed a look of shock, and he was just about to open his mouth to ask Li Shimin to borrow troops to support the Shaolin Temple, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw the other party wave his hand.

"Wang Ren left the fortified city without permission, but he brought about his own destruction! General Wang, this king will give you 2,000 soldiers and horses to seize the city, Zhijie and Zhixuan, the two of you will take the rest of the men and horses to support the Shaolin Temple!"

Li Shimin quickly made a decision. Directly sent all the troops around him. Then he shifted his gaze to Yang Yun and patted Yang Yun on the shoulder.

"Brother Yang, you follow the soldiers and horses to move together. This time, we must capture Wang Renze!"

Yang Yun was overjoyed in his heart and immediately thanked him.

The Tang army's actions were extremely fast, from the order to the whole army, it took less than a moment to gather, Yang Yun found a war horse, followed Cheng Zhijie and began to march quickly in the direction of Shaolin Temple.

......

At this time, dozens of miles away.

The bells are melodious, and the warm sunlight is swaying in the mountains and forests. The breeze was blowing, but the air was filled with the smell of blood.

The mountain gate of Shaolin Temple was stained red with blood at this time. Shouts, fights, and screams were intertwined, and hundreds of Zheng soldiers were entangled with dozens of warrior monks in the Shaolin Temple with guns and spears.

"Senior brother! Wang Renze has too many soldiers and horses! Many senior brothers have been injured, what should we do now?"

In the chaotic battle, he knocked over the two Zheng soldiers with a stick, and then he swept his gaze, saw the current situation in his eyes, and with an anxious look on his face, he jumped up and came to the other warrior monk.

The warrior monk he called his senior brother was the senior brother among the warrior monks of Shaolin Temple. The law name is Wukong.

His strength is second only to Tanzong in the Shaolin Temple, and he has cultivated the iron cloth shirt to the second level, which is also an important reason why the Shaolin Temple can block the siege of thousands of soldiers. Nearly a hundred soldiers fell under his hands alone.

Wukong let out a low snort, and the long stick in his hand swept forward, directly sweeping several enemies away, and answering Sora's question while resisting Zheng Jun's attack.

"Keep holding on! Wait until the abbot and the monk have left from the back mountain, and then we can retreat!"

Wukong took a breath, and as he spoke, he struck again in time to help a junior brother who was about to be stabbed by a spear repel the enemy, barely maintaining his defense, and blocking most of the Zheng soldiers in front of the mountain gate.

"Shoot me the arrows!"

Seeing this, one of the commanders of the Zheng army gave a sharp order, and immediately three hundred archers stepped forward.

Boom, dense rain of arrows covered the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple. Even the Zheng soldiers in front of him were shrouded.

This lieutenant has served under Wang Renze for a long time, and he has also learned Wang Renze's style. Ignoring human life, he doesn't even let go of his own people when he is impatient.

"It's not good, everyone, hide!" Wukong and Soku's faces changed wildly, and they hurriedly yelled to remind them, but they were still half a step late.

Some warrior monks who were not strong were defenseless, and with the sound of fluttering, they were immediately shot into a hornet's nest by more than a dozen long arrows.

Only the warrior monk who cultivated the secret method of the iron cloth shirt to the first level resisted the rain of arrows and survived.

"Traitors should be damned!"

Wukong's eyes were about to split, and he relied on the second recultivation of the iron cloth shirt, and shook all the feather arrows that hit his body.

He saw that his brother had suffered heavy casualties, his eyes were red, his chest seemed to burst, and he threw out the long stick in his hand with all his right hand.

Disheveled!

The long stick turned into a black light in the air, and with a strange roar, it instantly crossed the space and came to Captain Zheng's body, piercing the iron armor in his terrified expression, and nailing him to the ground.

Although Wukong killed the captain of the Zheng army, their brothers suffered heavy casualties, and finally could not resist the retreat, and were attacked by the Zheng army.

The warrior monks used by Shaolin Temple to protect the mountain gate are not forbidden troops after all, and they cannot stop the attack of the army.

For a time, a large number of soldiers poured into this quiet place of Buddhism. The smell of blood and incense are intertwined, and the breath is strange.

At this time, Wang Ren, who led the army to attack the Shaolin Temple, was fighting with Tanzong.

Wang Ren is a rare fierce general under Wang Shichong, his swordsmanship is ruthless and fierce, and he is proficient in horse lance stabbing, and he has fought dozens of moves with Tanzong, but he is only slightly inferior.

"Bai Xiandao! This king really didn't expect that you damn guy would actually become a monk in Shaolin!"

Wang Ren besieged Tanzong with his personal guards, and his swordsmanship was fierce and fast, and his moves could not deviate from the key points of Tanzong. His strength is slightly inferior to Tan Zong, but he has an advantage, that is, there are many people.

With the help of dozens of guards in iron armor, no matter how strong Tan Zong's strength and defense were, he was a little overwhelmed.

"Today's new hatred and old hatred, this king wants to settle with you! Not only can't you run away, but even the Shaolin Temple will be buried with you!"

Wang Ren showed a murderous aura on his face.

Tan Zong didn't say a word, his expression was calm, and he was holding a long stick in his hand, the ordinary wooden stick was like a living dragon in his hand, passing through a heavy defense, and slamming on the throat of Wang Renze's guard.

The armor on these guards couldn't protect their soft throats at all, and they were constantly hit by the key points and fell to the ground with a bang.