After a hard blow, the monk seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and his body shook involuntarily, and he was immediately surrounded by a group of Luoyang soldiers who cautiously touched up, and there were three spearmen in this army, and a sword and shield soldier with a round shield and an iron knife. The remaining commander was wearing a thick cotton armor, an iron helmet on his head, and he was bullied with a waist knife.

The three spears were the first to stab at him, and he gritted his teeth and flew up with one leg, only sweeping away the two spearmen, and one of the remaining soldiers on the left stabbed him in the right rib!

Under the severe pain, the monk reacted bravely, stretched out one hand and grabbed the gun again! After struggling, he just snatched the spear, but the shield soldier and the armor commander in front of him cut off the head of the ring with two knives!

Seeing that the monk was seriously injured, he was about to be besieged and hunted by soldiers like wolves.

A big iron stick suddenly swept diagonally from the side, and with a thunderclap, it slashed off the single knife of the Wu Chief, and knocked his armored body into the air!

King Kong Zhibei hurried back to answer!

Beat the officer under the stick, Zhibei swung the iron rod, a green dragon swing tail, and stopped the waist to intercept the shield soldier, the soldier hurriedly shrank his body and hid under the shield, bang! The shield shatters, and the man dies.

The remaining three soldiers were very sad and angry when they saw that the captain and the sword and shield hand were dead, and these people were very brotherly in their robes, and the soldier who had been robbed of his spear rushed over first, wanting to hold the ring with his bare hands.

In order to create an opportunity for their brothers, the remaining two raised their spears flat and stabbed at Zhibei with all their might!

Zhibei calmly danced the iron rod in his hand, the small yaksha stick, the stick was like a gun, and he dialed it twice, and the two spears on the opposite side were deviated, and it was very easy for the two of them to be unable to contain the momentum and expose the flaws.

Zhibei took advantage of the situation to send the iron rod, and the tip of the stick touched the throats of the two spearmen, and neither of them snorted, and the throat bone shattered and died.

But when he killed two people in a row, he ate the last empty-handed pawn and hugged him, and he didn't break free in a hurry!

This soldier actually used some kung fu to lock up the monk and send it away, and he actually knocked down this half-crippled master who only had one hand left.

A nobody, fell down Shaolin and quit anger.

The wind and snow were combined, and there was a layer of snow on the ground, and a piece of blood ice condensed on the snow.

The pawn stood in the wind and snow and shouted like a wolf, flew up and pressed it, and raised his fist to hit the wound on the monk's right shoulder.

The monk turned his head away, and his knee took advantage of the momentum to rise up and hit the key point under the soldier, and the blow made the little pawn faint in pain.

The monk of the abstinence counterattacked successfully, turned over and jumped onto the opponent's body, grabbed the opponent's throat with his left hand, hesitated slightly, click! But he strangled people to death with tiger claw kung fu.

The quality of the soldiers guarding the subordinates in Luoyang is really not low.

But the helpless thing is that King Yi cannot mobilize a large army unscrupulously, and the manpower sent is limited.

The commander of the army, General Wu, looked at the battlefield, he and his gang were all dressed in armor, and even the war horses had forehead guards and half-body equipment, and eight people also carried three-eyed guns on their backs, but the loading was complicated and could only shoot at close range.

Tonight's encirclement and suppression of Shaolin was proposed by Meng Yishan, and General Wu didn't want to move at all in his heart.

Especially tonight's scene, highlighting a chaos, Shaolin masters are less than the palace, but the high-end force is too strong, the stick monks are very strong in battle, and they are not afraid of cavalry breakthroughs.

Wu Chang has a bottom line in his heart, and his subordinates can't move.

Wu Chang and Gao Hou Ye have such military merits, and there are only a few hundred families in the family. Each is very precious, and the treatment is generally several times better than that of the ordinary soldiers of the Ming Dynasty.

The two armies fought on the basis of bravery.

The generals who dare to rush into battle are all guarded by their side, and these people are the wings of General Wu's own life and death.

Uncle Wu didn't want to fight Shaolin to the death in order to respond to Lao Meng's plan to beat the monk.

His elite family is waiting for the great battle to make meritorious contributions to the cavalry and behead the thief chieftain, and throw it into the battlefield of Di Gong Temple tonight and Zhibei, these Shaolin monks who know martial arts, are sick in the head.

The son of a daughter can't sit down.

Especially the inhuman skills of the god monk Tilona, if he really put the guards in it and encircled and suppressed them with a three-eyed fire gun, how many people would have to die?

You can't lose the capital when you go to war.

