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Chapter 166 Retreat, retreat...

Yun Zhao returned to Lantian City and went to the Meidaizhao Temple where the Great Lama Morgen presided over the reconstruction. The Chinese name of Meidaizhao is Lingjue Temple.

The city of this temple is where Aletan Khan, the head of Mongolia's Tumote tribe, was named the king of Shunyi, and the city temple was built on the Tumo River.

The first city temple built in the third year of Wanli, the imperial court gave the name a blessing city.

Uszang Maidari Hutuktu came here to preach in the thirty-fourth year of Wanli, so it is also called Maidari Temple, Maidali Temple or Meidaizhao.

The entire temple is magnificent, with tall walls guarding it indestructible, and the main hall is magnificent and magnificent, which makes a heart of reverence.

The main hall enshrines Sakyamuni. The murals in the main hall are from the waist line to the ceiling. The scene is magnificent and the composition is full. You need to look up to see it.

In the middle of the north wall, there is a giant statue of Sakyamuni, and the background is painted with the story of Sakyamuni’s Buddhist stories, such as the prince visiting the four gates, shaved the family, subdued the witch, and became a Buddha. The shape is accurate and vivid, and full of human interest .

On the lower wall are the Four Heavenly Kings, Fuhu Arhats, and Budai monks. The east mural has the story of enlightenment by Master Tsongkhapa, the founder of the Yellow Sect, and the lower wall is the guardian gods of the Lamaism such as Mahakala and Qiaoerji King Kong and Bha** Harmon.

Over the years, the murals on the walls are somewhat outdated. This time, the Great Lama Morgen rebuilt the Meidaizhao, using only three hundred catties of gold.

For this place, Yun Zhao devoted great efforts, and many master craftsmen who built Buddhist temples almost came from Guanzhong.

So far, this magnificent building that is half-Tibet and half-Han was built.

On the night that Qian Shaoshao washed the naturalization city in blood, the whole naturalization city was bloody, but this Meidaizhao was unscathed.

Not only that, that night, Qian Shaoshao even sent an envoy to apologize to the living Buddha in the temple, and also sent troops to protect the temple from mundane events.

Yun Zhao came to worship the Buddha this time, got off his horse at the gate of the mountain, and even personally dedicated the white Hada to all the gods of Mei Daizhao.

After bowing down to the seated statue of Sakyamuni, Yun Zhao donated five hundred taels of gold to the temple, a tin rod with nine rings in gold, 500 catties of butter, 500 pieces of monk clothes, and 500 pairs of cloth shoes.

Then he listened to the "Dabaoji Sutra" taught by Daragon Living Buddha at the Daxiong Hall.

After praying to the Buddha again, Daragon Living Buddha invited Yun Zhao to drink butter tea together.

"The kingdom of God is the kingdom of God, what does the Venerable think?"

The Daragon Living Buddha dipped his fingers with butter tea in Yunzhao to pay tribute to the gods. After heaven and earth, he couldn't wait to say.

Yun Zhao said solemnly: "The place where the Buddha's light shines is naturally the kingdom of God. It is the proper meaning for the people of the secular world to worship the gods and recite the Buddha. However, since they have not yet become a Buddha, then this stinky skin will also be under the management of the secular world.

In other words, the gods and buddhas belong to the gods and the buddhas, and the mundane to the mundane. Does the lama think so? "

Daragon smiled and said: "The kingdom of God is not contaminated with dust, does the Venerable think so?"

Yun Zhao smiled and said: "The temple is pure land, and the outside of the temple is regarded as duny."

Daragon said again: "Preaching the scriptures and preaching is my wish, and the Venerable should open the door of convenience."

Yun Zhao smiled and said, "Snow plateaus and grasslands and deserts should be full of Buddhist sounds."

Daragon frowned and said, "So, my Buddha stopped to the north of the Great Wall?"

Yun Zhao put his hands together and said: "Yushan City has a fairy mountain with a human being, and there are countless believers. It has been a long time waiting for the Living Buddha to preach."

Daragon nodded with satisfaction, and said: "The blood is flowing on the snowy plateau nowadays, and all kinds of horrors make the believers at a loss. Can the Venerable protect my Gelugpa?"

Yun Zhao smiled and said: "If the Gelugpa Venerable only confines the power of the Buddha to the temple, Yun Zhao dare not listen?"

Daragon frowned and said, "Buddha is immortal and immortal."

Yun Zhao arched his hands and said: "The Tibetan Buddha said that **** is not empty, and he swears that he will not become a Buddha. The Buddha has compassion on the suffering and ignorance of the world. He has issued a great aspiration to save the common people. The dispute made the Buddha lose his home."

