At this moment, the figure of the host of the Luohan Hall was also suddenly frozen.

The staff in his hand fell to the ground.

It's the end of its life.

He tried his best to cast this crazy wand method, although he desperately killed two Yuan Zhenwu masters, but he also made himself lifeless.

In the last moments of his life, he seemed to regain his scenity.

Put your hands together.

The host slowly sat down with a slightly compassionate smile and sat down.

"Host!"

In the crowd, there were warrior monks of Yongquan Temple who cried out in mourning, and tears rained down.

They were all covered in blood, and at this moment, there was infinite sorrow.

Preside over them as a teacher as a father.

This kindness, they can't change it in their lives.

And now, the host is even more desperate for them with his own body.

The figure sitting cross-legged seemed so burly and indestructible.

But life is gone.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable ......"

When Bai Yuchan heard these cries of sorrow, his eyes were also filled with grief and admiration. Immediately, the killing was even more ferocious.

In fact, risking the lives of these masters to save those soldiers of Zhi Yongshou may not be a good thing to do objectively speaking.

With the Luohan Hall alone, he can reach thousands of troops.

But it doesn't matter whether it's cost-effective or not. It's faith.

No one could bear to let those soldiers fight alone outside the city. Because they knew that the soldiers must be eagerly waiting for someone to come to their rescue.

If they were allowed to die in waiting, it would be too cold.

No one wants to suffer that kind of guilt.

One by one, the masters of the Yuan army fell.

One by one, the monks passed away.

Blood has long been shed all over this street.

There were mutilated corpses everywhere.

The Yuan army also paid a bloody price for this.

The two Arhat Hall monks also fought to death the Yuan Zhenwu master with their own lives.

The four True Martial Realm masters all fell.

This Jianghu has many masters. Also...... Countless falls.

This is a river and lake at its peak, but it is also a river and lake full of sad songs. Perhaps for a long time to come, the rivers and lakes will fall silent.

Fighting, it seems that suddenly there is no longer as chaotic and misguided as before.

The fall of one master after another has made the battles here gradually become more and more ordinary.

There were only a few Shangyuan Realm masters left who were still shopping in the crowd.

Only the movements they can raise are not as big as those of the True Martial Realm masters.

There are only more than 100 righteous soldiers left, and they are still struggling to attack the Yuan army.

One after another, the masters fell in a pool of blood.

Thousands of Yuan troops......

These Yuan troops simply stopped them here. Even if there are masters such as Bai Yutoad, it is difficult to break through.

Fortunately, at this moment, a gunshot finally rang out behind them.

Gao Tianzong led more than 1,000 soldiers to arrive.

Most of them were armed with dragon guns.

A gunshot rang out, and people in the Yuan army fell to the ground one after another.

Shenlong Gong doesn't recognize any master or not, as long as he is hit, he will either die or be injured.

Gao Tian led the soldiers to rush over from the artillery fire, and when he saw the tragic situation on the street, there was immediately an atmosphere of mourning in the army.

More than 1,000 soldiers fired their guns and rushed towards the crowd of the Yuan army.

Thunderbolts were thrown into the Yuan army.

Boom, boom.

The streets were blazing.

The ground was already in tatters.

The Yuan army, which was facing the Fuzhou garrison head-on, was panicked in an instant under this overwhelming offensive.

Although the Yuan army still had thousands of people, not all of them were blocked at this street entrance.

In less than two minutes, the Yuan army ran towards the back.

Rows and rows of robes dying under the dragon guns, this kind of scene is too terrifying, and it makes these Yuan soldiers feel more frightened than facing those righteous men in the rivers and lakes.

After all, there are still traces of knives and guns, but this divine dragon bullet can't even catch the tracks.

And this panic is precisely what will spread.

Although the Yuan army is brave, it is of course too far behind the current Great Song army.

The momentum of the collapse spread at a rather rapid pace among the Yuan army.

In less than ten minutes, this street was brutally killed by Gao Tianzong and others.

The soldiers of the Fuzhou garrison and the righteous men of the rivers and lakes converged.

Then, they headed towards Yongchun Street.

However, at a distance of more than 200 meters, the Yuan army just fled in a panic along the way, and did not dare to resist at all, for fear that if they ran slowly, they would be shot to death by the Song army's gun.

Inside Yongchun Street.

Zhi Yongshou, Chao Xuyao and other soldiers had already heard the gunshots.

At this moment, the eyes of the soldiers were full of joy.

The resistance is also much more fierce than before.

