Chapter 513 I go to Anyang


Chapter 513 I Visit Anyang

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 drove their carriages and horses and couldn't wait to come to Yuhua Temple 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, and 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 many 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 could not cultivate it, so they simply gave it away as a favor.

In the beginning, all the masters 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 were placed in the temple fields to farm and provide food and silk for the temple.

Most people will give the temple a small amount of attention and will not intrude too much. Over time, it has become a stable place known far and near, and more and more refugees come to seek help.

The masters are now freed from the hard days of farming. 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. In desperation, they handed over five thousand husks of grain and allowed them to pick fruits and vegetables in the manor.

They are still here now.

When it was just 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.

Looking at their ferocity, it seems that they really treat the straw man as the enemy who killed his father.

Another person held a walking bow and ran 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 has seen the Wubao tribe practicing.

They also have archers, but they often stand in a row and shoot arrows without moving.

Moreover, if you shoot still in one place, you often can’t shoot accurately, let alone shooting without stopping while walking...

“No wonder, no wonder.” Master Huizhao He sighed secretly again and again.

Changle County was not without troops, 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 fired at them all. The defenders at the top of the city were shot to the point where they could no longer stand.

The Jin people recruited hundreds of warriors to climb the city and attack it in one fell swoop.

He didn’t believe it at first. Shooting arrows from the top of the city, being condescending and taking advantage, how could he not be able to shoot you? But now it seems that it is quite possible.

The defenders do not have that many archers and their skills are not good enough. It is entirely possible that they will be defeated in the end.

Drums sounded on the distant post road.

Huizhao looked around and saw countless soldiers marching westward along both sides of Huan River.

The carts are on the outside, people are walking on the inside, and there is a river in the middle. Many boats are going upstream, following closely.

This is not the first group of people to go west.

In fact, a group of people set out on the road yesterday as pioneers. Huizhao was not a warrior and could not count well, but he estimated that there were still three to five thousand people.

With tens of thousands of troops setting off, it is of course impossible to swarm them all on the road.

Some people leave first, some people leave later, some people arrive at the next destination, and some people have not set off yet, this is all normal.

After watching it for two days, Huizhao felt that she had some understanding of the war and conquest, and learned a lot.

Uh, sin, sin!

How can a Taoist care so much about war? It is really a sin - monks and Taoists are all "Taoists", and they can call themselves "poor Taoists". There is no such thing as "poor monk".

While reflecting on herself, Huizhao got off the pagoda, and after a while, returned to her 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" means Buddha Tucheng, the great master of Tianzhu. De, traveled thousands of miles to come to China to preach and promote Dafa.

Since the founding 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 the 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 Dharma, and ambitious. He wanted to open Buddhist temples throughout China. But he went to Luoyang for several years and asked for help, but in the end he failed to build a temple of his own.

I heard that he once visited Shao Xun in Xuchang, but he didn't even see him in person.

I 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. She admired his Buddhist practice very much, asked for 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 seemed not satisfied yet...

Huizhao didn't know what to say about this. This is playing with fire. Anyone who plays with fire will burn himself. He dare not participate.

However, I still have some respect for Master Cheng in my heart.

Whoever supports Buddhism and his Taoism, Master Cheng will serve anyone, even at the risk of his own wealth and life.

To put it more carefully, this is not much different from the scholars who risked their fortunes on a certain person in the hope that he would dominate the world. It was 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 step back.

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 has not been over yet, and the situation is not yet clear. These people have decided to join Shao Xun, which can be described as decisive. 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 the monks, big and small, to the Jin military camp to inspect the soldiers and provide some medicinal materials.

In a world of great strife, no one can stay out of it.

Master Cheng is too worried and may fail. In order to maintain his orthodoxy, he had to do something.

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Outside Anyang City, countless people dragged their families and fled in a hurry.

There is no doubt that this will affect morale.

But most of the people who fled were relatives of the Wubao commander and 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.

The men go to the city to guard the city, and the 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 barely usable.

The day before yesterday (the first day of July), news came that thousands of enemy vanguards went northward and entered outside Dangyin City.

There were no soldiers in Dang Yin, and the county magistrate fled in confusion. The hundreds of men 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 300 cavalry guards, more than a thousand infantry, and burning hundreds of grain carts, which slightly curbed their arrogance.

Otherwise, it is estimated that they will see Mr. Yang tonight - crossing the river from Dangyinbei to Anyang is only forty miles away.

The golden crow hangs in the west, and the last ray of sunlight shines on the west city wall, blood red.

Jibao climbed to the top of the city and suddenly saw a group of cavalry retreating north.

This should be the last unit to retreat north from Dangshui.

The overall morale is quite high. Everyone has the heads of Jin soldiers hanging under their saddles. It is obvious that they have won the battle.

But win, win, win, win every day, win to the end, but still can't stop Yang Dan's family from going north.

After building the city in Changsha Valley, their next step was Anyang.

This is a ready-made city that 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 over their horses to the defenders inside the sheep and horse wall, and then went 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."

"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 pioneers. But no matter what, Shao Thief traveled from east to west and was not far from Anyang. In a few days, a large group of troops could enter Bo Anyang and completely surround the city.

It came even faster than Li Zhong!

Ji Bao felt heavy in his heart. After getting off 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. After raising so far, there is only enough food and grass for more than a month in Anyang City. He managed to get just this little grain reserve, but Da Hu didn't give it to him at all, because he wanted to accumulate as much grain and grass as possible in Yecheng to help him hold on.

In other words, Anyang should be happy for himself, he can't take care of much.

The servant served 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: "One thousand more troops will be added to 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.

At midnight that day, the sound of horse hooves outside the city never stopped. Ji Bao stood up to check, but couldn't see clearly.

After dawn, he climbed to the top of the city, only to see 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.

At noon, more than three thousand people came.

The first thing they did was to cut down trees, set up fences, and build camps.

Jibao 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, the carriages rattled and the horses rustled, making the scene extremely grand.

That afternoon, a roar like a mountain roaring and a tsunami came from outside the city.

Jibao climbed to the top of the city again, only to see 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 area of ​​Anyang Bridge, a fire was already burning.

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 dispatched.

They do not seem to be soldiers under the rule of law, but a tribe of nobles, but they are extremely brave when fighting against the wind. Chasing the defeated soldiers guarding the bridge, they stabbed and slashed with arrows like rain, killing all the 1,500 people in an instant.

Jibao is like falling into an ice cave.

In just half a day, Anyang Bridge was completely lost under the fire attack of Jin soldiers.

The retreat is blocked.

(End of this chapter)

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