Old Monk Huizhi nodded.

Soon, the temple bell rang.

There are many monks who are reluctant to Yongquan Temple, and the monks who are watching and lingering everywhere can hear the bells, and they all gather in the open space inside the front gate of this temple.

The officers and men of the Fuzhou garrison army have also been prepared.

Under the orders of Gao Tianzong and others, the large army surrounded the monks in Yongquan Temple and headed towards the west side of the mountain.

This scene seems to be somewhat similar to the scene when the Heavenly Master Daoist of Longhu Mountain descended the mountain.

Only at that time, the Yuan army did not have hot air balloons.

Of course, at that time, the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain did not have the help of the Great Song Dynasty.

Gao Tianzong, Che Hongyu and other soldiers of the six regiments, and nearly 1,000 monks in Yongquan Temple, add up to nearly 7,000 people. It stands out in the almost burned mountains.

Wherever they hurried, the ashes left deep footprints.

After the Yuan army hot air balloon rose to a high place, it discovered their whereabouts and rushed towards them.

And there was still some distance from the foot of the mountain, and they met the Yuan army that came up to encircle and suppress.

Half of the grenadiers of the Fuzhou garrison were gathered in the Gaotian Column, and the grenadiers immediately stopped, set up the grenadiers, and the shells bombarded the Yuan army under the mountain.

Only the mountains are rugged and difficult to navigate, and those artillery trucks are useless, but they have long been dismantled.

Shells exploded at the bottom of the mountain.

Some soldiers of the Yuan army screamed miserably.

"Kill!"

Under such circumstances, Gao Tianzong and other generals led all the soldiers to kill down the mountain.

There are also many veterans in the Fuzhou garrison, and there is not much tension in the face of such a scene.

Only many of the monks of Yongquan Temple showed nervousness.

No matter how compassionate they are, they are still human beings, not Buddhas. If you are human, you will be nervous at times.

There are too many Yuan troops under the mountain, and they are not used to seeing this kind of scene, so it is impossible to be indifferent. Even the old monk Huizhi presided over it, and there was some worry in his eyes.

Although he had heard that the Great Song soldiers could fight well, under such circumstances, it was still unknown whether his people could break through.

If it can't break through, then Yongquan Temple will probably be destroyed in this catastrophe.

The monks in the temple also rushed down with the army with their own weapons.

Among them, there are many masters.

The host of the Luohan Hall led by him is a real true martial arts realm powerhouse, and I heard that he has practiced several Buddhist sects to the peak level.

Shots rang out.

There are only about 200 soldiers around the monks of Yongquan Temple.

Many of the Yuan troops who rushed up from the bottom of the mountain died under the dragon guns of the soldiers of the garrison.

But the two armies quickly fought in close combat.

Because there were not many Divine Dragon Guns in the garrison area, the ratio of Divine Dragon Guns in the army of Gao Tianzong, Che Hongyu and others was very low.

The host of the Arhat Hall shouted: "Don't show mercy, killing the enemy army is like subduing the demon!" ”

All the warrior monks agreed in unison.

Their cultivation skills are much stronger than those of the garrison soldiers.

As soon as he clashed with the Yuan army, he played a very strong momentum. Forcefully crushed the hundreds of yuan army in front of him.

All the monks were like King Kong angry at this moment.

Although most of them were armed with sticks and other less lethal blades, after the sticks were swept away, those Yuan troops often vomited blood and threw them away.

And not to mention the masters among the monks.

With their cultivation, they can have great lethality without the use of blades.

There are too many Yuan troops alone, and the surrounding Yuan troops are all converging towards this side when they hear the sound of guns and cannons and shouts of killing.

It is not easy for the army to break through.

Fortunately, it rained heavily, and the hot air balloon in the Yuan army could not be lifted into the sky, otherwise the situation of Gao Tianzong and others would be even more difficult.

The fighting gradually spread.

There were also masters in the Yuan army.

The two armies can be regarded as soldiers-to-soldiers, generals-to-generals, bloody battles.

It has just begun, and both sides have lost soldiers.

However, the armament of the Fuzhou garrison is not as good as that of the forbidden army, but the armor and blades are not bad, so they naturally still have a great advantage.

More than 10 minutes passed.

More and more Yuan troops converged here from all directions, which made the soldiers of the Fuzhou garrison fall into a heavy encirclement.

Thunder was blowing everywhere.

The monks of Yongquan Temple went down the mountain with the army, and were protected by the soldiers in the crowd.

Gao Tianzong, Che Hongyu and others will follow under Daxu. The six sides of the Great Silk just rushed down the mountain to kill.

