Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 138 Blood on the Border Town (for Subscription)

Then he gradually came back to his senses and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Now he was deeply stuck in the quagmire. He was afraid that he had fallen into the eyes of others and it was impossible to escape.Glancing at the old man not far away, he saw that he had lost his breath unconsciously, which saved him a lot of trouble.

The group of evil monks still worshiped the evil Buddha statue in the hall with burning eyes.

Pudu took a look and threw out several golden lights, sending them into reincarnation.

"Amitabha."

After reciting a Buddhist name, he walked out of Futu Temple leisurely.

Perhaps due to the majesty of these evil monks, it will be a long time before someone will find that this temple full of evil has become an empty temple.

After Pudu left, a bloody light emitted from the eyes of the evil Buddha statue in the hall, swayed for a moment, and then fell to pieces on the high platform.

Pudu did not stay in Tingyang County, but walked straight through the city gate and left.

When we left, the sun had not yet risen and it was not yet noon.

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The wind is gentle and the sun is beautiful, the breeze is not dry,
There are cattle and sheep everywhere, an excellent scenery.

Pudu paraded on the official road, and most of the passers-by were afraid of him and stayed away.The few who noticed Pudu's strangeness only raised their eyes for a moment and then looked away.

While Pudu was admiring the beautiful scenery, a mighty torrent came from the end of the official road. When he looked up, he saw countless people.

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As curious as him were the merchants on the official road, who all stopped and watched.

I haven't seen this kind of thing for a long time, it's like fleeing from a disaster.

"Is there another war?"

"It's extremely difficult to say. Twenty miles away is Guanping County, which is the border between our Jin Dynasty and the barbarians. Every autumn harvest, these barbarians always come to harass us for a period of time."

"This scene doesn't look like harassment. It's clearly a large-scale invasion of our borders."

"What a troubled time."

"Do we still have to go to Guanping County?"

"It's better not to take risks. It's not worth risking your life for these yellow and white things."

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Pudu frowned as he listened to the conversation of a caravan not far away. Barbarians?
He had heard about this, but apart from small-scale harassment, barbarians had not invaded the borders of the Jin Dynasty for a long time.

Looking at it now, something seems to have happened at the border.

Pudu did not stop, but walked straight towards the official road.

As for the merchants we just talked to, they have now returned. With so many refugees, Tingyang County will be in chaos for a long time. At this time, it is better to find a place to live.

Of course, the idea of ​​​​wanting to make money through this is not without reason.

Not long after, Pudu followed this group of people and bumped into each other. It was okay to be far away. Now that he was close, looking at this group of displaced people, he couldn't help but feel a touch of shock and desolation in his heart.Since ancient times, there have been many refugees during wars. These people originally had families, but now they have to leave their hometowns in order to survive.

Don't live up to your responsibilities. Prospering the people will suffer, and destroying the people will suffer. These are the eight words.

There are people with big horses and guards in groups; there are people who lead livestock and their families; there are people who are dressed in rags and are alone,
The only thing that is the same is that most of these people have worries on their faces, and no one is smiling.

Pudu passed through the sea of ​​​​people, and the noisy voices finally became a thing of the past, and he headed towards the border alone against the setting sun.

The lonely smoke in the desert, the sunset over the long river,
A big sunset set, and the sky turned completely dark.

The cold gradually sets in, and before we know it, more than half of the year has passed again.

Pudu Chui sat on a mound, closed his eyes and concentrated on practicing.

Guanping County,

county office,

Facing the candlelight, several figures sat quietly with sad faces.

After a long time, an old man wearing armor and hanging a sword at the front seat said in a deep voice.

"Lord Xiao, have the people in the city left?"

"It's already left, and the only ones left now are us old guys and the soldiers defending the city."

"Just leave, just leave."

The armored old man sighed leisurely and looked at the moonlight in the sky, which was getting brighter and brighter. After staying here for 50 years, it seemed that the moonlight had never been as charming as it is today, and the yamen was also silent.

Maybe the barbarians will launch a large-scale attack tomorrow. The three thousand soldiers and horses in the city will never be able to withstand the barbarians' rampage. They can only resist for a while, and they may not even be able to wait for reinforcements. Tomorrow they are destined to be wrapped in horse leather.

When a real man is alive, he should carry a three-foot long sword and perform unparalleled feats, killing thieves for the country to gain fame.

