There is a new pagoda in the west of Changle County called "Yuhua Temple".
Even during the war years, Yuhua Temple was still very popular and worshiped continuously.
It was already the first day of July, the third day after Changle County was captured by the Jin army. After the situation stabilized a little, people immediately rushed to Yuhua Temple with their carriages and horses to seek spiritual comfort.
Although the masters always say that "all living beings are equal", depending on the amount of offerings, some people will always be more equal.
No, several "big brothers" were invited to a quiet place in the backyard, where they were served tea, soup and snacks to entertain them.
The kind-hearted Master Huizhao first talked about Buddha nature and Buddhist principles for a while. After seeing that everyone was absent-minded, he smiled slightly, stood up and left, leaving space for everyone.
There are a lot of temple fields near Yuhua Temple. Most of them were donated to the temple by local wealthy families. Most of them were farmland that had been abandoned for a long time. They couldn't cultivate it, so they simply gave it away as a favor.
In the beginning, all the monks in the temple had to work in the fields themselves. As the war deepened, some refugees appeared from time to time. After the temple gathered them, they settled them in the temple fields to farm and provide food and silk for the temple.
Most people would give the temple a small amount of attention and would not intrude too much. Over time, it became a stable place known far and wide, and more and more refugees came to seek help.
The masters are now freed from the hard days of farming by themselves. They chant sutras and worship Buddha every day. I don't know how comfortable they are.
But something is not good today.
A group of sergeants stationed themselves in the manor near the temple, forcing them to provide food and grass.
It was the first time for the mages to see such a naked soldier. They had no choice but to hand over five thousand bushels of corn and let them pick fruits and vegetables in the manor.
They are still here now.
When it was first dawn, they had already found a place in the wilderness and lined up. The shouts of death made the Yuhua Temple noisy and they could no longer worship the Buddha.
Master Huizhao climbed up to the pagoda and took a look from a distance.
The "gold" flag was flying high. Thousands of people were divided into several groups, holding long guns, and quickly stepped forward row after row to practice assassinating the straw man.
Judging from their ruthlessness, it seemed as if they really treated the straw man as the enemy who killed his father.
Another person was holding a walking bow and running quickly. He picked up the bow and nocked an arrow as he walked. Then with a "whoosh" sound, the arrow shot out of the air and hit the straw man dozens of steps away.
The whole process did not stop, but was shot while moving, which made Master Huizhao take a deep breath and be surprised.
He had seen the Wubao tribe members practicing.
They also have archers, but they often stand in a row and shoot arrows without moving.
And if you shoot still in place, you often can’t shoot accurately, let alone shooting without stopping while walking...
"No wonder, no wonder." Master Huizhao sighed secretly.
Changle County was not without soldiers, but it was captured in three days, two of which were spent on building siege equipment. Commander Wubao, who was ordered to transport grain to the city, mentioned that the Jin soldiers sent more than a thousand archers to the city, and all
With a volley of fire, the defenders at the top of the city were shot until they could no longer stand.
The Jin people also recruited hundreds of warriors to climb the city and attack it in one fell swoop.
He didn't believe it at first. He was shooting arrows from the top of the city. He was condescending and took advantage of him. How could he not be able to shoot you? But now it seems that it is somewhat possible.
The defenders did not have that many archers and their skills were not good enough. It was entirely possible that they would be defeated in the end.
The sound of drums sounded on the far post road.
Huizhao looked around and saw countless soldiers marching westward along both sides of Huan River.
The carts were on the outside, and the people were walking on the inside. In the middle was the river, and many boats were following closely upstream.
This was not the first group of people to travel westward.
In fact, a group of people set out on the road yesterday as vanguards. Huizhao was not a warrior and could not count accurately, but he estimated that there were still three to five thousand people.
Of course, it is impossible for tens of thousands of troops to set off and hit the road in droves.
Some people leave first, some leave later, some people have reached the next destination, and some people have not set off yet. This is all normal.
After watching it for two days, Huizhao felt that he had some understanding of the war and conquest, and learned a lot.