They can't care about the surrounding Yuan army now, and only by rushing down the mountain quickly can they get out of the trap.

Fortunately, with the help of many warrior monks, the Yuan army that was now blocking them was already showing the trend of rout and slowly dispersing.

"Rush!"

"Kill!"

In the midst of the shouts, although Gao Tianzong and the others paid a lot of price, they were finally able to rush out of the encirclement.

And they had to go down the mountain.

It's just that at the foot of the mountain, there is already a dense array of Yuan army iron cavalry waiting for them.

Drum Mountain is not a mountain range, and it doesn't take long for them to go around from one side of the mountain to the other, and with the speed of a war horse.

Even Ah Shu's chariot arrived here.

I am afraid that there will be as many as 20,000 iron cavalry of the Yuan army gathered.

In the face of so many Yuan army iron cavalry, the Fuzhou garrison undoubtedly seemed a little weak.

Originally, they also had iron cavalry in the army, but in order to ambush on Drum Mountain before, the war horses in the army had already sent soldiers back to Fuzhou City.

"Kill!"

Watching the Fuzhou garrison guarding the monks of Yongquan Temple down the mountain, the Yun Army shouted to kill Zhentian in the iron horse.

In an instant, it was as if the sky was shaking.

The iron cavalry of the Yuan army attacked the Fuzhou garrison, and the flags fluttered in the army.

There was no end in sight to these cavalry.

In the misty rain, they seemed to be the color of the whole world.

Gao Tianzong, Che Hongyu and others looked slightly ugly.

In the crowd, the old monk Huizhi clasped his hands together, and said "Amitabha" again.

Although he is the host, he has not practiced martial arts, and now he is fighting, and this high-ranking monk in Buddhism is also powerless. What he is good at is just Buddhism.

Buddhism is used to cross people, and cannot kill people.

"Kill!"

The Fuzhou garrison had no way out.

Gao Tianzong and the other generals all raised their blades and roared at this time.

At the moment, the only way out is to rush out. The road was bound to be arduous and bloody, but none of the generals had any intention of surrendering.

This is only because they are soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty.

It was not easy for the Great Song Dynasty to rise, but it rose with supreme glory.

They carry these glories on their backs.

At the same time, it is also a mission.

The people of the Great Song Dynasty have high hopes for them, and if they surrender, they will be infamous through the ages.

"Kill!"

"Fight with them!"

In the sound of gunfire, the shouts of the Great Song soldiers actually covered up the shouts of the Yuan army and the sound of horses' hooves.

There were less than 4,000 soldiers left and the monks of Yongquan Temple like a torrent, heading towards the Yuan army's iron cavalry.

The two armies clashed in the rain.

After all, the iron cavalry of the Yuan army was not comparable to the Dali army, and relying on the horse's momentum, the soldiers of the Fuzhou garrison were forcibly blocked.

Many of the officers and men of the Fuzhou garrison who rushed to the front died under the scimitars, and their bodies were trampled by the hooves of horses.

Eventually, there will be a big collapse.

The grenadiers landed at the rear of the army, set up the grenadiers again, and opened fire at the front.

There were robes around him who struggled to resist the Yuan army foot soldiers who were swarming from the surroundings to buy them time.

One by one, the cannonballs fell into the iron cavalry of the Yuan army.

With only a dozen grenadiers facing so many Yuan army iron cavalry, the power is limited in the end.

As time passed, there were fewer and fewer monks and soldiers guarding the grenadiers.

Gao Tianzong and the others led the army to break through a lot.

But these grenadiers have been stepped by the Yuan army and retreated, and it is impossible to keep up with the army again.

Arrows fell in the crowd and clanged against their armor.

A centurion, who was about forty years old, looked ahead, and suddenly said in a dull voice: "Brothers, I'm afraid we won't be able to escape." ”

Beside him were young soldiers gritting their teeth and not speaking.

The centurion asked him, "Are you afraid?" ”

The young soldier nodded honestly, "I'm afraid." ”

The centurion whispered, "If you die, you won't be afraid anymore." ”

After that, he took off the thunder from his waist and said, "Brothers, Lao Tzu has killed hundreds of Yuan troops in his life, it's worth it!" This grenadier, can we leave it to them? ”

One by one, the grenadiers unleashed the thunderbolts from their waists.

The centurion shouted, "Brothers, let's be brothers again in the next life!" ”

He took the lead in pulling away the thunder in his hand.

There was a thunderclap.

Clusters of fire.

The grenadiers' place was covered in dirt and soot.

Dozens of soldiers and grenadiers were annihilated in the explosion at the same time.

A little farther ahead, a garrison soldier turned around, and when he saw this scene, tears rained down.

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