The warrior monk killed two horsemen in a row, his face was full of hatred, his whole body was bloody, and there was still a long horse lance on his chest, the tip of the lance was exposed from his back, dyed blood, and the Zen staff in the hand of the warrior monk was still waving again and again, as if Shura was reincarnated, and several nearby dark horsemen subconsciously avoided it, and the cavalry formation of the impact suddenly formed a gap.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! The warrior monk said ho-ho in his mouth, and the warrior monk behind him was about to rush in through this gap, but because the warrior monk's consciousness was blurred, he only cared about waving the Zen staff, and he didn't distinguish between the enemy and me.

"Senior brother! Senior brother ......" The warrior monk behind him shouted anxiously, wanting to wake up the lost warrior monk, but the warrior monk had turned a deaf ear.

"Whew!" A sharp arrow flew from the front and plunged straight into the throat of the warrior monk, and the waving Zen staff had no time to resist, "Porphyry." With a bang, the arrow was deeply inserted into the monk's throat, piercing the monk's entire neck, and the Zen staff in his hand finally couldn't dance anymore, "Smack." He fell to the ground with a thud, and fell to the ground with the mallet that had been inserted into his chest, and the shaft of the mallet trembled and pointed to the sky.

"Kill!" The cavalry behind did not look at the fallen monk, and leaped past him and killed the rest of the monks behind him.

The sound of killing in the valley shook the sky, and from time to time there were cavalry who were swept by the Zen staff of the warrior monk of Daxing Temple and fell off their horses, and from time to time there were warrior monks who died under the horse lance that came to the dark horse. The meadow had become a flesh field, and needless to say, the fifty or so warrior monks who had died before, were covered with arrows, and the blood of the whole valley was moistened, and their blood had not yet dried up, and the blood of the new land had been added. This time it was no longer just the blood of the warrior monks, but also the blood of horses, the blood of cavalrymen wrapped in iron armor.

"Bell." A warrior monk held on to a horse lance and was about to use his strength to drag the cavalry down when a whistling wind came, and another horse lance attacked him to his right. The warrior monk had no choice but to grab the tip of the lance with one free hand, and just blocked the second horse lance, another gust of wind came, and the third horse lance had arrived, "Roar." The warrior monk shouted. With a strong sweep, the two horse lances were swung away together, and the Zen staff hit the third horse lance that attacked.

"Zheng." The cavalryman's lance was struck by the Zen staff, and he flew away. Several drops of blood oozed from the horseman's hands, and the horseman's jaw was cracked.

"Thief, take it." Seeing that the other party had lost his weapon, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the warrior monk, and a staff hit the belly of the dark horseman.

"Zheng, Zheng." With two consecutive sounds, the two horse lances stretched out from the side blocked the warrior monk's powerful Zen staff. The cavalryman who had escaped recovery simply took out the strong crossbow hanging on his horse and shot it with an arrow, and the poor monk's staff was being held back by two lances. Watching a long arrow come at him, he could only deviate as far as he could.

"Porphyry." The crossbow bolt was inserted into the monk's arm, piercing the monk's arm, and the swarthy tip of the arrow with a bright red color came out from behind, and a great pain came. The strength of the warrior monk's shoulder suddenly leaked. Unable to block the two horse lances anymore, the Zen staff in his hand flew away. There were two more "porphys, porphys", and two horse lances hit the body of the warrior monk at the same time, passing through the monk's body.

The owner of the two horses took it back, "Ah." An unwilling voice shouted from the warrior monk's mouth, blood spurted out of the warrior monk's body, and his body had already broken two large holes, only shook and fell to the ground with a bang, turning into a corpse.

These monks are carefully selected warrior monks from Daxing Temple, practicing martial arts for at least ten years, and these people are not dead martial arts, monks who have reached the age of eighteen will travel the world for three years, walking in the barren mountains and mountains, experiencing the fight with wild beasts, and there are many monks with human lives on their hands, but unfortunately most of them are divided into people but have not experienced the real battlefield, a Bo one, even if it is a foot against the horse, most of the warrior monks can easily win, but how can there be a Bo and a place on the battlefield, although their Zen staff is heavy, If you don't use all your strength on the cavalry, you can only make the cavalry vomit blood and be injured, and when you are hit by the cavalry, their thin monk's clothes have no resistance, and even if they don't die, they are seriously injured. Not every warrior monk can defend as bravely as the warrior monk who killed people in the middle of the lance.

The sound of killing on both sides shook the sky, just one impact, and twenty or thirty warrior monks fell, and the remaining dozens of monks were quickly divided and surrounded by the dark cavalry that rushed over, as long as they waved the Zen staff at one person, there would be several horse lances to resist together, unless they gave up their defenses, they could no longer easily hit a cavalry.

This time, the number of hidden cavalry reached half of the number, there were five hundred cavalry, although these warrior monks resisted desperately, but their number itself was only one-fifth of the hidden cavalry, and half of them died at the beginning, and gradually the number of warrior monks became fewer and fewer, while the cavalry surrounding them became more and more.