Ugh, sin, sin!
How can a Taoist be so concerned about war? It is really a sin - monks and Taoists are all "Taoists", and they can all call themselves "poor Taoists". There is no such thing as "poor monk".
Huizhao went down from the pagoda while reflecting on himself. After a while, he returned to his meditation room.
After sitting quietly for a while, he hesitated, and finally sighed and said to himself: "I can only be ashamed of Master Cheng."
"Master Cheng" refers to Buddha Tucheng, a great sage from India who traveled thousands of miles to China to preach and promote the Dharma.
Since the establishment of Taoism in the late Han Dynasty, there have been hundreds of pagodas in the world, and they have entered the homes of princes and nobles from the common people, and the momentum is very good.
For example, the Minhuai Prince Pagoda in Luoyang is exclusive to Tianjia.
It is really not easy to get to this point, but some people think it is not enough.
Fo Tucheng was eloquent, profound in Buddhist teachings, and ambitious. He wanted to open Buddhist temples throughout China. However, he went to Luoyang for several years and asked for help, but in the end he was unable to build a temple of his own.
I heard that he once went to Xuchang to visit Shao Xun, but he didn't even see him in person.
He went to see Empress Liang again, but to no avail.
In desperation, we crossed the river and headed north to develop in Hebei.
Huizhao had the honor to entertain him for half a month. He admired his Buddhist practice very much, sought his advice attentively, and respectfully called him "Master Cheng".
Master Cheng now went to Yecheng and heard that a Buddhist temple was built with the help of noble people.
In Huizhao's view, Master Cheng should have achieved his goal. From now on, he will worship the Buddha and promote the Dharma with all his heart. With his talents, he will be able to deeply root the Taoism in the land of Hebei.
But he seems not satisfied yet...
Huizhao didn't know what to say about this. This was playing with fire. Anyone who plays with fire will burn himself. He didn't dare to participate.
However, I still have some respect for Master Cheng in my heart.
Master Cheng will serve anyone who supports Buddhism and his Taoism, even at the risk of his own wealth and life.
To be honest, this is not much different from a scholar going out of his way to stake his family fortune on someone in the hope that he will dominate the world. It is just a gamble.
There was a sound of footsteps outside the hospital, and a moment later, someone walked in and said a few words in Huizhao's ear.
Huizhao waved his hand and asked people to leave.
Then he closed his eyes and sat silently for a long time.
The wealthy families in Changle County have decided to abandon Shi Le completely.
The battle was not over yet, and the situation was not yet clear. These people all decided to join Shao Xun, which was a decisive move.
I don't know how long it took, but Huizhao suddenly opened her eyes and let out a long breath.
He also made a decision.
Today I took all the monks, big and small, to the Jin military camp to inspect the soldiers and offer them some medicinal materials.
In a time of great strife, no one can stay out of it.
Master Cheng is too worried and may fail. In order to maintain the orthodoxy, he has to do something.
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Outside Anyang City, countless people fled in a hurry, dragging their families with them.
There is no doubt that this will affect morale.
But most of those who fled were Wubao commanders, relatives of the manor owner, and none of them were moved. After all, General Ji Baoji, who was responsible for guarding Anyang, had just collected a lot of food from them.
After collecting the money and food, the hostages will naturally be released.
But only these people can leave, and no one else is allowed to run.
Men go to the city to guard the city, and women wash clothes and cook. Each has its own assigned role.
The news coming from the south is getting worse and worse.
The enemy built a city in Changshagou. Although it has not yet been completed, it is still barely usable.
The day before yesterday (the first day of July), news came that thousands of enemy vanguards were marching northward to the outside of Dangyin City.
There were no soldiers in Dangyin, and the county magistrate fled in confusion. The hundreds of men who had been temporarily recruited dispersed in a hurry, allowing the people to easily occupy the city.
The enemy general named Yang Dan was so aggressive that after winning Dang Yin, he even wanted to come north to Anyang immediately.
