The light of the sword is like the moon reflecting on Kyushu

Chapter 2105 Blood-Braided Punishing Monk

Zanpu Gusiluo looked furious. "What's going on? This great shaman is going to mess things up at this crucial moment!"
The great shaman Chizude praised, "Those Han Chinese experts have clearly noticed our spies, yet they haven't changed their hiding places; it seems they're waiting for them to come to them!"

Zanpu Qusiluo's face darkened: "You're saying we're rabbits?"

The high shaman, Chizudezan, forced a smile and said, "I dare not! It's just a Han Chinese idiom!"

Zanpu Qusiluo snorted coldly and frowned, saying, "Are those people invincible?"

The great wizard Chizude praised, "There is no one in this world without flaws! As long as someone is human, they have weaknesses! As long as they have weaknesses, they have flaws! As long as they have flaws..."

The Zanpu Qusiluo cursed, "Damn it, hearing your words is better than reading a book!"

The high shaman, Chizudezan, blushed slightly and said awkwardly, "Your Majesty, although they are lying in wait, we also know their weakness. Besides the woman in the blue robe, there are six other women among them!"

Zanpu Qusiluo raised a thick eyebrow: "You mean... to target those women?"

The great wizard Chizude praised, "Attack where they must defend, and you will leave them unable to attend to both ends!" He thought to himself: It was clearly your idea, but you pretended to be confused! He could only grumble in his heart, but he dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction!
Zanpu Qusiluo asked, "Are the city's cavalry in position?"

The great wizard Chizude exclaimed, "All in position!"

Zanpu Qusiluo said, "Tell Gongbu that the enemy is highly skilled in martial arts and cannot be engaged in close combat. The best approach is guerrilla warfare and mounted archery!"

The great shaman Chizudezan nodded and said, "Yes!"

Zanpu Qusiluo said, "Let thirty 'Blood-Braided Executioners' lead the charge, and let three hundred 'Ice Ravine Archers' provide cover!"

The great shaman Chizude praised, "Yes!"

Trizin adhered to one principle: he would echo whatever the Tsangpo said and never refute it! Because rebuttal was utterly meaningless! The Tsangpo simply did not tolerate any dissenting opinions! In Han Chinese parlance, the Tsangpo was simply stubborn and self-willed!
Unexpectedly, just as he made up his mind to have no more objections, Zanpu Qusiluo frowned and said, "Damn it, all you can say is 'yes, yes, yes,' can't you say anything else?"

The great shaman Chizudezan couldn't help but feel a surge of disapproval in his heart!
Damn, you even got it wrong by following my lead!

He forced himself to remain calm and composed: "Your Majesty, I have no objections for the time being!"

Zanpu Qusiluo snorted coldly, "You always have a lot of opinions, but when it really matters, you have no opinions at all. Are you a spy sent by the Six Valleys Tribe?"

Chizu Dezan's expression changed, and he shouted, "Your Majesty, I am absolutely not a spy! I swear to Heaven!" He had served Qingcheng since the late king ascended the throne, for more than fifty years, and could be said to have dedicated his entire life to Qinghai-Tibet!

Seeing that Chizudezan was somewhat agitated, Zanpu Qusiluo softened his tone slightly, "Alright, I know you are loyal, and what you said just now was just in anger! My two sons died tragically, and I was a little agitated. Please don't take offense, Great Shaman!" After slapping someone, he immediately had to give them a sour date! This Great Shaman was no ordinary person after all; if pushed too far, he might even devour his master!

Chizudezan was well aware that Gusiluo was currently enraged. He was seething with anger and needed to vent it. As the supreme ruler of the dynasty, it was understandable that he would vent his emotions on him. However, if Gusiluo continued to lash out at him for no reason, Chizudezan would not tolerate it! Gusiluo had been disciplined by Chizudezan many times when he was young, subjected to all sorts of witchcraft, leaving Gusiluo with a deep-seated fear of Chizudezan from childhood!
The sarcastic remarks I made to myself just now, besides venting my grief over losing my son, were most likely also driven by personal motives—I wanted to take revenge for the time I was wronged back then!
The great wizard turned and swept his hand across the void, conjuring a cloud of blood mist that appeared out of thin air. The mist was like a curtain, and on it, faint images of living people appeared! He chanted incantations, and the images gradually became clearer, revealing a black-clad youth with two swords hanging at his waist!

