The fire burned until dawn, and it was not extinguished, and in the afternoon, I saw that the fire was also burning in the south. There was no flame under the scorching sun, but the smoke went straight to the sky.

Xuandu was originally leading the people in front, but when he saw a fire burning in the south, he waited on the side of the road, waited for Lu Ming to arrive, and asked: "Lu gang leader, the barbarian army is attacking in three ways, do you think this pass can be defended?" I have sent people to report to the checkpoint continuously, but the commander of the pass is cowardly, and the army is weak, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to resist the Turkic iron cavalry. Lu Ming was speechless.

Xuandu said again: "It seems that the Jurchens can deal with the barbarians, and in the future, if the Tang Dynasty joins forces with the Jurchens to attack the north and south, it may be able to make the Turkic iron cavalry dare not go south." ”

Lu knew what he meant, he wanted to try to get in touch with the leader of the Jurchens, Ah Gu, but thinking that he was really a Turk, how could he collude with foreign enemies to attack his country, and suddenly asked: "Master Xuandu, is my father good in Baosha?"

Xuandu was stunned for a moment, and said: "Ling Zun took refuge in the Three Treasures and cultivated in the Shaolin backyard, we came to Nanjing this time, and we didn't inform Ling Zun, so as not to attract his dusty heart." ”

Lu Ming said: "I really want to meet my father and ask him a word." Xuandu snorted.

Lu Ming said: "I want to ask him the old man: if the barbarians come to attack the Shaolin Temple, how will he deal with it?"

Xuandu said: "Then you are fighting to kill the enemy and protect the temple and protect the students, what is the doubt?"

Lu Ming said: "However, my father is a Turk, how can he ask him to kill the Turks for the sake of the Han people?"

Xuandu groaned: "It turns out that the gang leader is really a Turk, abandoning the darkness and turning to the light, which is respectable and admirable!"

Lu Ming said: "The master is a Han Chinese, only the Han is bright, and the Turks are dark. I, the Turks, say that our country is bright, and the Tang Dynasty is dark. I think my Turkic ancestors were killed by the Qian, coerced by the Xianbei people, fled east and west, and suffered unspeakably. At the time of the Tang Dynasty, your Han people's martial arts were extremely prosperous, I don't know how many warriors I killed and how many women I captured Turkic, and now your Han people's martial arts are not good, and my Turks attack and kill you in turn. Killing and killing like this, I don't know where it will be?"

Xuandu was silent, and after a long time, he said: "Amitabha, Amitabha." ”

Lu Qian rode his horse closer, heard the second half of the two talking, and groaned: "The beacon fire is burning, and when the battle is endless, the field fighting is dead, and the defeated horse is crying to the sky. Birds and kites peck at people's intestines and fly up to hang withered trees. The soldiers are reckless, and the generals are empty. But those who know the soldiers are murder weapons, and the saints are not allowed to use them. ”

Lu Ming praised: "'Those who know the soldiers are murder weapons, and the saints cannot use them. 'Brother Xian, you are a good poet. ”

Lu Qian said: "This is not written by me, it is a poem by the great poet Li Bai of this dynasty." ”

Lu Ming said: "When I was here, I often heard my people sing a song. Immediately he sang loudly: "I pray for the mountain, so that my six animals will not rest." I have lost my mountains, so that my women have no color. He was full of energy, and his singing voice spread far and wide, but the song was full of sadness and desolation.

Lu Qian nodded and said: "This is the song of the Huns, when Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty attacked the Huns and robbed a large area, the Huns were miserable and miserable, and I didn't expect this song to be passed down to this day." ”

Lu Ming said: "My Turkic ancestors were as miserable as the Huns at that time. ”

Xuandu sighed and said, "Only when the emperors and generals of the whole world believe in Buddhism and have compassion in their hearts, then there will be no more tragic battles and killings." ”

Lu Ming said: "I don't know what year and month there is such a peaceful world." ”

The group continued to march westward, and saw that there were fires in the southeast, north and south, day and night, and the barbarian army burned all the way. The ambitions of the group were all angry, and they kept shouting and scolding, and they wanted to fight to the death with the barbarian army.

