"This land is already filled with smoke and wars are happening everywhere."
Huineng looked at Xiazhou in the distance and couldn't help but sigh: "Without the blessing of the Buddha, the world is indeed a hell everywhere."
"How deplorable are these foreign races. They usually come to plunder, but now they are acting as the lackeys of Heaven!"
Xuanzang looked at the Gobi in the distance. There was only endless yellow sand, but Xiazhou, separated by a wall, was full of lush water and grass.
He whispered: "Look at these places, they were originally the pastures of the Dangxiang people, but the Han people were strong and good at fighting, so they built cities here and became the sphere of influence of the Central Plains. And those yellow sand lands were left to the Central Plains because they could not be reclaimed.
A foreign race."
"Everyone and every creature in this world has the right to survive. Every winter over there, they will be frozen for thousands of miles. If they don't rob, they will starve to death. Over time, those who don't rob will starve to death, and those who don't rob will starve to death.
Those who robbed survived."
Everyone looked at Xuanzang in surprise, wondering why he suddenly said these words.
Everyone came here to fight Temujin for the Tang Dynasty.
After all, they want to protect the Central Plains and prevent foreigners from stepping into the Central Plains.
Xuanzang recited the Buddha's name and said: "So the best way is not to kill them all, but to include them in the Central Plains. The land in the Central Plains is fertile. If there were no disputes and gunpowder smoke, the produce would be enough to feed the entire desert.
They only need to exchange their own cattle and sheep.
The Buddha said to lay down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. Although Temujin is vicious, it is because he has not been exposed to the Dharma. As long as he feels the depth and breadth of the Dharma, he will willingly put down the butcher's knife and become a follower of my Buddha."
Everyone praised the good deeds. At this time, Li Ji came up and said with a smile: "Although what the Zen master said makes sense, it is extremely difficult to implement because they are all bloodthirsty people who are used to looting or starving to death. There were some
Foreign races are willing to herd cattle in exchange, and it’s not like the Han people didn’t trade with them, but it’s a pity that these people have all been killed by the people in the grasslands today.”
"If you want to achieve peace, you must first kill all these people. It is like a malignant sore on a person's body. If you want to turn the rotten flesh into normal blood and muscle, it is simply impossible and time-consuming and labor-intensive.
.Going out the rotten flesh and letting out the bad blood is the right way."
Li Ji looked into the distance and said: "Temujin is my great enemy in the Central Plains. If I don't kill him and destroy his clan this time, I, Li Ji, will be ashamed of my elders in the Central Plains."
On the distant horizon, yellow sand filled the sky, and figures like millstones gradually emerged.
The horses they ride are not as tall as those of the Privets, but they are extremely strong.
The Mongolian warriors, carrying an average of more than 200 kilograms on their backs, could travel long distances. Their explosive power was not as good as that of the Liaodong horses, but their endurance was much better.
Most of them did not have helmets, their hair was pulled into a bun and tied tightly with cloth belts, and they wore black leather armor, with square armor plates perforated on the upper part and connected with leather.
These Mongolian soldiers held short knives in their hands, and the blades flashed with a cold light in the sun. Looking from a distance, they looked like a mountain of knives, or like sparkling waves in a lake.
Looking at the Mongols slowly appearing, some soldiers had already begun to shake their hands, especially the soldiers and horses in the northwest of the Song Dynasty.
At a glance, one can tell that these Mongolian soldiers are not easy to mess with.
But Li Ji clapped his hands and said loudly: "Okay! With all the elite Mongolian troops out, it's a good time to save things once and for all!"
A Mongolian knight came out of the crowd and came to the city. He drew his bow and arrow and shot upward.
There were soldiers holding it behind him, and sure enough, the soft arrow was missing, it was just a message.
The soldiers tore off the cowhide roll wrapped around the arrow and handed it to Li Ji. The latter unfolded it and read: Surrender tomorrow or massacre the city.
Eight words showed Temujin's arrogance, and Li Ji sneered again and again.
He threw the letter away, took the bow and arrow from the soldier's hand, and shot an arrow into the sky.
A falcon hovering in the sky was shot through the throat by an arrow and fell straight down.
The Mongols under the city were furious and roared, and their voices were indeed like wild beasts.
They had just unified all the tribes in Mongolia and sent their leader to the throne of the Great Khan of Mongolia.
Since ancient times, the Mongols have been a piece of scattered sand. They fight on their own and have deep hatred for each other.
Because of this, they have always been suppressed by Khitan and Ligustrum. The situation is different now.
The unified Mongolia was powerful and powerful. Their great Khan Temujin was said to be so powerful that he was bound to sweep across the world and conquer all lands.
