retaliate

The emperor in the palace had a quiet room for practicing Taoism.

At this moment, the quiet room was filled with smoke, the emperor and Jian Yun were sitting opposite each other, and Jian Yun was talking to him.

Burning in the incense burner is the finest ambergris, a tribute from overseas.But the gift in return is richer.

Han Shitou was by his side, and he couldn't help laughing when he heard what Jian Yun said that everything was external to him.

"...The sages have said that my great trouble lies in my body. The flesh will give birth to many desires and pains. Eat, drink, play, and fight for power. But the flesh is a mortal body after all, and birth, old age, sickness and death are inevitable. If there is no flesh, the soul will wander freely. No worries, no worries, this is the way.”

The emperor was fascinated when he heard it, "Is there anyone who can attain the Tao by the flesh?"

"Of course there are." Jian Yun took a sip of tea and said, "The third generation Patriarch of Jianyun Temple used to be a rising sun in the daytime. At that time, the Patriarch had breakfast and summoned his disciples to make them practice diligently. Don’t slack off, just soar up.”

"Cough cough!"

The emperor coughed twice, and Han Shitou asked instead of him: "Is there anyone who still stays in the world after attaining enlightenment?"

Jian Yun was stunned, "So is living forever?"

"Dog thief!"

This kick lost most of its power after the long sword pierced through the heart, but the monk's strength was extraordinary, and it still made Han Shitou spit out a mouthful of blood.

Huang Chunhui shook his head, "In northern Xinjiang, a school lieutenant can lead the army to put an end to this kind of rebellion, but now in Chang'an, I need this old man to take action, shame on me!"

Talent!

"Huang Chunhui."

The guards swarmed in.

Beside him, the guard asked with concern: "Is Huang Xiang tired?"

This shit is useless!

puff!
A small hole appeared in the ground.

Dehong ordered: "Let our people line up and prepare to rush in from the top of the city."

Suzaku Avenue is very wide and long, and the array of crossbows casually placed on the street is quite shocking.

Zhao Sanfu looked ugly, "Jianyunguan rebelled, and the army has arrived outside the city."

"retreat!"

puff!
A small hole appeared again.

A jade pendant from Liang Jing.

Huang Chunhui sighed, and then looked back.

Huang Chunhui said.

Even if he succeeded, he would probably be hacked to death with knives.

He raised his right hand into a palm and patted the emperor's forehead.

What the hell is this for reinforcements?
No matter how you look at it, it looks like you are here to watch the fun.

"Moved down."

In midair, someone shouted, "That's Huang Chunhui."

"Here I am." The emperor gradually recovered his majesty.

When monks attack a city, they must hide in the army, and attack by surprise. This is the principle of the Northern Frontier Army.

"Brother."

These are also the two people Chang Sheng trusts the most.

The three have cooperated seamlessly for many years.

Huang Lu came over to support him, and Huang Chunhui walked towards the carriage.

It turned out that Han Shishi made the move.

There is only one possibility, most of those bed crossbows are broken.

The leader of the army naturally has a chilling air.

There are only a dozen bed crossbows in the majestic Chang'an, which is naturally impossible.

He used to flicker, which shows that he is a little nervous!
"Be brave. After death, you will naturally ascend to the sky and be listed among the immortals."

Huang Chunhui shouted.

"Blow the horn and order the cavalry in the city to come quickly!"

The disciples and generals beside him smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Shi, you are already brave enough to die."

Moreover, in the past, what Dehong disliked most was such foolishness. He believed that the army is the army, and the best way is to distinguish between rewards and punishments.

Commander in Changsheng Bureau.

"Yellow phase!"

puff!
Jian Yun suddenly rose from the ground and rushed towards the emperor.

The emperor didn't think about ascension, he guessed that he felt that the sky was not as good as his earth, and he just rushed to live forever.

Dangdang Dangdang!
The emperor was furious, "Look who it is, take it!"

"Building Cloud View!"

When everyone turned their heads, they saw dozens of riders coming, and they looked extremely scattered.

"Building Cloud View!"

"Who's in command?"

Then, with a flash of figure, Han Shitou rolled out with the emperor in his arms.

"His Majesty!"

"Disaster."

There is a Tianma battalion in the palace, no matter how high the junior brother's cultivation level is, under the combined attack of the Tianma battalion, he cannot escape death.

