I, the son of Yang Guo, abducted Zhang Sanfeng across the heavens

Chapter 62 The Great Retreat of Wan'an Temple
The people who came here were the eldest sons of King Ruyang, Kukutmu'er and Wang Baobao.

Just now Zhao Min asked someone to report to him, and he brought the monks from his house and came to Wan'an Temple.These monks are called "Eighteen Vajras", which are divided into five swords, five swords, four sticks, and four cymbals.It was the four cymbals that blocked Fan Yao just now.

When Wang Baobao gave an order, there was a loud bang, and the eight big cymbals in the hands of the "Four Cymbals King Kong" struck in unison, and eighteen monks walked back and forth, surrounding Fan Yao and the four of them.

Fan Yao saw eighteen foreign monks circling and wandering around, with strange footwork. The 18 people formed a human wall. It seemed that there were still many changes in it, so he couldn't help but rushed.

But several times in a row, he was blocked back. Instead of rushing out, he was almost injured.Looking back, Wei Yixiao's footwork was also restricted, and Han Qianye and his wife tried their best to resist with a strange crutch.

Gradually with the footsteps and shots, the sound of cymbals, sometimes disappearing and sometimes appearing, sometimes big and sometimes small, makes the noisy people very upset.

The four of them trembled in their hearts, knowing that this is a martial art of attacking music, they quickly let go of their impetuosity, guarded the clear light of the Lingtai, and stood in place to slightly resist the attacks of the monks.

But they could only hold on for a while. Seeing that the surrounding circle was getting smaller and smaller, the four of them had nothing to do.

Suddenly there was a long howl, and it turned out that the battle situation in the temple had become clear. The monks and warriors were basically slaughtered by the six major sects and Mingjiao masters. Eight hundred soldiers were also surrounded and wiped out by the troops led by Zhu Yuanzhang.

Seeing a big man coming at the gate of the temple, Wei Yixiao and others were trapped, Zhang Wuji, Zhou Yunwu, Song Qingshu, three people with the highest martial arts, rushed over.

Wei Yixiao and Dai Qisi yelled together: "Master, be careful, the monks are amazing!"

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu, two young men whose minds had been led astray by Yang Gui, had strange expressions on their faces.

"No, one of you is the Dharma king of the West Kunlun sect, and the other is a Persian. These Tantric lamas in Qinghai are thousands of miles closer to the Central Plains than you. How can you have the nerve to call them monks?"

Ah this...

Wei Yi smiled and Dai Qisi was silent.

The corners of Fan Yao's eyes were twitching, "Is there anything wrong with our leader? No way, let me go back to be the leader?"

Dai Qisi sighed, "The leader is amazing, and he is also generous and merciful. That's no problem. It's just that I've been with Senior Yang for too long. This brain..."

Yang Gui, the main creator of mental hospital KPI!
Seeing these three people coming, Zhao Min's expression changed drastically.

Different from the original book, under Yang Gui's interference, Zhao Min's capture of the six major factions on the Gansu Road was not going well, and he suffered heavy losses.But she personally experienced Zhang Wuji's ability to catch Zhang Sanfeng's Taiji diagram, and she knew that this person was terrifying.

She quickly shouted: "No, brother, back away!

Wang Baobao was still playing the calm and general style: "Sister, don't panic, brother, the Eighteen Diamonds..."

boom!
A loud noise overwhelmed Wang Baobao's voice. Zhang Wuji, Zhou Yunwu, and Song Qingshu slammed their palms with all their strength. Their palm force instantly smashed the Eighteen Vajras' formation.

Wang Baobao's eyelids twitched, but he remained calm. He slapped his hands and praised: "Good, good work. You are so skilled, why don't you want to serve the court, and instead want to be this rebellious traitor who has been infamous for thousands of years?"

"Joke, I learned martial arts just to kill you Tartars." Song Qingshu sneered.

"Mongols and Han people belong to the same family. We are all yellow-skinned, black-haired and black-eyed. What's the difference? Do you know that when our ancestor Genghis Khan fought in the far west, the Semu people, Persians, Romans, Europas, some had red hair and golden hair, some had green eyes and white skin, and they were outsiders."

"Well said, is that the reason for you to carry out massacres?" Zhang Wuji couldn't help but sneer when he heard him despise the golden retriever, as if scolding his foster father.

"People are afraid of prestige but not morality. If they are let go, they will stab their backs. Wouldn't their ancestors die without a place to bury them? So it is natural to say that this is like a wolf hunting a hare and a tiger eating a sheep."

Wang Baobao was very knowledgeable and talked eloquently, "Our ancestors admired the culture of the Central Plains for a long time. The so-called virtuous people in the world lived there. The Emperor Shizu was abdicated by the Song Emperor, which is in line with the law and is naturally orthodox in the Central Plains. Now that the Holy Son of Heaven is in power, he is thirsty for talents. If he surrenders, he will not lose his title of Marquis!"

