Unexpectedly, Instructor Miaohua is indeed a genius. Not only is he proficient in Shaolin martial arts, he is also very accomplished in Buddhism. After he negotiated with the lamas enthusiastically and without sacrificing Buddhist etiquette, he actually achieved good results.
After Huizong Temple knew that they were just passing by and did not plan to stay there for a long time, the great lama opened his mouth and actually invited a thousand officers and soldiers from the mercenary group to station in the temple, and also provided food and drink.
Zhou Wen originally murmured in his heart, fearing that the temple was too small and could not accommodate so many people.
Only after he took a few officers to inspect the temple did he realize that he was a frog in the well.
You must know that Huizong Temple was built by Emperor Kangxi in order to stabilize the dominance of the Qing Dynasty on the grassland. It was later expanded several times, so how could it be so small in scale?
Huizong Temple alone covers an area of 276 acres, and has a screen wall, a large mountain gate, a bell and drum tower, a hall of heavenly kings, a Buddhist scripture building, ten Buddhist warehouses, five official warehouses, etc.
The main hall is 15 meters high, with double eaves and mountain style. The roof of the hall is covered with blue glazed tiles and looks like a rolling dragon ridge.
Although it was getting late now, Zhou Wen could still see the various main halls of the temple stacked on top of each other in an orderly manner. The various Buddha statues in the halls had different expressions, and the interior decoration was magnificent and dazzling.
Zhou Wen's first intuition was not how grand and vast the temple was, but how rich it was, really rich, or extremely rich.
You know, Tibetan Buddhism does not have many believers on the grasslands, and it has been passed down from generation to generation for hundreds of years. How come there are so few offerings from the princes and nobles? Look at those gold-plated Buddha statues and the gems embedded in the Buddha statues.
Especially the oil lamp hanging on the roller pillar, the lampshade and base are all gold-plated, which makes people's eyes gleam.
Of course, Zhou Wen and others just looked at each other and clicked their tongues, and did not have any wrong thoughts. But he knew that the magnificent decorations of Huizong Temple and the wealth accumulated over hundreds of years would become more and more important in the next ten years.
How could it survive the war? In the end, it was just a passing smoke. I don’t know who got the advantage in the end.
With so many buildings and such a large area, even the few empty official warehouses outside Huizong Temple are more than enough to station thousands of mercenary regiments.
After seeing Miaohua being surrounded by hospitable lamas entering the temple to exchange scriptures, Zhou Wen knew that this time he was in the favor of senior brother Miaohua.
When the officers and soldiers settled down, they found that the temple had mobilized many herdsmen and young lamas to bring a lot of sheep, food and horse feed. People who said they were in charge of food and drink were not just polite words, but it seemed that they really wanted to entertain them.
Mercenary group.
Duolun City is divided into two urban areas, north and south, by a tributary of the Luan River. The north bank is the religious residence of Huizong Temple and its affiliated temples. Generally, no ordinary people live there. The south bank is the residential area and commercial area, where thousands of businesses are located.
South Bank.
At this time, after a long journey and a big battle, the mercenary group was finally out of danger, and the brothers could take a breather.
So, they lit a bonfire on the river bank and paid the herdsmen to help kill sheep and make tea. Kumiss and various foods were also constantly delivered from Nancheng District, and the brothers finally had a good meal.
But Zhou Wen had no time to spare at this time. He had to contact local government officials. After understanding the surrounding situation, he had to report the situation to his family as soon as possible. At the same time, he also had to get in touch with General Song Mingyuan. After all, this place was nominally his.
He took over a city without saying a word. At least he had to say hello to his master. Besides, there were thousands of captives to deal with. He had neither time nor interest.
There is a county magistrate in Duolun City, but now, Zhou Wen spent a lot of effort to find the county magistrate in the prison.
The county's most powerful leader was actually imprisoned in the county jail. This was a bit mysterious, but when Zhou Wen saw the county magistrate who had been tortured to pieces, he realized that in the prairie
Above all, power has little to do with the size of the official position, but has something to do with the size of the fist.
Who had the biggest fist in the city before was, of course, the bandit leader Liu Guitang.
It turned out that after General Song Mingyuan led the entire army to the front line of the Great Wall, only a few supplementary regiments and security regiments were left behind. Their numbers and combat effectiveness were limited, so they could only shrink to Zhangjiakou to protect their base. Duolun's strategic location was very important, so no troops were sent.
The garrison is likely to affect the security of Zhangjiakou.
So as a last resort, General Song sent Liu Guitang's troops, who had recently defected to him, to garrison in Duolun. On the one hand, he was taking the opportunity to win over Liu Guitang. After all, he was also a powerful force with thousands of people. If he didn't give him a little sweetness, others wouldn't be able to do it completely.
Affiliation isn’t it?
Another thing is that he also knows what kind of people Liu Guitang is. If some people have a bandit attack, releasing them to Duolun on the grassland can reduce some of the impact and losses, right?
He did not expect that the gangster attack was not just a few people, but everyone from Liu Guitang down.
Ever since Liu Guitang arrived in Duolun, he had behaved well for a while. However, when he discovered that several counties around Duolun did not have regular garrisons, at most they were some local security forces, and their numbers and combat effectiveness were not worth mentioning,
I started to have weird thoughts.
Liu Guitang's biggest dream has always been not to serve as a high-ranking official, but to become a local emperor who has no regard for heaven and earth.
You can be free and go your own way. You can grab the wealth of any house you like, and you can sleep with the eldest daughter or daughter-in-law of whichever house you like. This kind of life of a local emperor is called refreshing and happy.
But the premise of all this is that he has to have a large enough territory where he can do whatever he wants.
I struggled in Lunan for several years, but was driven away by Han Fuqi, and after struggling in Rehe for several months, I was eventually kicked away.
Now, who else in Chahar can restrain him?
General Song Mingyuan's troops went to fight the Japanese desperately.
Hehe, he himself knows how powerful the Japanese are.
Not to mention their airplanes, iron tortoises (tanks), and powerful cannons, but also their cavalry, those tall horses, those equipments that are armed to the teeth, and those good swords that are so bright that people’s hearts tremble. If they come to the prairie, then
It is the existence that sweeps across everything.
Only people whose heads are crushed by door panels would think of fighting the Japanese. Isn’t that because the old man hanged himself because he is impatient with life?
Therefore, he believed that it was unlikely that General Song Mingyuan would be able to come back with all his men intact.
So, isn’t the entire Chahar our own territory?
It was really hard to find anything, but it took no effort at all. Liu Heiqi, who co-wrote it, finally had his luck.