Guyuan City is located in the upper valley of the Qingshui River under Liupan Mountain, and the so-called Qingshui River, which is seriously dried up and silted, flows through the east side of Guyuan City, and goes around the city from south to north.

The terrain of the river valley sandwiched between two mountains and one river makes the city of Guyuan Castle narrow and cramped, and between the north gate and the south gate is a fairly spacious dirt road middle street that runs through the north and south.

On both sides of the avenue are a forest of dilapidated shops and houses, which are full of cobweb-like alleys.

The streets and alleys that were once crowded with people are now sparsely populated, and there are still piles of corpses that have rotted due to thawing in the corners of some of the city's backs.

At this time, night fell, the sky was dark, but there was no light in the streets and alleys of the city.

After a while, the two of them led their men to the most conspicuous building in the northwest corner of Guyuan City.

Unlike other places where there are few people and black and swarthy, this so-called Saidai Temple is brightly lit, and the inside and outside are stained with Mu Suman wearing white robes and hats.

Approaching the Xida Temple, seeing this situation, He Jin immediately reined in the horse, stopped, and said:

"Big brother, slow down! There are few of us, and there are many of them, so if you rush in, I am afraid that it will be disadvantageous! ”

He Yilong, who was riding a horse in front, also reined in his horse, turned around and said: "Brother, don't worry, the dog officer who led the troops outside the north gate this time is the one who forced these Yuan barbarians to return!" At this time, Po Xi Mu wants to be unfavorable to our brother, unless he gives his mother a hundred guts! ”

For two days in a row, Po Xi Mu was ineffective in supervising the war, although He Yilong was very dissatisfied, but He Yilong thought that he understood Po Xi Mu's calculations.

In his opinion, people like Po Ximu just want to preserve their strength, this kind of thing, who among the leaders of these gangs of thieves has not done this?!

He Yilong came over today, just to make it clear, I, He Yilong, are still staying in Guyuan City and not leaving, that is to help you Po Ximu, not you Po Ximu is helping me He Yilong, if you don't contribute, once the city is broken, you Mu Suman met Yuan Chonghuan, and met the Guyuan soldiers whose families were all killed by you, do you still have a way to live?!

Therefore, He Yilong finished saying those words to He Jin, who was not at ease, and did not stop, and continued to fight his horse.

He Jin shook his head, as long as he led someone to follow, in the sound of horses' hooves, the two of them came to the door of the Xida Temple one after the other.

Although Saidaiji Temple is a worship temple of the Great Food Sect, from the outside, the appearance of Saidaiji Temple is not much different from the general temple view.

Only the dark green glazed tiles in front of the door shine on the wall, and the line seems to be carved with an axe and a knife, and they don't know any of them, reminding them that this is a temple.

He Yilong doesn't know much, but he knows what Chinese characters look like, and these are not Chinese characters in front of him, so they must be these Huihui's own words.

Before He Yilong got off the horse, the gate of the Xida Temple suddenly opened widely, and Po Ximu and his subordinates, the blue nose and swollen face of the Shan Shixiu, and another leader of the Musu Barbarian Rebellion that He Yilong had met, a middle-aged strong man with a beard and a little white hat named Yang Qizhuang, hurriedly greeted him.

Because He Yilong and the thief army under He Jin had constant conflicts with the Musubarians in the city, they had dealt with Yang Qizhuang, the leader of the Musubarians in the city, twice.

"Oops! He has arrived! He Er's leader has arrived! You're a rare guest back to Saidaiji Temple! ”

Po Ximu smiled all over his face, and while quickly welcoming the horse, he stepped forward to take the reins of the horse, and greeted He Yilong and He Jin very enthusiastically.

"Hurry up and get off Mali, please! It's almost time for us to go back to service! Let's finish the city defense with the imam as soon as possible, and we can't delay the week of our return! ”

Po Ximu's words made He Yilong and He Jin immediately dissatisfied, but they successfully dispelled the doubts of the two of them before.

Looking at the white-hatted Mu Suman who was gathering more and more in front of the gate of Saida Temple, although the two of them were very annoyed that these Mu Suman regarded such a big thing as worshipping God and Buddha as more important than defending the city, they didn't think about their own personal safety at all.