Fortunately, yesterday, Zhao Lu led his army to attack a Jin grain transport team, killing three hundred escorting cavalry, more than a thousand infantry, and burning hundreds of grain carts, which somewhat curbed their arrogance.
Otherwise, it is estimated that they will be able to see Mr. Yang tonight - crossing the river from Dangyinbei to Anyang is only forty miles away.
The golden crow hung in the west, and the last ray of sunlight shone on the west city wall, blood red.
Ji Bao climbed to the top of the city and suddenly saw a group of cavalry retreating north.
This should be the last unit to retreat northward from Dangshui.
The overall morale was quite high. Everyone had the heads of Jin soldiers hanging under their saddles. It was obvious that they had won the battle.
But win, win, win, win every day, win to the end, but it still can't stop the sheep and Dan's family from going north.
After building the city in Changsha Valley, their next step was Anyang.
This is a ready-made city, which can store a large amount of supplies and use it as a basis to attack Yecheng.
Another sound of horse hooves came from the east.
Several scouts went straight to the city, handed the horses to the defenders inside the sheep and horse wall, and then climbed up to the top of the city in a hanging basket.
"Warlord, the vanguard of the Shao thieves is fifteen miles away," the scout reported.
"How many people are here?" Ji Bao asked.
"Thousands of people."
"I got it." Ji Bao waved his hand expressionlessly and asked him to go down and rest.
Thousands of people are just the vanguard of the vanguard. But no matter what, the Shao thieves traveled from east to west and were not far from Anyang. In a few days, a large group of people could enter Bo Anyang and completely surround the city.
It turned out to be faster than Li Zhong!
Ji Bao's heart was heavy. After landing at the top of the city, he summoned his staff and asked again about the situation of food and grass in the city.
This year there has been a heavy use of troops and there is not enough food and fodder. So far, Anyang City has only enough food and grass for more than a month. He managed to get this small amount of food, but Dahu did not give it to him at all, because he wanted to save as much food as possible in Yecheng.
Plenty of food and grass to help you hold on.
In other words, Anyang can just ask for his blessings, he can't take care of much.
The servants brought tea and rice, but Ji Bao had no appetite. After eating a little hastily, he thought for a long time, and finally called his general and said: "I will add a thousand troops to the Anyang Bridge in the north of the city. They must be guarded by me."
After the general left, Ji Bao took out his sword and wiped it casually.
In the middle of the night, the sound of horse hooves outside the city never stopped. Ji Bao got up to check, but couldn't see clearly.
After dawn, he climbed to the top of the city and saw that more than 3,000 horsemen had gathered in the east of the city.
Someone was holding a horse and pointing at the city in the distance.
Someone was riding on horseback, wandering around and observing the terrain.
By noon, more than 3,000 people arrived.
The first thing they did was to cut down trees, set up fences, and build a camp.
Ji Bao did not send anyone to fight, but just watched quietly.
On the fifth day of July, a large number of ships appeared on the Huanshui River.
Tens of thousands of horsemen were marching on both sides of the north and south banks of the Henan River. For a moment, chariots rattled and horses rustled, making the scene extremely grand.
That afternoon, a roar like a roaring mountain and a tsunami came from outside the city.
Ji Bao climbed to the top of the city again and saw the flag with the word "Shao" flying high on the high platform.
Countless soldiers were dispersed around Anyang like mercury pouring down the ground.
Four miles north of the city, at the Anyang Bridge area, a fire was already raging into the sky.
More than a thousand warriors wearing heavy armor and holding long swords crossed the trench wall and killed the 1,500 soldiers guarding the bridge.
The enemy cavalry also moved out.
They didn't seem to be soldiers under the rule of law, but a tribe of nobles, but they were extremely brave when fighting against the wind. They chased the defeated soldiers guarding the bridge and stabbed them repeatedly, with arrows raining down, and they killed these 1,500 people in an instant.
Killed them all.
Ji Bao is like falling into an ice cave.
In just half a day, Anyang Bridge was completely lost to the fire attack of Jin soldiers.
The escape route is cut off.
Chapter completed!