Tang's dining table

"Can you kill them all?"

"I'm not sure. Ye Fashan, Zhang Guo, and Li Chunfeng are all people with great supernatural powers. Furthermore, when firearms kill people, there will always be accidents, which are not as clear as swords. And we don't have much time to clean the battlefield, so there will always be things we miss. "

"Then we can only speed up the attack."

"Captain, this will increase our casualties."

"There is no way...Hwarangtu himself is the vanguard of the Silla people settling in the Tang Dynasty, and sacrifice is inevitable."

"After our raid this time, will we still be hunted down by the Baiqisi of the Tang Dynasty?"

"Yes...but it's all worth it."

Yin Erhu noticed something was wrong after listening for a moment. From the conversations of these people, he actually discovered that the man in black who made the surprise attack was actually a Silla Hwarang disciple.

Ever since Junhou showed his prowess in Luoyang East Palace and killed and captured many Hwarang disciples alive, this group of people has been hunted down by Baiqisi.

I thought that these people would not survive long under the pursuit of the powerful Baiqisi, but unexpectedly, they lived well.

Since it was Hwarang Tu, an old rival, Yin Erhu did not plan to retreat immediately. He felt that the last time the monarch used Hwarang Tu to interfere with Baiqisi's sight and put a layer of invisibility cloak on their group, now , is it possible to do the same?

Obviously, the reason why the Hwarang disciples can survive until now is because they took refuge in a big shot, and now, they are also being used by the big shot.

In Yin Erhu's opinion, this is not a big problem. People are always being used. There is nothing surprising about this. His only dissatisfaction is why there are firearms in the hands of these Hwarang disciples!

This is not possible. When the princes fought in the Western Regions, in order to reduce the exposure of firearms, they would rather fight head-on with the enemy than use firearms.

Even for the bandits who were secretly supported by the monarch, when the swordsmen were wandering around in the Western Regions, they relied on the horizontal swords, armor, and cold weapons in their hands. As for gunpowder, they did not support them at all.

Through the observation hole, Yin Erhu saw a string of bolide flying from the high wall outside Baiyun Temple to the buildings inside. Soon, the originally dark red bolide exploded just after it touched the building. Open it and explode into a big ball of fire in the dark night.

Yin Erhu was no stranger to this thing. It was a standard kerosene bomb in the Tang Dynasty army. It was a good magic weapon for raiding and disrupting enemy troops.

Once this thing is used, it is sometimes better than a thunder bomb. After all, when a thunder bomb explodes, it emits black smoke and flies around with explosive fragments.

If the enemy is wearing armor, the explosive fragments will have no lethality. Unlike kerosene bombs, once they are stained, they will catch fire and be difficult to extinguish in a short time.

Baiyun Temple caught fire, the entire Taoist temple became a mess, and the night owls in the surrounding willow forest screamed more and more shrilly.

Yin Erhu watched as the men in black set up ladders on the wall, and then poured into Baiyun Temple like a tide.

Two of the three people who were originally standing on his head saluted the one in the middle, and then ran away with a knife towards the Baiyun Temple, which was already on fire.

The screams of the night owl became more and more shrill, and the sounds became more and more concentrated, getting closer and closer.

Especially when Yin Erhu heard the nearest night owl cry just above his head, he opened the lid and walked out.

The remaining Hwarang disciple also noticed that something was wrong. When he drew out his knife to defend himself, he happened to see Yin Erhu emerging from the ground.

"Who are you?"

The moment Cui Jongxuan saw Yin Erhu emerging from the ground, he knew that things were in big trouble. When they were acting as mantises hunting cicadas, a yellow bird suddenly appeared like this.

Yin Erhu didn't answer. He felt that since he had covered his face, talking more at this time would make him look very stupid.

So he blew the bamboo whistle in his mouth, raised his sword and charged towards the Hwarang disciple.

Cui Jongxuan's attention was attracted by the eight-foot-tall enemy in front of him. Just as he was guarding against Yin Erhu's attack, a fishing net fell from the sky and caught him in the net.

Yin Erhu immediately cut off Cui Jongxuan's left hand holding the sword, and at the same time trampled Cui Jongxuan's right hand with his foot. According to Junhou, the best martial arts of these Hwarang disciples is the double sword.

