Ming Dynasty: pacifying the rebellion and defending the border, dominating the world

Chapter 15: Things That Happened Back Then, Turbulence Arose Outside Jiayuguan

Although in recent years, Zhu Jinzhen's reputation has been growing.

But he still remembered the tragic war that year clearly.

The Mongols and Liao attacked the border so suddenly that they almost mobilized the entire country to attack.

At Jiayuguan, the Thirteen Guards of Shaanxi were completely unable to resist.

Before the country was destroyed, Zhu Jinzhen stepped forward and led the Tiance and Cangyun armies to repel the Mongols and the Liao Dynasty. In the battle, he fought one against three and defeated the three pillars of the Mongols and Liao Dynasty, creating an unprecedented reputation.

But in this process, it was Tian Ce who fought bravely, it was Cang Yun Xuan Jia who was determined and unwavering, and it was the Thirteen Guards of Shaanxi who sacrificed their lives.

There were piles of corpses outside Jiayuguan.

After the battle, both Tiance Mansion and Cangyun Army suffered heavy losses, with less than half of the main elite troops surviving. Almost every household in Shaanxi was in mourning. It was a victory forged by countless heroic souls, but it was also a bloody and painful lesson.

Zhu Jinzhen would never let such a thing happen again.

At this time, a Tiance soldier came to report.

"Your Highness, Cang Yun has received new battle reports."

"Oh?"

Zhu Jinzhen took over Cang Yun's information.

"Pity."

"I still overestimated the determination of the Mongols. I thought Princess Shao Min could catch a big fish, but it turned out to be just a few small shrimps. The Mongols have also seen many new masters emerge in recent years. Why don't they send them to try?"

After seeing Cang Yun's report, Zhu Jinzhen was filled with disappointment.

How great would it be if the Mongols sent a land immortal?
When he left the palace in the morning, he and Changsun Wangqing had prepared a huge surprise for the scouts, forces, and the Mongols who appeared in Shaanxi today.

As a result, they actually sent a grandmaster?

In the end, he didn't care about the life or death of Princess Shao Min, or did he underestimate Zhu Jinzhen?

Zhu Jinzhen narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance: "I wonder how many people will be involved this time?"

……

On the other side, outside Jiayuguan.

Yan Yimei, dressed in black armor and holding a black sword and a black shield, chased a figure in red for more than ten miles, then stopped the person who was about to flee and stopped him with his sword.

"Now that you're here, why rush to leave?"

"Amitabha, the donor is wrong."

"Oh?" Yan Yimei sneered, knife in hand: "What's wrong?"

The red-robed figure, with his hands clasped together, had a ferocious expression, completely devoid of the compassion of the Buddhists. Instead, he revealed murderous intent: "That was my mistake. I shouldn't have chased you."

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
As his voice fell, several uninvited guests appeared around Yan Yimei.

"Only by how many of them?"

Yan Yimei's expression remained unchanged as she said coldly, "Those bald donkeys, even if they all point to the Mysterious, are nothing more than a few dead men. Of course, that includes you, Red Sun Dharma King!"

"Amitabha, does Benefactor Yan recognize this poor monk?"

The red-robed monk was quite surprised. He didn't expect that Yan Yimei actually knew him?

"Although you didn't appear on the battlefield a few years ago, I killed your junior fellow with the wheel." Yan Yimei nodded and continued, "Later, I learned that the fellow was called the Golden Wheel Dharma King, a Tibetan Tantric monk. He had a senior fellow named the Red Sun Dharma King, the foremost master of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism. His martial arts skills, the 'Immortal Technique' and the Nine-Character Mantra hand seals, were superb."

"It is said that Yishou Yoga Mitsuyogi has a Buddha-like appearance and has been a master in the celestial realm for many years."

Yan Yimei knew everything about the Red Sun Dharma King.

It wasn't that she wanted to know, but when her Highness knew that she had killed the monk with the wheel on the battlefield, he seemed a little surprised and mentioned it casually, and Yan Yimei remembered it firmly.

Dharma King Hongri clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, thank you for remembering me. After today, you don't need to remember me anymore."

