Han Hai Tang Ergui

Chapter 833
Jianghua Bay is indeed a place with very complicated hydrological conditions, and Huangfuzhao is right about this.

The most famous in this bay in history is Ganghwa Island.

During Wang's Goryeo and Lee's Joseon periods, Ganghwa Island would become a refuge for the kings of Goryeo and Joseon whenever powerful enemies from the north moved south.

If you want to attack from the sea, Jianghua Bay looks vast, but the general water depth is only about [-] meters, which is not conducive to the movement of large ships.

At the same time, the coastline twists and turns for more than 2000 miles, with thousands of large and small islands, and the tidal range can reach more than ten meters.

In particular, its main channel, the Ganghwa Strait, is narrow and slender. When the tide ebbs, there will be a large number of reefs out of the water, making it extremely difficult for boats to sail.

Although the reefs will be submerged during high tide and can pass through smoothly, some higher reefs will become extremely dangerous submerged reefs, which are hard to guard against.

Its terrain is complex and it is difficult to enter the bay. Without fishermen who have lived there for decades to lead the way, warships with 150 materials and about [-] tons or more cannot pass through.

This is Huangfu Zhao's confidence, and it is also Wang Zhao's confidence to try Wang Jing by the South River.

In case something goes wrong, they can ride back to Kaijing before the Da Zhou navy comes ashore from Jianghua Bay.

Wang Zhao was even ready to give up Kaijing and run to the Gongsan Mountains, which is the mountain range north of Nambang Daegu in later generations.

. . . .

Master Fayan was wearing a brown sea green, and walked slowly in a small fishing village by the sea, followed by his younger brother, the eminent monk Walo from India, and a mysterious little novice monk.

Seeing them, even though they were quite poor, countless seaside fishermen flocked to both sides of the road. They held very rough buckwheat cakes mixed with a lot of wild vegetables, and wanted to dedicate them to Master Fayan. Get your hands on the diet.

Master Fayan refused one by one with a smile. He is a devout believer and has the habit of not eating after noon.

However, although it was not necessary to accept the donations from the believers, Master Fayan still smiled kindly and kept chanting scriptures and praying for them.

Buddhism in Goryeo had been greatly developed at this time, but it was just like the problem reflected in Wang Zhao's refusal to allow Sribhara to build temples widely.

Goryeo Buddhism can only live in extreme poverty at the bottom, dreaming of enduring hardships in this life to wash away their sins, and reincarnated in the next life to spread among poor farmers and fishermen in the home of the Wuban master.

Seeing Master Fayan's compassionate appearance and his strict observance of the rules and regulations, the fishermen felt more and more that he was not a simple monk.

Listening to Fayan and Walo's chanting, the fishermen were full of piousness, and followed in groups, until they reached a simple small temple by the sea.

This small temple is very unique. Instead of using the commonly used local mud to build walls, it was built with pieces of reefs of various shapes from the sea.

Obviously, these are stones that fishermen from various fishing villages spontaneously moved from various places.

When Fayan and Varo walked outside the door, they had curly hair, leopard head and eyes around them. They didn't look like an eminent monk, but more like a path-cutter Sriva, who was already waiting at the door.

"Uncle Master hasn't lost his vajra appearance yet, it seems that he has encountered a bottleneck!" Fa Yan clasped his hands together, but there was a full smile on his face.

"Varo, I've met Master Uncle!" Master Varo clasped his hands together, but he spoke in Indian language.

Sribhara laughed three times, "My nephew has already had the treasure of compassion. Today, this is the mantra for the Pu family Xiaolang to be reborn in bliss. You should take the lead in singing it."

It turned out that a fisherman's child died today, and his parents came to beg Sribhara to arrange a monk to pray for his death.

Master Fayan did not refuse, and immediately took a bath at the beach, cleaned his mouth, put on cassocks, and sat outside the temple in full lotus, praying for the little life that died young.

To tell the truth, if monks like Sribhara do not really have means, their influence among the common people is not as good as that of local monks.

Because in the eyes of East Asians, this kind of monk with curly hair, hooked nose, and light blue eyes is difficult to associate with words such as kindness and kindness.

But Fa Yan is different, he is not only a Khitan Han, but also has a forehead like a full moon, and a face like a field, which is similar to Chi Chongrui's natural precious appearance.

He can become Master Cixian's personal disciple, this appearance has a great advantage.

Pu Xiaolang's father is the most outstanding fisherman in the Jianghua Strait, and he is also a capable man trusted by fishermen in several nearby fishing villages.

