It is said that Zhu Ying was defeated in the battle with Luan Yi's command army under Shanghe City that day, and when he fled to the foot of Huazhu Mountain in embarrassment, he had a lot of eyes, and divided 3,000 Yellow Turban wrestlers to hide in the deep mountains and dense forests, intending to take advantage of Luan Yi's pursuit to intercept and kill halfway at this time. But because Luan Yi was cautious, he saw the clues, and squatted in the deep mountains and old forests for most of the day in vain. However, it also hindered the pursuit of the church army to a certain extent.

Zhu Ying took this opportunity to lead the remnants to continue to flee north, until they fled to the south bank of Jishui, where they gathered the remnants of the army and set up camp.

The church scout reported back to Luan Yi the news that Zhu Ying had camped by the river.

Luan Yi waited for Xu Shu's army to arrive, and slowly marched north around the Huazhu Mountain. The Yellow Turban wrestlers hiding in the mountains saw that the church army was strong, and retreated to the Yellow Turban Thieves camp by the Jishui River in the mountains and forests.

The church army pursued them but did not find anything, so they set up camp in Shanyang, China.

When the camp was settled, the first thing Luan Yi did was to lead Xu Shu Mao Jue and other church priests to step onto the mountain road of Huazhu Mountain and go straight to Qinglian Cathedral.

Walking to the front of the church, the simple and generous temple has been burned by the flames, and the main body has been reduced to flying ashes, leaving only a layer of foundation blackened by the flames.

In the square outside the church, five crosses more than one foot high stood tall as seen from the bottom of the mountain.

When he saw the headless corpses of the five divine servants on the cross, Luan Yi couldn't help but lose his mind and burst into tears. What kind of death is this......

Luan Yi knew that the oldest of them was only 23 years old, and the youngest was only 12 years old. A few days ago, they were living beings, but now they were five cold, mangled corpses.

The blood flowed out along the large wound at the bowl on the erect neck, staining the robe red, and now the wound had dried up, and the blood from the whole body melted into the dirt under his feet.

What is even more shocking is that although there is blood stained on the knees of the robes of the five corpses, there is not a single stain, which shows that when facing death, these five divine servants did not bow to the thief and beg for a living...... They died standing up, they died bravely, they died holding fast to their faith.

Thinking of this, Luan Yi couldn't cry silently, and the surrounding priests all whined and wailed, among which Luan Lu, the great sect leader of Shanghe County, was the most sad. The main priest in this Qinglian Church, Jiang Zhan, is his most proud disciple!

After feeling sad for a while, Luan Yi's heart was slightly retracted, and his hands were raised, suppressing the sad voice of everyone. Said sadly: "Everyone! Everyone in the world thinks that only by doing things that are watched by all people, and making immortal achievements, can they get the name of heroes for thousands of generations. Yi Yu thought that this was reasonable, but it was not complete. What is a hero? Those who stand up to the heavens and the earth, those who are not afraid of suffering, are not the same...... All heroes too! He pointed to the corpses of the five divine servants on the cross and continued, "These are the five most ordinary divine servants in the Holy Sect, but when the evil spirits invaded and the thieves bullied them, they held fast to their faith; They live and die with the church; They did not ask for mercy from the thieves, nor did they defile the name of the Holy Church and the glory of Our Lady. They are the faithful people of Our Lady and the heroes of Our Lady's Church. Our Lady will delight them, and bring them into the house of God, and will serve the Mother in the temple for all eternity. ”

"Our Lady bless!" The priests were in unison, drawing crosses on their chests.

"Come, let's pray for them together!" After Luan Yi finished speaking, all the gods and servants closed their eyes at the same time, crossed their hands, placed them on their chests, and silently recited the memorial prayer under Luan Yi's guidance.