The guards of the Jin Palace's regiment surrounded Yang Guang and Murong Yan, and watched with a pale face as the monks of Daxing Temple with strong martial arts fell one by one, when the crossbow arrows of the secret horse were shot just now, in order to protect Yang Guang, these guards blocked the arrows with their bodies, sacrificed two people, and several people were injured, they were much lighter than the casualties of the warrior monks, the reason for this was that they had horses to dodge, and the secret horses were worried about hurting Yang Guang, and the crossbow arrows subconsciously avoided them.

Yangzhou Governor's Mansion often receives those wandering Daxing Temple monks, the guards of the Jin Palace's Mansion will also communicate with the monks, of course, they know how powerful these Daxing Temple monks are, in the competition of the palace, a monk often deals with three or five guards at the same time, but I didn't expect to contact with these cavalry but did not have much advantage.

Who are these cavalrymen, the forbidden army? Border Army? It's just that this is the capital, if there are so many forbidden troops, how can there be no news about the movement of the border army, and what should they do now, a series of questions arise in the hearts of these guards.

"Your Highness, what should we do?" Seeing the heavy casualties of the monks in Daxing Temple, one of the guards couldn't help but tremble and asked.

"What to do, what to do?" Yang Guang muttered to himself, his legs trembled, starting from those cavalry with strong crossbows, Yang Guang's mind was almost blank, he had never felt so close to death, he had never been on the battlefield, he had led the army to conquer the Turks, and he had also conquered the Tuyuhun people, participated in the war to unify the south, and suppressed many rebellions of the party, but no matter what war, even if he was in the battlefield of flesh and blood, the Great Sui had an absolute advantage, and all he saw was the despair of the enemy, and even when the enemy rushed in front of him only a dozen meters, he can still deal with it calmly.

For a long time, Yang Guang thought that the war was nothing more than that, as long as he gave the order, the enemy would flee, but the absolute strength of this small battle belonged to the other party, and when the crossbow arrow was shot just now, the fear of death was so real that Yang Guang's heart almost stopped beating.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Yang Guang almost cried out out of despair.

"Kill?" The guards looked around dumbfounded, if everyone still had a little confidence at the beginning, now there is no confidence, more than a hundred Daxing Temple monks are left at the moment only more than ten people, they are still divided and surrounded, it is not a matter of time before they are destroyed, the cavalry surrounding the Daxing Temple monks is only about a hundred, and there are three or four hundred cavalry staring at their poor more than 20 people, they and the enemy's strength is one to twenty, how to fight this battle.

However, these people can choose Yang Guang's side, whether it is loyalty or martial arts have been tested, knowing that they will die, they have to stubbornly obey Yang Guang's orders, and many people are about to turn over and rush towards the enemy.

It's just that one person next to Yang Guang was shocked when he heard it, and hurriedly said: "Slow, Your Highness, you can't fight hard, first ask them where they came from." ”

It was Dugu Sheng who spoke, originally he should not participate in the battle for the throne as Dugu Sheng, after all, whether it was the crown prince ascending the throne or the king of Jin ascending the throne, he was a well-deserved uncle, but Yang Yong had never had a good impression of his uncles, but Yang Guang had great respect for several uncles, and Dugu Sheng would be involved in the battle for the throne, but if he wanted to pay for his life, Dugu Sheng would never be willing to, although these people did not report their identities, the tenth ** would be the prince's person, Dugu Sheng could not want to die in vain.

Seeing that someone was stopping, those guards all looked at Yang Guang with blank eyes, unless it was a last resort, no one would not cherish their lives.

Yang Guang finally sobered up a little, looked at the battlefield in front of him, the warrior monks who were still supporting were less than ten figures, and nodded gloomily, but Murong Yan's eyes were rolling, the Murong family had waited for more than ten years, and he had also paid more than ten years of youth, and now it had just begun, and it was so difficult that he would fail before he entered Beijing, Murong Yan's heart swelled with a strong unwillingness, and he said straight to God without eyes.

The overall situation has been decided, Yang Shi looked at the few monks who were still trapped in the middle, and motioned to his subordinates to stop, saying: "Drop the weapon, and those who surrender will not die!" ”

"Drop your weapons, and those who surrender will not die!" The rest of the cavalry repeated, exiting the remaining warrior monk encirclement and allowing them to converge.

Although Hui Neng is the abbot of Daxing Temple, his martial arts are not very strong, he can support until now all rely on the protection of other warrior monks, at this time he inserted two long arrows in his body, sweating all over his body, but the pain in his body can not relieve the pain in his heart, seeing that there are only seven or eight disciples left in the more than 100 people he brought, Hui Neng was very sad in his heart, pointing at Yang Shi and scolding: "You kill the disciples of Buddhism so much, and you will fall into the hell of Ah Bi after death." ”

Seeing that the other party was stubborn, Yang Shi was no longer polite: "Kill!" ”

"Whew! Shout! Shout! Dozens of crossbow arrows shot towards the remaining warrior monks, although they desperately blocked, after a few rounds, the remaining seven or eight monks were still full of long arrows, stacked on top of each other, the whole valley was blood-red, and the warrior monks of Daxing Temple had been wiped out.

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