It is precisely for this reason that King Bodo was extremely angry, so he killed the previous Western Turk Luo Khan, if it weren't for the fact that he needed King Bailan to stabilize the situation of the Tuyuhun remnants, he also wanted to brutally kill King Bailan, who was famous for his heroic and cunning.

Therefore, compared to the European Crusades and last year's great war between the Great Sui and the Turks, Tuyuhun and Gedao, everything that King Bodo is currently fighting in Gaochang is a pure religious war. But religious wars are meaningless than wars for plunder, and the dead bring no wealth or material goods to their living relatives, but often bring suffering and disaster.

King Bodo thought that his holy war was over, but he didn't know that because of the reason why he captured Wang Junlin, there were more than 600 people in Gaochang City, including Wu San and Yu Bao, so that his holy war had only just begun.

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The sky was half-curved and the night was as cold as ice.

Seven hundred Tibetans who made a living by doing business or doing small jobs in Gaochang City put on leather armor and held scimitars, and completed the transformation from ordinary people to warriors.

All of them held scimitars in their hands, their expressions were hideous, and their faces were ruthless, looking like wolves at the brightly lit Jingjiao Cross Temple not far away.

The celebrations are still going on there, the Turks who believe in Nestorianism seem to be tirelessly singing and dancing, and the temples are filled with butter lamps that glow with stars, looking like the Milky Way from afar.

"It was the Turks who framed Master Shi Dao'an and burned the Buddha Temple, the people in this cross temple are heretics, we are going to kill everyone here, and then burn this filthy place." One of the leading Tibetans had a hideous face, gritted his teeth and said fiercely, and the others were also full of murderous intent, and there was even madness in the depths of their eyes, they were originally fanatical believers in Buddhism.

In the courtyard of the solemn and glorious cross temple built, the Turks are holding bonfires, no matter how you look at it, it is a bit nondescript, which is why King Bodo prefers to let the Han people become believers of the Tianzun Dharma King, when he traveled to the Great Sui, he saw how the Han people worship various gods and Buddhas in temples and Taoist temples, the kind of solemn, sacred, courteous, and clean scene is what he yearns for, so when he reached a deal with Dugu Moyu last year, his focus is no longer on these people in the Western Regions who are called barbarians by the Han people. His lifelong wish was to let the Cross Temple open throughout the Great Sui, and let the glory of the Heavenly Venerable Dharma King spread throughout the entire Great Sui.

In the Cross Temple, the Turks faintly heard the sound of many people running, and a Turkic with rich combat experience was startled, and his years of experience in fighting told him that a group of ambush soldiers were rapidly approaching.

"Enemy attack!" The Turk roared so loudly that it even drowned out the high-pitched singing.

All the Turks instantly woke up from the celebratory atmosphere, looking for the sword they had placed beside them, and one of the Turkic warriors blew the horn at the first moment.

The footsteps became clearer and clearer, and all the Turks looked angrily in the direction of the Cross Temple.

In this short period of time, they have made all the preparations for battle.

With the faint light of the moon, the Turkic figure saw a team of more than five hundred people wielding scimitars, and they were only a hundred.

"It's the Tibetan people, guarding the Cross Temple, and the Heavenly Venerable Venerable is watching us and killing them all." The Turks who took the lead roared angrily, did not retreat, but advanced, and rushed forward to meet the Tubo people who rushed in, and the other Turks followed behind and screamed, and also rushed forward with war knives. They were the most faithful followers of Nestorianism.

All the Turks knew that they were outnumbered by too few of them, and by the time the reinforcements heard the trumpets coming, they were probably dead, and everyone thought to themselves, "Die in the Cross Monastery today!" ”

In the dark night, the two groups of people collided head-on, and the Turks who were the first to find an enemy attack were very brave, and in the screams, he cut off a Tubo who rushed to the front with a knife, and the blood fountain erupted, and the inertia took the lower half of his body and still rushed forward.

The Turk bowed his head and hunched his back, just in time to dodge the sneak attack of a Tibetan man on the side, and screamed and slashed forward again with the machete tied to his hand.

Not far behind him, an old Turkic woman was sneered at by a Tibetan man and stabbed into the stomach, but this woman held the Tibetan man's knife and did not let go, so that a Turkic man next to him cut off the heads of the Tibetans.

The sound of killing at the gate of the Cross Temple shook the sky, and the screams continued.

The sound of the trumpet blowing by the Turk before fell on the ears of King Potofa in the city lord's palace, and he glanced gloomily at the guard of Gaochang City, Atro, whose face had changed greatly, and the latter hurriedly ordered the transfer of troops to support, but then four or five more trumpets came from the direction of other Turkic activities in the city, or from the direction of the cross temple, or the cattle and sheep pen.