He Yilong and He Jin immediately turned over and dismounted, and the entourage behind them also turned over and dismounted without hesitation, and the armor and swords on these people collided together, making a loud noise.

Seeing this, the tall man named Yang Qizhuang raised his hand and pointed at Po Ximu: "Commander, these entourages of these two leaders don't have to go in!" ”

Po Ximu was just about to speak, He Jin suddenly said: "These brothers are all Lao Tzu's henchmen and siblings!" If you don't let them go in together, you won't see this side, and the old men will go back to Nancheng now! ”

As He Jin spoke, he was about to take the reins of the horse and turn over on the horse.

Po Ximu hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed him, with a smile on his face, and said, "What is the second leader of He, talking about!" They are your brothers, and that is my brother of the pastor, and the place in the hall is great! Go with the brothers! Let's go! ”

Saying this, he took He Yilong with one hand and He Jin with the other, and walked to the chapel in the temple.

He Jin passed by Yang Qizhuang and looked at him fiercely.

A moment later, several people strode into the tall chapel of Saidaiji Temple.

This chapel is indeed as Pastor Po Xi said, it is very spacious, I am afraid that it is enough to accommodate nearly a thousand people to worship in it at the same time.

He Yilong, He Jin followed Po Ximu and others into the chapel, and in the spacious chapel, there were already a lot of Mu Suman wearing small white hats and robes.

He Yilong and He Jin glanced at each other, and He Jin said, "Where is the imam Sai?!" ”

Po Ximu still said with a hippie smile: "Imam Sai's status is noble, how can we let the imam wait for us!" The imam was in the backyard, and Po immediately sent someone to invite him! Wait, two leaders! ”

After saying this, Po Ximu turned his head and left, shouting as he walked: "Imam, please!" ”

The Mu Su barbarians, who were kneeling on the mat facing the west in the chapel, also suddenly got up and shouted in unison: "Imam, please!" ”

At this moment, the sudden change in the chapel shocked He Yilong and He Jin, and the two immediately knew that something was wrong.

"Po Xi Mu! What the fuck are you fucking about!? Where the hell is the Sai Imam?! ”

He Yilong's voice did not fall, only to hear the hula outside the chapel rushing in again, a large number of people wearing white hats and robes came back, and everyone was holding a scimitar in their hands.

He Yilong and He Jin were suddenly furious, and they were about to reprimand angrily, but they heard Po Ximu suddenly laugh.

Po Ximu, who had opened a certain distance from He Yilong and He Jin, laughed, and slowly pulled out a long knife from his waist, and pointed the blade at He Yilong, his face gloomy:

"Ge Liyan, you two thieves, your death is approaching today, what kind of majesty are you playing in front of Lao Tzu?! What is the identity of the imam, and how can he come to see you two thieves!? ”

"Po Xi Mu! You repeated villain, you are going to harm us today, the world is so big, I'm afraid there will be no place for you to live again! ”

As he spoke, more and more Mu Suman poured into the chapel, and he had surrounded the nearly two hundred pro-regiments that He Yilong and He Jin had brought into the chapel.

At this time, these personal soldiers of their own were also drawn with knives in their hands, and some people kept looking back at He Yilong and He Jin, waiting for their orders, and the eyes that looked back were clearly full of fear.

He Yilong, who had never been afraid of how to write words, was finally scared at this time, he didn't want to die in the hands of these Hui Hui in a daze.

However, when he finished saying this, Po Ximu didn't listen to him at all, and didn't give him another chance, and shouted directly: "Kill them, kill them all!" ”

The crowded wooden speeds in the chapel swarmed up.

At this time, Yang Qizhuang, the imam of the Musu Barbarian Rebellion who was also in the chapel, suddenly shouted hoarsely: "Allaha Supreme Supreme! Kill all these Kafir, be martyrs, and go to heaven! ”

Yang Qizhuang's order from the imam of the scattered class was much more effective than Po Ximu's order, and the Mu Subarians in the hall who were originally afraid of He Yilong and He Jin's personal swords seemed to have received some mysterious will, and suddenly became heroic and fearless.

One by one, shouting the mantra-like sentence of "Allaha Supreme", they did not shy away from the sword, did not fear death, and swarmed up with a scimitar in hand.