Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 141: The Qin Guard Zhang Yuan is here, who among you will die?
Tongyuan Town.

The Chihe River stretches for hundreds of miles, and only here is it relatively flat. A stone bridge two meters wide and fifty meters long is built across the river.

This place is under the jurisdiction of Tongyuan Temple and is one of the few large towns on the border.

The ordination master of Datianlong Temple, the hundreds of Datianlong Temple monks he led, and nearly a thousand martial artists and Buddhists were stationed outside Tongyuan Town.

In front of the big tent, the master of ordination had an extremely gloomy expression on his face.

They arrived here three days after the monks and soldiers at Dongming Temple were attacked.

Before them, four or five teams from various forces had been attacked and killed on the banks of the Fo Nu River.

The largest number is two to three thousand, and the smallest is seven to eight hundred.

They were all attacked and killed on both sides of the Chi River.

"Master, they are not human, they are heavenly soldiers, heavenly soldiers..." A monk in tattered clothes sat down in front of the big tent, his eyes blank, and he kept muttering.

He looked obviously frightened.

"They are the heavenly soldiers under the Buddha who are traveling back and forth across the Nu River. They are here specifically to punish us..." On the other side, the old monk with his hands clasped together was covered in mud, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

"Yes, yes, it was us who were greedy. We shouldn't have coveted the Bodhi seeds. We are guilty. I--" Before the monk could finish his words, the master of ordination stepped out and kicked him in the chest, crushing his sternum.

The monk fell to the ground, still whispering "I am guilty, I am guilty...", and then died.

Master Chuanjie clenched his fists, his eyes gleaming with coldness and sternness. "What about the Buddha's wrath? That's all nonsense. The Qin people are just using more killing methods."

He turned his head and looked at the monks sitting there. "Which side of the river did the Qin people appear on?"

His voice was filled with the power of the soul, and coupled with the shock of the previous murderous kick, the exhausted monks instantly stiffened.

"We at Dongming Temple were advancing along the river from the west bank. The Qin people, the Qin people, were shooting arrows from the other side, and then, and then, and again, the army charged..."

The Buddhist monk from Dongming Temple had his eyes wide open, and was trembling all over as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

His whole body trembled, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

"We at Qingzheng Temple attacked from the east bank, but the Qin people appeared on the west bank. They shot arrows, and then, they appeared on the east bank again. They, they can really cross the Nu River. They really are the heavenly soldiers under the Buddha's throne..."

"We are on the West Coast..."

"We're on the East Coast..."

The horrified narration made the monks around feel chills on their backs.

Some were attacked on the west bank, and then the Qin army chased them to the east bank and killed them. Others were attacked on the east bank, and when they turned back, the Qin army had already crossed the river, their cavalry galloping towards them...

These scattered monks fled along the river and came here by crossing the stone bridge outside Tongyuan Town.

There is no other place to cross the Chihe River for hundreds of miles.

Could it be that those Qin people were really the heavenly soldiers under the Buddha?

Otherwise, how could they have ridden across the Fo Nu River?

Master Chuanjie was extremely angry, and the innate energy in his body was shaking. He resisted the urge to kill the monks in front of him with a palm, and looked up in the direction of Chihe.

"A bunch of idiots! The Qin people just figured out a way to quickly cross the river."

"As long as you reach the Xiantian realm, crossing the river won't be difficult."

With his eyes narrowed, a sneer appeared on the master's face.

"They must have set up an ambush on the other side, waiting for us to reach the riverbank before attacking us."

"The Qin people have extremely powerful bows and crossbows. They can shoot from across the river, and we are at a great disadvantage."

His words made the monks around him look unhappy.

"Then, what should we do?"

The monk who spoke looked up cautiously.

Master Chuanjie had been waiting for this and chuckled, "Let's send a decoy force along the riverbank. They'll surely intercept us with crossbows on the other side."

"After confirming that they are on the other side, I will personally lead the team across the bridge to capture and kill them."

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On the banks of the Red River.

Zhang Yuan looked at the figure emerging from the other side of the river, and looked at Zhao Kuo beside him with a calm expression.

"Brother Zhao, do you understand what I said before?"

Zhao Kuo nodded and whispered, "If we encounter a strong enemy, we will retreat to the other side of the Red River. If we encounter a weak enemy, we will swallow it up."

