Before Luo Wenwen finished speaking, dense footsteps sounded around the main hall of Yaowang Temple, and hundreds of believers gathered around.
"Three of the Five Tigers of Kaiyuan are here. Just the three of you want to kill me? You are underestimating Luo Jiao!"
"Liu Zhaosun's crimes were monstrous, and the Tatars and Qi harmed all people in the world. Today, I will use the blood of the three of you to pay tribute to the innocent people who died."
Luo Wenwen's voice was far and near, like a dream demon, floating around the hall.
Lin Yu raised the firecracker.
boom!
The moment the gun spewed out tongues of flame, all the candles were extinguished at the same time, and the three of them were plunged into darkness.
The mountain gate was closed, and the three people quickly exited the hall.
"There is so much behind me that I forget to shrink my hands, but I have no way to turn back."
"Hahaha, you three are more sinful than Liu Zhaosun! If you want to survive today, kneel down and kowtow three times, put incense and join the Luo religion."
"I designate you as the third elder of the divine religion..."
Li Zicheng said angrily: "Grow your grandma! Two hammers, how many people have been slaughtered by you in Guazhou City, and you still have the nerve to talk about the world. I will see you to grandma later, get out..."
Through the bright moonlight shining from the patio, Jiang Liuer caught a glimpse of the cold light reflected from the weapons deep in the hall, and quickly shouted to Li Zicheng:
"Old Li, be careful."
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Several heavy arrows were fired at him. Li Zicheng turned over and dodged, but he was hit by an armor-piercing arrow. The arrow easily penetrated the fish scales and hit his calf.
"Who shot it? Who doesn't have eyes..."
Li Zicheng was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat and kept cursing in his mouth.
Jiang Liuer knocked him down violently, and a heavy arrow flew over their heads and disappeared into the endless darkness.
Lin Yu used his huge body to block the dense rain of arrows from around him.
Li Zicheng pulled out his lance. The leader of the Luo Sect had already disappeared. The lead bullet hit an archer and blew half of his head off.
There were cries of ghosts and howls all around, and the believers who were hit by short muskets were either dead or injured.
The three short muskets fired randomly, leaving a mess in the hall and a large pile of corpses of Luo Jiao believers.
Outside the Yaowang Temple, the sound of cannons resounded endlessly and became more intensive. It was estimated that new soldiers were coming to reinforce Yangzhou.
Li Zicheng bit the handle of the knife and asked Jiang Liu'er to remove the arrow feathers from his calf.
Jiang Liu'er held Fei Mao with one hand, cut off the arrow with a knife, took out the dagger, poured soju on it, and cut out the wound on his calf.
Li Zicheng bit the handle of the knife with his teeth, making an unsettling clicking sound, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
The pain was so heartbreaking that he almost fainted.
"ah!··"
"I didn't bring anesthetic. Please be patient. The arrow still has no barb. It just brought out a piece of meat. Lao Li, I hope you are lucky."
As Jiang Liuer spoke, he cut out an arrowhead with minced meat, poured some soju near the wound, used honey to stop the bleeding, and wrapped it hastily with gauze.
Li Zicheng bit the handle of the knife, big beads of sweat dripping down, and he just snorted.
At the moment when Jiang Liu'er was drawing the arrow from Li Zicheng, the voice of the leader of the Luo Sect sounded again.
"Tatar wants Luo Jiao to die, so he has to pay for it with blood."
"The night is no longer, and the eternal day is approaching. You are willing to be the minions of the Tatar Qi eagles, helping the tyrants to do evil, and have done so many bad things for Liu Zhaosun. You still don't regret it until you die! Today, I will send you to hell!"
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The Luo Jiao believers who were ambushing all around rushed out of the hall, with countless flying axes and iron bone knives roaring towards them, and the sound of banging bow strings was heard endlessly.
The three of them retreated behind a screen wall in the courtyard. The flying axes and arrows above their heads were like rain, hitting the screen wall with a clanging sound.
"It's a pity. I heard that the Guazhou Yaowang Temple was built by the Song Dynasty. Today it will be demolished by Luo Jiao."
Jiang Liuer said with regret.
Li Zicheng smiled and said: "It's not for Luo Jiao to dismantle it, but for us to dismantle it."
While the two were still chattering, Lin Yu jumped out of the screen wall, roared, and raised the incense cauldron that was as tall as half a person in the courtyard. Facing the powerful heavy arrows, he threw the cauldron towards the archer on the opposite side.