Dalagon leaned forward and looked at Yun Zhao and said, "Does the Lord have aspirations?"

Yun Zhao sat up straight and said, "After I dominate the world, I will conclude with the Living Buddha."

Daragon also sat up straight and closed his eyes and said: "It's really too early, and Morgen doesn't know what he saw in the void, and he actually put his mantle in this Lantian city.

This is the Great Conditioning Law, and the Venerable should respect it and cherish it. "

Yun Zhao put his hands together and smiled: "This is natural."

The Living Buddha of Dalagon laughed loudly and invited Yun Zhao to drink butter tea.

Yun Zhao stayed in Meidaizhao for a whole day and night, and had a good chat with the Living Buddha of Dalagon, and only left at dawn the next day.

After leaving the Meidaizhao, Yun Zhao looked back at this magnificent temple with mountains and waters and said to Chang Guoyu who was beside him: "The Three Niangs of Guihua City are of immense merit. She should be the experience of the world, and she should be a Buddha."

Chang Guoyu bowed and said, "Shaping the golden body for the latecomers to read."

Yun Zhao nodded, stepped on his horse, and looked at the tall temple city and said to Chang Guoyu: "As I said, the power of God can only be displayed in the temple."

Chang Guoyu said in a puzzled way: "The divine power will conflict with our laws sooner or later. Why doesn't the county prince clear it from the beginning?"

Yun Zhao sang them and said in one breath: "If we still want to be ambitious towards Ustizang, Mongolia, and Liaodong tribes, we can only respect them as gods.

This piece of land is too big...We can't control it with our existing manpower. Even if we can barely control it, there will be wars and chaos. There is no way.

Guoyu, since we think of ourselves as the successors of the Ming Dynasty, then we need a territory that is complete or even beyond the boundaries of the Ming Dynasty.

Since ancient times, land has always been a pain in my Han people's heart. For the land, we conquered each other. For the land, the people did not hesitate to expose and rebel. For the land, countless people would rather call the poison and keep their own land in the company of tigers. .

Since their fundamental aspiration is land, we will lay a large territory for the people so that they can live and produce freely.

The Buddha in the hearts of Usi Tibetans, Mongolians, and Liaodong people has stepped out of the temple and became the Buddha in these people's hearts. Since the general trend is irresistible, we can only follow the trend.

Limit the Buddha's ruling area, and limit what the Buddha can and cannot do. By managing these living Buddhas and lamas, we will rule areas beyond our reach.

Leave these issues to our children and grandchildren to deal with, I think, when the communication between the extreme north and extreme south is a matter of breathing, then it will not be too late to talk about real dominance.

Now, we need these lamas, and these lamas also know that we need him, so the Great Lama Morgen will come to Lantian City to preach the Dharma.

They don't care who the ruler is, they just support whoever can support them in spreading their Dharma.

Of course, under the premise of ensuring the interests of their group of vested interests.

What was the result of the battle of Zhangjiakou? "

Chang Guoyu hurriedly reported: "We are still in the fierce battle. Judging from the current situation, we have not taken much advantage. However, Lu Xiangsheng desperately rescued the captives and is slowly returning south. Li Dingguo burned Yue. Most of the support army had food, and the headquarters suffered heavy losses, more than 800 people, only less than 200 people returned."

"Is Battelle alive?"

"Alive, but also dying. Qian Shao Shao made Xu Wu want to stare at Battelle. Maybe tomorrow, there will be bad news."

"Has Gao Jie's department reached the preset position?"

"It has been two days since they arrived. They are waiting for the 20,000 horses of Gurusyabu, Ombuhuchuer, and Gengger in Bailongdui."

Yun Zhao let out a sigh of relief: "I hope Gao Jie, Yunjuan's three thousand people, and Yunyang's three thousand people can keep all these **** Mongolian princes in Bailongdui."

Chang Guoyu smiled and said, "We don't think there will be any problems."

Yun Zhao glanced at Chang Guoyu and said, "Don't be arrogant, you can say this after the fight."

Chang Guoyu pointed to Lantian City Road not far away: "We are empty here."

Yun Zhao smiled and said: "There are 120,000 Han people, how can this be regarded as an empty city? After cleaning up those Mongolian princes, we will have more people out of the West Exit, farming here, grazing here, if the Han people here With a population of more than 5 million, I dare to push the front to Beihai. If the Han family here has a population of more than 10 million, I can push the front to the horizon..."

The fighting in Zhangjiakou is still fierce.