"Whatever wealth and goods could not be taken along the way was distributed among the people."

"Scouts must be stationed ten miles away. Bows and crossbows must not be lost. If you can't take the pulleys with you, throw them into the river. Crossbow arrows must be crafted and replenished at all times..."

Zhao Kuo tried hard to recall what Zhang Yuan had told him, as well as what Zhang Yuan had been leading them to do these days.

He thought that to become a famous general, one had to become famous in one battle, known to the world. He thought that fighting on the battlefield should be a passionate and exciting experience.

However, in the past few days, they and Zhang Yuan have killed and defeated the enemy, who are nearly a hundred times their number, on the banks of the Chi River.

The method used was to shoot arrows across the river, and then charge on horseback to the other side...

dull.

Extremely boring.

Zhao Kuo never thought that one day he would become numb to the easy victories.

Perhaps, this is the daily life of a famous general?
Looking up, he saw Zhang Yuan straightening his clothes and holding the two swords at his waist. Zhao Kuo opened his mouth, but stopped.

Zhang Yuan had already told them that he was going to Tongyuan Town.

With his own strength, he stopped the pursuers from crossing the river, giving Zhao Kuo and his men enough time to leave.

The few days they blocked the enemy here were enough for the more than a thousand monks led by Peng Zheng to reach the territory of Yuzhao Temple.

Now it's time for Zhao Kuo and the others to leave.

Going up the Chi River, it only takes about five days for the cavalry to reach the territory of Yuzhao Temple.

Yuzhao Temple will meet us at the border and escort everyone out of Liangyuan.

The other forces have been frightened out of their wits, and no one dares to go to the Red River to intercept and hunt them down. Only the pursuers from the Datianlong Temple will definitely come.

Zhang Yuan is now going to Tongyuan Town to stop the people from Datianlong Temple and allow Zhao Kuo and others to leave smoothly.

"Zhang, Second Master," Zhao Kuo imitated the way Young Master Guo and his family addressed Zhang Yuan, "Take care, Second Master."

Zhao Kuo had always heard Young Master Guo and his family talk about Zhang Yuan's reputation for being a man of great righteousness, but it was not until this moment that he understood what true righteousness meant.

What kind of person has the courage to stop the enemy alone?

"Don't worry, you won't die." Zhang Yuan reached out and patted Zhao Kuo's shoulder, then his eyes fell on the guards.

Xu Changzhi and the Luyang Prefecture guards behind him all clenched their fists and nodded solemnly.

Zhang Yuan didn't need to say anything more.

"Bam—"

The heavy crossbow was fired, the long arrow flew, and there was a wailing on the other side of the river.

Zhang Yuan moved and quietly headed towards Tongyuan Town.

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Outside Tongyuan Town.

The master of ordination looked at the rising light and smiled.

"Do you see it?"

"The Qin army has indeed set an ambush on the other side of the river."

The faint true energy in his body surged, and the evil spirit condensed into energy.

The ordination master shouted loudly, "Cross the river."

A large group of people moved forward and rushed towards the long bridge across the Chi River.

The blood and energy in Master Chuanjie's body surged, and his feet floated like smoke and dust, going straight up to the two-meter-wide stone bridge.

When he reached the middle of the stone bridge, he stopped.

In front, twenty feet away from the opposite river bank, a figure stood alone.

He had seen this person before.

In front of the gate of Xiaotianlong Temple, it was this person who took the three Bodhi seeds.

It is said that it was this man who led all the Qin people and killed all the monks and soldiers from Liangyuan who were blocking the enemy.

Is this because he knew he was in a desperate situation and was willing to die bravely to buy a chance of survival for those Qin people?
One person comes to Tongyuan Town and stops the enemy on this bridge?

remarkably brave.

I don't know how long I can hold out.

The master of ordination showed a sneer on his face and pointed the dark golden Zen staff in his hand forward.

Behind him, several figures rushed past, their blood and energy surging, carrying with them a sharp aura of evil and murderous intent.

On the stone bridge, Zhang Yuan faced the figures in front of him, holding down the hilt of the sword at his waist with both hands. The fighting spirit and blood energy in his body surged up, like a mad dragon soaring into the sky.

"Zhang Yuan, the great Qin warrior, is here. Who among you is here to die—"

(End of this chapter)