If you want to conquer the world, you must conquer the Central Plains. Otherwise, even if you conquer all other places, you will still be a barbarian and a substandard nation.
Temujin also knew this truth, so when the gods came to him to discuss cooperation, it didn't take long for them to reach an agreement.
He didn't expect that the gods would find him. Those aloof guys never bothered to look at the land outside the Central Plains.
None of their temples or monasteries appeared outside the Central Plains.
But now they have no choice. Temujin knows that a man has appeared in the Central Plains, and he has instigated the emperors of the world to join forces to fight against the heaven.
When Temujin heard the news, he couldn't restrain his joy. He knew that his best chance had come.
From his perspective, this was clearly the Chosen One, because he had just unified Mongolia when the heroes of the Central Plains caused a huge trouble for themselves.
Temujin, who originally didn't dare to head south rashly, now felt like a bastard retreating from his shell - he couldn't stand it anymore!
He almost used the fastest time to agree to all the conditions of the gods who came to negotiate. Of course, he could not refuse the conditions given by the other party.
Temujin was riding on the horse. He was very tall, but because he had been riding horses all year round, his face was pitted, his eyes were sharp, and his back was slightly hunched, making him look stronger.
He had a mustache and a short sword on his waist. It looked similar to an ordinary soldier's scimitar, but the handle was made of eye-catching jade. He put one hand on the handle and looked at it. Looking ahead, the sergeants beside him had expressionless faces, like a group of silent statues. In the silence, there was an aura of chilling and death.
No one knows how many people they have killed. Many of Temujin's army started killing people on the battlefield when they were twelve or thirteen years old.
Over the years, they have successively eliminated more than a dozen races, and in the conquered lands along the way, all men who were taller than the wheel were killed.
Mongolian wheels are very low, and a child of about five or six years old has a chance of overtaking them.
All those left behind were ignorant children. They were either castrated to serve the Mongolian nobles and became slaves, or they were brainwashed to join the Mongolian army to fight for the enemy.
Such a long period of killing and massacre has long wiped out the little humanity in their hearts. Compared with Ligustrum, these people are not inferior at all.
Temujin looked at the city tower and did not choose to order an attack. He said solemnly: "The weather in the city has changed. It seems that there are reinforcements. This is definitely not the idiots in Fugu."
He had already seen the soldiers on the tower. Although they were far apart, they still gave Temujin a great sense of oppression.
Facing their own cavalry, they were not timid at all, but instead burst out with strong fighting spirit, which Temujin could feel.
Such soldiers and horses must be elite troops who are invincible and have strong self-confidence in their hearts. They are obviously not the bitter ones in the northwest of the Song Dynasty.
"Retreat thirty miles and set up camp!"
Temujin's prestige among this army was unparalleled, so he gave the order and the army began to retreat in an orderly manner.
Li Ji watched the Mongols withdraw their troops, and the expression on his face gradually became serious.
When marching, or even when attacking, it is difficult to see the true spirit of a troop.
Only when retreating can we see the true meaning. The retreat of an elite army will definitely advance and retreat in a well-founded manner, covering each other, and preventing others from succeeding in pursuit.
"Temujin knows how to lead troops." Li Ji praised with a smile.
"The last general is willing to lead a group of troops and go out of the city to test his skills." Behind Li Ji, Xue Rengui clasped his fists and said.
Li Ji nodded and said, "That's fine."
Soon, drums and trumpets sounded, the city gate opened, and a troop of soldiers and horses rushed out.
The general at the head, wearing a golden helmet and silver armor, raised his spear and shouted, and countless soldiers and horses followed him in pursuit.
The Mongols did not panic much. They quickly changed from the rear army to the front army and started fighting on the spot with Xue Rengui's troops.
These Mongolians wear rough animal skin armor, have thick necks, and shoulders as thick and wide as rocks. There are not many muscles in their bare arms, which are all fat. Underneath the swaying fat, they are amazingly strong. Muscles, this kind of body is most suitable for fighting, and a knife can't even cut his vitals.
Thick fat is originally a natural shield. Under this fat, there is a strong man with incomparable strength.
When these soldiers and horses charge, they are like millstones running towards you. The key is that there are thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of millstones. Are you afraid?
Xue Rengui was not afraid at all, and galloped forward. As a general of the Tang Dynasty, he charged forward, and the morale of the soldiers was even more high.
The battle immediately became intense from the beginning. Xue Rengui held down the handle of the gun with one hand and leaned forward with the tip of the gun facing forward. He relied entirely on the power of his toes to fly forward. The whole person seemed to be gliding on the grass. Not only was his posture graceful, , and it’s extremely fast.