Gusiluo squinted, "The sword is drawn three inches from its sheath but not pulled out. Is this a publicity stunt?"

The high wizard said, "Yes! I will immediately issue the order to have thirty 'Blood-Braided Executioners' lead the charge, and three hundred 'Ice Ravine Archers' provide cover!" He then began chanting incantations, seemingly transmitting some kind of command through a spell.
Pang Shiwu was eagerly waiting when he suddenly noticed that the approaching crowd had stopped moving forward. They all had serious expressions and furrowed brows, as if they were listening to something!
But there was no sound at all!
Could it be...

Pang Shiwu suddenly looked at Feng Jiuxiao, who said, "They are listening for orders! I don't understand Tibetan, so I don't know what they are saying! But if they can use the skill of transmitting sound over a thousand miles, they must be extraordinary!"

Pang Shiwu said, "Isn't it simple in front of you?"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "In terms of tactics, we must take every opponent seriously."

Pang Shiwu said, "Hmm."

Feng Jiuxiao said, "The monks started to form a forward formation, while the archers formed a backward formation. It seems they want these strange demonic monks to fight in close combat, while the strange archers provide cover by shooting arrows from a distance!"

Pang Shiwu said, "Infantry charge and archer ranged attack, isn't this a tactic we often use?"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "That's right. This time the roles have reversed, let's see how you handle it!"

Pang Shiwu laughed, "Strength can overcome technique! I'll fight to the bitter end!" He possessed three times the combat power of a Glazed Realm cultivator, and his protective Glazed Barrier was enough to block the opponent's crossbow bolts! He should have no difficulty carving a path with his Frost Condensation and Blood Rain swords!
Feng Jiuxiao asked, "Venerable White Lotus?"

Bai Lian immediately moved closer, still standing behind Feng Jiuxiao, and said, "This humble monk is here."

Feng Jiuxiao asked, "What's the deal with this blood-braided executioner monk?"

Venerable White Lotus said, "The Blood-Braided Executioner Monk, known as the Hair Asura of Qingtang City! He is a religious killing machine of Tibet that uses human hair as chains and feeds on vengeful spirits!"

Feng Jiuxiao asked, "So they're professional assassins kept by the imperial court?"

Venerable Bailian nodded, "That's one way to understand it, or rather, they are elite secret guards, similar in some ways to the Wude soldiers of the Imperial City Guard of the Great Song Dynasty."

Feng Jiuxiao said, "The Blood-Branched Punishment Monks use human hair as chains and feed on vengeful spirits. Based on this alone, they are an evil sect and must be listed as a heretical cult and banned within the territory of the Song Dynasty!"

Bai Lian said, "That's right! The Blood-Branched Punishment Monk's braid-making is also extremely evil. From 'growing hair' to 'tempering resentment' and then to 'planting weapons,' it is known as the Triple Hell!"

Feng Jiuxiao frowned and said, "Growing hair? The monk grows his hair himself?"

Bai Lian shook her head: "They don't grow their own hair! There are generally three sources of hair: one is the hair of virgins, which is said to require selecting thirteen-year-old virgins and letting them grow their hair for three years. It is said that in order to make the hair grow faster, those virgins are even forced to swallow Gu poison!"

Feng Jiuxiao frowned, his face showing anger: "Forcing a child to swallow a Gu poison? He deserves to be executed! He deserves to be executed by slow slicing!"

"The second type is the hair of convicts! Before a prisoner is hanged, their hair is taken; the third type is hair from graves, usually the long hair stolen from newly buried female corpses!"

"Holy crap! Who the hell came up with this? It's so twisted! It's just too damn evil!"