At the end of the ceremony, Luan Yi said: "The missionary ordered to erect a monument for the five church heroes outside the door of the Qinglian Church in Huazhu Mountain, so as to comfort the souls of the heavens and provide believers to pay homage to them for thousands of generations!" ”

Warmth grows in the hearts of the priests of the church. The believers of the Church of Our Lady are not afraid of death, as Luan Yi said, death is the best destination for them, the eternal life of the soul. However, they are also afraid of death, and those who are afraid of death are worthless, and those who die are not known! Luan Yi's initiative to erect a monument can be said to have returned the wishes of all believers. It's gratifying, exciting, and moving. The crowd shouted in unison, "The leader of the sect is wise." ”

At the end of the memorial, Luan Yi returned to the military village and recruited the general to discuss the big tent of the Chinese army.

Before the discussion, Luan Yi said everything about the martyrdom of the five divine servants of Qinglian Church, with an angry face, and asked Ji: "The traitor Zhu Ying is cruel and tyrannical, kills my sect divine servants, and deceives people too much. I long to eat his flesh and cook his bones. Do you have a plan to break through the enemy's formation and kill this fang? ”

Dian Wei sulked and said, "The Yellow Turban Dog Thief is not an opponent of the Holy Sect army, so he directly leads the troops into the enemy camp to avenge the five brothers." ”

Luan Yi waved his hand, "I just visited the Malay newspaper." Although Zhu Ying was defeated, the main Yellow Turban Lux did not suffer losses. After retreating to the Jishui line, the thief regained the rout, and there were still more than 20,000 people in the army, which was twice the number of our army. Our army has fewer enemies and more enemies, and then takes the initiative to attack, it needs to attack the fortified village, and even if it wins, it will be a miserable victory. Kill 1,000 enemies and lose 800 yourself, which is not what I want. When the design is reduced, strive to win with less loss. ”

"This matter is easy!" Mao Jue offered a plan and said: "Zhu Ying has a small plan and a small plan, and he can't use the formation. This time, the army was actually stationed on the bank of Jishui, and the back road was cut off. Our army can be divided into three roads, and set up a large village in the east, west and south of the thief camp, and the walls are clear. After a long time, the thieves had no food, the army was discouraged, and they were defeated without a fight. In this way, our army can be kept safe. ”

"Brother Mao, this counts as a big second. However......" Luan Yi thought for a moment and said, "If you act like this, I'm afraid the war will drag on for a long time." Nowadays, the yellow turban thieves in Qingzhou and Yanzhou are rampant, and the holy popes have repeatedly sent urgent documents, and the governors of the two states have also sent envoys for help many times. Our army needs to destroy Zhu Ying as soon as possible and go to support. Therefore, it can't be delayed, and it is necessary to cut through the mess quickly, end Zhu Ying as soon as possible, and get rid of worries! ”

Xu Shu came out of the column and said, "Brother Yi'er! The thief army was newly defeated, and the morale was greatly reduced. Now the new camp is set up, and the foothold is not stable. Our army took advantage of this good opportunity to attack it in the starry night, and the battle was decided! ”

"Brother Yuan's plan is exactly what I want." Luan Yi's eyes lit up, and then he was gloomy, and said, "But ...... When Zhu Ying besieged the church last year, Yi used the method of night attack to break Zhu Ying's many people. If I use this strategy again today, I am afraid that Zhu Yingsheng will be on guard and it will be difficult to work. ”

"This ......" Xu Shu nodded again and again, silent in thought.

"Oops! This doesn't work, that doesn't work, it's a death to a person. Zhang Fei was so anxious that he walked around, "According to what Yuan Zhi said, take advantage of the moonlight to raise troops to kill thieves." What my army is pointing to is invincible, and he is not an opponent because of what precautions he has for pigs (Zhu) dogs, and he is not an opponent, but only teaches to sacrifice his head to death. ”

Zhang Feihan's appearance looked at Luan Yi Zhile, waved his hand again and again, and said, "What the third brother said is inappropriate. ”

"It's not to fight, it's not to fight! What to do! Zhang Fei's eyes were red with anxiety.

