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Gao Jie walked out of the underground palace from the secret passage under the statue of Shakyamuni, and when he came to the Buddha hall, he found that there was not a single Jurchen soldier in the main hall in the backyard of this Pujue Temple, and it was empty. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Grand Lama Shar was the first to come out, he came to Gao Jie's side, and said with emotion: "Nurhachi built the secret passage of the underground palace at the bottom of the seven great temples, it seems that it really cost a lot of money, not only is it complex and sturdy, but also the mechanism is designed to be exquisite and hidden. It's a good feeling to see the light of day now!"

Gao Jie smiled, and then said, "Why haven't you seen a single Jurchen here?!"

Sha'er Grand Lama said: "Maybe Lord Luo and the others are fighting with the Jurchens in the front yard, and the soldiers here have rushed over to reinforce it!" Speaking of this, he said to the others in a loud voice: "Guiying Chataiji and Dawara will stay, and then search this Buddha hall to find the whereabouts of the Bible, and the others will rush to the front yard with me and the Marquis of Zhongyong to reinforce Lord Luo!"

Gao Jie hurriedly said, "No need to look for it anymore!" He motioned for Wukong to take out the thick yellow ancient book, handed it to the Great Lama Sha'er, and said with a smile: "Master Sha'er, take a closer look, is this the Kangyur Bible?"

The Great Lama of Shahr held the ancient book in his hand, his always indifferent face showed excitement, he trembled and turned the pages of the book to look at it slightly, then nodded again and again: "That's right, that's right, this is the Kangyur Bible, the national treasure of my Mongolian Empire!"

When they saw the Bible in their hands, they were all ecstatic, and they all recited the Buddhist scriptures and thanked the gods and Buddhas for their blessings.

The Great Lama of Shahr carefully put away the Kangyur Bible, turned his head to stare at Gao Jie, and said solemnly: "The loyal and brave marquis saved me is equivalent to the underground palace, which is already a great grace, and now he has helped me Mongolia get the Bible, which can be called a great hero of my Mongolian Empire, a great warrior! The other Mongols also bowed down to the ground and thanked them heartily.

Gao Jie saw that the Great Lama Sha'er was going to kneel down and bow to him, and he wanted to stop him, but Sha'er had profound skills, and he sincerely signaled that he wanted to thank him, so where could he stop it. Seeing that the others also knelt on the ground, they became more and more at a loss, so they had to kneel down and salute back: "We came together, it is my own family, and what the kid did is all right!

Seeing that Gao Jie was so humble and not arrogant, the Mongols present had a little more affection for him. After getting up, the Great Lama Shahr said seriously: "From now on, the Marquis of Zhongyong is the great nobleman of my Mongolians, no matter when, as long as you are in need, as long as you send someone to Mongolia to summon a call, we will do our best to help, and we will never break our word!"

Gao Jie said secretly, I have long heard that the Mongols are the same as the Jurchens, most of them are straightforward and arrogant, and they pay attention to repaying kindness, but now when they see it, it is true. Unexpectedly, by chance, he also owed favors to famous Mongolian figures such as Grand Lama Shahr and Qitu, and I couldn't help but feel a little proud. He hurriedly clenched his fists and saluted back: "The noble man can't afford it, if I happen to go to Mongolia one day, the kid only hopes that you can treat me as a friend, and we will be content with a drink together!"

Zhentu stepped forward and patted Gao Jie's shoulder vigorously, and said loudly: "How can one cup be enough, at least you have to do ten bowls and eight bowls to enjoy it!"

The others also said yes, which made Gao Jie also proud and nodded in agreement.

After the Bible was obtained, everyone had nothing to worry about, so they rushed to the front yard of Pujue Monastery under the leadership of the Great Lama Shahr.

Guandi Palace, located in the middle of the front yard of Pujue Temple, is also a hard mountain style blue brick building, the top of the hall has a kissing beast ornament, there are front and rear corridor steps, three steps of vertical belt steps, the palace is for Guan Yu to hold the military book to sit on the statue, the east time between the plastic Ma Liang, Guan Ping, the west time between Yu Ji, Zhou Cang, are all standing statues.

