Chapter 1302 Loyal Han Shishi, Boring Huang Chunhui
In the palace, the emperor had a quiet room for monasticism.
At this moment, the quiet room was filled with smoke, the emperor and Jian Yun were sitting opposite each other, and Jian Yun was speaking to him.
What is burned in the incense burner is the finest ambergris, which comes from tribute from overseas. But the return gift is even more generous.
Han Shitou was accompanying him. Listening to Jian Yun's words that everything is external, he couldn't help but laugh.
"...The sages have said that my biggest trouble lies in my body. The flesh body will give rise to many desires and many pains. Eat, drink, have fun, and fight for power. But the flesh body is a mortal body after all, and birth, old age, illness and death are inevitable. If there is no flesh body, the soul can wander freely.
No worries, this is where the great road lies."
The emperor was entranced when he heard this, "Is there anyone who can attain Taoism by relying on the physical body?"
"Of course there is." Jian Yun took a sip of tea and said: "The third generation founder of Jianyun Temple was soaring in the sky during the day. At that time, the founder had breakfast, summoned his disciples, and asked them to practice diligently.
Don’t slack off and soar immediately.”
"Ahem!"
The emperor coughed twice, and Han Shitou asked on his behalf: "Is there anyone who has achieved enlightenment and still stayed in the world?"
Jian Yun was startled, "Does that mean living forever?"
The emperor had never thought about ascension. He probably thought that heaven was not as good as his earthly world. He just came here to live forever.
The profession that desires the most longevity in the world is the emperor.
It can be seen that power is the most addictive toy.
Jian Yun saw the look of hope in the emperor's eyes. He thought that he had asked Chang Sheng this question many times, but he was denied every time, but he was reluctant to give up, which showed his greed.
"Disaster."
Disaster?
It’s not that you can’t!
The emperor keenly heard the implication.
Chang Sheng, this old guy, keeps his secrets for me!
As soon as anger surged in my heart, I heard the alarm bell.
Clang clang clang!
The emperor was furious, "Look who it is, take it down!"
Even if the rebels break through Jiagu Pass, it will still take several days to reach Chang'an, right? Who the hell is doing this?
Han Shitou was just about to go out when he caught a glimpse of Jian Yun's mouth with a smile hanging from the corner of his eye.
Weird smile.
This is……
puff!
Jian Yun suddenly stood up from the ground and threw himself at the emperor.
He raised his right hand into a palm and slapped the emperor on the forehead.
With his cultivation level, if this palm strike is successful, the ministers will be ready to eat, and the King of Yue will be ready to succeed to the throne.
The emperor was stunned.
No reaction at all.
His eyes narrowed, and he was so frightened that he forgot to call for help.
There are only three people in the quiet room.
The emperor, Jian Yun, and Han Shitou were preparing to go out.
Jian Yun was a well-connected person for many years, so no one doubted that he would assassinate the emperor.
Therefore, the guards at the door were also talking in low voices with some boredom.
I'm done!
The emperor was despairing.
Something flew over and hit Jian Yun.
Jian Yun slapped it away with his palm, but it turned out to be a jade pendant.
A jade pendant given by Liang Jing.
Then, with a flash of his body, Han Shitou rolled out with the emperor in his arms.
At the same time shouting: "Assassin!"
The guards were startled, and looked into the quiet room, and saw Jian Yun leaping high, leaping towards him with a ferocious smile... What was that?
Han Shitou hugged the emperor and rolled crazily on the ground. Behind him, Jian Yun slapped him.
puff!
A small hole appeared in the ground.
puff!
A small hole appeared again.
"Protect Your Majesty!"
The guards swarmed in.
Jian Yun rushed towards the emperor regardless.
Han Shitou rolled as fast as he could, but still couldn't get rid of Jian Yun who was following him everywhere.
Jian Yun flew over him and kicked down with a grin.
call out!
A strong wind blew behind him, and Jian Yun concentrated on it.
puff!
The long sword penetrated through the chest, and Jian Yun was still looking at the emperor who was about to be stepped on. There was no dignity on his face, only despair.
Senior brother, I’m going!
Jian Yun felt happy, and at this moment, the emperor suddenly turned over.
It turned out that Han Shitou took action.
He hurriedly raised his hand and met Jian Yun's kick.
This kick lost most of its power after the sword penetrated his heart, but the monk's strength was extraordinary, and it still made Han Shitou spit out a mouthful of blood.