"It's impossible to verify who exactly came up with this method, but the Tibetans of Qinghai have now mastered it to perfection! After the hair grows back, they begin the process of poisoning it. It's said that there are three types of poisoning: boiling in corpse oil; possession by vengeful spirits; and bone implantation with poison." (Imagine the specific details)

Feng Jiuxiao sighed, "When it comes to evil, even the Demonic Sect would have to admit defeat and bow down in submission, wouldn't it?"

Bai Lian remained noncommittal: "Actually, the Demonic Sect also has many similar evil arts and spells, but Young Master hasn't come into contact with them much. For example, the skeleton soldiers refined by the White Bone Commander, they all say that their soldiers are sourced from scraps, from the corpses that the Corpse General didn't want, and then they refine them. Who believes their nonsense? Hasn't the White Bone Commander ever directly killed people, removed their flesh, and refined their bones? I certainly don't believe it!"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "Hmm, I don't believe it either! Given his disregard for human life, he must have done this kind of thing countless times! By the way, why do you think Tibet seems so evil and inhumane?"

Bai Lian said, "In my opinion, the reason why the Tubo Dynasty appears evil is primarily because of its unfavorable geographical location."

Feng Jiuxiao immediately became interested, "Go on."

Bai Lian said, "My master has lived in the Great Snow Mountain for many years and has pondered these kinds of questions in her spare time. She has traveled almost all over the Tibetan region, so she has discovered many problems that are not easily discovered by us. For example, why is the tradition of human sacrifice still preserved here? First of all, the terrain here is high. The higher the terrain, the thinner the air, and the more difficult it is for people to breathe."

Feng Jiuxiao said, "That's right, I've experienced this feeling before. It must be something in the air that changes with the terrain; the higher the mountain, the thinner this substance becomes! Without it, a person would suffocate and die! This substance was called Yin Qi in the Tang Dynasty!" "Yin Qi?"

In his book "Pinglongren", Ma He, a geomancer of the Tang Dynasty, described in detail the phenomenon of the separation of "yin qi" and "yang qi" during the alchemy process. He said that "yin qi" has the effect of aiding combustion. Without this yin qi, even a burning flame will be forced to go out!

Bai Lian said, "Let's continue our previous topic! Survival of the fittest means that those who survive are naturally the ones with strong physical abilities. Those babies who are not physically strong will be eliminated by nature. This is not a problem in itself, but in later generations, it gave rise to the evil custom of 'sacrificing sick babies to the mountain god.' I don't know when it originated."

Feng Jiuxiao said, "Yes, as long as one person suddenly has this idea, it will spread like a virus, from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, and then be passed down to become a custom."

Bai Lian said, "Furthermore, the land here is barren and there is not enough arable land. Sometimes, in order to control the population, we are forced to wage war to reduce the number of people. In addition, this place is located in the border region, and there are frequent snowstorms that block the mountains for more than half a year. We cannot grow crops and cannot afford to raise livestock. What can we do? Some people will come up with the idea of ​​killing people to store human flesh as rations!"

Feng Jiuxiao couldn't help but feel saddened.

In harsh, cold lands, survival is already difficult. Over time, the law of the jungle emerges, and the strong prey on the weak!
The strong make the rules, the weak follow them!
Once the strong gain the upper hand, they naturally want to maintain that advantage forever, just like Han emperors wanted their empires to be secure forever. How can they achieve this? Besides relying on violent suppression, they also need mind control! They must grasp both aspects firmly!