The two armies have a very well-organized battle. The well-organized battle shows that the two sides are evenly matched. However, as the generals such as Yue Tuo and Du Du became more and more familiar with heat weapon combat, the victory of the balance began to flood Man Qing.

The artillery sent one after another into the walled city, and countless rockets also flew into the walled city. The explosion of guns in the walled city fully demonstrated the intensity of the war.

Li Dingguo was lying on one hospital bed, and Zhang Guofeng was lying on the other. Looking behind him, there were hundreds of hospital beds...

"This time I lost my boss..."

Li Dingguo wanted to sit up, but the blunt injury on his waist made him scream and lie down again.

Zhang Guofeng's head was wrapped in gauze, only one mouth and one pair of eyes were exposed, and he groaned feebly: "I almost couldn't get out. At that time, I saw you bumping into the south wall with the big guy. I thought you had lost your mind. Next time, can you tell me in advance that someone will answer it?"

Li Dingguo chuckled and said, "Leading your subordinates to survive from desperation is something the Lord will do. At this time, you, the deputy general, will talk less and worship more."

Zhang Guofeng whispered: "Six hundred and eleven people died in the battle."

Li Dingguo spit in the sky and said, "I said it a long time ago, fight with me, live to enjoy the glory and wealth, and die, count him leeward.

Hey, there were more people who died in the past. It seems that you have never regarded it as the same thing. How come you can't stand the death of your own people in battle now? "

Zhang Guofeng looked at his subordinates who were also lying on the hospital bed and sighed, "This is different from the past."

Li Dingguo nodded, listened to the sound of the artillery for a while, and said to Zhang Guozhu: "Qian Shaoshao has a dark heart, this is purely exchanging the lives of the Mongols for the lives of slaves."

Zhang Guofeng looked around, seeing other wounded soldiers far away from them, and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense."

Li Dingguo Road: "Why are you talking nonsense? When answering us, sixty-four cannons fired together, bombing bombs, chain bombs, and shotgun bombs without money. The bombed Jiannu saw us running away and dared not chase them. I was still frightened at that scene.

Listen to the sound of artillery supporting the Mongols, sparsely like war horse dung, one by one.

Not only did Qian Shao Shao want to consume the lives of the Mongols and Jian slaves, but he couldn't even afford to spend more money.

Does this indicate that Zhang Guozhu's gang has prepared Lantian City's new army? "

Zhang Guofeng covered his ears and pretended not to hear.

Li Dingguo pulled away Zhang Guofeng's hands covering his ears and said, "You said, Gao Jie, Yun Juan, and Yun Yang who came with Yun Zhao, where are they?"

Zhang Guofeng said dullly: "My position is not qualified to know such high-level military secrets."

Li Dingguo took out a rolled cigarette and lit it on his mouth, and spit out a puff of light blue smoke, saying: "Fool, people are fighting for help. It's really easy to calculate."

Zhang Guofeng sat up abruptly and said, "The county lord is plotting Dorgon?"

Li Dingguo chuckled and said, "Plotting for Dorgon? Lantian City’s city defense was prepared for Dorgon. Those foolish Meng Baqis who were eager to serve, thought that Yuetuo was here, plus their 20,000 people, to come to Lantian City. Just take credit for it.

This time, hehe, I'm afraid they will all be folded here.

Yun Zhao is really good at calculating. First cut off Jiannu's wings, and then leave the hard bones of Lantian City to Jiannu to chew. When the time comes, if Jiannu dies, one will be missing. For their population, Yun Zhao is even considered to be. Change one by one and make a lot of money.

When Lantian City completely gains a foothold, hahaha, Xuanfu and Datong will become Yun Zhao's fruit. He can eat whatever he wants.

Guofeng, it is not too difficult to make contributions to people like Yun Zhao, even if they are in history.

It's too dangerous.

Do you remember the appearance of our two brothers being slammed into the city of Chang'an? What a **** thing is being manipulated by others.

As long as I think of the fat lady splashing me with bath water, I feel sick now! "

Zhang Guofeng smiled and said, "If our brothers abide by discipline and law, don't we end up? People who think too much will be unlucky. If you follow Yun Zhaomeng's head, you will surely end well."

"Why are you so sure?"

Zhang Guofeng put his hands on the back of his head and said leisurely: "Yushan Academy!"

Li Dingguo thought for a moment and said, "Indeed, Yushan Academy is our last security guarantee."

Zhang Guofeng smiled and said, "It is a guarantee for the safety of all of us."