If it really doesn't work, let the monk break through, and just bring the safe Zhu Ju back to the prince.

"In the past, the four people protected the king of Yongning County." Wu Chang ordered his own soldiers.

Iron armor, iron helmet, earth and iron cladding, even the war horse is covered with half armor, the highest level of Ming armament, and the monster-like four heavy horsemen come out of the crowd.

"Mark and obey!"

They brought the three-eyed musket they were carrying, skillfully loaded it with gunpowder, and then removed the spear hanging from the stirrup rope, put it on the elbow side, and rode slowly and galloped.

The horses thundered fast, and the ironclad rushed into battle.

The four heavy horsemen who galloped up through the wind and snow, roaring through the bloody battle, these arrogant horsemen far surpassed the hundred light horsemen in their riding skills and bravery

People carry spears like flying on horses, and their strong strength can pierce the monks who are blocking with a spear, and then shake the corpse away.

This group of cavalry wandered in the center of the battlefield, quickly pierced and chiseled, and in just a hundred steps, stabbed four monks to death and stabbed three others. It's getting closer and closer to Zhu Ju. But he was surrounded by a team of stick monks who rushed over.

The four horsemen did not entangle with the monks and soldiers who had formed a formation, and directly raised the three-eyed musket gun and shot directly in the face.

In the thunder, the one who pounces immediately.

General Wu's personal guard iron cavalry? The little king looked at the armored heavy horse that had arrived, and his eyes lit up.

The four horsemen flew to the area, and the regiment guarded the little county king.

"I'm too late for the escort, don't be alarmed." The leader of the four horsemen said.

"Xiao Wang's net worth and life depend on you." Zhu Ju actually bowed to the ground and saluted several family members.

In fact, he didn't feel that he particularly needed protection, these people were just icing on the cake.

If he had succeeded in killing his father and brother, he would have been able to command this elite, but now he doesn't have to think about it.

Song Jizu leaned near Zhu Ju, pretending to protect him wholeheartedly, but he was muttering in his heart, he estimated that he would be able to kill all four of Wu Chang's family members?

Then it came to the matter of using a dagger to draw cold at close range and blink a few times, but if the opposite side used a fire gun, Lao Song would have no bottom in his heart.

At this time, the sound of killing in the battle array was still the same, and the 100 cavalry were reduced by about 20, and the ordinary cavalry in these large battalions could only get on their horses in wartime, and they usually did not do too much training in terms of horsepower.

In terms of martial arts, it is far less than the military generals who are well fed every day and go out to work hard during the war. was suddenly attacked by Shaolin warrior monks in two waves, losing more than ten horses, and some of them hurt.

After a short period of pranayama, he even picked up the snowflake iron ring knife he held in his right hand with a broken arm.

At this moment, he was carried on the shoulders of a junior disciple of the Bodhidharma Lower House, and silently prayed to the Buddha in his heart, if he escaped tonight and successfully broke through, he would definitely practice a one-armed sword technique again!

The right arm is gone, and he is still proud.

"Form a little Arhat formation and rush out together!"

Zhibei couldn't help it at the moment, both sides felt that this battle was difficult to fight, and they couldn't fight here until dawn.

If you really run, you have to completely destroy the hundred horsemen, and the biggest threat to the retreat is the light horsemen. Far away, you can't stand the bow and arrow, flying kites, and shooting.

As for Wu Chang's heavy cavalry, first, there are few people, and second, there are dozens of catties of armor, plus the horses are all equipped with iron armor, so they can't chase far at all.

"Go to a team of people and see if you can snatch Zhu Ju back." Zhibei also gave orders to the monks and soldiers.

The identity and status of the king of Yongning, the Shaolin faction is still useful. Can you grab it or try to grab it and take it away.

The monk with the ring on his shoulder began to rush in front of the cavalry, and the one arm of the guard slashed at the foot soldiers who were blocking.

King Kong Zhizhi danced wildly, and his body flew vertically. Lead the monks and soldiers of the lower courtyard of Bodhidharma to charge together.

The monks began to shout the Buddha number in a group, and began to run wildly, raising the iron rods high, and drinking the Luoyang army pawns who were blocking the front one by one! Those whose hands and feet were broken with a blow with a stick were considered lucky, and some were hit by an iron rod and their sternums were shattered.

A monk and soldier leader with four stick monks separated from the team and ran towards the position of the little county king.

These people didn't pay any attention to the fact that a tall monk with a miserable shaved bald head and a shirtless face with a bare face, holding an iron rod in his hand, and hanging a pair of blood-stained cotton armor in front of him with a rope on his chest, also followed them.