It was nearly the middle of the night, but the fireworks and riots in various parts of Jinling City continued.

Although the officers and troops at this time had changed their previous cluelessness and attacked everywhere, in the first city south of the Yangtze River in this huge land, in the middle of the dark night, they still did not see how quickly they quelled the rebellion.

The teams could only slowly advance along the streets and alleys, arresting or killing all those who were still causing trouble. By the way, they also help people fleeing or under attack in the streets, as well as fetch water to fight fires.

Everything is advancing in an orderly manner, and the gates of Jinling are also brightly lit from top to bottom, and the soldiers and horses guarding the palace are blocking all the ways out, not letting anyone approach, and not letting even a bird leave from Jinling City.

In the Jiming Temple, on the silent tower, at this time it really fell into the silent mode that makes people's hearts palpitate, obviously there are dozens of monks on several floors of this tower, obviously not long ago, they still talk and laugh freely, thinking that the general trend is confident.

As a result, now they are all as pale as earth, like mourners, and even their bodies are trembling.

Fear has filled everyone's heart, and at the same time, their minds are full of indescribable surprise and doubt.

How can suddenly a 180-degree twist occur?

Obviously, everything was still in his own plan just now, and he watched the whole city fall into riots everywhere, and there were fires everywhere. In just a few moments, I saw a team of torches steadily pressing inward from all directions, and the fires that should have been burning until dawn were being extinguished one by one.

What made them even more frightened was that just looking at the direction of the teams with torches, the teams surging forward from all directions of Jinling City were heading towards the Jiming Temple where they were.

Finally, Monk Keats couldn't bear it any longer, and his voice was a little hoarse and eager, "Master Hongbei, what is going on? Why hasn't the situation in the city developed the way you thought it would?"

The abbot of Jiming Temple, Hongbei's face was also very ugly, and his hand twisting the Buddha beads was trembling slightly, and he could only barely calm down at this time: "It should be the officials and soldiers in the city who have reacted...... Their combat power is stronger than we have judged before, and it will be difficult for ordinary rebels to resist.

"But rest assured, our goal this time is not to occupy the entire Jinling, and with our hasty manpower, we can't take Jinling City so easily. Our goal has always been the emperor over there, as long as we take him down, no matter how many officers and soldiers we have, we can only use it in the end!"

There seemed to be some truth in his words, and many monks calmed down a little.

But Monk Keats was not persuaded by his words, and still looked at the "fire dragons" below with a worried face: "Then what if the official army also kills Jiming Temple, attacks us, and captures all the monks such as Master Hongbei and me?"

"You can rest assured of this, my Jiming Temple has already made arrangements." Hongbei immediately replied, he had indeed taken precautions at this point, "There are eight hundred monks and soldiers in my temple, all of whom are elite masters. In addition to sending four hundred to capture the emperor and two hundred to seize the armory, there are two hundred, which are guarded in the temple.

"In addition, there are hundreds of Buddhist believers who have also been ordered by our temple to cooperate in guarding the temple, and have already made many arrangements. Don't dare to say anything else, it is easy to keep it until dawn, so that the officers and soldiers in the city will know the difficulties and retreat."

His eyes were heavy, and he looked confident: "My Jiming Temple is an important place for Buddhism in the south of the Yangtze River, and no matter how bold the official army is, they will not dare to set fire to it, so we have long been in an invincible position......

His confident words were immediately interrupted by the sound of killing, and at some point, several teams on the left and right sides of the temple had already killed and quickly attacked.

Neither of these people advanced with torches like the other soldiers and horses, so they almost silently touched the front of the temple, and even the people on the high tower waited for the sound of killing to rise before they suddenly realized it.

A group of believers guarding the temple below were even more caught off guard, and after a rain of whizzing arrows entered, the screams were already resounding from both sides.

Then the sound of the crash also sounded from the side doors on both sides of the temple, and the thin portal didn't hold it a few times, and then it cracked one after another, let

A large group of fierce generals drove in and killed the believers who were so frightened that they retreated one after another.

These believers also used to wield guns and sticks on weekdays, fight people in the market, and some even killed people. However, they had never actually been on the battlefield, let alone fought against an army that had a tacit understanding at such a night.

Already terrified by the sudden attack, their resistance lasted less than a meal, and the defenses that had not yet formed were quickly broken and divided. Suddenly, there were many fugitives in the monastery, and there were people running around and screaming.

This scene naturally fell into the eyes of the monks on the tower, and this time, they no longer dared to stay here. If they continue to stay on the tower, and the officers and soldiers will kill them one after another, all of them will really become turtles in the urn.

At that moment, no one greeted Hongbei who also showed a panicked expression, so he decisively turned his head and ran to the stairs.

At this time, the two hundred monks and soldiers who had been guarding the tower finally couldn't hold it back. Led by two strong monks, they were divided into two teams, 50 of whom continued to defend the pagoda, and the other 150 had formed a formation and rushed straight to the officers and soldiers who were faintly killing in front of them, trying to block their path.

But before the two sides could really connect, a torch was lit on the opposite side, accompanied by a shout: "Burn me!" One torch after another has been thrown by them to the Buddha halls and pavilions on both sides.

All the buildings of this Jiming Temple are made of wood, which is the most afraid of fire. It was the driest winter again, and almost at the point where the torch fell, a small flame spread rapidly, and with the help of the fire, it became a sea of fire.

The monks couldn't believe their eyes, how dare these guys?

This is the Buddhist hall of Jiming Temple, which has a centuries-old heritage, it is a building that symbolizes the majesty of Buddhism, and there are all kinds of Buddha statues enshrined in it, and they dare to set fire to it directly without impunity?

Hongbei, who was hurrying down the tower after the group of monks, also saw the sudden fire below, which made his feet soft, which was already agitated, and the person slammed into the handrail of the wooden ladder, and fell straight down like a gourd rolling on the ground in an exclamation.