He quickly recalled the information about the world of Shaolin Temple in his heart.

About the fourth year of Wude, Li Shimin, the king of Qin, led his army to the east to attack Wang Shichong, while Wang Ren led his army to garrison Yuanzhou, forcibly conscripted the people to build a camp and the Yellow River crossing, and prevented the Tang army from crossing the river and raiding. Among them, the god leg Zhang resisted violence and helped righteousness, and was killed by Wang Renze.

Zhang Xiaohu, the son of Shenleg Zhang, fled to Shaolin Temple, apprenticed to Tanzong, learned Shaolin martial arts, and finally helped the Tang army kill Wang Renze.

"That person is Zhang Xiaohu!"

After Yang Yun knew some of the situation in this world, he immediately had a simple plan in his heart.

He looked at Zhang Xiaohu, who was constantly roaring in the crowd and fighting with Wang Renze's corporaries, the future monk and soldier commander of Shaolin, who already had a lot of martial arts at this time.

However, Zhang Xiaohu was worried about his father's safety and did not immediately lead people to break through. Instead, he picked up a spear and killed the minions in front of him several times in a row, wanting to join his father together.

"If my memory is good, although Zhang Huailiang's leg technique is powerful, he is not Wang Renze's opponent. If you continue to waste time. These dozen people and Zhang Huailiang are all inevitably dead! We must leave as soon as possible!"

Yang Yun had already come to the people at this time. There are thousands of these people.

And there were only a hundred soldiers who were guarding them. Now these more than 100 soldiers and horses are besieging Zhang Huailiang and others. Thousands of people are left unattended.

Even so, though. These people did not dare to act rashly. watched the fight not far away.

Yang Yun was ragged, blending in with the people without causing any waves, he absorbed the residual memory of this body, and in the memory of this body, he fought with Wang Shichong's soldiers and horses.

With these memories as the foundation, Yang Yun can only maintain his current calm when he sees this kind of fighting scene.

Bang! Not far away, a folk man who followed Zhang Huailiang was stabbed in the chest with a spear, screamed, and staggered back in the direction of Yang Yun. The mouth and nose were constantly oozing blood, which was very miserable.

"Kill!" the soldier stepped forward with his gun, trying to make up for it and kill the man completely.

At this moment, a figure suddenly burst out, snatched the long knife from the wounded man's hand, and with a twist of footsteps, the long knife crossed an arc, and with a snort, the head of the spear-wielding soldier was cut off.

"Everyone!"

The person who suddenly made the attack was none other than Yang Yun, and according to the residual combat experience of this body, after sneaking up and killing a soldier, he immediately shouted loudly, attracting the attention of the nearby people.

"Wang Ren has brutalized the people, killed many of our villagers and elders over the years, and now forces us to build camps, and does not treat us as human beings at all, if we endure it any longer, we will die here sooner or later. It's all death anyway, so it's better to fight with these beasts!"

Yang Yun kept shouting, and the powerful spiritual power suppressed all the discomfort of the first killing and the fear of the battlefield, instantly abandoned all the chaotic thoughts, and took the initiative to kill not far away.

Everyone has a herd mentality, and when no one takes the lead, even if these people are resentful in their hearts, they dare not act rashly.

However, with Yang Yun taking the lead, more than a dozen strong men couldn't help but feel hatred for the guards in their hearts, and suddenly roared and rushed out after Yang Yun.

Kill!

Yang Yun carried a long knife, roared and rushed to the front, and with one slash, he cut down a soldier in front!

He learned about the residual memories of this body through the Divine Tree of Cause and Effect, and according to a few simple knife techniques that the original owner had learned, he killed a person with one shot.

Poof! Blood rushed in his face and splashed on Yang Yun's face. The smell of blood came to my nose. He didn't wipe it, and with another roar, slashed the other soldier.

When the dozen or so people who followed behind him saw him easily cut down two soldiers, they couldn't help but be shocked, and their fear of the guards was swept away, and they all roared and rushed into the battle group.

The soldiers who were besieging Zhang Xiaohu and others didn't expect that the nearby people would dare to have the courage to attack them, and they were suddenly a little caught off guard, attacking inside and outside, and the battle formation that was originally besieging Zhang Xiaohu and others collapsed in an instant.

Seeing the chaos of a dozen people storming hundreds of soldiers, hundreds of people couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed out one after another to surround the guards and constantly attack, and some people picked up weapons on the ground, and the camp by the river was suddenly in chaos.

On the high platform of the riverside camp. A bearded man in a heavy armor coat and brocade robe had a blue face. He is Wang Renze, who was stationed in Yuanzhou to prevent the Tang army from smuggling across the Yellow River.

Now the Tang army has not crossed the river to attack, but the people outside have caused chaos in the camp, and thousands of people are almost drowning a hundred soldiers under his command.

"Thieves are hateful!"

Wang Renze's face was very ugly, especially when he saw the vulture being beaten by Zhang Huailiang and retreating, he couldn't control his emotions anymore, and directly ordered hundreds of cavalry in the camp, personally mounted his horse and rushed outside.

Boom! The horses' hooves trampled the earth, and there was a dull thunderclap.

In the midst of the chaos, Yang Yun dodged a spear that stabbed him. With a backhand slash, he slashed a soldier to death. By this time, he had already killed several soldiers in a row.

"I didn't expect that there would be such benefits after the soul was strong!"

When he was in the dungeon, he fused with the original Yang Yun's soul, and his spirit grew a lot.

The growth of his soul made his spirit very strong, his reaction speed increased, and he could keenly feel the danger around him.

This keen intuition allowed him to be like a fish in water in the chaotic army, and to maximize the little battlefield fighting skills left over from this body.

At this time, Yang Yun's ears moved, and he heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and his face suddenly changed.

"Oh no! Wang Ren is out!"

Yang Yun didn't dare to waste time, sped up his movements, and rushed to the side of Zhang Xiaohu and the others. Several people on the other side were covered in blood and suffered a lot of injuries.

"Wang Ren is leading his troops out, everyone go quickly!"

He parried a soldier's spear stab for Zhang Xiaohu, urging urgently.

"Xiaohu, let's go!"

The two people who had been guarding Zhang Xiaohu heard the reminder and also heard the sound of horses' hooves, their faces showed anxious looks, and they hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Xiaohu's shoulders, wanting to take him out to the outside.

"No, let's go together, I can't leave my father!"

Zhang Xiaohu is like a little tiger who has just come out of the cage, he doesn't listen to the persuasion of his two companions at all, and he still wants to rush to Zhang Huailiang's side.

"It's a grind!"

Yang Yun has seen many bloody plots in the original world, and every time he encounters danger, the hero or heroine keeps shouting to go together, to die together. It often involves the companions or relatives around them and falls into a desperate situation.

Every time he saw this kind of plot, he felt tired in his heart.

He heard the sound of horses' hooves getting closer and closer, his face was slightly cold, and he suddenly stepped forward and slapped Zhang Xiaohu's back of the neck.

With a bang, Zhang Xiaohu glanced at Yang Yun in disbelief, and then fell to the ground softly.

No one expected Yang Yun to make a sudden move, Zhang Xiaohu's martial arts are not bad, and he will inevitably be knocked out if he is unprepared.

"What are you doing?"

The two men next to them, who were desperately fending off the attacks of the other soldiers, looked furious. One of them hurriedly went to protect Zhang Xiaohu, and the other roared angrily, waving his weapon and preparing to fight Yang Yun.

But before he could pounce, Yang Yun had already grabbed Zhang Xiaohu's body and carried him on his shoulder.

"Time is urgent, Wang Renze's cavalry will arrive soon, and if you don't hurry up, no one will be able to leave!

Yang Yun quickly explained. Then he rushed towards the south with Zhang Xiaohu on his back.

The two people next to him glanced at each other, they were all companions who followed Zhang Huailiang on the rivers and lakes, and they were not indecisive people. The decision was made in an instant.

"Okay! you protect Xiaohu, and the two of us will open the way in front!"

These two people are not weak in fists and feet, and they used to follow Zhang Huailiang to often fight with the soldiers and horses under Wang Renze, and after fighting and tempering, they can be ten with one. They exerted all their strength and immediately rushed out of the chaotic battlefield with Yang Yun for more than a dozen zhang.