At this moment, Luo Sigong and other nearly 30 people were gathering in the hall, and outside the hall were densely packed with no less than 300 Jurchen soldiers in armor and holding soldiers.

Previously, before the Great Lama Sha'er went down to the underground palace of the Buddha Temple, he had released an arrow to signal the reinforcements outside the temple. According to the previous appointment, after seeing the sound of the arrow and a cup of tea, more than a dozen Mongolian warriors disguised as ordinary people who were ambushed outside the temple drew their swords and rushed towards the temple.

Luo Sigong saw the Mongols rushing into the temple in the tavern, but he did not act immediately, but stopped Ji Longfeng and Wang Rui, who were eager to try, and still sat firmly on the Diaoyutai platform. What he and the Grand Lama of Sha'er agreed on last night was that after the arrows were fired and the Mongolian reinforcements rushed in for a quarter of an hour, the Grand Lama of Shahr would not wait for him to come out, and then enter the temple for reinforcements.

Immediately, not long after the Mongols rushed into the temple, a group of more than 20 people also rushed in, these people of unknown origin, did not look like Han Chinese, did not look like people in the rivers and lakes, they lined up neatly, but more like well-trained soldiers.

However, this is not the end, and after a while, more than a dozen good people appeared on the street out of nowhere and rushed towards Pujue Temple. When they arrived at the gate of the temple, the group took off their civilian clothes one after another, revealing green robes, and the weapons in their hands were strangely shaped, looking quite mysterious and strange. Among them, there were also two old men in silver robes, who seemed to be the leaders, shouting and leading the group of green-robed people to disappear into the temple gate.

The group of more than 20 well-trained people, Luo Sigong learned from the Shahr Grand Lama, it was his collaborators within the Jurchens who extended a helping hand, so there was no difference. But the last group of green-robed people surprised him, and he couldn't help but remember that in Shenyang, Gao Jie had said that he had followed a mysterious person at night and saw many green-robed people holding strange rituals in the suburbs, and he couldn't help frowning, unable to predict what kind of changes this sudden killing force would bring to the situation.

A quarter of an hour later, he never saw the Great Lama of Sha'er and others rushing out of the Pujue Temple, Luo Sigong knew that there was trouble, so he decisively led Ji Longfeng and others, as well as more than a dozen Jinyi guards who had been coming with him, to enter the temple for reinforcements.

As soon as they rushed through the temple gate, they saw three warbands fighting fiercely in the spacious front yard. The Jurchens were obviously on guard, and ambushed heavy troops in the front yard, with nearly 200 sword and shield soldiers, pikemen and archers, arraying their formations, surrounding the three forces that had rushed in before, shouting to kill the heavens.

It is said that the Jurchens are brave and good at fighting, and they are not afraid of death, and more than 200 soldiers are not only so, but also well-trained, well-founded in advance and retreat, and there are quite rules between attack and defense, and each soldier is also brave and extraordinary, by no means ordinary soldiers, it seems that they are all elite soldiers in the Jurchen army.

The Mongol warriors who rushed in first were five or six men left, most of whom had already been killed. The more than 20 people in the second group, although they were wearing cloth clothes, but from their fighting actions and the formations they ranked, they should also be Jurchen soldiers, but they were just standing in different camps. It's just that these soldiers are obviously not the opponent of the Jurchen elite soldiers who set up an ambush, although they came in late, the casualties were even greater, and now only five or six of the more than 20 people were left to resist stubbornly.

If you want to say that the most powerful are the third wave of green-robed people who rushed in, they are obviously all people who have cultivated martial arts, their bodies are fast, and their moves are wonderful, giving the Jurchen ambush soldiers great damage. Of the three warbands, they were the only ones who had the upper hand.

In the entire front yard, the sound of shouting and killing, screaming, and the sound of weapons colliding one after another, nearly 100 corpses on the ground, blood stained the bricks and stones, like hell on earth, full of bloody and violent atmosphere.