The meaning of this sentence is to tell Yan Yimei.

The dead don't need to remember so much. Coincidentally, Yan Yimei also thought so.

Yan Yimei agreed: "Indeed, I don't have the habit of remembering the names of the dead."

Upon hearing this, the Red Sun Dharma King was not annoyed. He was a monk, and although his hands were stained with blood, he was very skilled in self-cultivation and would not get angry over a few words.

He smiled and asked, as if possessed by a mysterious force: "Have you ever heard of the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation?"

"Vajra Subduing Demons?" Yan Yimei frowned slightly, showing a hint of shock for the first time. She looked at the monks in the Finger Profound Realm around her and asked, "You are not from the Tantric sect, but from Shaolin?"

Now, not only the Red Sun Dharma King, but even the old monks dressed as lamas were shocked.

The Vajra Demon Subduing Circle was created by the three Shaolin monks after years of painstaking research. It was originally intended to deal with Yang Dingtian, the former leader of the Ming Cult, and has never been used in public.

How did this Cang Yun female general in front of him know this?
Yan Yimei's expression turned cold: "It seems that I guessed right."

This matter is in the intelligence database of the Xuanjia Secret Guard.

This was intelligence information that her prince Zhu Jinzhen had personally compiled into a book over the years. As the deputy commander of the Xuanjia Secret Guard, she had naturally read it more than once.

She was not surprised that the Tantric people would come to seek revenge on her, but the Prince Su's Mansion, the Cangyun Army and the Shaolin Temple had never interfered with each other. These bald monks were obviously trying to make things difficult for their Prince Su's Mansion by getting involved?
So……

Yan Yimei's expression turned cold, and murderous intent burned in her eyes.

Hiss!

A burst of rapid horse hoof sounds came from far away, like thunder rolling in the sky, and in a blink of an eye, it appeared not far behind Yan Yimei from thousands of meters away.

"Damn, that's not good."

The Red Sun Dharma King and his companions were all shocked and immediately realized that this was a trap.

Yan Yimei was not led out by them, but followed them out on her own initiative.

Immediately, he turned around and ran away without thinking.

"choke!"

Yan Yimei's sword light crossed the sky and slashed towards the Red Sun Dharma King. The sword was swift and domineering, and the sword force was as heavy as a mountain. It had reached the point where there was no law but there was a law, and the intention was formed before the sword arrived.

A sword cuts through the air, as vast as a natural moat.

The Red Sun Dharma King, without thinking, used the Immortality Technique combined with the Nine-Character Mantra hand seal to strike out with a palm.

Bang~!

The sword light shattered and the palm print dissipated.

The raging residual force of the true qi caused dust and smoke to rise everywhere.

After this blow, Yan Yimei and King Hongri each retreated three steps.

“The sword is made before the intention is fulfilled.”

"You are actually a Grandmaster of the Dao of Sword?"

The Red Sun Dharma King looked extremely ugly. Although the situation seemed to be a draw, it was extremely unfavorable to him because behind Yan Yimei was Jiayu Pass and in front of her was the Cang Yun Iron Cavalry who seemed to have been ambushed in advance.

He cannot escape far after this attack and will be attacked from both sides.

"It's too late to find out." Yan Yimei pointed coldly.

"Hahaha, General Yan, how about you leave this old bald donkey to me?" A sturdy man in blood-red armor but with a big bald head came quickly from the side with a big laugh.

Dharma King Hongri's heart sank. "Such sound waves, so powerful that they move heaven and earth, is he another great master?"

In the previous confrontation, King Hongri had already seen that Yan Yimei was not much weaker than him. Now that a great master of celestial phenomena was blocking his way, he would probably have to pay a price to escape today.

But when the Red Sun Dharma King turned his gaze to the figure, ready to see who it was, he couldn't help but want to curse at the first sight. He had heard of people pointing at monks and calling them bald donkeys, but this was the first time he heard a monk pointing at another monk and calling him bald donkeys.

That’s right, the person who came was the leader of the Cang Yunpo camp, the Red-robed Buddha, Wang Bukong.

A monk.

(End of this chapter)