Han’s Son is Not a Slave

"Quick, the front is faster, faster!"

"The hands and feet are more agile, and I'm about to climb up soon. I'm all working harder, don't you want credit for the dawdling!"

In the steep niter forest on the back of Yutai Temple, 200 Qing soldiers were struggling to climb up. The first were 150 Green Battalion soldiers with knives in their mouths, followed by 50 soldiers with guns on their backs. The Han army flag soldier. The steep rocks are really difficult to climb. Although there is such a faint path, it is still too dangerous to walk on it in the dark. Several times, Qing soldiers have stumbled and almost slipped down the mountain.

A flag soldier was even more unlucky to step on a black snake coiled there. If the companion on the side looked wrong and smashed it with a knife in time, most of his life would have been thrown here, Rao is In this way, the flag soldier was frightened enough, and his back was cold afterward.

The commander of these Qing soldiers was Su Xianting, the leader of the Lan Han army flag. Wu Jinzhong chose a general for a surprise attack, and Su Xianting asked himself to be a general. Wu Jinzhong knew that he wanted to fight for merit, but he wanted a monk to lead the way. It was a surprise attack in the middle of the night. Also allowed.

The trail behind Yutai Temple was built by monks in the temple at the end of the Yuan Dynasty to avoid military disasters. After more than two hundred years, there are not many monks who know this trail. Back then, I learned from the former host that there is such a trail going down the mountain behind the mountain. I never thought that this trail that I didn't care about at the time has come in handy now.

The little monk who delivered the letter for Qilin was named Yuji. He was brought into the temple by monks when he was a child. He didn't know where he came from or who his parents were. Because of his handsome looks and clever people, he was taken by the monk Qilin to teach him personally, and this time he played an important role in saving the master and his old man from suffering.

"General, cross the two big rocks in front of you to the top of the mountain!"

Yuji is young after all. He didn't realize what happened when he went down the mountain before, but this time he was so tired to lead the way, but after seeing the two boulders more than ten feet ahead, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Hearing the little monk said that he was about to reach the top of the mountain, Su Xianting was overjoyed. After climbing for more than an hour, he was also extremely exhausted, but thinking of the great achievements he was about to achieve, no matter how hard or tired it was, it was worth it. While I was ecstatic, I let Yuji stay here and don't have to go up, so as not to fight with the thieves when I get it. The knife and gun had no eyes and wounded this well-behaved little monk.

"I also asked the general to rescue my master, his old man, he must be rescued..." Yuji kept asking Su Xianting to rescue his master.

"Don't worry, little monk, this general will let you meet again."

Su Xianting was deeply moved by the little monk's mentoring and apprenticeship, he responded with a chuckle, and then ignored Yuji, but whispered to his subordinates, and then climbed up with the knife, and quickly disappeared in the sky. In front of the jade machine.

"Buddha bless, Buddha bless.... Namo Amitabha!..."

Yuji recited the Buddha's name lightly. Standing there looking expectantly at the top of the mountain.

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The back mountain is where the forest of steles of Yutai Temple is located. There are no other buildings here except a scripture building. Vegetables were grown in the original empty mining area. A bright. The Jinglou was also full of people sleeping, and there were also many tents in the Forest of Steles. At this time in the middle of the night, everyone was dreaming, and no one thought that the Qing army would come up from the back mountain where there was no way to go, because there were security team members who had been ordered to investigate the back of the mountain. As a result, people can't leave the mountain at all. Song Xianggong and Zhao Sihai also concentrated all their fighting forces on the front mountain, leaving only a few battalion veterans in charge of the back mountain.

The first few Green Battalion soldiers were lying there and looking around when they touched the mountain, so nervous that they didn't dare to make a sound. When they found out that the back mountain was really unguarded, the battalions were overjoyed, looked at each other, drew their swords and headed forward without saying a word.

"Brothers, kill the thief!"

"who?"

An old man in his 60s brought his grandson with him and was stabbed in the body before he could understand what happened. Before he could scream, the severed arm of the grandson fell in front of him.

"Kill!"

More and more battalions climbed up the mountain, and seeing that their companions in front had already started, they did not show weakness, and they followed each other and started to kill.

How the unarmed old and weak women and children were the fierce opponents of the green battalion soldiers, and how they could organize a resistance, and soon the screams and screams rang out. The shrill screams cut through the night sky, alarming everyone on the mountain.

"What's the matter? What happened, the Qing soldiers came up?"

Song Xianggong's first reaction after being awakened from his sleep was to rush out of the house to the square in front of the palace. Thousands of people were placed in the square. At this time, they were all awakened by the screams of the back mountain. The crowd was terrified.

The dozens of security guards and the Ku army who were not on duty tonight were equally frightened, but they did not forget to clench the weapons in their hands, and saw Song Xianggong coming over and hurriedly surrounding them.

"Master General Affairs, the voice came from the back mountain!"

Back Mountain?

not good!

Song Xianggong turned his head and looked towards the back of the mountain, and his expression changed immediately.

"Call all active men, come with this official!"

"Send someone to tell Zhao Baihu, let him not care about the back mountain, he must guard the front, and must not let the Qing army attack, otherwise, everyone will be finished!"

Song Xianggong gritted his teeth and led these security guards and Ku soldiers to the back mountain in a hurry~www.wuxiaspot.com~ On the way, there were hundreds of men with various weapons.

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The sleeping old and weak women and children in Daxiong Hall were also awakened by the movement of Houshan, because they didn't know what happened to Houshan, everyone was guessing randomly, but no one could say anything, but with The voice from the back mountain became clearer and clearer, everyone trembled, and they heard it, the voice was clearly the scream of death!

Just when the people in the hall were frightened, a middle-aged monk sneaked up to the old monk Qilin, looked around and said in a low voice: "Host, isn't the movement in the back mountain down the mountain?"

"Um?"

The old monk Qilin had a calm expression on his face, and his body radiated a calmness. He glanced at the middle-aged monk with deep meaning, and then said lightly: "No, no."

Can't say?

The middle-aged monk was stunned for a moment, and immediately thought of something, his face relaxed, and he silently moved to the previous place, and he closed his eyes there after learning to host. (To be continued..)