Chapter 306: Change of Mind
“The evil monks in the Western Regions possess all kinds of evil arts, and some of them are also good at cheating death. After finishing their wounds, they went to burn the temple down!”
As an evil country The eldest prince, Yu Dan is not as strong as Wu Chao, but Yu Dan is not lacking in knowledge.
The cheers of the cavalry only lasted for more than ten seconds, and Yu Dan began to issue the second order.
“Hmm?”
Lying behind the corpses piled up in the temple, Fozi made a slight sound and looked at Zhang Xuezhou lying behind.
He hoped that Zhang Xuezhou could translate the contents of the opponent's commander's orders, so that he could make accurate judgments.
As long as they are not suddenly attacked and killed, ambush is the method that Buddhists like to use.
But today, he had a vague feeling that the ambush had been discovered.
“They seem to be preparing to set fire!”
Zhang Xuezhou responded in a low voice.
His translation is short and straight to the answer.
Fozi instinctively sensed that what the other commander said was more than that, but when he heard the bright light of the torch outside the temple gate, he quickly shut his mouth.
"Your Highness, the Great Prince, these monks are burning corpses in the temple. There are at least seven or eight corpses piled up in the temple right now!"
"There is a morgue over there!"< br>
“These people are really evil monks!”
“They even burned the corpses!”
“Who doesn’t know that we Jiguo people and Dayuezhi people are willing to return to nature and die in the wilderness? Waiting for the corpse to decay slowly is the best destination for us. These people disturb the peace after death!"
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The soldiers will approach the temple on horseback, and their tall horses will look directly at the people inside the temple! everything.
Looking at the neatly arranged corpses and the large fire still burning, many people shouted out from time to time.
“Hmm?”
Fozi asked in a low voice.
“It’s too much to translate!”
Zhang Xuezhou responded in a low voice.
However, many soldiers who were preparing to set fire to the temple obviously took a fancy to the large burning fire. Compared with finding weeds to lay fire to burn the temple, it was obviously more convenient to directly take the burning wood from the fire.
The wooden fence door was kicked open with two feet, and a military attache with a silver crown on his head stepped into the temple.
He glanced at the people and corpses on the ground, then stretched out his bow and shot out an arrow.
The sound of an arrow hitting Najima's body came, and Zhang Xuezhou's body couldn't help but tremble.
“I’ll kill you even if I pretend to be dead!”
The military attaché snorted and then shot another arrow.
The arrow hit the old monk. The old monk groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood. His legs immediately twitched there, looking like he was struggling to death after being seriously injured by the arrow.
The military attache couldn't help but laugh when he saw this. He drew out a long knife from his waist and chopped it down. Then he started calling people to get wood from the fire to burn the temple.
The burning wood in the fire was thrown everywhere, and the flames began to spread in the temple.
"His Royal Highness..."
"The eldest prince?"
When the military attaché reported back, Fozi finally heard some important information.
His foreign language proficiency is also limited. If he does not use clear and precise narration, it will be difficult for the Buddha to understand the words of the people from the evil country.
But occasionally some words still fell into the ears of Buddha.
He did not understand what the military attaché reported later, but he undoubtedly understood the other party's title.
"This is the biggest high-ranking official we have ever met. The leader once said that I will have an opportunity when I come to the East, and this opportunity will probably fall on him!"
Fozi thought to himself.
Coming to the East with twelve Dharma protector monks, he experienced countless hardships along the way. The Buddha felt that an opportunity might have come now.
Located in the former territory of Da Yuezhi Kingdom, the eldest prince who could come here could only belong to the evil country.
This is the largest powerful country in Luzhou, Beiju. As the eldest prince of the country, Buddha thinks that the other party must be hiding something heavy.
That might be the opportunity he's looking for.
He paid no attention to the fires igniting everywhere in the temple, nor did he care about the flames burning on his body. He just kept counting down in his heart.
"Oh...oh!"