Bai Lian said, "The vested interests of Tibet, using the power of Buddhism, distorted Buddhist doctrines, proposing the concept of karma and reincarnation, and advocating that 'the suffering of the lowly in this life is to atone for past sins,' thus making the people content to be skinned alive and made into drums! They also advocated that 'child corpses as ritual implements help them quickly attain enlightenment,' making parents feel honored to offer their children as sacrifices! Such examples are countless! In addition, they forcibly promoted the slave caste system, emphasizing class, from the Zanpu (king) down, there were nobles, warriors, then commoners, then lowly slaves, and finally sacrifices! Living people were classified as sacrifices, not even considered slaves, at most considered ritual implements! Through the system, it was stipulated that the children of lowly slaves would be branded with the words 'sacrificeable' on their foreheads, ensuring that lowly slaves could never rise again! Furthermore, they sealed off the people's knowledge, strictly prohibiting the entry of any outside writing except Buddhist scriptures! Although those inns had Chinese signs, they were just signs; not even a single Chinese poem was allowed inside! Anyone who discussed Central Plains culture and history had their tongue cut out!"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "They really have a lot of tricks up their sleeves! But I believe that one day someone will save the Tibetan people, and those serfs will definitely regard that person as the sun shining on the earth!"

Bai Lian asked, "Young master, who do you think is the person who can unify Tibet? Is it Zhao Guangyi or his descendant?"

Feng Jiuxiao's gaze was profound. "Zhao Guangyi couldn't accomplish this even if he devoted his entire life to it! He couldn't even conquer the small Northern Han, let alone the Khitan, whose territory was more expansive and whose army was stronger than that of the Song Dynasty?"

"Young master, then tell me, if the Song Dynasty were to concentrate its forces to conquer the Liao Dynasty, how many years would it take?"

"Given the current strength of the Song Dynasty, conquering the Liao Dynasty would be extremely difficult! Both sides are very large, and neither can easily subdue the other! Unless one side receives some extraordinary assistance that breaks the balance!"

"In other words, Zhao Guangyi will probably never be able to unify the country in his lifetime?"

"That's right! The Song Dynasty lacks natural horse pastures, which is a disadvantage from the outset! If the Song Dynasty could have heavy cavalry of equal numbers to the Khitan, it might have a chance to unify the Liao Dynasty!"

"So, does this mean the Song dynasty has no hope of rescuing Tibet within the next few decades?"

"That's right! The prerequisite for conquering Tibet is that the entire Central Plains, including the Khitan, Western Xia, and Dali, must be under one state. Otherwise, if our soldiers charge forward, there is a risk of trouble in our own backyard! Otherwise, we will suffer heavy losses from a long expedition, our base will be destroyed, and we will never be able to recover!"

Bai Lian said, "It won't be easy to annex Western Xia!"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "That's right! The military of Western Xia is no worse than that of the Song Dynasty! In particular, they have heavy cavalry, and they are not at a disadvantage in battles against the Song Dynasty, and even have the upper hand! If they weren't so small, I estimate they would have already launched an eastern expedition to the Central Plains!"

Bai Lian said, "If the Demon Lord had supported Western Xia instead of Western Shu back then, perhaps the outcome would have been different!"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "What a pity, no one can see in the future!"

Bai Lian said, "So, the Song Dynasty is unable to fulfill its mission of unifying the world? But didn't Zhao Guangyi seize the Azure Dragon's fortune?"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "It's a pity that he only seized half of the Azure Dragon's fortune; the other half was taken by Princess Shengnan of the Liao Dynasty!"

Bai Lian suddenly exclaimed in realization, "No wonder the Song Dynasty couldn't unify the world! Because it only obtained half of the dragon's energy, it could only share the world with the Liao Dynasty!"

Feng Jiuxiao's eyes flashed: "The fact that the two families each seized half of the dragon energy only shows that the fortunes of the Song and Liao dynasties are roughly equal!"

Bai Lian noticed that Feng Jiuxiao's expression was a bit strange and couldn't help but ask in surprise, "What is it that you're thinking about, young master?"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "I thought of the phrase 'to live and die together'!"

"Oh? The Song and Liao dynasties share a life-and-death bond?"

"Indeed! If this is the will of Heaven, then it means that if the Song Dynasty lives, the Liao Dynasty will live, and if the Song Dynasty dies, the Liao Dynasty will perish!"

