In Lingjiu Mountain, in the Great Lingjiu Temple, Master Baotongzi sat on a futon, closed his eyes and recited a few verses, but soon stood up irritably.
At this moment, a fat and gray-faced monk came out of the temple door.
When the fat monk saw Master Baotongzi, he didn't say anything. He howled and rushed over. He hugged Master Baotongzi's thigh and started howling sharply.
The sound was so shrill that even the clay Buddha statue shed a few tears upon hearing it.
"First Officer, please come forward quickly. If you don't come forward, we followers of the Buddha will all be doomed!"
"Get up, what a shame!" A trace of disgust flashed across Master Baotongzi's face, and he shouted loudly.
When the fat monk saw that Baotongzi was really angry, he immediately did not dare to continue his misery and could only collapse on the ground.
His fat face was covered with dust and mixed with a few mud ditches washed out by tears, which looked both pitiful and funny.
"Tell me, what's going on? Your Jalana Temple is at the eastern end, so you can't have remnants of soldiers passing by, right?" Master Baotongzi asked with some annoyance.
Ever since Juer Khan was said to have defeated the army of the Balihar Dynasty outside the city of Dhara Yala, there had been a massive rout of troops throughout the land of the Polo Dynasty.
Instead of going elsewhere, these defeated soldiers only harassed temples. Now at least dozens of temples, large and small, have been attacked and looted.
"Why not? Tens of thousands of defeated soldiers are wandering around our Jialana Temple. Several places around it have been breached. The monks are scattered everywhere. It's so miserable! It's probably Jailana's turn soon.
It’s Luona Temple.”
The fat monk had a look of fear on his face, and his fat face trembled a few times unconsciously.
"First Senior Brother, you and I both know how these defeated troops came about.
The troops on the side of Nalanda Temple are simply the soldiers under Juer Khan. On the other side of the Kalana Temple, they are actually the defeated troops of Krishila II who had difficulty returning home. They were driven around by Juer Khan.
Running away, what on earth is this Juerhan going to do? You have to give me the right words!"
"You want me to come forward and talk to Juerhan?" Master Baotongzi looked a little hesitant. To be honest, he was really a little scared of Juerhan, who had such a thick face and a dark heart.
He even dared to play with King Rajyapra and King Krishna II of Balihar at will, and would he be polite to himself?
The fat monk on the ground said nothing, and looked at Master Baotongzi with blinking eyes. His meaning was very clear.
Nalanda Temple is the top Buddhist temple in the world, with the highest status and the most wealth. You, the head of Nalanda Temple, don't want to talk about it? Do you want me to go?
"Alas! Junior brother, you don't know something! This Ju'er Khan is quite unscrupulous. He dared to cross Qunu City with thousands of people and directly defeat the army of Crisila II. Now he can make a liberation
The defeated soldiers looted the temple and asked for a great deal!"
Master Baotongzi was in trouble. He really didn't want to talk to Juerhan, because he would definitely be opened up by a lion.
But he had already abandoned the king of Parajaya Para once. If he lost the support of the monastery, how could he continue to build this temple?
What's more, the Kalana Temple is a branch of the Nalanda Temple, and the fat monk is his fellow disciple, who is usually the most supportive of him.
"No matter how big your request is, it will never be able to swallow us all up in one go. But if we don't talk now, the retreat will really destroy us all!"
The fat monk's butt was already on fire and he immediately became rude.
"Oh! Okay! Then you can go back and reply to Ju'er Khan, saying that the old monk will return to Nalanda Temple today and wait for His Majesty Ju'er Khan to arrive!"
Seeing that Master Baotongzi had realized that he was sent by Ju'er Khan, the fat monk's face twisted slightly, and then he let out a long sigh.
"Don't be surprised, Senior Brother, if the young monk doesn't come to be this lobbyist, the entire Kalana Temple will definitely not be able to survive!"
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At nightfall, Zhang Zhao was about to take a rest when Ma Shacai hurried over.
"Your Majesty, King Crisila of Balihar has indeed escaped from the army. He only brought about a hundred knights with him. Wang Tongtong has already secured them."
"An army?" Zhang Zhao snorted, "How can this old dog still have an army? But his patience is really good. I thought he would be able to bear it two days ago, but he didn't expect that he has been able to endure it until now."
Since leaving Drayara City, Zhang Zhao's strategy can be considered a bit vicious. He deliberately hung behind Krisila II's army and did not launch a large-scale attack. He just hung them like this to prevent the enemy from attacking.
Opportunity to relax.
Crisilla II tried to go west to return to his country, but was beaten back every time.
He also tried to send troops to block the attack, and then fled away from his pursuers, but every time before he could run far, Juer Khan's army broke through his blocking troops.
What's even more worrying is that he only has more than 2,000 cavalry among his more than 6,000 people, while Ju'er Khan's army is all cavalry.
After several blocking and chasing battles, the cavalry of Crisila II's army dropped to more than a thousand. From then on, where to fight? How to fight? It was completely decided by the other party.
They were forced to keep heading east, and they were forced to constantly attack temples to obtain some supplies.
For this reason, Krishna II also gave a big blow to the lying king Rajayapra in his anger.
Because this King Polo Leping could not open the door of a temple or recruit a few soldiers.
Because everyone knew that King Polo was captured, after Juer Khan's army defeated the 50,000-strong army of the Balihar Dynasty, both the temple and the nobles, big and small, began to stand aside.
This is the biggest disadvantage of lying flat. Because Rajyapala lay so realistically, people outside the royal city regarded him as the real king lying flat, as a puppet monarch.