The same thing was happening in more than a dozen places across the city, where the Turks had been caught off guard and were still fighting, knowing that the final victory would be theirs, but only if they were able to hold out until reinforcements arrived.

In Gaochang, the Turkic forces are naturally the most powerful, but half of the army is usually stationed near the city lord's mansion, and the other half is stationed at the four city gates, and a group of Turkic soldiers is still patrolling the city during the day, but there is no more at night.

At this time, there was a riot in the city, and the Turkic army at the city gate did not dare to mobilize, so they could only provide emergency support to the cavalry of the city lord's mansion, but their arrival had already been expected by those faithful believers in Buddhism, even if they did not expect it, Yu Bao and the others would find a way to remind them.

Therefore, when the Turkic cavalry rushed in, it first ushered in a rain of arrows like flying locusts, and a wave of Turkic cavalry was shot off the horse by surprise, but after the Turks did not hesitate to lose, they desperately charged forward, and the strong advantage of the Turkic cavalry was brought into play.

In the darkness, Yu Leopard led people to set fires everywhere, shouting murder and spreading throughout the city, and King Porto and Atro did not know how many people were involved in the riot, so they kept sending reinforcements to the places where the shouts of killing and the fire were burning.

When there were only about a thousand people left in the City Lord's Mansion, in the various unnoticed angles and shadows near the City Lord's Mansion, Wu San led five hundred Sui soldiers personally trained by Wang Junlin to finally make a move, and they were as agile as leopards, climbing over the walls of the City Lord's Mansion from all directions.

In the riot in the city, the 1,000 Turkic cavalry left behind naturally had to strengthen their vigilance, so although the 500 Sui soldiers were trained by Wang Junlin to become stealth masters, it was inevitable that some of them were discovered, and the brutal battle began immediately.

The Sui soldiers, who were not discovered, began to set fire to the city lord's mansion according to the plan to attract Turkic soldiers, causing chaos in the city lord's mansion, and at the same time, they also began to look for Wang Junlin.

Wu San led the selected fifty good hands, grabbed four tongues in a row, tortured Wang Junlin's hiding place with extremely cruel means, and then killed there.

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In order to achieve the effect of complete silence, King Hado asked people to waste a lot of effort when building a small black house, at least the sound insulation is very good, and the sound of killing outside is shocking, but the inside of the small black house is still dead as usual.

It's just that today is the twenty-fifth day, and Wang Junlin finally hallucinates in front of his eyes, and even tried to hit his head against the wall with all his strength several times.

"Apprentice, it's not too late to be a teacher!"

Late that night, he suddenly heard someone talking, but he ignored it, thinking it was a hallucination.

"You kid won't really be stupid by that bald donkey!" The voice of the long withered son came again.

Wang Junlin's body was shocked, a spirit, looking left and right, he didn't see anyone, nor did he see the iron door being opened, he couldn't help but open his red eyes, and muttered to himself: "This hallucination is so real. ”

However, Chang Kuzi's angry voice sounded again: "You idiot, raise your head." ”

Wang Junlin was stunned, he saw a face, the face of a long withered son, on the top of the unknown time, someone cut out a square hole just enough to allow a person to pass through, the edge of the hole is like being cut by a knife, straight and neat.

Wang Junlin was suddenly overjoyed, his eyes lit up, and he thought to himself that you bull-nosed Taoist priest had finally appeared.

Then, he only felt a flower in front of him, and the long withered seed smashed straight at him from the cave at the top of the roof, and he only felt a pain in his eyebrows, and then he lost consciousness.

The long withered son fell and sat cross-legged opposite Wang Junlin, the two of them face to face, almost next to each other, and the breath could be heard, and this was because the long withered son was so thin.

Chang Kuzi didn't speak, but looked Wang Junlin up and down with burning eyes. Then he suddenly grabbed Wang Junlin's wrist, and a trace of internal qi belonging to Chang Kuzi entered Wang Junlin's body, and after running around along the meridian route that Wang Junlin usually cultivated, Chang Kuzi withdrew this trace of internal qi, with a look of ecstasy and excitement.

He took the heart-shaped blood jade from Wang Junlin's chest and muttered to himself: "If the senior master can use the Dafa of "Cultivating the Dao and Nourishing the Heart" to break through that barrier, I can do it too. The furnace used by the ancestors is an innate body, and God has also given me an innate body, how can I destroy the heavens. Even if it's nine deaths, what's the matter? ”

"Boom!"

A palm of the long withered son gently fell on Wang Junlin's forehead, and Wang Junlin, who had fallen into a coma, was shocked, and suddenly entered a semi-comatose state, in a daze, he only felt that his whole body was hot and cold, and the illusions in front of him were numerous, and the flesh and bones of the whole body seemed to explode, and the sweat was like pulp.

"Boom!"

The body shook again, and Wang Junlin was completely unconscious.

But it didn't take long for Wang Junlin to wake up from his coma again.