"I wait for my whole life to practice, not for glory and wealth. You are a high-ranking little prince. You have seen the hardships of the people at the bottom? You were born with rich clothes and fine food. Do you know that your clothes are enough for ordinary people to live for ten years? Have you ever tasted the taste of Guanyin's soil and Yizi?" Zhou Yunwu scolded angrily.

"There is indeed such a thing. This is a traitorous official in the court who has caused chaos and deceived the saints. Wang Baobao hereby apologizes to all my fellow clansmen."

Unexpectedly, Wang Baobao bowed and saluted immediately, and said sincerely: "But I have long intended to clean up the court and bring order out of chaos. You all have this ambition, and it is right for you to join hands with me to bring peace to the world! But you don't want to serve the emperor in the right way, but openly rebelled. Aren't you the chief culprit of the world's troubles?"

Zhang Wuji, Zhou Yunwu, and Song Qingshu looked at each other, and felt that although what he said was sound, there was always something wrong, but they couldn't refute it.These were the three who had been taught by Yang Gui for a long time. As for Fan Yao's four uneducated gangsters, they were even more confused and fell into self-doubt.

In the end, Zhang Wuji, who seemed to be soft-tempered but extremely hard-boned, said, "I don't know how to refute what you said, but it is impossible for me to join forces with you."

"Oh, what a pity, what a pity."

Wang Baobao shook his head, waved his hand and said: "Since you are all stubborn, I won't stay anymore, let the arrows go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of arrows were fired, and in an instant, the sky was covered with rain of arrows.

"No! He's stalling for time!" Zhang Wuji yelled, picked up the cymbal that was knocked down by the fan monk, and moved the Nine Layers of Universe with both hands to block the arrow.

The rest of the people also came back to their senses, each looking for weapons to block.

Zhou Yunwu's face was ugly. He found that in the rain of arrows, each arrow had the power of the Eight Arrows of God. Although the ability to find the right time was not as good as these eight people, but all the arrows fired together were enough to cover up this point. It was very difficult for the seven of them to resist.

"Good work."

Wang Baobao narrowed his eyes and watched the seven men fighting and retreating, and sighed: "I have 300 flying crossbow soldiers, all of them are excellent archers who can penetrate Yang with a hundred steps, and their crossbows are hard crossbows made by skilled craftsmen.

Fortunately, the three of Zhang Wuji stopped most of the crossbow arrows, and the remaining four were considered extremely skilled, and it was not too difficult to resist the remaining crossbow arrows. The seven of them slowly retreated into Wan'an Temple.

Everyone in the temple also realized something was wrong, so Zhu Yuanzhang joined Zhang Wuji and asked, "Master, who is outside?"

"The flying crossbow soldiers of Ruyang Prince's Mansion." Zhang Wuji's expression turned ugly, "There are quite a few of them, there must be two to three hundred people, all of them are hard crossbows, and their accuracy is also very high."

"There are only two to three hundred people, our two thousand army, plus all the masters, why can't we rush out?"

Chang Yuchun, the fierce man who always rushes to the front in every battle, shouted.

"Brother Chang, the enemy's crossbow arrows are very tough. Our brothers' armor is simple, and most of them are even civilians. They can't stop them." Zhang Wuji frowned and said, "Let's not talk about ordinary brothers, even the masters of the six major factions can't resist. For the current plan, let's break the back courtyard wall and retreat first."

"Yes!"

Zhang Wuji gave an order, and everyone broke down the back courtyard wall, but Wang Baobao had already taken precautions, and there were other archers in ambush here.Chang Yuchun led people to charge several times, but they were all shot back by the arrow rain, causing heavy casualties.

Yang Xiao said: "Master, the only plan for now is to let the brothers of Houtu Banner dig tunnels to escape, but we have too many people, it will take time to evacuate one by one, and we are afraid that the Tartars will set fire to the temple."

"I'll find a way to delay with him." Zhang Wuji nodded and walked out from the gate of the temple.

In an instant, there was another rain of arrows.

But Zhang Wuji still had a hard time protecting others. He held up a big cymbal by himself, and the universe moved nine layers to unfold.

"Okay, really good skill." Wang Baobao's pupils shrank when he saw Zhang Wuji rushing out of the arrow formation so easily, "But Master Zhang, you are very skilled in martial arts, you can escape from death, and the rest, can you protect them all?"

Zhang Wuji cupped his hands at Wang Baobao, "What the little prince said is true. Therefore, I want to make a deal with him. If I want to take the life of the young prince, it is not difficult, even if it is not possible today, unless you guard against it day and night, there is always a chance. I use the life of the young prince to exchange the lives of thousands of reckless people like me. It is fairer in thinking."

"Prince Ruyang, don't make deals with any rebels!" Wang Baobao stared at Zhang Wuji firmly, "Either you surrender, or the entire army is wiped out. There is no third way."

"That can only be offended!"

