Without making much noise, Wu Song and Liu Renzhong had already killed the five soldiers at the door three times, five times five times two times. This result was what Ximen Qing expected, and Liu Renzhong was very considerate and helped each of them.
The soldiers took a few more blows, especially the soldier who had just been knocked over by Wu Song's punch. This time he was considered dead and could not die again.
Liu Renzhong blew a whistle, and the remaining sixty or seventy people, some of whom came out of the bushes and some climbed up from the grass, were quickly divided into two groups under the leadership of the team leader, one on each side of the gate of Fahua Temple.
Shi Qian, a flea on the drum, also ran over, waiting for Ximen Qing to assign tasks.
"Third brother, I have to go through the trouble of you and sneak back to another courtyard. One is to investigate the situation, and the other is to tell the situation here so that they can wait with peace of mind." Ximen Qing took the hand and gestured and ordered: "
Liu Tuozi, go to the left to go to the other courtyard, let’s take half of the people there; go straight in and you’ll find the Main Hall, take the other half of the people there, don’t show mercy!”
Shi Qian didn't say anything nonsense when he was on the drum, and he already ducked into the gate of the other courtyard with a tilt of his body.
"Looking at the situation at the door and at Taolin, it is estimated that the monks and guests inside are almost dead. Anyone who is not one of ours and has someone in his hands will be killed! There is no need to leave anyone alive!" As soon as Shi Qian left, Ximen Qing
His face suddenly changed and became murderous. Anyone who dared to touch me would not be able to survive even with a few lives!
"We have a small number of people, so we must be careful to advance step by step! Don't advance rashly!" Wu Song also reminded: "If you encounter difficult things or military generals in Zengtou City, you can stop and send someone to send us a message!
Be careful to collect sharp weapons while killing and use them for me!"
"Understood!" Liu Renzhong responded in a low voice: "We only have seven or eight knives now, and we have to snatch them from the enemy's hands!"
Somehow Ximen Qing suddenly thought of the famous song: "No guns or cannons, the enemy made them for me!"
Although there are four to five hundred people in Zengtou City, which is much more than here, as long as they are defeated one by one and gradually advance, the victory is still very sure. But the most important thing is that for Ximen Qing, these one hundred people now, everyone
They are all precious seeds, but we don’t want to waste too much in this battle.
So Ximen Qing gave the final instruction: "Don't force yourself! If a brother is injured, rescue him for me! Don't leave any brother behind! Don't think that if someone dies, the others can get more points! If one of you dies, I will deduct a share of your money!"
When he said this, even Wu Song was quite surprised. Liu Renzhong felt his chest warm. He straightened up and patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, leader! In our opinion, those soldiers in Zengtou City are just like dancing with guns and dancing with sticks."
Like a baby, I promise not to leave a brother behind!"
"Okay!" Ximen Qing also picked up a steel knife and held it in his hand. He took one last look at the team preparing on the right and took a deep breath: "Then let us kill him!"
The two teams were like two dragons emerging from the water, decisively rushing towards the other courtyard and the main hall respectively!
"We must all come out alive!" Ximen Qing felt the steel knife in his hand. Although Wu Song was closely guarding him, he was still in danger this time. After all, the situation inside was unknown. Once he was surrounded by soldiers from Zengtou City,
, is still very tricky.
But Ximen Qing did not regret his decision, nor did he have the slightest intention to look back, because in the other courtyard, there were Xue'er, Pan Jinlian, Juzi, Xiao Tianqing, Shu Tong'er and Hua Tong'er, and the young servant and maidservant, who were playing with the prodigal son Yan.
Under the protection of Qing and the golden leopard Tang Long, they hid in fear and waited eagerly for their arrival!
When Ximen Qing and others rushed into the other courtyard, they realized that the situation was even more tragic than they imagined!
The ground in the courtyard was soaked with blood. Broken limbs and disemboweled corpses could be seen everywhere. Ximen Qing was very lucky that he had a medical background, so he did not vomit.
Here, it is not considered a war, but a small-scale unilateral massacre, because Ximen Qing saw that the dead were all guests who came to enjoy the peach blossoms, and there were no people dressed as soldiers. Even so, this scene made people feel like they were there
It’s like a Shura field in hell!
Women! There are women who have been stripped of their clothes everywhere. It is no longer clear whether they are ladies or little maids. Each woman is surrounded by four or five soldiers and takes turns to be raped. Ever since Zeng Sheng rushed into this courtyard, he has not treated his subordinates.
No restraint! Women’s wails abound!
Therefore, the conflict that Ximen Qing imagined did not appear at all. Everyone was concerned about the woman beneath him, or when they would be able to take the wheel. No one raised their head, and no one noticed the more than thirty people who rushed in.
"These beasts! Kill them! Don't let any of them go!" Ximen Qing ordered through gritted teeth.
Seeing Zeng Sheng's beastly behavior, the prodigal Yan Qing gritted his steel teeth and hesitated for a long time before finally pulling the trigger. But the next moment, Yan Qing was pleasantly surprised to see a gray figure on the roof in the distance.
Shuttle quickly, only the fleas on the drum can achieve such a fast speed!
Shi Qian stopped on the nearest roof, and Yan Qing, the surfer, made two gestures to indicate that reinforcements had arrived and told Yan Qing not to worry.
