Chapter eight hundred and thirtieth Chang'an chaos
At the main gate of Chang'an, the twelve city gates are tightly closed, flags are flying on the city wall, and figures are looming, occasionally reflecting the cold light of weapons.
Three miles away from the city gate, Lin Ze stood on horseback and watched. Behind him were fifteen neatly arranged square formations.
Today, the 150,000-strong army of the Western Qin Dynasty came out in full force.
On Lin Ze's left side, there was the Buddhist-Confucian coalition hanging a banner with the character "Liu" and a banner with the character "Zhao". The distance between the two sides was only 500 meters.
Seeing the sun gradually rising, Lin Ze stretched and shouted to the left: "Where is Yan Shengxian? Didn't you say in front of the Three Saints that Confucian disciples will break Chang'an even if the law of heaven comes back?"
"I almost fell asleep while waiting here. I'm just waiting for you to open the city gate and lead hundreds of thousands of soldiers to fight in. When will you take action?"
"If your Excellency is afraid and doesn't dare to take action, can you tell me in advance so that I can send people to build siege equipment? Otherwise, it will be difficult to climb the city wall that is more than ten feet high."
In the Buddhist-Confucian coalition camp, a group of Confucian disciples looked at Lin Ze with gloomy faces and unkind expressions.
If eyes could kill, Lin Ze would probably... be fine now. Ordinary people's attacks wouldn't be able to hurt him in the Heavenly Realm.
Seeing that no one answered, Lin Ze couldn't help but feel bored, and continued to shout: "Where is Master Xuantang? Didn't the Master gather 30,000 Buddhist disciples to forcefully break Chang'an? When will he take action?"
"Master doesn't mean to say that 30,000 Buddhist disciples are still at the end of the world and won't be able to get here in a short time, right?"
In the South Vietnamese army formation, Xuantang turned his head and took a deep look at Lin Ze. Instead of being angry, he chuckled: "It's a bit interesting."
At this time, Confucian Zeng Shen retorted and sneered: "Master of the Western Qin Kingdom, aren't you also making no move? If I remember correctly, you are speaking out in front of the Three Sages to pave the way for the Taoist Sage."
Lin Ze replied calmly: "That's right, I once promised to pave the way for my master to be a Taoist saint."
The sarcasm on Zeng Shen's face became more intense: "Your Excellency, why do you laugh at a hundred steps at fifty steps?"
Lin Ze chuckled lightly and said with a sarcastic look on his face: "Zeng Shengxian, right? Could you please read more books? You called Yan Shengxian and Master Xuantang's bold statement about breaking Chang'an a hundred steps, although it is not appropriate.
, but this is your personal preference, and I dare not comment on it easily."
"But if you juxtapose it with the next paving the way and call it fifty steps, doesn't it seem a bit ignorant and unskilled?"
"I dare to ask Zeng Shengxian, can just paving a road be compared with breaking Chang'an and enduring the backlash of heaven? Are you looking up to me, or are you belittling Confucian sages and Buddhist sages?"
Lin Ze sneered in his heart. Do you think I am just like you, talking nonsense but having no brains?
As early as when he said those words in front of the Three Saints, Lin Ze had thought about such a situation, but unexpectedly, it actually came into use.
Zeng Shen blushed when he heard this and said, "You are so clever with your words."
Lin Ze sighed slightly: "It's really hard for Zeng Shengxian to describe him with clever words and colors."
Zeng Shen was so angry that he almost ran away, Lin Ze dared to underestimate him so much.
Meng Ke suddenly stepped forward and patted Zeng Shen on the shoulder: "Junior brother, be calm. The Three Saints are watching from above."
Zeng Shen, who was filled with anger, was struck by this, and his anger suddenly ceased, and he returned to his calm state.
Zeng Shen was shocked and bowed to Meng Ke: "Thank you very much, Senior Brother Meng for your help. Junior Brother almost lost his composure."
Meng Ke said in a deep voice: "In the age of great strife, luck is booming. However, everything has Yin and Yang, and the calamity Qi rises with the tide, far better than usual. It has not been long since Junior Brother has been promoted to the third realm of heaven and human beings, and his state of mind is still lacking. He should work harder
cautious."
"Ten thousand years ago, the Biyou Palace and the Buddhist sect fought, sweeping away countless ancient sects, and countless gods and humans perished, all because of their unsatisfactory state of mind. I hope that my junior brother will take this as a warning."
Meng Ke had good intentions, but what Zeng Shen heard was a bit harsh. Most of his original gratitude was gone, and he reluctantly responded: "Junior brother knows."
Seeing Zeng Shen's attitude, Meng Ke wanted to say a few more words, but was afraid of offending the other party, so he sighed secretly and kept silent.