Fan Hua said: "The barbarian army is chasing closer and closer, we will finally have no way to retreat, according to the brother's opinion, we might as well scatter in all directions, and teach the barbarian army to chase without knowing where to go." ”

Wu Changfeng said loudly: "Isn't that admitting defeat? Fan Sima, don't grow the ambition of others, destroy your own prestige, win or lose, we have to fight to the death with the brute dog." ”

As he was talking, there was a sudden thud, and a feather arrow shot from the southeast corner, and a disciple of the Divine Dragon Gang fell to the ground with an arrow. Following behind the mountain, a group of brutes shouted loudly and pounced.

It turned out that this team of brutes attacked from the middle road non-stop, and crossed the broken group of heroes. This assault force numbered about 500 people.

Wu Changfeng shouted: "Kill!" and rushed over first. The heroes have been angry for a long time, and they are all striving to be the first. The number of heroes is not only larger than this small group of barbarians, but also far superior in martial arts, and in the sound of battle, they besiege the barbarians like chopping melons and vegetables, and in only half an hour, more than 500 barbarians were killed cleanly.

More than a dozen Turkic warriors climbed the mountains and fled across the mountains, and they were all chased up and killed one by one by the heroes of the Central Plains.

Qunhao fought a victory, cheered and shouted, and the people's hearts were greatly boosted, but Fan Hua quietly said to Xuandu, Huihao, Lu Qian and others: "What we annihilated is only a small team of barbarian troops, and since this battle is connected, the second batch of barbarian troops will follow." Let's retreat west!"

Before the words were finished, only the rumbling and rumbling sound of the east could be heard. The group of heroes turned their heads together to look east, but saw the dust flying, like a dark cloud covering half of the sky, in an instant, the group of heroes looked at each other, silent, but heard the rumbling, rumbling and thunderous sound from afar, obviously a large group of barbarians galloping, from this sound, I don't know how many thousands of horses.

The murder and brawl on the rivers and lakes have seen a lot of heroes, but such a large army galloping is unheard of, compared to the battle outside Nanjing, this time the scale of the barbarian army is not known how many times stronger. Although everyone is brave and heroic, they suddenly encounter such a military power that the world has changed color, but they can't help but be frightened, and their hands are full of cold sweat.

Fan Hua shouted: "Brothers, the enemy is powerful, and it is useless to die in vain. Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, let's avoid it for the time being today, and take the opportunity to fight back. At that moment, the crowd mounted their horses and galloped westward, but they could hear the rumbling sound behind them.

This night, everyone no longer rested, and saw that they were getting closer to Yanmen Pass. The group of heroes urged to ride away, knowing that as long as they entered the Yanmen Pass and held the danger, although the enemy army was numerous, it would be extremely difficult to break through the pass. Along the way, the horses fell one after another, some started on foot, and some rode in two.

When it came to dawn, it was only more than ten miles away from the pass, and everyone was relieved, dismounted and reined, and walked slowly, so that the cattle could return their strength. But the rumbling and rumbling sound of thousands of horses galloping behind him became louder.

Lu Ming walked down the ridge, came to the side of the mountain, and suddenly saw a big rock, and his heart sank: "Back then, Abbot Xuanci, Deputy Gang Leader Ji and others led the heroes of the Central Plains to ambush my father and kill my mother and many Turkic warriors, and it was here. ”

On one side, I saw the marks of the axe and chisel on the mountain wall, which was where Xuan Ci cut off the handwriting left by Lu Shanghong.

Lu Ming turned back slowly, saw a flower tree next to the stone wall, and seemed to hear Wu Shuang's voice hiding behind the tree back then: "Uncle Lu, if you continue to fight, this mountain peak will also knock you down." ”