Luo Sigong and the elite of the Jinyi Guards brought by him were all characters who were accustomed to life-and-death fighting, so they did not hesitate to kill the Jurchen soldiers at the moment. Wang Rui followed Xiong Tingbi to guard the border for several years, he was a person who had seen a big battle, but when he encountered a dramatic fight, he was even more excited, his tiger eyes were wide, and after he slashed down two enemies with a knife, his face was already splashed with blood, looking like a fierce god, shouting and continuing to rush towards the center of the battle group. Wang Xi had assassinated Nurhachi several times, and the Jin people died under his hands, but he had always forbeared, but he did not kill all sides like his brother Wang Rui, but wandered around the periphery of the war group, looking for gaps and attacking, hitting with one blow, and quietly collecting the enemy's life.

And Luo Yangxing, Ji Longfeng and Xiong Zhaoqi almost never really killed anyone, and they suddenly saw such a bloody scene, and they all reacted differently. Luo Yangxing is calm by nature and strong in martial arts, although he is a little uncomfortable, he quickly adjusts his emotions, and after killing the first person, he completely blends into the atmosphere of killing.

Although Ji Longfeng likes to look for people to challenge, but after all, it is just a competition, and it is rare to really fight with his life, the scene of flesh and blood flying in front of him makes his heart beat faster, and his spirit is nervous.

And Xiong Zhaoqi is even more unbearable, he has been timid and cowardly since he was a child, although after Gao Jie's special training, he has made great progress, and his confidence has increased greatly, which is impressive. But such a life-and-death, bloody and crazy battle, which he can withstand at once. Like a recruit's first time on the battlefield, before he could cut his knife, he felt stomach cramps when he saw a skull spurting blood flying up, and he couldn't help but vomit. Fortunately, Luo Sigong had expected it and was by his side, otherwise he would have been chopped into meat sauce by the enemy soldiers. After vomiting a few more times, I don't know if the contents of the stomach were completely emptied, or if he had begun to get used to it, he finally stopped feeling nauseous, and for the first time in his life, he looked directly into the hideous eyes and distorted face of a Jurchen soldier, stabbed the steel knife in his hand into his body, and watched him go soft and twitch until he stiffened and died. At this moment, Xiong Zhaoqi seemed to sense his father's pride, and truly inherited the heroic blood of the Xiong family, and roared heartbreakingly, the sword flashed, and there was no fetters and fear in his heart, and he became a qualified warrior.

When Xiong Zhaoqi killed the first enemy, Ji Longfeng was injured. He stabbed a Jurchen soldier in the thigh, and after seeing him fall to the ground, he turned around and went to the next enemy, who knew that the Jurchens were rebellious and fearless of death, and the wounded soldier endured the severe pain of the thigh being pierced by the silver spear, dragged the injured leg, climbed behind Ji Longfeng, and stabbed out the spear with jujube wood as a rod in his hand, hitting Ji Longfeng's back. Fortunately, Ji Longfeng's internal strength is deep, and he has true qi to protect his body, and under the pain of that soldier's injury, the stabbing power of this spear is less than half of that of usual, so it only pierces into a small half of the spear head. The tip of the spear entered the flesh, the stinging pain came, Ji Longfeng screamed in pain, almost jumped up, looked back and saw the wounded soldier's eyes as deep as the sea and the spear tightly held in his hand, hated and regretted, turned the silver spear, and pierced more than ten deep gun holes on him with red eyes, until his blood splattered, staining his entire body red, and his fierce eyes turned dead to ashes, before he stopped.

Luo Sigong did not rush to the forefront, just to ensure the safety of Luo Yangxing, Ji Longfeng and Xiong Zhaoqi who had just entered the battlefield, so that they had time to adapt to the real killing, blood and life and death. To his gratification, his son Luo Yang adjusted himself and quickly melted into the battle, and what made him depressed was that as soon as he saved Xiong Zhaoqi, Ji Longfeng was shot there.