A thin figure jumped down from the willow tree. Without waiting for Cui Jongxuan in the fishing net to resist, he hit Cui Jongxuan on the head with a stick. Cui Jongxuan was hit hard. He tried his best to open his eyes wide and try to keep himself awake. Unfortunately, The stick came down again and he had to faint.

Four more black figures came out from behind the willow tree. They lifted up the fishing net with the hook. In just a moment, they stripped off Cui Jongxuan's clothes. They also carefully inspected this guy's mouth, hair, and soles of his feet. After confirming that there was no hidden tool on his body, he put a hole-in-the-wall hemp core into Cui Jongxuan's mouth and tied it behind his head with a tape to prevent him from committing suicide.

The hands and feet were naturally tied up very carefully.

After this set was completed, the four men in black carried Cui Jongxuan and left. The thin monkey rearranged his fishing net and said to Yin Erhu: "Are you sure we want to participate?"

Yin Erhu nodded and said: "As for Hwarang disciples, there should be experts behind him. We can't waste any more."

The monkey looked at Baiyun Temple, which was blazing with fire and killing people with loud noises, and said, "You don't have to go into Baiyun Temple, do you?"

Yin Erhu said: "We are here to pick up bargains, not to save or help anyone. We need to capture more Hualang disciples alive. If we meet the Taoist priests who escaped from Baiyun Temple, we must capture them if they should, and send them all together when the time comes." Go to the East Palace."

"Why not send it to Chang'an to our Lord?"

"The Lord said that all harvests in Luoyang can be handed over to His Highness the Crown Prince. Stop nagging and go quickly. They are attacking Baiyun Temple, and we will hunt outside Baiyun Temple."

The monkey nodded and climbed up the willow tree again. This guy was really like a monkey, walking faster on the tree than on the ground.

Yin Erhu looked around and found that there were not many traces of fighting on the ground, so he opened the lid and got into the pit again. He felt that the two Hwarang disciples who had entered Baiyun Temple might not come back.

Zhong Kui's roar could not be covered up even by the sound of the burning fire in Baiyun Temple and the sounds of fighting.

Yin Erhu naturally heard it, and he also heard some sadness and anger from Zhong Kui's roar. It seemed that his followers were greatly damaged.

When he came, the prince said that Zhong Kui was brave enough to defeat the three armies. As long as he wanted to escape, there were not many people in the world who could stop him.

If this guy died in battle, there was only one reason, and that was that he had no intention of escaping at all, and died voluntarily and honorably.

At this time, whoever pulls him away might be stabbed by Zhong Kui instead, and the gain outweighs the loss.

Yin Erhu was counting. This kind of raid usually wouldn't last too long. It should stop when the moon sets at most. Otherwise, it would be dark and indistinguishable, which would be of no benefit to anyone.

The sound of explosions in Baiyun Temple was endless. In the flickering light of the fire, the fighting inside had entered a fever pitch, making Yin Erhu's blood boil with excitement.

The sounds of night owls in the forest come and go, and every sound of night owls means that their friends have made new gains.

At this point, Yin Erhu took out the cured mutton pancakes, mixed them with mild rice wine, and ate them one bite at a time. In a moment, the pit was filled with the aroma of meat and wine.

The cured mutton was made by Xiuniang in October last year, and the pancakes were bought by him from the barbarian shop at Dongjiekou, Luoyang. The cured mutton is salty and fragrant, and the oil is completely integrated with the mutton. You can't feel the meat when you bite it. The existence of silk is like taking a bite of aspic.

This thing is the favorite thing of the little girl in the family. Every year, Yin Erhu lets Xiu Niang eat two sheep, which can feed the girl for a whole year.

Thinking of the soft little girl hiding and sleeping under his diaphragm, Yin Erhu's heart seemed to melt.

In the past, he always felt that women and children would only affect his ability to serve the Lord, but now he suddenly discovered that the two did not seem to conflict.

Because the Lord said that with Xiu Niang and the girl as hostages, he can trust Yin Erhu 100%.

Yin Erhu always felt that even without Xiu Niang and his daughter, he would still be 100% loyal to the Lord. Ever since the Lord said such heart-wrenching words, Yin Erhu thought that the Lord was right, 100% Zhongjin is not an empty talk.