Bai Lian also found it somewhat unbelievable, but quickly understood, "Does the young master mean that a new dynasty will rise in the future and destroy both the Song and Liao dynasties at the same time?"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "That's right!" He suddenly paused, "However, nothing is absolute. There may be some twists and turns! For example, the Great Song Dynasty may destroy the Great Liao Dynasty first, but be severely weakened, and someone else may reap the benefits! It is also possible that the Great Liao Dynasty may destroy the Great Song Dynasty, and then have its homeland raided and annexed by someone else!"

Bai Lian said, "In short, if the Song and Liao dynasties don't go to war, the emerging powers won't have a chance, right?"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "That's right! It's a pity that the emperor of the Central Plains will definitely go to war because of his obsession with unifying the world. However, the timing of the war will depend on how well he has prepared his troops and supplies! The emperor of the Great Liao will also definitely go to war! The civilization of the Central Plains is fatally attractive to them, and the sense of superiority of the people of the Great Liao living in the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun is also stimulating the people of Liaodong! Going south is no longer just a thought of the royal family!"

Bai Lian asked, "When will the Liao Dynasty launch a war?"

Feng Jiuxiao looked towards the northeast, "I'm afraid I'll never see the Liao cavalry drinking from the Yellow River in my lifetime!"

Bai Lian was taken aback, then recalled some rumors circulating in the martial arts world, "Could it be that the Liao royal family and the young master have reached an agreement?"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "That's right! The Empress Dowager of Liao said that she would not send a single soldier south to the Central Plains during her lifetime!"

Bai Lian said, "But I heard that when the Song Dynasty attacked the Northern Han a few days ago, the Liao Dynasty sent troops to support them!"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "The Liao Dynasty is not in breach of contract! They have a defense agreement with the Northern Han Dynasty. The emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty was appointed by the Liao Dynasty. If the Northern Han Dynasty is attacked, the Liao Dynasty will definitely send troops!"

Bai Lian asked, "If the Song Dynasty launches an attack on the Liao Dynasty, what will the Liao Dynasty do?"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "What else can we do? Of course, we have to fight back! There's no reason not to fight back when you're being attacked! Zhao Guangyi never said he wouldn't launch a northern expedition in his lifetime! His greatest wish in life is to launch a northern expedition against the Liao Dynasty and unify the world!"

Bai Lian said, "I hope that the Great Song Dynasty can unify the country and incorporate Tibet into the entire territory of the Han Dynasty! In this way, the Tibetan slave system can be abolished! Those serfs can be freed, their descendants will have hope of living, and children from poor families will no longer have to worry about being made into magic tools!"

Feng Jiuxiao looked up at the sky and said, "Let's hope so. Anything is possible! Maybe the Great Song Dynasty can really achieve the unification of the four seas!"

Pang Shiwu called out from afar, "Brother, if they're not coming, I'll go over there!"

He was already getting impatient!
Those blood-braided executioners crept furtively toward this side, their countless braids swaying like venomous snakes behind them, looking extremely eerie!
If you stand behind these blood-braided monks, you'll see eight braids protruding from the back of each monk, resembling a swarm of writhing snakes! This is their deadly weapon—the "Reincarnation Rope"! Also known as the blood braid!
All thirty blood-braided executioners had bloodshot eyes, like those of wild beasts! Each of them had a swastika tattooed between their eyebrows!

Feng Jiuxiao said, "Go ahead if you want! Leave the archers to me!"

Suddenly, he heard Yuan Zishan behind him say, "I'll go! Those archers have a chilling aura on them, which will be beneficial to me!"

Bai Lian thought to herself: It is said that Miss Yuan has a martial art that can instantly increase combat power three times. I wonder if it is true or not!

Yuan Zishan, clad in a black fox fur coat and no longer veiled, revealed starry eyes, white teeth, fiery red lips, and skin as smooth and delicate as jade. Her graceful figure moved with the grace of a lotus flower, and in the blink of an eye, she had drifted into the distance! Upon closer inspection, she found herself standing before three hundred archers from the Ice Ravine!