Fozi kept counting the cavalry who stepped into the ambush, and waited for the eldest prince to even take a step into the encirclement.
But the laughter from Najima broke the thoughts in his mind. When he glanced over, he saw Najma jumping up.
“Why are you tickling the soles of my feet!”
Najima shouted and looked at the direction where she raised her feet.
He only felt a few feathers flash in his eyes, and then disappeared again, leaving only the honest and reliable young man lying dry on the ground pretending to be dead.
This made his eyes widen.
But Najma's doubts ended in just a few seconds.
With the Buddha's shout, eighteen arm-thick wooden stakes flew out of the temple like crossbow arrows.
A wooden stake penetrated directly into the chest of a fierce country guard, causing instant disembowelment and death.
Some people were also hit hard on the head with wooden stakes, which left them completely unrecognizable in one blow.
“Kill!”
Najma shouted, raised the sword in her hand and slashed it.
The old monk climbed up expressionlessly, ignoring the arrow wounds and knife wounds on his body. He dragged his seriously injured body and shook the long-awaited magic weapon bell in his hand.
The crisp sound of the bells vibrated, causing many mounts to neigh in fear and forcefully break free from the control of the horse officials. Some mounts that lacked the control of their owners ran away.
Bhadra's demon-subduing pestle flew out and hit the military attache's head directly.
“There is an ambush!”
The military attache held up his long sword and blocked the Dragon Subduing Stake with one strike, but it was difficult to block the sneak attack of the Demonic Pestle.
The silver crown on his head cracked, and blood gurgled out from his forehead.
Under the unexpected counter-attack, there are very few people like him who can react and take effective protection.
Among the elite Royal Guards he led, about 90% were directly killed by this sudden blow.
With his eyes wide open, he watched several monks in the rapidly blurring world in front of him quickly get up on the ground and fight back. He instinctively slashed at the nearest young monk with the final blow.
But just for a moment, he felt a chill in his chest.
When he looked down, he saw that the leather armor covering his chest was scratched, and blood was flowing out.
A ball of flesh and blood was randomly thrown to the ground.
"Evil...evil monk!"
The military attache wanted to pick up his heart and put it back into his body, but he stretched out his hand and then dropped it weakly, along with his own heart. The body fell together above the heart.
The murmuring sound in his mouth may be the last words he said to the world.
"Anyone who insults our Western followers will change their minds and become a new person!"
Fozi kicked the military attache on the head, kicked the body away, and then stepped on the heart.
The blood burst out, but not a trace of it touched him.
There was a trace of evil on his gentle face, and he looked at the two riders outside the temple with an evil look on his face.
One ride belongs to the eldest prince Yu Dan, and the other ride belongs to Yu Dan's royal guardian.
As for the remaining two grooms who were constantly controlling the fleeing mounts, they were ignored by Fozi.
“The evil of Western religion!”
Beside Yu Dan, the royal guardian whispered.
Behind the Fierce Kingdom stood the Three Holy Lands and the Six Ancestral Lands. Behind the Great Yuezhi Kingdom stood the heavens of the past, and the Western religion with its missionary intervention.
For both sides, although the several forces are not like fire and water, it is obviously impossible to achieve peace during the war.
"Your Highness, please take shelter for now!"
The royal guardian looked at the Buddha slowly stepping out of the flames, and in his heart he felt that he had come into contact with a very dangerous master.
He didn't know if he could defeat the opponent, but he felt that it would be difficult for him to be distracted from protecting Yu Shan when resisting such a master.
“Nine Wind Demon Saint, take care!”
Yu Shan ran away without any hesitation.
For him, there is no disadvantage in listening to the advice of a guardian whose cultivation is far better than his own.
There was no mistake in the instructions he gave, and even the executioners made no mistakes.
The only mistake they made was in miscalculating the evil Western monks they would face.
When the team is almost destroyed, Yu Dan's best way is to quickly seek reinforcements instead of staying and fighting.
(End of this chapter)