Jian Yun landed and was immediately hacked to death with knives.
The emperor lay there, trembling all over, "Someone is coming! Someone is coming!"
The maids and chamberlains rushed in and lifted the emperor up.
"Your Majesty, everything is fine. Nothing happened." Several chamberlains carefully examined the emperor's body and found that apart from the dust caused by the rolling, his right hand was bruised.
The emperor suddenly asked: "Where is the stone? Where is the stone?"
Han Shitou was lying on the ground, his face pale.
"Call the medical officer! Go quickly!"
The emperor personally went over to help Han Shitou, "Stone, stone..."
Han Shitou opened his eyes and saw that the emperor was fine. He said happily: "My slave, everything is fine."
"Stone!"
At this moment, the emperor was deeply moved.
"His Majesty!"
Zhao Sanfu rushed in, "Your Majesty."
"I am here." The emperor gradually regained his majesty.
Zhao Sanfu looked ugly and said, "Jianyunguan has conspired to rebel, and the army has arrived outside the city."
"Dog thief!"
Only then did the emperor realize that the alarm bells were ringing for rebellion outside the city.
"Has it ever been breached?"
"Still holding on."
"Who's directing?"
"Huang Chunhui."
…
Outside the city gate, the rebels were charging furiously.
Inside the city, the defenders were forming formations and moving forward one by one.
"retreat!"
Huang Chunhui shouted.
The defenders in the front began to retreat.
"Archer."
The rebels rushed in and were greeted by waves of arrows.
"Fight back!"
The infantry lined up and strangled the remaining rebels one by one, then rushed into the city gate and once again formed a defensive position.
"Blow the trumpet and order the cavalry in the city to come quickly!"
Huang Chunhui coughed dryly.
Next to him, the guard asked with concern: "Is Huang Xiang tired?"
Huang Chunhui shook his head, "In Northern Xinjiang, a captain could lead the army to eliminate such rebellion, but now in Chang'an, I have to take action, which is embarrassing!"
Well!
The generals' faces turned red.
…
This battle at Jianyun Temple can be said to be an all-out effort, with all the disciples starting from Chang Sheng and below dispatching.
The person in charge of the attack was Dehong, Chang Sheng's junior brother.
There are only three people left in Chang Sheng's generation, Chang Sheng, Jian Yun, and Dehong.
These are also the two people Chang Sheng trusts the most.
Jian Yun traveled in all directions, and Dehong led the army.
Chang Sheng is in charge of the game.
The three have worked together flawlessly for many years.
The leader naturally has a chilling air.
Seeing that his men stormed the city gate but failed, Dehong said with a cold face, "Be brave and not afraid of death."
The disciple next to him, who was also a general, smiled bitterly and said: "Uncle Master, you are already so brave that you are not afraid of death."
"Tell them that whoever dies in battle will have his or her soul taken over by an immortal master and placed in the immortal class."
Isn't this deception?
Moreover, what Dehong resented most in the past was this kind of deception. He believed that an army is an army, and the best way is to make rewards and punishments clear.
He even used deception, which shows that he is a little nervous!
"Be brave. After death, you will naturally fly to the sky and be listed among the immortals."
After some confusion, the tenant farmers really went crazy. They no longer cared about life and death and tried their best to attack inside.
“Jianyun Temple!”
“Jianyun Temple!”
The rebels cheered and rushed inside.
The Jinwu Guards, who had been out of battle for a long time, couldn't bear it anymore and retreated steadily.
"Huang Xiang!"
Several generals turned pale and looked at Huang Chunhui.
This shit is all useless!
Huang Chunhui felt that if he were in Northern Xinjiang, he could kill all these people.
"Prepare both sides."
Troops lay down on both sides, then Huang Chunhui waved his hand, and the defenders in the city gate retreated like a tide.
"Kill!"
The rebels rushed in.
"Kill him!"
Huang Chunhui said.
The ambush troops on both sides were all out, and the defenders at the top of the city turned around and fired arrows downwards. For a moment, the rebels who rushed into the city were in a panic.
Ta-ta-ta!
The sound of horse hooves came from behind, and the generals were overjoyed, but Huang Chunhui sighed: "Trash!"
Everyone turned around and saw dozens of riders approaching, and they looked particularly scattered.
Are these guys here for reinforcements?