With a sudden sound, at the moment of contact, Xue Rengui pierced the abdomen of a Mongolian general with a shot. He let out a thunderous roar, then stood up and raised the scimitar in his hand above his head in mid-air. Cracked suddenly.
There were eight soldiers beside Xue Rengui. The two cavalrymen in front raised their short spears at the same time and crossed their ax handles. There was a "clang" sound, and the huge impact made the two men's shoulders sink, and the mounts underneath them were also shaken. He took half a step back.
Xue Rengui took this opportunity and stabbed the general in the throat. He fell down. When he was about to die, his eyes were still fierce.
Xue Rengui's personal soldiers cooperated with him in perfect harmony and quickly charged into the formation.
But other soldiers of the Tang Dynasty felt tremendous pressure.
These "millstones" are too resistant to beatings. It's usually okay if you slash them with a knife, but you will be killed if they slash you with a knife.
There was a young Mongolian general who jumped on a Tang army horse, stabbed him hard from behind, stabbed him to death under the horse, and then pulled out two scimitars from his waist. His eyes were red, he screamed strangely, and he screamed with his left hand. He slashed to the right and killed many Tang troops.
Xue Rengui killed a Mongolian Tatar with a diagonal stab, then rushed to the man's side, shot away his dagger, and saved a Tang soldier.
The young Mongolian looked over excitedly, stuck out his tongue, and licked the blood from his mouth. He roared and ran to kill Xue Rengui.
At this time, the sound of gold ringing suddenly sounded in the city. Xue Rengui was stunned for a moment, and then ordered everyone to fight and retreat.
Strangely, the horn sound also sounded on the opposite side, and soon the Mongols were eager to break away from the battle and join the large army.
The commanders-in-chief of both sides actually ordered the withdrawal of troops at the same time in a tacit agreement. Xue Rengui was very puzzled. They had only been in contact for such a short time and did not know why Li Ji ordered the withdrawal of troops.
When he arrived at the tower, Xue Rengui knew the reason. At this time, a red sun suddenly lit up in the sky.
As the sun rose into the sky, a dazzling red light spread across the earth, as if it was dyed with a layer of blood.
"What is this?" Xue Rengui asked in surprise.
He had just experienced a fight, and the damage was not low, but his face was not red and he was out of breath. He asked curiously: "Is it the monks here who cast spells?"
Li Ji shook his head. He didn't know what it was. It suddenly appeared in the sky just now.
Afraid that this was Temujin's trick, Li Ji ignored the quality of the Mongols and quickly ordered the withdrawal.
Similarly, the situation on Temujin's side was similar. When he saw Shuangzhi, he had no idea what the situation was, so Temujin chose to withdraw his troops for stability.
The young Mongolian who fought with Xue Rengui returned to his own formation angrily.
Next to him, there was a slightly older Mongolian nobleman. He patted his shoulder with a smile and said, "Brother Meng, this is your first time in battle. This performance is already good."
This Mongol nobleman in his prime was Boljijin Tolei, the fourth son of Temujin.
The young Mongolian was Boljijin Mengge, Kublai Khan’s father.
Before going south, Tuo Lei had conquered a large area of land. He besieged Talihan Village. The soldiers and people of Talihan held on to the danger. The Mongolian army besieged it for seven months. It was not until Tuo Lei recalled his army to join his father that the mountain city was After the city was captured, all the defenders and people of the city were massacred. The corpses of the dead were piled up in mountains. The blood flowed for a month, but the river was still red.
Soon, Tuo Lei was ordered by his father to enter the Khorasan area and carry out brutal revenge on the cities that dared to resist the Mongols. Once, because a small Mongolian army was annihilated under the city of Malu, Tuo Lei led his elite troops to besiege Malu. The chief of Malu surrendered out of the city and pretended not to kill them. However, after the Mongolian army entered the city, they only selected 400 craftsmen and massacred all the residents and soldiers. Seven hundred thousand people died, and the city of Malu was razed to the ground.
At least four to five million people were massacred under his orders. Even in the vast land of the Six Dynasties, there had never been such ferocious people.
"Father, what do you mean by these two suns?" Meng Ge asked.
Tuo Lei looked at the red sun in the sky. Its eyes were so similar to the blood, and he said: "This is the blessing of the Changsheng Heaven to us. We will definitely conquer the Central Plains!"
Meng Ge was overjoyed and threw the armor away. A slave hurriedly crawled over to pick it up. Meng Ge shouted excitedly: "When the time comes, we must kill him!"
At this time, no one could see a figure sitting in the center of the "red sun".
His lips are red and his teeth are white, his face is like jade, his body is like a willow tree, and his eyes are clear and clear, just like the stars in the night sky. He just sits there casually, making people feel ashamed of himself.