The prodigal son Yan Qing was overjoyed and stared at Zeng Sheng with all his attention. The moment Zeng Sheng stood up was the moment when his vigilance was at its most relaxed!
Yan Qing, the prodigal son, did not wait long for this moment. Soon Zeng Sheng stood up with a strange cry and started to lift his pants.
This was the opportunity that Yan Qing had been waiting for. Without any hesitation, Yan Qing changed from a prone position to a half-kneeling posture, picked up the crossbow in his hand, and pressed the trigger!
The little arrow broke through the wind and went straight to Zeng Sheng's temple!
"Happy! So happy!" Zeng Sheng tied his pants and felt that the fire in his heart had been vented to the best. He ignored the soldiers who took over and launched an offensive against the dying woman. Zeng Sheng proudly took a long breath of the blood-smelling air and twisted.
He turned his head and subconsciously glanced deeper into the courtyard!
At this glance, Zeng Sheng saw Yan Qing on the roof, and also saw the arrow close at hand!
With a sound of "Ah", the arrow that was supposed to shoot into Zeng Sheng's temple pierced deeply into his right eye!
The rapid arrows and sudden pain made Zeng Sheng roar, and his body took half a step back. Blood flowed from his right eye into his mouth, making Zeng Sheng taste blood again, but this time, it was his own blood!
The prodigal son Yan Qing was about to shoot the second arrow, but Zeng Sheng was already lying on the ground, making it impossible for him to aim. Yan Qing secretly said "Oops", and then heard Zeng Sheng shouting wildly: "There is someone in the yard behind! Kill him!"
The soldiers in the nearby Zengtou City were stunned: "There is a yard behind? That means there is money and women!"
Immediately, those who were lifting their pants were lifting their pants, and those who were copying were copying. Zeng Sheng lay on the ground and pointed: "It's over there!"
"Fifth Young Master, what's wrong with you?" This time the soldier saw that his Fifth Young Master was covering his right eye, with an arrow tail protruding from the seam of his hand.
"Leave me alone!" Zeng Sheng quickly got up and hid behind the soldiers. He looked up and saw that the man shooting arrows on the roof had disappeared, but what was certain was that there was someone in the yard behind!
"Oops!" Shi Qian could see clearly on the drum, but if he stepped down from the roof, passed through the Zengtou City soldiers, and climbed over the wall carelessly, people would definitely find him.
Shi Qian had no choice but to return to the yard in front to report the news to Ximen Qing and others!
"Bump the door!" Zeng Sheng, under the cover of soldiers, arrived at the courtyard door, covering his eyes and commanding: "There must be someone inside!"
The soldiers took the order, found a thick piece of wood from nowhere, and started banging on the door!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound of wood hitting the door came through, and seemed to hit the hearts of Tang Long and Xiao Tianqing.
"Have you finally been discovered?" Tang Long and Xiao Tianqing looked at each other, with the same thought flashing through their minds.
Yan Qing, the prodigal son, regretfully slid off the roof, pulled out a sharp knife and pressed his body against the courtyard wall, vigilantly.
The mound shook slightly with the impact, and some small pieces of soil slid down, but generally speaking, it was impossible to break through the thousand-kilogram mound of soil behind it with a piece of wood.
Yan Qing's only hope now is that Ximen Qing and the others can arrive in time, because the door can't be opened, and people outside will definitely think of other ways. If they climb over the wall, Yan Qing and the other three people don't know how long they can hold on.
!
Sure enough, after banging for a while, Zeng Sheng found that the courtyard door was not shaking at all. Enduring the severe pain in his eyes, Zeng Sheng shouted back the soldiers who hit the door, raised his leg and kicked the courtyard door.
"What's pressing on the back of his nainai? It's so strong!" Zeng Sheng's leg was completely bounced back by the courtyard gate and the mound of dirt behind it, and he immediately realized that something was wrong.
"Damn it, find me a ladder and climb over and take a look!" Zeng Sheng said angrily: "I have to catch the thief who shot the arrow, cut him into pieces with a thousand knives, crush his bones and spread ashes, in order to relieve the hatred in my heart!"
"Fifth Young Master, do you want to bandage it first?" The soldier next to him kindly reminded: "This is a mess, where can I find a ladder?"
"I don't care, give me a ladder!" Zeng Sheng gritted his teeth and asked the soldiers to bandage it briefly and fix the arrow slightly. Then he felt better: "Send two or three people to climb over and take a look first!"
"Okay!" Just do it. Within a few minutes, two sets of ladders were set up. Two brave soldiers climbed up with steel knives in their mouths. They looked at the wall for a while and saw nothing.
If there was any movement in the yard, he would jump down from the wall with confidence.
The soldier who jumped down on the left had a steel knife in his hand and looked around, but he didn't know that an iron melon hammer behind him had been raised high and hit him on the back of the head.
This iron melon hammer weighed more than thirty kilograms. Tang Long was a blacksmith and his hand was very heavy. When he swung it and hit it on the bluestone, it broke in two. The human skull is much more fragile than the bluestone. The soldier hummed
Without even making a sound, his head was hit squarely by the hammer, and he fell to the ground, his limbs twitching, and he saw that he could no longer live.