Reinforcements are coming.

It's like a shot in the arm in their hearts, as if a drowning person sees someone coming to their rescue on the shore.

It's hard to describe the excitement in words.

Zhi Yongshou slightly discerned the direction from which the gunshots came, and shouted loudly: "Soldiers, follow me to break through!" ”

Daxu galloped into the alley east of Yongchun Street.

Torches weave through the streets.

Zhi Yongshou led people to attack the Yuan army again.

This is a breakthrough.

The Yuan army in this alley soon fell into a situation where the enemy was attacked on their backs.

Gao Tianzong led the soldiers and righteous soldiers to rush into Yongchun Street from east to west, while Zhi Yongshou and others led the remaining soldiers from Yongchun Street to break through this alley.

The gunfire continued.

The artillery fire almost covered both ends of the alley, and it spread towards the middle.

The dense Yuan army in the alleys was directly stunned.

They couldn't stop the Divine Dragon Gun in the first place, let alone when they were attacked on their backs.

One by one, the figures fell in the firelight.

The panic spread in the hearts of these Yuan troops.

Not many people can think about why the situation is suddenly like this, and only think about how to survive in such a situation.

And those Yuan soldiers who were willing to die for the imperial court, although they fought hard, they inevitably died under the bullets.

A scout hastily reported the situation to Ashu.

Ah Shu was also shocked.

He didn't expect that Song Jun would be able to break through his thousands of obstacles all of a sudden.

This made him angry.

Immediately, Ah Shu led the remaining army under his command towards Yongchun Street.

Only before he arrived, the Yuan army in the alleys next to Yongchun Street had already collapsed. Many of them ran to the neighboring houses.

The Song army did not chase it in.

When the Yuan army on the street was left with only those dozens of people, the two armies were hopeful.

At the moment, there is a color of excitement.

Then the two armies joined forces, passed through the alleys, and headed for the inner city.

Hundreds of corpses of Yuan soldiers were left in the alleys.

Halfway, he had to kill some Yuan army soldiers again.

When he returned to the place where he had fought before, Gao Tian stopped and shouted: "Soldiers, bring the bodies of the righteous soldiers back to the city." ”

One by one, the figures stopped.

They carried the bodies of the fallen soldiers and righteous soldiers here.

Then, he continued to the inner city.

Ah Shu led the army to approach Yongchun Street and learned that the Song army had broken through.

This naturally made him even more angry.

I wanted to attract more Song Jun to come over and send him to death, but I didn't think about it, but now even the bait has been rescued by Song Jun.

Rao is a skilled, and it is inevitable that he will be a little angry at this moment.

He hurriedly led the army in pursuit.

Only naturally, it is impossible to catch up with those who are in the high heavens and those who are forever alive.

After a while, I saw the sound of the west gate of the inner city running towards it, and the fire flashed out.

Ah Shu on the chariot saw this scene from a distance on the street, and his expression was stunned.

Of course he knew it was late.

The Song army blew up the bridge.

At this moment, if he led the army to attack the city again, he would inevitably face the resolute resistance of the Song army.

And that moat alone needs to be filled by him with the lives of countless soldiers.

No matter how angry he was, Ashu would never have made such a stupid decision.

He shouted, "Stop! ”

Then, he finally led the Yuan army to retreat gradually.

Attacking the inner city cannot be urgent. He needs to be prepared.

Up to now, the loss of the soldiers and masters under his command has far exceeded Ah Shu's estimate. This also made him more and more reluctant to bury the lives of many soldiers in vain.

After all, it doesn't mean that you can win the entire Great Song Dynasty.

His army will have many vicious battles to fight in the future. If everyone dies here, then even if Changle County is taken, what's the use?

When the Song army reinforcements arrived, didn't they have to go back to the territory of the Yuan Dynasty?

Inner City.

Huang Hua and the others were very happy when they saw that Gao Tianzong had brought back Zhi Yongshou and these soldiers.

Immediately, I heard that the monks of Yongquan Temple passed away, and I couldn't help sighing.

This time, the price paid by Yongquan Temple is really too heavy.

The masters of the Luohan Hall in the temple were above the Zhongyuan realm, and none of them came back alive.

They all cast the mad wand spell and died desperately in the outer city.

When the old monk Huizhi saw the corpses of the monks in the temple, he couldn't help but cry.

Cultivating Buddhism is about compassion, not about cutting off the seven emotions and six desires.

A group of monks sat cross-legged on the ground, reciting scriptures, and sending the monks to Bliss.