After hearing Venerable Master Fayan sing the Bliss Mantra and the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra in Tangyin, he was moved and prostrated himself on the ground. His mother and wife burst into tears, as if the pain of losing their son had been alleviated. few.

At this time, most of the Buddhist scriptures are translated into Chinese and chanted in Tang Yin, which is the most authentic and advanced form, even higher than Sanskrit.

This is not something ordinary ordinary people can enjoy in Goryeo, where only the upper class can understand Tangyin and Chinese.

Master Fayan recited the Sanskrit Yin Blissful Rebirth Mantra once, and Tangyin Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s Bodhisattva Sutra once, each 21 times. From Shenzheng to Shenmo, it took a full half an hour to recite.

When Master Fayan opened his eyes again, fishermen were already kneeling all over the stone temple.

They were all devout and respectful. Pu Xiaolang's father kowtowed to Master Fayan to thank him for his great kindness and virtue.

Although Master Fayan had smoke in his throat, he quickly helped the Pu family's father up.

"Xiao Lang has passed away to bliss, but this place has not yet been bathed in the light of Buddha, and there is still a lack of a mountain temple to pray for all sentient beings!"

Master Fa Yan seemed to be feeling emotional unintentionally, but the faces of the fishermen around him showed extremely indignant expressions.

Why can they only build a stone temple by the sea?It is because the local wealthy family does not allow them to build temples on the mountain.

However, after saying this, Master Fa Yan kept silent and walked directly into the temple.

He wasn't good at this at all, and if he said more, he would appear to be a bit of a repayer, and it might cause unnecessary resentment.

Inside the temple, Sribura sighed softly, "Where is senior brother, are you still entangled by demons?"

Master Fa Yan nodded, "Master, face the wall for [-] days, not only did the inner demons not diminish, but they became more serious and more painful.

In order to speak convincingly of the supreme heaven, Master broke many examples. I don’t know how many believers died while governing Daze in western Liaoning, and how many believers obeyed his call to serve Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and died on the battlefield.

If it weren't for Master, they wouldn't have come out to cooperate, and they would probably be able to enjoy themselves in the mountains and forests.

well!All of this, and every living being that passes away, is the cause and effect of Master. If you can't verify the truth of what the Supreme Heaven said, and you can see the Dao, Master probably won't be able to get out. "

After hearing this, Sribhara had a complex look on his face, he didn't know whether it was self-deprecating or what, he looked at Master Fayan and said:

"Brother is a true disciple of the Buddha, and so-and-so is just a hypocrite who can't leave this world of mortals but can't enter the world.

A certain person didn't want to verify the authenticity, but just wanted to find a suitable home for him before Buddhism was wiped out in Tianzhu. "

Master Varo looked at Sriviola, "Uncle, isn't the Central Plains the final home of my Buddha?"

Sribura shook his head, "Their culture is too profound!
People in the Central Plains sing, chant, and believe in Buddha, advocating that it is as good as no Buddha but as if there is a Buddha. It is an excellent place for practice and enlightenment, but it is not what the poor monk wants. "

"So, is the Tochara promised by the Supreme Heaven the place where we live?" Varo nodded empathetically.

After hearing this, Sribhara and his personal disciple Mahana chanted the Buddha's name at the same time, and gave a slight salute to the little novice who had never spoken, "Thank you, the poor monk, for your mercy!"

Then Sribhara looked at Fayan, "Master and nephew have a solemn appearance and profound Dharma. Would you like to go to Tochara to see our promised land?"

Fa Yan shook his head slowly, "Master's inner demons have not disappeared, and karma has reappeared. This little monk still needs to escort Master to Japan to prove the authenticity!"

"Then what can they get?" Sri Bhara stopped talking, and pointed to the leaders of the eight nearby fishing villages who were summoned by him outside and were kneeling devoutly on the stone slabs, and asked the mysterious little novice monk.

"The king of Liao ordered that the person with the most meritorious service will stay in the local area and be given land and boats. Those who make the first contribution will be awarded titles. The rest of the meritorious people will move to the country of Japan and be granted titles." The mysterious little novice replied indifferently.

Sribhara nodded, "Since it is the order of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the 170 fishermen in Shaocheng County are willing to serve the army! The gates of Shaocheng County will also open on time."

. . . .

Liu Yibao took his cousin's hand, and the two ran towards the south with one deep foot and one shallow foot. After being "moisturized" by a little light rain, the road under their feet had been turned into muddy ground by countless feet.

Fear and hunger made the conscripted Goryeo soldiers panic like bereaved dogs, and this extreme fear and long-term nervousness caused their physical energy to rapidly drain.