Amidst the miserable howls, the monks fell from mid-air like big birds hit by arrows.

"Tell them, whoever dies in battle, after death, the soul will be taken over by the immortal master and listed in the immortal class."

Jian Yun travels in all directions, and Dehong leads the army.

The defenders in front began to retreat.

More people saw the huge crossbow array.

The rebels rushed in, and they were greeted by waves of arrows.

"Follow-up?" Huang Chunhui stopped in front of the car and turned around, "Of course it's a chase."

Huang Chunhui waved at his son.

Even if the rebels break through Jiagu Pass, it will take several days to reach Chang'an, isn't it, who the hell is doing nothing to ring the bell?

The city gate guards avoided.

The emperor personally went to help Han Shitou up, "Stone, stone..."

The emperor was in despair.

"Use a monk!" Chang Sheng said: "The night is long and there are many dreams. Once the army arrives, all this will be in vain."

Only his eyes shrank, and he forgot to call for help under the fright.

Isn't this cheating?

Zhao Sanfu rushed in, "Your Majesty."

Chang Sheng, who has been in and out of Chang'an City many times, is well aware of the strength of the defenders. He doesn't think the defenders can stop the elite soldiers he has trained for many years.

call out!
A strong wind came from behind, and Jian Yun concentrated on it.

Does this mean that the enemy will be defeated?Everyone: "..."

The emperor suddenly asked: "Where is the stone? Where is the stone?"

The emperor, Jian Yun, and Han Shishi who are about to go out.

Chang Sheng smiled, "The mob is vulnerable. I don't know what's going on with the younger brother..." He looked in the direction of the palace and thought, what happened to Jian Yun.

……

This old bastard, Chang Sheng, keeps it private for me!

Based on his cultivation base, if this slap is true, the officials can prepare to have a feast, and the king of Yue can prepare to succeed to the throne.

Inside the city, the defenders were forming formations, moving forward in groups.

"Damn! If the Beiliao monks were so stupid back then, I would have killed as many as they came."

The ambushes on both sides were all out, and the defenders at the top of the city turned their backs and shot arrows down. For a while, the rebels who rushed into the city were devastated.

A monk was shot through the lower abdomen by a crossbow gun, and felt that his inner breath was like a punctured bag of pig urine, desperately leaking out.

The monks rushed to the top of the city, and then flew down.

Han Shitou opened his eyes, seeing that the emperor was fine, he said with relief, "Slave, it's fine."

Jian Yun slapped it away, but it turned out to be a jade pendant.

It was Chang Sheng's younger brother Dehong who presided over the attack.

There are only three people in the quiet room.

Outside the city gate, the rebels were attacking frantically.

He hastily raised his hand and met Jian Yun's kick.

The Jinwu Guard, who had been out of battle for a long time, couldn't bear it anymore, and retreated steadily.

Locust-like crossbow arrows flew forward densely, covering this section of the city.

It can be seen that power is the most inextricable toy.

"Alright."

"Kill!"

Huang Chunhui coughed dryly.

Just as Han Shitou was about to go out, he caught a glimpse of a smile on the corner of Jian Yun's mouth.

Something flew over and hit Jian Yun.

Seeing the monk coming at this moment, he ran away automatically without anyone's order.

Han Shitou rolled the fastest, but he still couldn't get rid of Jian Yun who followed him everywhere.

Da da da!
The sound of horseshoes came from behind, and the generals were overjoyed, but Huang Chunhui sighed: "Trash!"

At the same time shouted: "Assassin!"

Weird smile.

"Has it ever been breached?"

Therefore, the guards at the door were talking in low voices in a bored manner.

More than a hundred elite disciples gathered.

Jian Yun is a long-term relative, so naturally no one doubts that he will assassinate the emperor.

He raised his hand, "Get out of the city gate."

"Protect Your Majesty!"

Only then did the emperor know that the alarm bell was ringing for a conspiracy outside the city.

"Not yet?"

"Prepare on both sides."

Several generals were so angry that their seven orifices were filled with smoke, but Huang Chunhui didn't care about this, and ordered: "Has the bed crossbow been moved?"

There are quite a few bed crossbows in Chang'an, because there are many nobles, so a few broken bed crossbows were set up at the top of the city to show off, and the rest were sealed in the warehouse.