Li Dingguo and Zhang Guofeng have security guarantees, but Battelle does not have such security guarantees. When he led the Mongolian cavalry to fight to the death with Jian slaves in the walled city, no place was safe.

Fortunately, there are more than a dozen han dynasties beside him fighting side by side with him, especially the scholar with a marijuana-faced face, who seems gentle and gentle. After going on the battlefield, Battelle discovered that this one is the one. A connoisseur of murder.

Seeing his long knife wiped lightly from the neck of a white armored soldier, it didn't seem to hurt much. The white armored soldier's hammer was obviously less than a foot away from Xu Wu's waist and ribs, but he couldn't help it. Swing the hammer to do more damage to this guy.

When the hand guns are fighting within ten paces, there are almost a hundred shots. These Han people especially like to bombard their heads with iron sand. As long as the hand guns rang, there will always be one or more Jianzhou people covering their faces and falling to the ground, struggling, and then crawling. When I got up, the facial features on my head were in a mess.

This made Battelle strongly believe that Xu Wu's face might have been bombarded by hand guns.

Xu Wu wanted to move on, but Battelle could only keep up, and those Jian slaves always thought that he was taller than Xu Wuxiang who was short, and the most powerful warrior always chose to get rid of him first.

Just received the battle report, Li Dingguo’s small group of cavalry has destroyed most of the food and grass in Yuetuo camp, and Lu Xiangsheng’s army has also completed the military affairs of rescuing slaves. Only the Mongolian army under his command is still struggling outside Yuetuo camp. Combat.

This made him feel a strong sense of shame. The military orders Qian Shaoshao sent were harsher each time, and the wording was also ugly.

Seeing the Mongolian warriors die one by one, Batt's heart was twisted, biting heavily on the neck of a Jian slave who was hugging him, tearing it hard, and tearing off a large piece of flesh. He did not chew, but swallowed it. , Throwing aside the half-dead Jian slave, opened his **** mouth and shouted: "Do it again!"

Xu Wu wanted to see Battelle being as mighty as a **** in the rebellion, and killing from left to right like a **** descending, he shouted: "The general is mighty!"

Soon more people were yelling "General mighty!" His personal bravery for a moment has actually greatly improved the courage of the Mongols in fighting.

Standing on a high platform, Yue Tuo witnessed Battelle's brave appearance, and said to the scarred Du Du: "This Mongol is fighting for Yunzhao with his life, get rid of him."

Du Du glanced at veteran Vogu, who smiled and said, "I will go back."

After that, he left the high platform with a mace.

A cannonball exploded near the high platform, Yue Tuo waved his sleeves and swept away the gunpowder smoke. Immediately, another cannonball exploded at the root of the high platform, and the wooden high platform shook. Du Du said to Yue Tuo: "Let’s go. It's not stable here."

Yue Tuo smiled and said to Du Du: "Why, the soul was bombarded by a cannon?"

Du Du blushed, shook his head and said: "The power of artillery cannot be resisted by flesh and blood. Especially this kind of bomb that can explode is very powerful in a chaotic army.

We don't have cannons, and we suffer too much. After returning, I must explain the importance of cannons to your majesty.

I was sparsely populated in Qing Dynasty, and even if I caught savages from the Black Forest, I couldn't make ends meet under this style of play. "

Yue Tuo nodded slowly, thinking that Du Du was right. He hadn't seen the power of cannons, but it was the first time he had seen such a convenient and powerful cannon like Lantian County.

As Du Du said, when the two armies began to confront each other and only began to compete for population, the Qing Dynasty was at an absolute disadvantage.

Fan Wencheng, who hadn't spoken for a long time, had eyelids throbbing, and he always felt that his back was whizzing.

Can't help but say: "Two Baylors, Yun Zhao continues to fight with us, can he take advantage of it?"

Du Du sneered and said: "At most, it is a matter of killing one thousand enemies and self-defeating three thousand."

Fan Wencheng sighed and said: "It would be fine if we exchanged with those black soldiers in Lantian, but now it is the Mongolians who exchanged with us.

When we were in the Central Plains, we drove the Mongols to exchange children with Lu Xiangsheng, Hong Chengchou, Sun Chuanting and others. In the end, our servant army was exhausted.

Now, Feng Shui turns, and Yun Zhao has begun to exchange the lives of the Mongols for the lives of my Qing soldiers.

Yun Zhao's intentions are so poisonous, even if all these Mongols died in battle, as long as he achieves his goal of depleting our military power, he will win anyway.

The two Baylors, it's time to consider how to end the war. "

Yue Tuo smiled bitterly: "We are being targeted by the evil dog. We can't get rid of it. We will suffer even more if we leave the camp.