No matter how you look at it, it looks like you are here to watch the fun.
Several generals were furious, but Huang Chunhui couldn't care less and ordered: "Can the crossbow be brought in?"
"Moved down."
Chang'an had a lot of bed crossbows, but because there were so many noble people coming and going, a few broken bed crossbows were kept at the top of the city as a demonstration, and the rest were sealed in the warehouse.
A general who went to get a bed crossbow reported in embarrassment: "There are only more than ten."
There are only more than ten bed crossbows in Chang'an, which is naturally impossible.
There is only one possibility: most of those bed crossbows are broken.
Talent!
Huang Chunhui said: "Set up, facing the city head, by the way, prepare the crossbow array."
Zhuque Street is very wide and long, and the crossbow array is displayed casually on the street, which is quite shocking.
Outside the city, Chang Sheng arrived.
"It hasn't been defeated yet?"
Chang Sheng, who had been in and out of Chang'an City many times, knew the strength of the defenders clearly. He did not think that the defenders could stop the elite soldiers he had trained for many years.
"Senior brother."
Dehong was ashamed.
"Use monks!" Chang Sheng said: "The nights are long and there are many dreams. Once the army arrives, all this will be in vain."
"That's fine."
Dehong ordered: "Let our people form an array and prepare to rush in from the top of the city."
Chang Sheng said: "The defenders are weak and are only relying on their strength to support them. Once defeated, remember to sweep them away and rush all the way to the city to disperse the reinforcements."
"There are quite a few." Dehong felt that his senior brother was very verbose today.
More than a hundred elite disciples gathered.
Everyone held a long sword, gathered their robes around their waists, and tied their trouser legs tightly.
Dehong waved his hand, "Assault."
More than a hundred monks flew up.
"The monk is here."
The defenders at the top of the city kept shooting at the people below, creating a sense of rhythm. You came and went, but not many people died, which was quite interesting.
Seeing the monk coming at this moment, he ran away automatically without anyone's instructions.
Chang Sheng smiled, "The mob is vulnerable. I don't know what's going on with my junior brother..." He looked in the direction of the palace and thought, what's going on with Jian Yun.
Even if he succeeded, he would probably be hacked to death with a knife.
There is a Tianma camp in the palace. No matter how high the junior disciple's cultivation level is, he will not be able to escape death under the combined attack of the Tianma camp.
The monks rushed to the top of the city and then flew down.
In mid-air, someone shouted: "That's Huang Chunhui."
More people saw the huge crossbow array.
When monks attack a city, they must hide among the army, take them by surprise, and attack them unprepared. This is the principle of the Northern Xinjiang Army.
Whenever a monk is targeted by a bed crossbow, don't worry about anything else and retreat!
"Fire the arrow!"
More than a dozen crossbows were in full force. The crossbow spears were flying in the air, and the monks subconsciously slashed with their swords.
See where you can get it.
A monk was shot through the lower abdomen by a crossbow, and his inner breath felt like a punctured pig's urine bag, desperately leaking out.
"Fire the arrow!"
The huge crossbow array showed its power.
Locust-like crossbow arrows flew forward densely, covering this section of the city.
The monks swung their swords to block, but the crossbow arrows were smaller, faster, and airtight.
Amidst the miserable howls, each of the monks fell from the air like a big bird with an arrow.
"Damn it! If the Bei Liao monks were so stupid back then, I would kill as many as they came."
Huang Chunhui sighed, then looked back.
Thousands of cavalry came.
He raised his hand and said, "Get out of the way of the city gate."
The city gate defenders stayed away.
Huang Chunhui waved his hand, and the cavalry swarmed out.
Huang Chunhui waved to his son.
"Aye!"
Huang Lu came over to help him while Huang Chunhui walked towards the carriage.
The generals saw each other off, and someone asked: "Huang Xiang, what will happen next?"
"Follow up?" Huang Chunhui stopped in front of the car and turned around, "Of course it's a pursuit."
Does this mean that the enemy army will definitely be defeated? Everyone: "..."
Someone handed over his hand and said, "Thank you, Mr. Huang."
If it weren't for Huang Chunhui's presence, this battle would probably have been lost.
Huang Chunhui waved his hands, his interest waning.
Everyone was uneasy, thinking that he was thinking of the emperor's neglect.
Huang Chunhui got on the carriage, the curtain fell, and he heard him say in the carriage: