The generals of the Xiaguan garrison were Lu Zhongheng and Guo Ying. They had already received the order and immediately welcomed Wuxu and others into a large tent. After spreading out the map and Guo Ying introducing the terrain and troop deployment in Xiaguan, Wuxu said,
"You two generals have been on the battlefield for a long time, so this formation of troops must be good. However, if
There are many lamas and other monks in the Yuan army today. It seems that the monks in our army should gather together and form small teams, either to guard dangerous places or to use them for special purposes." It turns out that Generals Lu Zhongheng and Guo Ying
The monks were assigned to various military camps and directly served as deputy positions, which meant that the monks assisted the sergeants.
After hearing this, the two men couldn't help but nod their heads and clasped their fists at Wuxu without saying a word. Lan Yu couldn't stand it after all. She stepped forward with a blushing face and said to Wuxu, "Master Qi, before
Lan Yu summoned the best soldiers in the army and rushed to Yanziji. Now, except for Huang Tiandang, all the soldiers in the army have been transferred. Among them, the remaining monks from General Lu and General Guo are less than half."
Wuxu suddenly realized what he was doing and immediately put his hands together to apologize to Lu Zhongheng and Guo Ying.
Zhao Tong said from the side, "The military situation is urgent, and this is not the time for small talk. Master Wuxu, Master Xingkong, please allocate manpower quickly and prepare to meet the enemy. Zhao Tong is willing to take a pair of sentries to the other side to investigate.
information."
Absolutely not! Wuxu interrupted Zhao Tong without hesitation.
According to what Ma Linghua said, the Yuan army gathered heavily between Chuzhou and Xiaguan, and five teams of elite sentry towers went to the other side to spy on the military situation, but no one survived. Zhao Tong's trip was really extremely dangerous.
But Zhao Tong said, "The enemy's situation is unclear at the moment. Our army is deployed everywhere and is being beaten everywhere. Once there is a battle, it may be possible to hold on to one place for a while, but there is no initiative in the entire battle, and it is easy to be divided by the Yuan army."
Master Xingkong also said, "Miss Zhao, what you said is very reasonable. If we don't ascertain the deployment of the Yuan army's troops and get a glimpse of its strategic intentions, our military strength is insufficient, and we are fortified everywhere and our troops are scattered. I'm afraid that by then
It's really not good. As for the candidate, it's not necessarily Miss Zhao." At this point, after her death, the two masters Jingsong clasped their hands and stepped forward, "Amitabha, we are willing to go to the other side to explore."
The two of them, Jingsong, have reached the eighth level of the mortal world and are below the real person. They can be considered masters. Seeing this, Wuxu was very happy. He turned to Master Xingkong and said thanks to Master Jingsong.
In this case, I’ll leave it to the two masters from White Horse Temple.”
Lu Zhongheng and Guo Ying immediately ordered people to fetch the map of the other side and handed it over to the two masters Jingsong. Unexpectedly, Zhao Tong stepped forward and snatched the map away. He said to everyone in the big tent, "Although the two masters
He has a high level of cultivation, but he is afraid of spying on military intelligence.
I’m afraid you’re not good at it? What’s more, this map is a previous defense map of our army on the other side. How can it be used? Zhao Tong is a military inspector and knows the Xiaguan area of Chuzhou well. He is also familiar with various signs of the Yuan army.
No matter what, I have to follow these two masters."
As soon as these words came out, Lu Zhongheng and Guo Ying couldn't help but nodded slightly, and even Master Xingkong remained silent. Wuxu knew that it would be difficult to dissuade him, so he had to give some instructions and sent the two masters Zhao Tong and Jingsong out.
From the big tent, I watched the three people disappear into the night above the river.
Returning to the tent, Wuxu couldn't help but roll up his sleeves and robes, and said to Lu Zhongheng, Guo Ying and others, "Wang Baobao didn't know what kind of medicine he took. When the army arrived, he didn't just go south in one go. That's good."
, Lan Yu, please immediately lead people to teach the formations I previously taught in Yanziji to the White Lotus Sect members in the army."
When Lan Yu was ordered to pay the account, Wuxu handed two jade talismans to Lu Zhongheng and Guo Ying, saying that if there was an emergency, he would use the jade talismans to send a message, and he and Master Xingkong would coordinate reinforcements.
The four of them sat in the big tent and talked for a while in front of the map. Then they came out and inspected various places.