The mud on the ground became deeper and deeper, and the road became more and more slippery. Many people fell on the ground and couldn't get up again. Zombies wrapped in mud can be seen everywhere, strangely shaped like logs.

On this kind of road, Liu Yibao and his cousin would naturally not be able to speed up. This is bad news, but there is also good news.

That is, locals like them can't come quickly, and the pursuers from the Central Plains behind can't increase their speed.

Especially the soldiers in the Central Plains still have a lot of mules and horses. Under such road conditions, the marching speed of the cavalry is not as good as that of the infantry.

Over one mountain ridge after another, across one stream after another, more and more people were on the way to escape.

A large number of Koryo soldiers formed small groups one after another in dialects, and competition broke out between these groups.

The cause may be a precious rice ball, or it may be a dried vegetable pancake. On this road where dead bodies sleep, every bite of food that can restore energy is extremely precious.

Liu Yibao and his cousin have now joined a small group. It is said that the leader is a big man with a lot of background. If he follows him, he will be able to evacuate to Kaijing and then return to his hometown.

But the further he walked, the more desperate Liu Yibao became, because although he relied on this small group to save his life, most of the food he robbed and obtained on the way was occupied by big shots and his guards. Liu Yibao only ate it in two days. Half a dried vegetable cake, caught a few small fish in the stream.

Moreover, his cousin told him an extremely terrifying situation. He saw the big man and his guards quietly cut off the thigh of a man who hadn't died yet.

Ever since Liu Yibao heard about it, he had been afraid to close his eyes. He didn't dare to imagine, if the big man couldn't cut fresh meat, would he come to cut his flesh.

In a daze, the Korean farmer who dreamed of returning to his hometown alive heard a sound of fighting, and he hurriedly stood up to take a look.

The big man and his guard unexpectedly fought into a ball on the ground, and on the other side there were two guards who had already fallen in a pool of blood.

Liu Yibao didn't know why they fought, and was stunned for a moment.

The big man has never been short of food these days. Although walking has consumed a lot of energy, at least he is not nearly exhausted like Liu Yibao.

The two kept rolling on the muddy ground. After all, the big man was stronger. He pressed the guard under his body, and firmly controlled the guard's hand with both hands.

However, the guards have been practicing all the year round, and they are far stronger than the pampered big man. Although he was a bit weak after killing two people in a surprise attack, he still grabbed the big man's wrist with his backhand, wrapped his legs around the big man's waist, and bound him tightly. Living.

For a moment, the original master and servant could do nothing to each other.

At this time, Liu Yibao's cousin also stood up, and the two of them stood aside and looked at each other stupidly, at a loss for what to do.

"The front has been blocked by the Central Plains cavalry. They have occupied the Anxi Protectorate Mansion. We can't go back to Kaijing!"

The guard who was pressed to the ground said a few words through his teeth, "Come here, both of you, come and hold him down. He is Hong Shun, the servant of the Ministry of War. Only by catching him and offering him can he make meritorious deeds and survive."

The Anxi Protectorate's Mansion is naturally not the Anxi Protectorate's Mansion of the Tang Dynasty, but the Anxi Protectorate's Mansion of Wang's Koryo, which is located in the area of ​​Beibang Haizhou in later generations, and is a key node from Pyongyang to Kaijing.

"Don't listen to him, he's just talking nonsense, the king's army is in Haizhou, as long as you help me take down this traitor, I'll guarantee you both to be martial arts classes!" The big man also offered his conditions.

Liu Yibao and his cousin glanced at each other. He was an honest farmer on weekdays, and shooting a wild boar up the mountain was the biggest thing he did in his life.

Now you have to ask them to choose the Heavenly Soldiers of the Central Plains, the Minister of the Ministry of War, etc., and they don't know what to do.

"Don't believe him, the Central Plains soldiers have really occupied Haizhou, listen to me!"

Seeing that the two were still hesitating stupidly, and he was about to lose his strength, the guard who was suppressed on the ground shouted anxiously.

"People from the Central Plains came here to grab your land and kill your wives and children!
We Koreans should unite as one, and kill me from the Central Plains and not let you go. You...Oh! "

With a sudden scream, Hong Shun's shouting stopped abruptly. He turned around in disbelief, and found that the two stupid farmers he had greeted were looking at him with extreme hatred.

Liu Yibao said viciously: "We serfs don't have our own land, the land belongs to you."

Thinking of the likely fate of his blind uncle, the tortured farmer was even more furious.