Zhang Wuji jumped up, Ah Da held the Yitian sword to slash, Zhang Wuji snatched the sword backhand, but his personal guards tried their best to save him, Zhang Wuji lacked battle experience after all, couldn't get close, so he could only return with the Yitian sword.

"Little prince, I advise you to think more about it." Zhang Wuji took a deep look at Wang Baobao and retreated to the temple.

An hour later, Zhang Wuji came out again, "Has the little prince made a decision?"

"This son is full of determination, but it is definitely impossible to let you go." Wang Baobao waved his hand: "Or as long as you, the leader Zhang, surrender, I can let the others go."

"Then I don't agree, why don't you change the terms." Zhang Wuji didn't relax, "Why don't you give us something to eat first, or we will kill your horses to satisfy our hunger."

"I'll give you food, do you dare to eat it?" Wang Baobao had a half-smile, "Master Zhang, let's come after he thinks it over!"

Zhang Wuji retreated to the temple again.

The case goes back and forth several times.

Zhao Min's face was ugly: "Brother, he is clearly delaying time."

"Of course I know he's stalling, but I'm stalling too."

As Wang Baobao said, he heard a lot of footsteps, and a smile appeared on his face: "I have invited the emperor to send [-] elite soldiers from the capital camp to surround Wan'an Temple. Even if the rebels have wings, they will not be able to fly out."

While speaking, soldiers and horses encircled Wan'an Temple, and the leading military officer came to Wang Baobao, and did not dismount, but saluted casually on the horse, "Kuku, fifty thousand soldiers have been mobilized."

Wang Baobao glanced around, his face was so ugly that he seemed to have eaten the head of a mouse.

He is a person who is skilled in battle. Looking at the number of people, he knows that there are 5 people here, and 2 people are considered too many. As for where the other people who should have but don't have have gone, it is natural to imagine that they were eaten up by moths in the court.

Wang Baobao yelled: "Waste! A bunch of waste! Dare to eat the empty salary of the Beijing camp? The thieves have already hit the door. What do you use to defend the capital and the emperor! Ah!? You all deserve to be damned, cut into pieces!"

The military officer ignored Wang Baobao's anger at all, his father was also an important minister in the court, he was more favored than King Ruyang, so even though his official position was not as good as Wang Baobao's, he didn't take him seriously at all.

"Kuku, don't talk nonsense, it was you who made a big deal out of molehills. Dayuan's heavenly soldiers are invincible in the world, a group of mud-legged rebels with no clothes, you want me to send [-] troops? [-] are all for the emperor's sake, and you, you will go to the emperor for the most trivial things. Are you full?"

The military officer and his father thought the same as most of the high officials in the DPRK, they were busy singing and dancing to make peace, what are rebels, what do mud legs like to do, don't bother our elders, just eat, drink and smoke.

There were even quite a few people in the DPRK who proposed to simply cut out two areas for the rebels to play with. Anyway, Dayuan is so big, wouldn't it be nice to watch the rebels fight and bet?Because King Ruyang and his son wrote several times to state their interests and resolutely opposed it, they were suppressed and excluded, and no one of the second generation took Wang Baobao seriously.

Wang Baobao tried his best to suppress his anger, and said: "Let's not talk about anything else, first set fire and then shoot arrows, a little oppression, they have high martial arts skills, don't let them run away."

"Okay, okay." The military officer looked impatient, "These mud legs are just shouting and cursing inside, why are they playing with weapons by themselves, don't they tremble with fright?"

"What did you say!?"

Wang Baobao's complexion became even uglier. He listened carefully to the sound that he hadn't noticed just now, and found that it was indeed the same as what the military officer said. There were swords and swords colliding non-stop, and men and women in different dialects kept yelling and cursing.

This seems normal at first glance, but they were trapped here for more than five hours, more than ten hours, lacking food and drink, and being besieged, they should recharge their energy, how could they take the initiative to fight with their own people, collide with weapons, and keep shouting and cursing?
"Quick! Rush in! Quick!"

"Chong Chong!" The military officer pointed casually, and Yuan soldiers rushed forward like a group of scattered ducks.

Sure enough, when Wang Baobao kicked the door, there was only one person left in Wan'an Temple, squatting in the corner, imitating various sounds in his mouth.The swords are strung together in a string, and as long as he pulls one end of the rope, they will keep colliding and making noises.

"Who are you! Tell me! Where are the others!" Wang Baobao yelled, grabbing the man by the collar.

"I teach Wu Wenhao!" Wu Wenhao yelled for several hours, his voice was hoarse, but he was not afraid at all, and glanced at Wang Baobao and Yuan Bing contemptuously, "Brother Zhu Yuanzhang asked me to tell you, wash your neck and wait, sooner or later he will kill all of you Tartars!"

"Zhu Yuanzhang, it's Zhu Yuanzhang again!" Wang Bao poured blood into his pupils, and chopped off Wu Wenhao's head with a single knife, "I won't kill you, Zhu Yuanzhang, I swear not to be human!"

(End of this chapter)