The defenders at the top of the city kept shooting at the bottom of the city just now, shooting rhythmically, you come and go, not many people were killed, which is interesting.

Seeing the hopeful look in the emperor's eyes, Jian Yun thought that he had asked Chang Sheng many times such a question, and was denied every time, but he was reluctant, showing his greed.

Jian Yun flew over him, grinning grinningly and kicking down.

The guards were stunned, and looked into the quiet room, and saw Jian Yun jumping high, grinning and rushing towards... What is that?
Han Shitou rolled wildly on the ground with the emperor in his arms, and Jian Yun slapped him behind him.

……

Seeing that his subordinates stormed the city gate but failed, Dehong said with a cold face, "Be brave and not afraid of death."

"Aye!"

Outside the city, Chang Sheng arrived.

As long as the monks are being targeted by the bed crossbow, don't worry about other things, withdraw!
"Fire arrows!"

Han Shitou was lying on the ground, his face pale.

The faces of several generals were pale, and they all looked at Huang Chunhui.

"Counterattack!"

The rebels cheered and rushed in.

"Fire arrows!"

The infantry lined up and strangled the remaining rebels one by one, and then rushed into the city gate, forming a defensive posture again.

Thousands of cavalry came.

puff!
The long sword pierced through his chest, and Jian Yun was still looking at the emperor who was about to be stepped on by him.There was no dignity on that face, only despair.

"Archer."

"There are a lot." Dehong felt that the senior brother was very long-winded today.

More than a hundred monks flew up.

The maids and servants rushed in and lifted the emperor up.

The huge crossbow array showed its power.

After some bewitching, those tenant farmers really went crazy, no longer caring about life and death, and desperately attacked inside.

"Stone!"

This is……

Brother, I am going!
Jian Yun was overjoyed, at this moment, the emperor suddenly turned over.

"The monk is here."

The rebels rushed in.

The generals saw them off, and someone asked, "President Huang, what will happen next?"

There was no reaction at all.

Dehong waved his hand, "Assault."

"Your Majesty is fine, nothing is wrong." Several servants carefully inspected the emperor's body, removing the dust brought by the rolling, and scratched his right hand.

Everyone held a long sword, gathered their robes around their waists, and tied their trouser legs tightly.

Disaster?
It's not impossible!
The emperor keenly heard the implication.

There are only three people left in Chang Sheng's generation, Chang Sheng, Jian Yun, and De Hong.

This battle of Jianyun Temple can be said to be the best of the best, from Changsheng down, all the disciples are dispatched.

"Call the medical officer! Go!"

Huang Chunhui said: "Set up, facing the head of the city, by the way, get ready for the crossbow array."

Just as anger welled up in my heart, I heard the alarm bell.

"Kill!"

Uh!
The generals blushed.

A general who was going to get the bed crossbow said embarrassingly: "Only a dozen or so."

Those monks swung their swords to block, but the crossbows were smaller, faster, and airtight.

The emperor lay there, trembling all over, "Come on! Come on!"

At this moment, the emperor was deeply moved.

Huang Chunhui waved his hand, and the cavalry rushed out.

I, stop!

See where you can.

The emperor was stunned.

More than a dozen beds of crossbows showed their power, crossbow guns were flying in the air, and those monks subconsciously swung their swords and slashed.

The troops lay down on both sides, and then Huang Chunhui waved his hands, and the defenders in the city gate retreated like a tide.

Huang Chunhui felt that if he was in northern Xinjiang, he could kill all these people.

Jian Yun threw himself at the emperor regardless.

Chang Sheng said: "The defenders are weak, that is, they are supported by a wave of energy. Once they are defeated, remember to sweep them and rush all the way to the city to disperse the reinforcements."

Dehong was ashamed.

"Still holding on."

The profession that most desires longevity in the world is the emperor.

Jian Yun fell to the ground and was immediately hacked to death.

Someone cupped their hands, "Thank you Huang Xiang."

If Huang Chunhui hadn't been present in this battle, he might have already lost.

Huang Chunhui waved his hand, his interest faded.

Everyone felt uneasy, thinking that he thought of the emperor's neglect.

Huang Chunhui got into the carriage, and when the curtains fell, he heard him say in the carriage:
"It's like playing with children, it's boring!"