Lin Ze saw that the Buddhist and Confucian families had lost their lives again. He became fierce and waved to Zhang Han: "You lead a battalion of 500 people and pave a flat road out from the Chang'an city gate. I still don't believe it.
Even Buddhists and Confucians are shameless.”
Zhang Han looked confused, almost unable to believe that this was Lin Ze's order.
Lin Ze frowned slightly and shouted: "Go quickly, if you can't do this well, go and be the commander of Huotou camp, responsible for chopping firewood and cooking every day."
Zhang Han was startled and quickly ordered five hundred people to go out into battle.
After walking a few steps, Zhang Han said with a sad face: "My lord, I don't have any equipment to pave the road."
Lin Ze almost slapped him when he heard this, and suppressed his anger and said: "Don't you know how to use the power of a master without tools? Do you think you are a cripple with no power to restrain a chicken?"
"Oh," Zhang Han suddenly understood and quickly called the soldiers to run outside.
Not far away, the Buddhist and Confucian allied forces looked at the scene of Zhang Han leading five hundred people to pave the road in a decent manner, with strange faces on their faces.
Only the faces of the Buddhist Buddha and Confucian sages changed again and again.
This is simply a slap in the face.
I have paved the road, have you conquered Chang'an?
The smiles on Xuantang's face grew more and more, until he couldn't help laughing loudly: "Hahahaha, it's so funny. I have been a poor monk for two lifetimes, and this is the first time I have met such an interesting person."
Ran Deng frowned slightly when he saw this and said, "Jin Chanzi, are you so happy that Buddhism is being embarrassed?"
Xuantang didn't take it seriously and said: "It was originally my own big words, why should I blame others?"
Immediately, Xuantang looked solemn and said: "The disciples of Luohan Hall listen to the order, prepare their golden bodies, and follow me to attack the city."
Ran Deng heard the words and scolded: "Jin Chanzi, are you crazy, taking the lives of Buddhist disciples to pave the way for others?"
Xuantang and Ran Deng looked at each other and said word by word: "Buddha ordered his disciples to take charge of the matter of fighting for destiny. Ran Deng Buddha wants to interfere with his disciples' actions? Preserving strength or destroying the Qin Dynasty, which one is more important? Disciples need to explain clearly to Ran Deng Buddha.
?”
When Ran Deng heard this, he glared at Xuantang angrily and said harshly: "If the luck of the Buddhist sect is damaged, I'll see how you explain it to the Buddha."
Xuantang replied calmly: "Don't bother Ran Deng Buddha to worry about this matter. I know it well."
After speaking, he turned around and shouted loudly: "Are the disciples of Luohan Hall ready?"
Thirty thousand shining bald heads said in unison: "Please give me your instructions, Lord Xuantang."
Xuantang said with a cold face: "The target is the city gate of Chang'an. Run with all your strength. Open your golden body in the fifth breath and capture the city gate at all costs. For my Buddha's glory to spread to every corner of the world, rush forward."
Upon hearing the name of the Buddha, thirty thousand Buddhist disciples showed fanatical expressions on their faces and rushed toward the Chang'an city gate with howls.
On the other side, Meng Ke, who was listening to the sound from the Buddhist side, said to Yan Hui, Xun Kuang, and Zeng Shen: "If a person has no faith, he will not stand. Please take action with your three brothers."
Zeng Shen didn't say a word, and Yan Huixun Kuang replied calmly: "Senior Brother Meng invites you first, and Junior Brother will definitely follow."
Meng Ke nodded, rode on the wind, and said with a loud voice like a bell: "Thousands of people will go to the place where righteousness lies."
A burst of awe-inspiring righteousness burst out from his body and fell hard towards the city gate.
A black dragon suddenly appeared in the city, and a huge dragon claw waved past, holding Haoran Zhengqi tightly so that he could not fall.
The awe-inspiring righteousness mixed with Meng Ke's Dao was struggling crazily in the dragon's claws, causing the dragon's claws to sway left and right, but it was difficult to break free.
When the two sides were in a stalemate, Yan Hui took action and chanted loudly: "I hope there will be no good deeds and no hard work."
A powerful and upright Pi Lian, no less powerful than Meng Ke, rushed towards the city gate, intending to seize the opportunity to break through the city.
Xun Kuang took a step forward and said loudly: "Heaven established the people not for the sake of the king; Heaven established the king for the people."
An attack containing Xun Kuang's understanding of the Great Dao fell.
Zeng Shen, who remained silent, had a flash of reluctance and helplessness in his eyes, and said loudly: "If there is a fault in the morning, if it changes in the evening, let it be dealt with; if there is a fault in the evening, if it is changed in the morning, let it be dealt with."
At this moment, the four Confucian sages all took action.
I saw the black dragon extending its other three claws without any hesitation, and received the other three attacks with incomparable precision.
What is amazing is that the black dragon incarnated as Qinhuang Dao can actually fight one against four.