The power of the Liao State.

In fact, it was also extremely frightening for the ministers of the Han Dynasty, after all, the momentum of the march was too fast.

Moreover, in a period of time, the Yan State with more than 100,000 troops was pacified, which has to say that the strength of the Liao State is strong and cannot be underestimated.

"Your Majesty, although my Han is strong, but in the face of this Liao State, we should not underestimate it, and our Han army still needs to be mobilized to meet the Liao State with all our might. Zhuge Liang said solemnly.

"En," Liu Xie nodded.

Since taking charge of the country, Liu Xie has never underestimated anyone, whether he is weak or strong, he has gone all out.

As the first powerful country in this world, this Liao country must also have its uniqueness, which must not be underestimated.

"Where has our army gone now?How many days will the Liao Kingdom be able to border our army?" Liu Xie asked as he looked at Zhuge Liang.

"Back to the emperor, our army has marched to Songshan County, has reached the northern frontier of the original Song State, if nothing happens, the Liao army can border our army within ten days at most. Zhuge Liang replied respectfully.

"What is the topography of this county?" asked Liu Xie again.

"Back to the emperor, the land is vast and sparsely populated, it is where the plain is, and there is still the first major faction of the original Song State in this county, and the martial arts sects of the Song Kingdom are now gathered in Shaolin. Jia Xu said with a little coldness in his eyes.

"Central Plains Martial Arts Sect?" Liu Xie's mouth curled, and he thought deeply: "The war in the Central Plains will come to an end, and the last remaining remnants of the Song Kingdom should also be resolved." ”

"The ministers ask for their lives, surround Shaolin, don't minister, kill. ”

Zhao Yun, Lu Bu, Huang Zhong and other generals pleaded in unison.

"Exactly. Liu Xie nodded in agreement.

Following.

Shaolin.

Inside the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

After the destruction of the Song Kingdom, the original Jianghu sects fled to this point except for those who originally stayed in Shaolin, as if this was a safe place.

"Abbot, the imperial court has been destroyed by the Han State, the Son of Heaven has cut himself, and all the armies of my Great Song Dynasty have surrendered to the Han State. ”

"Now the army of the Han Kingdom is heading north, and it should have reached the boundary of my Shaolin land. ”

"How should I deal with Shaolin, and how should I deal with Wulin?"

An old monk looked at the abbot helplessly.

Don't wait for the latter to answer.

"Master Abbot, you have to think of a way, the Han State is extremely brutal, and the sects that are not subordinate are eradicated and pacified, when the Han State sent people to solicit it, most of us refused, and now the Han army is coming, and it will definitely not let us go." ”

"Yes, please master must save my fellow Taoists. ”

"If it is destroyed by the Han Kingdom, my rivers and lakes will be cut off..."

One by one, the heads of the sects spoke up, and each of them looked frightened.

originally thought that with the Song Dynasty as a support, he did not accept the solicitation of the Han Dynasty in the past, but now everything is over.

At the beginning, the Han Dynasty made it clear that on the day the Song State was broken, those who did not submit would be killed.

These sects that have not yet surrendered are in fear.

Facing the gaze of many sect leaders, the abbot's old face was also wrinkled, helpless: "Hey, fellow Daoists, let's take one step at a time, if today, there is no place for it." ”

"If the Han Kingdom is still willing to give us a chance to surrender, then surrender, and the preservation of the sect is fundamental. ”

And as he said.

As big as it is today, there is simply no place for them to go.

Defection to Liao?

The Liao State looked down on them at all, and even after defecting, Rihui was a slave and was bullied by the Liao magnates.

And how many options were there ever?

Tubo, Dali, Western Xia?

Now that it's history, there's nothing they can do.

In the whole world, there is no place for them at all.

In addition to surrender, there is death.

Just when the expressions of all the martial arts sects in this Daxiong Treasure Hall were frozen.

Boom, boom, boom.

The roar of the Jin Ge Iron Horse made the entire earth tremble, even the Daxiong Treasure Hall they were in was trembling faintly at the moment, as if it was about to collapse.

"What's going on?"

The abbot's face changed.

"Could it be that the army of the Han Kingdom is coming?"

All the sect warriors in the main hall were shocked and terrified.

Then.

"Abbot. ”

"It's a big deal, the Han army is coming, I don't know how many soldiers and horses there are, and it has completely surrounded my sect. A Shaolin disciple ran into the hall in terror.

"Here they are. The abbot's expression was condensed, helpless.

And here.

In the depths of the temple, in the Scripture Pavilion.

A sweeping monk who was sweeping the floor frowned slightly, and his old face was full of irresistible helplessness: "After all, it's still here, I have been a young forest faction for so many years, is it inevitable after all?"

"In front of the Han Iron Cavalry, I, the great grandmaster, can't compete at all. ”

"Hey, I can only see if the Emperor of Han has the heart to destroy my Shaolin, if so, I will do my best to stop it. ”

Think about it.

The sweeping monk was also a little relieved, but he didn't leave immediately.

Instead, he looked towards another part of the Scripture Pavilion.

"Since the three of you are already here, why do you want to hide? The sweeping monk said softly.

But undoubtedly, no one responded to him.

"This is you forcing the poor monk to make a move. ”

The sweeping monk sighed, waved his hand, and slapped towards the two places in the window of the Scripture Pavilion.

Rumble.

The two palms exploded, and the walls were directly shattered.

"It's so strong. ”

"Not weaker than me in the slightest. ”

In those two places, two exclamations were heard.

Take a look.

One is Murong Bo's father and son, and the other is an old man who looks exactly like Qiao Feng.

"Qiao Feng?"

When Murong Fu saw this old man, he couldn't help but condense.

"The two donors have also practiced in my Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for more than ten years over the years, and they have also learned a lot of my Shaolin martial arts. The sweeping monk looked at the three of them and said with a look of warning.

"For more than ten years, you have always known about our existence?" the old man with a face like Qiao Feng exclaimed.

Murong Bo was the same, looking surprised.

It can be seen that over the years, they did not know about the existence of the sweeping monk, and it must have been deliberately done by the latter, it was easy for a great grandmaster to hide himself.

"This senior, today my father and son came to ask for nothing else, just to get the Yijin Sutra, as long as the master is willing to hand it over, we can help Shaolin avoid the disaster. Murong Bo's eyes rolled and said.

"Just because you want to help me Shaolin too?" The sweeping monk looked at Murong Bo with a confident face, but smiled.

"As long as I get the Yijin Sutra, I can break into the Great Grandmaster, and with the power of the country, it is easy to protect a small Shaolin. Murong Bo said confidently.

But.

As soon as his voice fell.

The sweeping monk shook his head, and suddenly, a violent momentum spread from his body, pressing directly towards Murong Bo.

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