It was unusually quiet in the hall, as if a pin dropped on the ground and people could really hear it.
"Well, the matter has come to an end. It's useless to say anything now." Uncle He then explained to Pang Chen: "It's not that I don't want to save the brothers outside, it's just that the matter has reached this point, and we can only let them use their lives to help us temporarily.
withstand."
Pang Chen sighed and asked, "Uncle He, so what if I can survive for one more day?"
Everyone in the hall was made even more depressed by Pang Chen's words.
Lin Xiaofeng said: "We can only wait for a miracle."
"Will a miracle happen?" Xiang Zhu sighed.
"Whether there is one or not, we can only place our hope on it now." Lin Xiaofeng said.
Outside the manor, the shouts of death showed no sign of abating at all.
The holy believers who were originally wearing holy white robes were now dyed blood red.
This is true for both sides.
Wan Heyu was so angry that he was trembling all over. The elders and guardians accompanying him kept silent for fear of being offended by Wan Heyu's anger.
"Zeng Guofan, there are more than 4,000 of us, and a thousand people who besieged the outside of the manor were not defeated in 40 minutes?"
"There are more than a thousand people scattered around the manor!" Wan Heyu's eyes were bloodshot, like a tiger about to eat people.
Zeng Guofan whispered: "Master Wan, the people opposite are all stubborn people who are loyal to the Holy Lord. They fight for the Holy Lord one by one. They are not timid at all, and their bravery naturally increases."
"On the other hand, on our side, everyone knows that what they are doing is a rebellion, and we don't have enough confidence..."
Not allowing him to continue, Wan Heyu roared: "That's enough! I asked you to take over the manor within half an hour, and you're going to give me this explanation?"
Hearing Wan Heyu's roar, Zeng Guofan's heart skipped a beat.
"Ten minutes at most. If you still can't capture it, I'll kill you." Wan Heyu shouted angrily.
This battle was too crucial, not only related to Wan Heyu's life, but also his reputation over the years and so on.
No matter which aspect he was in, he would never let anything go wrong.
But at this time, something strange happened. His manor, which was originally serious and fragile, was able to hold on for more than forty minutes.
If everyone in the entire manor came out in droves, Wan Heyu could still barely accept it.
But there are only a thousand people at this time!
One thousand people, without any geographical advantage, blocked the four thousand people with their lives for forty minutes.
Finally, five minutes later, Zeng Guofan was covered in blood, with a joyful expression on his face: "Vice Leader Wan, you have lived up to your trust and finally defeated us!"
"Okay! Let everyone rush in and kill everyone inside! No scraps will be left behind."
After Wan Heyu Gang finished speaking, he paused and said, "But please be careful not to disturb the Holy Lord's body and mourning hall. We are here to eliminate traitors, not to rebel!"
"Understood." Zeng Guofan nodded, turned around and ran to convey the order to all parties.
In the manor, thousands of people in white robes, plus people from the Shuanglong Sect, had been waiting for a long time. When they saw Wan Heyu's men and horses attacking, they all rushed forward as if they were risking their lives.
It was actually understandable that die-hard subordinates like the Holy Master would do this, but the people of the Double Dragon Sect were so brave, which made Lin Xiaofeng look suspicious when he saw them from behind.
The enemies have all invaded the manor.
Xiang Zhu, Uncle He and the rest naturally wanted to come out to watch the battle, so that if anything happened, they could make a decision immediately.
Uncle He saw that the bravery of the people of the Shuanglong Sect was not much worse than that of the Holy Cult members. He also praised on his face: "Master Pang has such a good command. These people are still so brave in the face of a powerful enemy."
Others may not be clear about it and think that Pang Chen is leading believers from Shuanglong Street who are loyal to Pang Chen.
But Lin Xiaofeng knew that these people were temporarily pulled up by Pang Chen and prepared to perform meritorious service in the holy religion.
Generally speaking, such a person is very good at beating up a drowned dog, but when he encounters a really strong enemy, he is just like a piece of paper.
But the people of the Shuanglong Sect showed such an extraordinary side.
Even Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but look at Pang Chen in a different light.
Pang Chenhan smiled and said: "It's not that I'm trying to control my subordinates well, I just told them that if they don't win this battle, they will be dead."
"If we win, everyone will have a way to survive."
Indeed, these followers of the Shuanglong Sect are actually in the most embarrassing position.
In fact, even if these die-hard loyalists of the Holy Lord surrender, no matter what the reasons are, Wan Heyu will only kill the evil leaders, that is, people like Xiang Zhu, Lin Xiaofeng, and Uncle He.
As for these little people, Wan Heyu, let alone killing them, would probably treat them favorably, allowing people to see Wan Heyu's kindness, so that he could control the Holy Religion.
Therefore, people like the Holy Cult knew that there would be no danger to their lives if they surrendered, but they still gritted their teeth and tried their best to protect Xiang Zhu and Lin Xiaofeng.
Naturally, they did not look at the face of Lin Xiaofeng and Xiang Zhu, but because of the kindness accumulated by the Holy Lord over the years.
As for those in the Double Dragon Sect, they are not so lucky.
If they surrender or have other ideas, they will definitely be dead in the end.
Perhaps some of them would resent why Pang Chen brought him to this holy island.
But no matter what complaints or complaints there are in my heart, I can only suppress them for the time being and put all my energy into how to repel Wan Heyu's men.
This manor is huge, and even if more than 3,000 people fight, it does not affect the main building in the manor.
Wan Heyu didn't make anyone anxious to attack inside.
On the one hand, because the body of the Holy Lord is still inside, allowing the people below to rebel and attack Lin Xiaofeng and the Holy Lord is probably the limit of this group of people.
If they were allowed to attack the mourning hall where the Holy Lord's body lay, the people below would definitely lose control and disobey orders.
But at this time, he was not in a hurry to kill Lin Xiaofeng and Xiang Zhu.
As long as all of their subordinates are killed by themselves, will they be able to make any money?
Thinking of this, Wan Heyu felt happy for a while. Suddenly, he looked at the No. 1 scholar of the Holy Lord and frowned.
Zeng Guofan, who was standing by, saw it and asked: "Vice-leader Wan, what's wrong?"
"I'm always a little uneasy in my heart." Wan Heyu said with a cold face.
Zeng Guofan said with a smile: "How can this be unreliable? It's already a battle between trapped beasts. It won't be long before the heads of Xiang Zhu and Lin Xiaofeng are delivered to us."
Wan Heyu pointed to the manor: "What place is this?"
"This is a manor." Zeng Guofan replied.
Wan Heyu shook his head: "This is the manor of the Holy Lord! The Holy Lord is so smart, I'm afraid he can guess what I want to do before he dies. How come there is no arrangement at all?"
Zeng Guofan disapproved and thought to himself, Wan Heyu is really getting timid as he gets older.
Wan Heyu's uneasiness grew stronger and stronger: "Speed up the attack and kill them all as quickly as possible."