"Huh?" The moment he heard Zhang Fei's words, a flash of inspiration flashed in Luan Yi's mind, "What did the third brother say just now?" ”

"My old Zhang said: 'What can I do!' ”

"Not that. Previous sentence! ”

Tai Shici repeated for Zhang Fei and said: "Brother Yide said: It's not to fight, it's not to fight!" ”

"It's not to fight, it's not to fight? Seconds, big seconds! Luan Yi's eyebrows stretched, "The third brother is really a blessing!" There is a plan! ”

Huang Zhong was overjoyed when he heard this, "Will the plan be released?" ”

"Wow" Luan Yi opened the folding fan in his hand and said slowly: "The plan of the tired soldiers!" ”

That night, Luan Yi left the Templar Camp and the Templar Order in the camp to rest and prepare for departure, and took advantage of the night to personally lead 3,000 guardians, prepare more gongs and drums and other things to build momentum, pass through the mountains and forests, and go straight to the camp of Zhu Ying's Yellow Turban thieves.

At a distance of 5 miles from the thief camp, Luan Yi divided the night attack guard horses into three, and led a team with Xu Chu and Tai Shici, and hid in the east, west and south of the thief camp.

At the second watch, in the military tent of the commander of the Yellow Turban Thief Battalion, after discussing military affairs with the thieves, Zhu Yinglian opened the tent curtain and walked out of the tent with a blue face.

In yesterday's battle, the Yellow Turban army disrespected the order, so that it was chaotic without a fight, suffered a heavy defeat, and lost a large number of men and horses. Now that he has retired more than 20 miles, his situation is worrying. He originally wanted to gather the generals in the camp to see if he could discuss any good way to turn the tide. But...... These generals in the Yellow Turban Army are just military generals in name, and most of them don't even know big characters - brave and strategic.

After discussing for a long time, a group of nerds just kept saying that everything was up to Qu Shuai's decision.

"Decided? Decide to be a fart! If you can decide, what else will this official consult with you! The more Zhu Ying thought about it, the more angry she became, and she couldn't stop jumping. Looking up at the sky, the night was dark, and it was time to go to bed.

At the thought of sleeping, a smile involuntarily appeared on his cheeks.

This morning, when his Yellow Turban thieves were plundering a nearby village, he captured a village girl and gave it to him, and now he is locked in his big tent.

That girl is average-looking, but she doesn't care so much today, as long as it's a woman. What's more, that girl is still a big girl with yellow flowers!

Thinking of the pair of white white rabbits on the woman's chest, Zhu Ying's saliva broke out.

Outside the tent, the whining cries in the tent could be heard clearly, and there were a few sad murmurs faintly mixed in with it. Listening closely, the girl was whispering a prayer to Our Lady to save her from her suffering.

When Zhu Ying heard this, she opened the curtain and strode into the camp, grabbed her collar, and lifted the girl from the ground.

The girl struggled to resist, but the female strength was small, and she couldn't defeat Zhu Ying, so she shouted bitterly: "Demon! Our Lady will come to my rescue! When the time comes, you will not die well, but you will go to hell forever. ”

Zhu Ying laughed hideously, "Holy Mother! Giggle...... But I want to see how your Lady has saved you. With that, he threw the girl down on the couch and began to untie her clothes.

Just as the girl watched Zhu Ying take off her robe with frightened eyes, she suddenly heard a sharp sound of golden drums outside the tent.

At first, she also said that she had auditory hallucinations at the critical moment, but when she looked up, she found Zhu Ying frozen in place, her hideous expression lingering on her face, and her round eyes flashed with fear.

The girl said viciously, "Demons, the warriors of the Holy Sect have come to send you to hell!" ”

"Fuck off, stinky bitch!" Zhu Ying kicked the girl hard, strode out of the camp tent, and when the deputy marshal Su An came anxiously, he asked, "What's wrong?" ”

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