"It's not only the people from the Central Plains who will kill us untouchables, but also you high-ranking nobles!"

'Boom! The cousin gave Hong Shun another slap on the head, knocking Hong Shun to the ground.

"I'm a pariah, but I'm not a fool. Why didn't the people of Zhou let me go after arresting a high-ranking official like you? This is called meritorious service, understand?"

. . . .

Haizhou, where the Western Protectorate of Goryeo is located, has not been captured yet, but it is not far from being captured.

A few days ago, after Huangfuzhao escorted Wang Zhao to escape to the south, Jiang Gongzhen immediately organized a defense at the foot of the Mercy Ridge, and even covered up the news that Wang Zhao had run away.

But everything he did soon proved to be in vain, because the gap between the two armies was too great.

The combat effectiveness of this Zhou army is comparable to that of the former Tang Dynasty army that conquered Goguryeo.

The fighting power of Wang's Goryeo army may not be a fraction of that of Goguryeo in the past, and it is even far inferior to Silla and Baekje in the past.

As soon as the two sides fought, the Koryo army was beaten back continuously. Even if Jiang Gongzhen ordered the army to form a formation along the Mercy Ridge with its back against the mountains and forests, using trees to block the Zhou army's bows and crossbows, but after the Zhou army entered the forest, the battle still continued. It quickly became one-sided.

Often a Goryeo soldier stabs a Zhou army soldier five times, and the opponent is still alive and well, but Zhou Jun hits a Goryeo soldier at least once, which can at least make him lose his combat effectiveness.

Jiang Gongzhen led an army of tens of thousands and corresponding civilian husbands, and forcibly carried it under the Mercy Mountain for a day and a night, until the army was completely defeated, and he fled south with the Kaijing Imperial Army first.

Jiang Gongzhen even wanted to organize a defense halfway, but was defeated by the vanguard led by Xiang Xunqin one after another. When he arrived in Haizhou, there were only more than 3000 people left behind Jiang Gongzhen.

Xiang Xun was reminded by Wang Jing, so he quickly divided up Riluge and asked him to lead two thousand cavalry to pursue Wang Zhao, while he began to surround Haizhou City by himself, and attacked the city as soon as the army arrived.

Jiang Gongzhen looked south from the top of the city, praying that Wang Zhao had returned to Kaijing.

But Jiang Gongzhen never dreamed that he tried all his scheming to cover Wang Zhao who was retreating, but he was already surrounded by a place less than thirty miles away from him.

Although Huangfuzhao is a rising star in the Koryo army, he still made a huge mistake, that is, he should not show up to stop him in person.

Thanks to his performance in Mercy Ridge, Huangfuzhao had already registered with Zhou Jun. Wang Tingyi and Zhang Jianxiong who were chasing him immediately realized that they had caught a big fish when they saw Huangfuzhao's appearance.

Who would be able to let a general of this level personally fight from the rear?Of course, only King Zhao of Korea has this qualification.

So Zhang Jianxiong offered to take only 150 cavalry to entangle Huangfuzhao, and let Wang Tingyi take the remaining [-] cavalry to pursue.

This time, Huangfuzhao really realized the strength of Zhou Jun's iron cavalry. Akiyoshiro in white robe and silver saddle is the top elite that Murong Nobunaga fed with a lot of money.

Although they only had fifty riders, they were able to execute a combo of first shooting with a horned crossbow, then quickly covering with a horse bow, and finally a fierce assault within a distance of 150 steps.

As for the cavalry of Goryeo, because of the mountains, the horses are mostly similar to the Dian horses, while the war horses of Jeju Island are extremely rare because the Wang clan Koryo has not yet fully controlled Tamna.

It was precisely because of this rather exaggerated equipment gap that when the two armies attacked, Zhang Jianxiong used fifty cavalry to overwhelm Huangfu Zhao with four hundred cavalry, and Huangfu Zhao was almost shot off his horse by Zhang Jianxiong's bow.

Knowing how powerful Huangfuzhao was, his soul was terrified. Thinking that more than 100 riders broke through his block to chase Wang Zhao, he couldn't sit still any longer, and led the remaining two or three hundred riders to run away, wanting to continue to protect Wang Zhao .

Thus, such a strange scene appeared, Wang Zhao ran at the front, Wang Tingyi chased behind, and behind Wang Tingyi was Huangfu Zhao, Zhang Jianxiong chased Huangfu Zhao like a bereaved dog.

The two sides fought intensively for two or three days, and Wang Tingyi finally bit Wang Zhao in a small town thirty miles south of Haizhou.

(End of this chapter)