As the guards of this barrier, they have already prepared their affairs for the afterlife, and it is a pleasure in life to be able to fight on the battlefield and die.

"Tomorrow, Wang will rely on you all. If there is a chance of survival, we must not let those barbarians invade the hinterland of our Great Jin."

"Yes, General."

Wang Qing nodded with a heavy face and waved his hands to fill the wine glasses for everyone in the office.

"Everyone, I wish you all this glass of wine."

Everyone drank the wine in one gulp, showing their heroic style.

On the city wall, the cold wind howled, and the soldiers on duty tightened their clothes, holding silver guns with eyes full of vigilance.

Not far away, candles were brightly lit, and from time to time, several heart-stopping wolf howls could be heard.

That was where the barbarians were stationed.

The barbarians are similar to the human race, but most of them are much stronger than the human race, and some of them can reach up to five or six meters tall, with extraordinary combat power.Of course, the Creator was fair and gave him a strong body, but his brain was naturally inferior. Gurduo called the violent and bloody barbarians a barbarian.

The barbarians occupy a lot of barren and inhabited land, the land is not fertile enough, and it is extremely difficult to grow food. Although they also raise livestock such as cattle, horses and sheep, the food intake of the barbarians will be a huge number, and they will eventually be mainly food, so They will go to the Jin Dynasty to plunder food in order to survive the winter.

If it was just harassment before, now it is a massive invasion.

The friction between the human race and the barbarian race has long been accustomed to it. Although the barbarian race is very strong, the human race is not weak either. Although they are at a disadvantage, they occasionally win.I don’t know what gave the barbarians such confidence that they would attack Da Jin directly.

The night before the storm is always very long, passing quietly in the sleepless nights of countless people.
The next day,

The sun has just risen,

The sound of drums sounded outside the city, like thunder. Accompanied by the sound of thunder and drums, tens of thousands of giants slowly walked over with logs in their arms.

"Erlang?"

"Let the humans know how powerful my barbarians are and raze the city in front of them to the ground."

A huge howl sounded from behind the barbarian army, and the barbarian sergeants suddenly rose in momentum.

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo!"

A roar like a wild beast sounded on the battlefield.

Looking at this scene, the soldiers on the city all turned pale. Are they afraid?

Of course, they are afraid. After all, these are inhuman beasts. As long as they take action, the human race will face a bloody war. This has been going on for thousands of years.The difference is that those who fought here thousands of years ago were their ancestors, but now they are themselves.

Our generation may not be better than our ancestors, but we must not be inferior to them.The faces of the soldiers on the city wall gradually became firmer. There is a chasm between fear and facing fear, but this chasm can be filled with courage and loyalty.

Wang Qing looked at the barbarians charging in front of him, and a cold light gradually emitted from his eyes.

"Are you ready?"

"Please give the order, General."

"put!"

A cold, low voice came from Wang Qing's mouth, and more than a thousand figures suddenly stood up on the city wall, each holding a bow and arrow. The bow and arrow were stained with kerosene, and the whistling arrows shot towards the barbarians. Roaring sounds sounded out of thin air, and flames ignited on the bodies of the barbarian warriors one after another, struggling and wailing.

Facing this scene, no one felt sympathy, and everyone had a look of indifference. Compared with the harm caused by the barbarians to the human race, it was nothing more than child's play at the moment.

However, there were more than ten times more barbarian soldiers than the human race. These arrows carrying kerosene only caused some commotion. After several rounds of arrow rain, many barbarians had already approached the city.Wang Qing saw this scene and waved again.

More than a thousand people carried huge logs and pushed them up the city wall. They saw that the logs were covered with wolf fangs and barbs. Even if they couldn't be killed, they would suffer a lot.

"boom!"

A roar sounded, but it was the barbarians holding logs who hit the city gate heavily.

Wang Qing's complexion changed slightly and he looked at the middle-aged scribe beside him.

The middle-aged scribe smiled and shook his head: "General, don't worry, the city gate has been piled with huge rocks, and these barbarians can't open it."

I saw that the city gate road was filled with huge rocks, and the city gate road had been completely sealed.

Wang Qing nodded, then a stern look flashed in his eyes, and he waved his hand to push down the log with iron spikes and fangs.

"boom!"

Once again, there was a deafening roar.

Looking at the barbarian soldiers who had suffered heavy losses, Wang Qing finally showed a smile on his face. Even if the city was destroyed, they were still good enough.