In the Pukou District on the other side of Xiaguan, less than thirty miles to the northwest, there is a mountain range running from northeast to southwest, called Laoshan. Although the mountain is not high, it is undulating, with many trees, and there are clouds and mist from time to time due to the spread of hot springs.
Lingyang has always been a battleground for Tibetan troops to set up ambush and advance and retreat from the north to the south. Among them, there is a branch shaped like a phoenix, which is called Phoenix Mountain.
At this moment, the Phoenix Mountain is dotted with fire, but it is completely silent. The birds and beasts of the past are hidden somewhere. Only a yurt covering an area of about one acre is left, like a white giant beast, entrenched here.
Inside it was brightly lit, with sandalwood scented in the northeast corner. Dozens of lamas were sitting cross-legged on thick animal skins, either chanting sutras or forming seals, with solemn expressions. Below them, a group of monks, a mixture of humans and demons, about 30% to 50%
A group of people were sitting around a table filled with wine and meat, drinking and having fun in a muffled voice.
Opposite the lama, there are rows of fully armored generals. Each of them is sitting upright with a sword. Occasionally, he will raise the wine glass on the table. After draining it, his eyes will shoot out a biting light. Below them, there are some counselor-like paintings.
People, wearing leather jackets or thin shirts, took objects from the hands of the sergeants who trotted in with their heads lowered from time to time, and then gathered around a huge painted map, constantly marking and recording.
Directly above the big tent, there is a one-meter-high round platform. On the round platform, there are tables on all sides. On the far left, sitting an old Taoist priest with a kind-faced face and a pleasant smile, it is Xuan Huazi of the Quanzhen Sect.
; Next to Xuanhuazi was the third prince Bacuoheda who had not been masked by Wuxu for a long time. He was wearing a heavy and cumbersome dress.
He was wearing palace clothes, but there was no trace of royal dignity. He was chatting and laughing with another young man in a robe next to him. The other young man smiled at Bacuo Heda, but from time to time he spoke with confidence and
With resolute eyes, he looked around below, and there was a hint of elegance in his movements.
When the young man saw the lama on the far right who was wearing purple robes and remained silent, neither eating nor drinking, he asked, "Brother Dorje, why are you so frowning?"
The lama with a melancholy face bowed slightly and said, "Brother Fengsheng, Dorje heard that junior brother Huiming was defending Yanziji for the rebels in the south. Junior brother Huiming devoted himself to the Buddha, and that day he attended the ceremony with me and other practitioners at Tianyuan Yansheng Temple.
, I didn’t expect that there was no news after we said goodbye that day, but now when we meet again, we are holding weapons.”
This is exactly Wang Baobao and Duoji.
It turned out that Dorji heard the lama who returned from defeat told that Wuxu was in Yanziji, so he took the initiative to enter the account and asked Wang Baobao for the task of attacking Yanziji. Unexpectedly, after sitting in the big tent for a while, he heard what Wang Baobao and others said,
I also saw the counselor below me busy working on the map, knowing that the war was about to break out. When I met Wuxu again, it would probably be a life and death fight. Even after years of hard training, I couldn't help but feel sad in my heart.
Wang Baobao received the initiation and blessing from all the Buddhas of Lamaism and became a real person. Later, in order to consolidate his realm, he also meditated in Tianyuan Yansheng Temple for a period of time. Therefore, the relationship between Pasiba, Dorje and others and Wuxu is also related.
As I understand it, seeing Dorje like this at this moment, he was about to speak.
Next to him, the third prince Baltsoda pouted, "Master Huiming, as the elder of our sect who promotes Dharma, went to Zhu Yuanzhang and turned against him. He is so rebellious and will be cut into pieces by a thousand swords and thrown into the Abi Hell forever. Why should Master Duoji never forget it?"
Woolen cloth?"
But I saw Duoji raising his eyebrows and glaring angrily, the monk's robes moving without any wind, "There is no need for others to comment on the affairs of our religion."
Seeing that Duoji was angry, Wang Baobao hurriedly said to the third prince, "Third prince, please be careful. Today, Junior Brother Huiming is still the Dharma-promoting elder of our sect. Panchen Lama, Phagpa, and Qiangpa Mule, the two national teachers, have never
Order him to be excommunicated."
Baltsoda hurriedly laughed and said, "Xiao Wang drank too much and was talking nonsense for a while. I hope Master Dorji and Commander Timur will forgive me."
Dorji saw Baltsoda laughing non-stop, his eyes twinkling, and he was about to speak again.
Suddenly, a sergeant loudly reported outside the tent that another enemy spy had been captured from the front. Wang Baobao immediately ordered him to be brought up.