It is strange that such a monarch can have prestige even though he has fallen into the hands of the Balihar dynasty, a century-old enemy.
Therefore, Crisila II, who was deliberately driven away by Zhang Zhao and regarded by Zhang Zhao as a tool to put pressure on Tianzhu Buddhism, could only take a risk while there were still some elite knights under his command.
He left the team with more than a hundred elite cavalry in the middle of the night, and the remaining defeated soldiers of more than 3,000 were continued to be led by his confidants.
Not to mention, he almost escaped, but fortunately Zhang Zhao had already arranged for Wang Tongtong to keep an eye on this person.
After discovering the problem the next day, after several days and nights of searching, we found Crisila II who was already sneaking eastward.
"It's getting late today. Tomorrow you can recruit five hundred elite men to go with you, and we'll go catch Chrisila's old dog together."
Zhang Zhao said to Ma Shacai, and then looked at Bai Congxin.
"Nalanda Temple finally gave in. Tomorrow we will take care of the remaining defeated generals on the opposite side. Then we will meet up at Dhara Yala and return to Rajagaha."
Just after the arrangements were made, Zhang Zhao saw another unexpected guest in front of him in the temporary tent.
Queen of Avachi!
At this time, the queen was no longer as glamorous as before, and her originally round face had become much sharper.
The fair face was stained with a bit of dust, but only the long, slender and tight legs seemed to be better than before.
A queen, with only a few confidant maids, came from Dhara Yala, which was at least more than seventy miles away, to this wilderness. What did she come to do? Of course it is self-evident.
Don't think wrongly, Her Royal Highness the Queen is not here to throw herself into the arms, but to save her husband, King Rajayaprabha.
What Zhang Zhao wants to do now will be obvious to anyone with a discerning eye.
I, Khan Zhang, could easily defeat thousands of soldiers of Crisila II, but he did not take action. He just drove these defeated soldiers and ravaged the surrounding Buddhist temples.
Moreover, whenever Crisila II's defeated troops attacked a large and famous temple, Juer Khan's army would arrive in time, and they could often succeed in besieging small temples.
This was obviously to take advantage of Crisila II's defeat to frighten the surrounding Buddhists.
Prior to this, rumors began to circulate among the nobles and eminent monks of the Polo Dynasty that Juer Khan hoped to obtain the title of Protector of the Dharma, so his purpose for doing so was already clear.
However, everyone still can't accept it. Ju'er Khan, who claims to have come to Tianzhu to protect the Dharma, actually used robbing and harassing temples to get the title of Dharma Protector. Isn't this a bit too shameless?
"Queen is here at starry night? What are you doing?"
Of course Zhang Zhao knew what this woman wanted to do, but he still chose to play dumb because he hadn't decided yet whether he should keep King Prajaya Prada.
Queen Avachi's face suddenly turned red. According to custom, Juerhan should call her Queen Avachi. This single queen sounds a bit ambiguous.
"Slave, I'm here to ask the Great Khan to rescue the king. It's been half a month since the king was kidnapped by King Balihar. He has always been in poor health. I wonder if he can hold on?"
As she spoke, Queen Avachi wiped her eyes and looked like she was crying.
"If the Great Khan can rescue my king, the Polo royal family is willing to give an equal weight of gold as a reward. In addition, we can also send people to help the king find Master Baotongzi!"
Zhang Zhao smiled faintly, and then slowly shook his head, "It seems that the queen is not sincere! Could it be that for rescuing His Highness Rajayapura, he could not give an equal amount of gold as a reward?"
As for Master Baotongzi, I already knew where he was, and it was him who was anxious at the moment, not me.
The conditions put forward by the queen are actually bound to happen, so it’s a waste of money!”
Zhang Zhao is not telling lies, he is really a little dissatisfied. These Tianzhu people have been at ease for too long, have their minds become rusty?
Even if you are kneeling on the ground and begging, it is better than raising these two conditions now. This is completely selling favors to Zhang Zhao with something that Zhang Zhao will definitely get! What are you thinking?
Queen Avachi was stunned. In fact, she really didn't expect that much. She simply felt that she couldn't offer any other good conditions. She could only use the ransom and Master Baotongzi to be somewhat effective.
As for the plea, Queen Avachi was born into a noble family of the Polo dynasty, and she had always been well-dressed and well-fed.
When she grew up, King Polo's first wife had a difficult childbirth, so she got married and became the queen. Her whole life was smooth, and there were no words like pleading or begging in her mind.
Under the dim oil lamp, the two of them sat looking at each other, a man and a woman alone. Zhang Zhao, who had been a monk for more than half a year, suddenly stretched out his hand out of nowhere and gently pinched Queen Avaqi's white and tender chin. His thumb was even on her
He rubbed his red lips twice.
Queen Avachi was startled, and with a slight movement of her right hand, the oil lamp was knocked over on the table and extinguished instantly!
Now the light in the room was even dimmer, with only a little bit of moonlight shining in through the window, and the atmosphere was extremely ambiguous.
Zhang Zhao took a deep breath and stood up directly. A faint fragrance came from the tip of his nose, and a feeling that his whole body was about to explode came from the bottom of his heart.
He gently took his thumb away from Queen Avachi's lower red lip, and then slowly slid it down.
The long-legged queen began to tremble uncontrollably, but she did not stop Zhang Zhao's hand, nor did she run away. She only moaned softly, occasionally showing through the gaps between her thin white teeth.
This chapter has been completed!