I can only wait for Dorgon to arrive here, and then do it again. "

Fan Wencheng's face suddenly turned pale, and he stammered: "The reason why Yun Zhao bit us like a mad dog, is it because he wants to ambush Prince Shuorui?"

As soon as Fan Wencheng said this, Yue Tuo and Du Du both laughed, and seemed in no mood to explain the joints to him. Seeing that the blue sky army's artillery fire seemed to be more intense, and there was a tendency to extend, they hurried down. high tower.

Battelle’s long knife was slashed down like a bolt, but it was blocked by a mace. A veteran in heavy armor appeared in front of him. The veteran just came out, and the surrounding Jianzhou people gave way. A clearing.

When Battelle looked back, he found that Xu Wu wanted to wait for a bunch of Han people to also learn to build slaves, and gave him a place to fight with the veteran who looked lean and looked like a cast of iron on the other side.

The veteran Vogu sneered, dragging the huge mace step by step towards Battle, and Batel reluctantly backed up, holding a long knife and slowly approaching Vogu.

Xu Wu wanted to see that the people outside the small circle seemed to have stopped, so he brandished a knife and rushed to the nearest slave, and when he was not prepared, he cut the knife on this guy's shoulder.

The injured Jiannu yelled and fell to the ground, griefing Xu Wuxiang with his fingers. He wanted to fight back but was helpless. The rest of Jiannu was furious and rushed towards Xu Wuxiang.

"boom!"

The two hand guns were sent together, and the Jian slaves who rushed over flew away. As a result, more Jian slaves rushed over, and the battlefield began to operate normally again.

Old Vogu’s mace sinks vigorously, and every blow makes Batel unavoidable. He can only swing the knife hard. After a few sticks, the 100-refined steel knife produced in Lantian County in Batt’s hand is finally overwhelmed and broken. .

Battelle’s forehead has been shattered, blood ticking, ticking down his fingers, he looked around, and wanted to have someone help him, but found that everyone was in a hard fight, and there was no one. Idle.

Old Vogu grinned and said, "Go to hell!"

The talking giant mace hit his head once again, Batel dodges, trying to take advantage of the emptiness in Vogu's arms to entangle him, but he does not prevent the old Vogu raising a foot and stomping him heavily. Face.

Battelle screamed, and two teeth flew out with blood. Before his body stood firm, his neck was tightly strangled by an arm, and then Old Vogu breathed in his ears with a smell of rust. When he appeared, Battelle wanted to break free of this arm, no matter how he kicked it, it was of no avail.

Just when he was about to lose his senses, a voice seemed to come from a distant place: "It's not good, the general died in battle, revenge for the general!"

A large group of bright flames appeared in front of him, and immediately there was severe pain on his face, not only his face, but also his eyes, nose, mouth... His whole head was hurting, like The head has been shattered.

The arm that was squeezed around his neck also lost its strength, and Battel swayed free from the restraints, opened his mouth to speak, but could only make a "hissing" sound like a viper. He tried to open his eyes, but his eyes were completely dark...

It was Xu Wu who wanted to shoot him. Battelle was very sure. At this moment, he felt anxious about Xu Wu. He opened his arms and lunged in the direction where Xu Wu wanted to shoot, but he was hugged by a pair of familiar arms. , Old Vogu, who also lost his facial features, hugged his life and death enemy tightly, opened his broken mouth and skillfully bit on Battelle's neck.

Battle's hands clung to Old Vogu's head tightly, and two thick thumbs stuck into Old Vogu's eye sockets.

Old Vogu bit through Battelle’s blood vessel and swallowed his blood dumbly. Battelle’s thumb was deeply inserted into the old Vogu’s eye socket~www.wuxiahere.com~ squeezed out the remaining rotten eyeballs and penetrated into the brain... …

The two hugged so tightly, until they lost their breath, they still hugged and stood in the middle of the battlefield, and more corpses fell around them.

"General--"

Xu Wu wanted to rush forward and wanted to take back Battelle's corpse. At this time, some slave-builders also rushed forward and wanted to take back Old Vogu's body.

No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't separate the two.

The fire blasts in Xu Wuxiang's hand sounded again, and the slaves who were fighting with him for the corpse screamed and fell to the ground. The remaining Mongolian soldiers took the opportunity to lift the corpses of Battelle and the old Vogu back.

Another burst of violent artillery fire hit the battlefield, cutting off the path for the support of the Jiannu army. Xu Wuxiang rang the gong vigorously and yelled: "Retreat, retreat..."

A big chapter, it's boring to take it apart,

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