I saw a woman with a yellow face being dragged in limply. Wang Baobao took a closer look and couldn't help but let out a sigh. He took off the restraints on her body and ordered the sergeant to send her to a nearby tent for safekeeping.
Xuan Huazi, who had been silent at the side before, smiled and said, "It's just a poor man's eyesight. It turns out that the commander-in-chief is also a compassionate person."
Wang Baobao smiled slightly, looked at the woman who was helped out of the tent, and said, "If I admit my mistake correctly, this woman's name is Zhao Tong. She was previously a dancer under the old master Basiba. Senior Brother Huiming and
There are also many people taking care of them."
Before he finished speaking, Duoji beside him had already stood up and walked out of the tent.
..
Twenty meters away from the big tent where Wang Baobao and others were, there was a side tent, which Wang Baobao used for meditation. There was a soft couch, an oil lamp, and nothing else. At this moment, inside the side tent,
, Duoji sat silently on the soft couch, facing the unconscious Zhao Tong in front of him. His right palm, which was originally facing up in front of his chest, slowly curled up, leaving only his index finger standing upright.
Zhao Tong, who was lying on the soft couch, slowly floated up to Duoji. Duoji turned his wrist and placed his index finger on Zhao Tong's forehead. Zhao Tong's face showed pain, and there was a faint light on his forehead.
flash.
After a while, Zhao Tong groaned, Duoji immediately retracted his finger, Zhao Tongfu collapsed on the soft couch again, and fell into a deep sleep.
In the hazy state, Zhao Tong felt weak all over, and watched helplessly as he was being lifted onto the horse's back. The two masters Jingsong tried desperately to rush over, but they were surrounded by two lamas and several monks.
After we met, the two masters Jingsong were covered in blood and roaring. They were on horseback, but they were walking further and further away. The figures of the two masters gradually became blurred, and their hoarse voices gradually became inaudible... Finally
, I couldn’t hold my eyes open, so I closed my eyes and fell asleep...
Suddenly, a finger, like a pillar of strength, flew into his mind, emitting red light like a scorching sun. He was like a naked child with nowhere to hide, screaming, but even his voice was gone.
Being sucked in by this finger. Finally, I couldn't help the ubiquitous scorching heat. When I was about to faint from the pain, the finger slowly withdrew...
After the scorching heat, another wave of coolness slipped from his mouth into his stomach. Zhao Tong felt completely refreshed and happy both physically and mentally. He couldn't help but activate the Little Luo Pa Xuan Gong he had learned from Grandma Liu when he was a child.
Over and over again. The person who had just fed him something refreshing was also tapping his heavenly spirit and the upper and lower parts of his Yin Chakra with his gentle palms.
Zhao Tong felt numb and anxious, anxious and ashamed. He was about to shout loudly to stop, but suddenly he felt a stream of Yin air rising from the bottom of his abdomen and going straight to the top of his head. With a bang, Zhao Tong felt as if the top of his head was cracking.
Open, there is something in there
A mysterious feeling fell from the sky. In a daze, Zhao Tong looked up at the sky and saw a pitch black sky. A woman in white with a blurry face was sitting on a bed made of countless pale skulls, looking at him with a half-smile.
Zhao Tong vaguely heard the pearl above his head given to him by Wuxu making a crisp and fine sound, and then shattered into powder. He was so anxious that he shouted "Wuxu" in his mind, and then completely passed out.
..
After going to Xiaguan, Wuxu followed Lu Zhongheng and Guo Ying to inspect various fortresses. He returned to the tent uneasily, but saw that the face of Master Xingkong beside him suddenly changed. Just as he was about to ask, he heard the loud voice of the sergeant outside.
Urgent report: the two masters who had crossed the river to explore earlier were injured and returned.
Wuxu was the first to rush out, and only saw two masters, Yuan and Jingsong. Their monk clothes were stained with blood and their faces were pale. They were sitting cross-legged outside the big tent, obviously doing exercises to heal their injuries. When Wuxu came out, he saw Yuan.
He opened his eyes and said apologetically, "Donor Zhao was captured by the Yuan army at Phoenix Mountain." After saying that, he turned aside and fell to the ground.
Realizing this, he immediately flew out of the military camp, swept across the Yangtze River, and headed for the other side.
As the saying goes
Generals always go to the battlefield, but who knows that the phoenix will fall into the enemy's tent?
Who knows how long the love between children can last? A bed of skeletons in a dream.