Only after two more rounds did Wang Qing make people stop.

Although these logs are quite lethal, they may also become a stepping stone for these barbarians, so it is best to use as little as possible.

Looking up, I saw the desperate barbarians still smashing at the city gate, and some even threw the logs aside and started to build a ladder.Seeing this, Wang Qing secretly sighed in his heart. After all, there is a huge disparity in strength. If he was given the same strength, he would dare to fight with him, but the difference is too great.

Although he was complicated and unbearable in his heart, he did not show it on his face. After all, he was the commander-in-chief. If even he was happy, then there would be no need to fight this battle.

"Abandon your bow and hold your sword, if anyone comes up, you will be killed without mercy!" Wang Qing said sternly.

The three thousand soldiers looked solemn and held their swords in front of them.

Finally, with a loud roar, a huge figure jumped onto the city wall. Before he could react, he was greeted by dozens of cold steel knives, which cut off a layer of flesh and blood. What followed was A bloody battle.

Holding a steel knife and bleeding on the city wall, he looked down upon death!

"Die!"

A six-meter-high barbarian jumped onto the city, holding a huge stick, and swept away several soldiers with one stroke. Just when he was about to kill, a bloody smoke rose up, and a spear pierced his heart and nailed him to the city. On the city wall, until he died, he never reacted.

Looking up, the person who took action was none other than Wang Qing, the guard of Guanping. He never imagined that he could still burst out with such strength despite his age.

Time passed quietly, and the barbarians finally faded away.

The city walls were piled high with corpses, some from barbarians and some from human races.

Standing on the city wall, Wang Qing saw that one of his arms had disappeared, looking pale at the brightly lit barbarian camp, wondering what he was thinking.

Not long after, a scribe with a gloomy face slowly walked over and stood behind Wang Qing without saying a word.

"How many casualties?"

"More than half the casualties."

Wang Qing heard this and turned to look at the scribe. The scribe was silent for a while and spoke again.

"There are only 500 people left who can still fight."

Wang Qing nodded, seemingly not surprised.

He had not gone down since he came up in the early morning. There were only three thousand soldiers and horses in the city. He was very confident about how many casualties there would be in a battle.

This is just the beginning, perhaps it is just the barbarians who want to consume it to death.

I may be fine today, but I'm afraid I won't survive tomorrow.

I have never thought about guarding the frontier all my life. Will Guanping City still be left in my hands?
The sadness in Wang Qing's eyes flashed away.

"Let the brothers have a full meal for the last time. Tomorrow when the city is destroyed, all the food and grass in the city will be burned. Even if it is destroyed, it cannot be left to these barbarian brats."

"Yes, General."

"Go."

Wang Qing walked down the city wall with a hunched figure.

Half of the people on the city wall had wounds on their bodies, and some even had broken arms and legs. Their faces were full of pain and exhaustion, but they showed no intention of retreating.

At this moment, perhaps other places in the Jin Dynasty are brightly lit, singing and dancing, but how can we think of the tragic scene at the border.

The moonlight fell, and Pudu stood alone at the city gate. The empty city gate was open, and there was no human habitation. A faint smell of blood could be smelled in the air.

Are you late?

Pudu thought to himself.

As he walked into the city, he saw that there were still flickering lights, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

After entering the city, the strong smell of blood came to him again. As he walked through the empty streets, the scene in front of him froze him in place.

Corpses, corpses all over the ground, some even mutilated, dripping with blood in the gaps in the street and spreading for dozens of meters. This was the first time he had seen such a miserable sight.

Is this war?

If you have never experienced it, you will never understand its cruelty.

Pudu sat down cross-legged and then recited the salvation sutra.

As the chanting began, the sound became stronger and stronger, finally attracting many soldiers to look over.After seeing that it was a young monk, something strange appeared on his face. Perhaps because of the Futu Temple, monks had a good reputation in Bingzhou, and it was even rarer to come here for salvation like this.

However, when Pudu was chanting sutras for salvation, no one came forward to disturb him.

After all, these are their comrades-in-arms, if they can be saved, it would be a good deed.

Yanei,

Wang Qing, who was replenishing his energy and blood, heard the sound of chanting, and his brows furrowed involuntarily, and then he opened his eyes.

Where did the chanting sound come from?
The doubts in his eyes flashed away, and then he stood up and walked out of the county office.

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(End of this chapter)