With a loud bang, the cauldron, which weighed more than 400 kilograms, was thrown a dozen steps away like a sandbag, and hit heavily among a group of archers.
There was a crackling sound of bones breaking in the darkness, followed by miserable cries.
Before anyone could react, Kacha made a crisp sound, the pillars of the hall were broken, and the beams began to collapse.
The surroundings were filled with smoke and dust, causing the three of them to cough violently.
The Yaowang Temple in Guazhou was in disrepair for a long time. Suddenly, it was hit hard by a steel giant. It could no longer hold up and half of it collapsed.
Bricks and stones fell down, hitting the bell on the main hall, and the bell rang loudly in the dark night.
clang! clang!
A group of bats roosting in Yaowang Temple were startled by the sound of the bell, and flew over the heads of the three people with flapping wings.
Then, silence fell all around.
The three of them looked at each other, and Li Zicheng said regretfully: "It's a pity that we can't capture that demon girl alive and smash her into a pulp."
The sound of intensive bowstring vibrations rang in the ears, and a group of surviving Luo Jiao believers stood up from the ruins and continued shooting arrows.
The three of them raised firecrackers to fight back. Li Zicheng took out two wooden-handled grenades from nowhere and threw them randomly into the hall. There were two violent explosions. This time, no one got up to shoot arrows again.
Lin Yu asked Li Zicheng to be on guard in the courtyard, and he took Jiang Liu'er to the ruins. Luo Wenwen wanted to see people alive and his body after death, so he had to take it back to the Emperor.
"She suddenly disappeared just now. I think there must be a secret passage in the main hall, so look for it carefully."
Jiang Liu'er was also hit by an arrow in his ribs. Fortunately, it didn't go deep into his flesh. He only felt the coldness of his armor, so it was no big deal.
He held a torch in one hand and a long knife in the other, rummaging around in the ruins.
Lin Yu pushed aside the collapsed beams.
The battle outside Yaowang Temple had long ended, and the two surviving guards also came in to search. As soon as the guards saw Lin Yu, they reported to him:
"The new regiment is coming ashore soon. I saw a lot of bright lights on the river just now. This is our code word."
Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the Corps landed and attacked together with the Fifth Corps, all the Luo Jiao Cao Army would be wiped out.
The four people quickly cleaned up the collapsed masonry and wooden pillars, and the statue of Yaowang was reappeared in the ruins.
"Blessed by the gods, come back another day to burn paper money and help us get home safely."
Jiang Liu'er bowed to the dusty statue, and when he was about to go forward to offer incense to the King of Medicine, his butt was kicked by Lin Yu.
Big man Lin pointed at the crumbling statue and said loudly to Jiang Liu'er:
"It can't even protect itself now. If it weren't for us, it would be crushed by bricks and rubble and never see the light of day. You'd better worship yourself."
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Jiang Liu'er thought this was reasonable and stood up quickly.
Everyone searched for a long time, only to find a large group of Luo Jiao believers who had been beaten to death, but they never found the body of Luo Wenwen.
"That's weird. Could it be that this witch can really fly up in the daytime and escape to the sky?"
Jiang Liuer murmured to himself.
Lin Yu ignored the dense arrow feathers stuck in his body, glanced around the hall, and finally set his sights on the statue of Medicine King.
He coughed lightly, covered the arrow wound, and said to the two guards: "Move the statue."
Jiang Liu'er was worried, looking at the arrow feathers that had penetrated Lin Yu's armor, his face was livid.
"Old Lin, how many arrows have you been hit by?"
Lin Yu raised his head and his face began to turn pale.
"It was blown by the wind, it's okay."
Jiang Liuer hurriedly swung his knife, preparing to cut off half of the exposed arrow feathers.
"It's too deep, don't cut."
Lin Yu waved his hand, and his huge body sat down. Under the torch, his figure seemed to become much smaller.
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"You go find Luo Wenwen, I'll take a rest."
"Is everything okay?"
"It's okay, I'm a deputy general and I can't die."
At this time, there was a new discovery at the statue. Jiang Liuer nodded and said:
"Just hold on, the new recruits will be here soon, and they have ambulances."
As he said this, he helped Lin Yu sit down in the main hall to rest.
He hurriedly came to the statue.
The guards were still beating the idol with their hands.
"The middle is empty. There must be something wrong inside."
The three of them hugged the stone statue together, and when they were about to exert force, they heard a crashing sound. The bottom of the statue made a sound similar to the impact of a flintlock hammer, and then the stone statue moved away on its own.
An entrance as tall as half a person appeared in front of Jiang Liuer.
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