After finishing the last bite of the cured mutton pancake, Yin Erhu came to the observation hole again and took a look at Baiyun Temple. He found that the number of Hwarang disciples was astonishing. After a rough count, there were no less than five hundred people.

Yin Erhu also saw Zhong Kui in the battle. He was standing on the high wall at this time. The Mo Dao in his hand kept slashing out, and the men in black kept being chopped into two pieces. In conjunction with his thunderous roar, , the huge and ugly face, the whole person really looked like a demon in the cold moonlight.

At this time, the moon has set on the top of Mang Mountain, and the shadow of the willow tree has become larger. Only the fire in Baiyun Temple is getting more and more arrogant. The flames lick the dark blue sky, making the nearby night sky faintly red, and the thunder and fire bombs Explosions came one after another, and large clouds of gunpowder smoke rose from the ground, making the battle seem more intense.

Ye Xiao's voice changed from calm to intense. Yin Erhu was startled, and quickly opened the lid and jumped onto the ground, running towards the place where Ye Xiao's voice came from.

"Gu Gu Gu Gu" the monkey held the whistle in his mouth and blew it at Yin Erhu.

Yin Erhu opened the sack in front of him and found that inside the sack was an old Taoist with white hair and white beard who had his eyes closed and was obviously knocked unconscious by a monkey.

"This guy claimed to be Zhang Guo before he was knocked unconscious by me! Whoever kills him will be entangled in big consequences and will be in a dilemma of life and death."

Zhang Guo's reputation was very great in the Tang Dynasty. He was originally from Zhongtiao Mountain and was worshiped as a god by the local people.

No one knows how many years he lived, but the villagers said that Zhang Guo looked like this when his grandfather's grandfather was still alive. Now, the villagers are all over fifty years old, but Zhang Guo still looks like this.

Some people say that this guy is not a human at all, but a spirit...

Yin Erhu crawled out from a pile of dead people and didn't believe much in monsters and ghosts. If he had, he would have been eaten by monsters and monsters long ago while he was waiting to rot in the mass grave.

So, he picked up the stick and hit Zhang Guo's head hard again, beating the guy completely into a deep coma, and then asked the monkey to tie the guy tightly with a water-moistened cowhide rope. . As the water on the cowhide rope gradually evaporates, the cowhide rope will be tied tighter and tighter. Yin Erhu feels that only by being on guard can he live up to Zhang Guo's reputation as a monster.

In the past, Yin Erhu had to deal with all kinds of city foxes, bandits, knights, swordsmen, and rangers who were not very smart in Chang'an.

I still know a little bit about their sneaky tricks. I met a guy who could escape from any prison before. After escaping three times and being captured three times, I found out after being tortured that this guy actually had a sperm. The hacksaw is hidden in the butt.

Therefore, Yin Erhu ordered to search Zhang Guo again. So the monkey found a long needle made of mild steel from Zhang Guo's hair, a small hook from the gap between his long fingernails, and a small hook from his ears. Two balls of silk thread were found, and the most exaggerated thing was that a piece of white jade rod was found from this guy's butt. The white jade was hollow. After twisting it open, a piece of gauze as thin as a cicada's wings poured out from the inside...

Without having time to study these things, Yin Erhu asked the monkey to regard this guy as the most important harvest and handed it over to the people who came to transport the loot.

The moon finally set in Mang Mountain, and the originally dark blue night sky turned into black satin. There were obviously more stars in the sky, and the stars were very beautiful.

Yin Erhu hid in his pit again. There was no wind in Luoyang that night, so the aroma of cured mutton pancakes had not yet spread.

When the two men in black hurried over, they immediately smelled the smell of cured mutton. As soon as they called out Cui Jongxuan's name, seven or eight big men emerged from the ground and rushed toward the two of them.

The men in black didn't even have time to dodge. Waves of heartbreaking pain came from their legs and arms. They couldn't see clearly what they were. They just felt that these things penetrated into their bodies and pierced them, and even stabbed them. They stayed firmly in place.

After the brothers put the two men into sacks, Yin Erhu looked at Zhong Kui who was still fighting fiercely on the wall, said sorry to himself, and led his men through the willow forest and entered Mang Mountain.