"The evil monks from the Western Regions possess all kinds of evil arts. Some of them are also good at cheating death. After finishing their attacks, they went to burn the temple down!"
As the eldest prince of the evil country, Yu Dan is not as strong as Wu Chao, but Yu Dan is not lacking in knowledge.
The cheers of the cavalry only lasted for more than ten seconds, and Yu Dan began to issue the second order.
"uh-huh?"
Lying behind the corpses piled up in the temple, Fozi made a slight sound and looked at Zhang Xuezhou lying behind.
He hoped that Zhang Xuezhou could translate the contents of the other commander's orders so that he could make accurate judgments.
As long as they are not suddenly attacked and killed, ambush is the method that Buddhists like to use.
But today, he had a vague feeling that the ambush had been discovered.
"They seem to be preparing to set fire!"
Zhang Xuezhou responded in a low voice.
His translation was short and straight to the point.
Fozi instinctively sensed that what the other commander said was more than that, but when he heard the bright light of the torch outside the gate of the temple, he quickly shut his mouth.
"Your Highness, these monks are burning corpses in the temple. There are at least seven or eight corpses piled up in the temple right now!"
"There's a morgue over there!"
"These people are really evil monks!"
"They also burned the body!"
"Who doesn't know that we Jiguo people and Dayuezhi people are willing to return to nature, and dying in the wilderness slowly waiting for our bodies to decay is our best destination. These people disturb the peace after death!"
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The soldiers will approach the temple on horseback, and their tall horses will directly gaze at everything in the temple.
Looking at the neatly arranged corpses and the large fire that was still burning, many people shouted out from time to time.
"uh-huh?"
Buddha asked in a low voice.
“It’s too much to translate!”
Zhang Xuezhou responded in a low voice.
However, many soldiers preparing to set fire to the temple obviously took a fancy to the large burning fire. Compared with finding weeds to lay fire to burn the temple, it was obviously more convenient to directly take the burning wood from the fire.
The wooden fence door was kicked open with two kicks, and a military attache wearing a silver crown stepped into the temple.
He glanced at the people and corpses on the ground, then stretched out his bow and shot out an arrow.
The sound of an arrow hitting Najima came, and Zhang Xuezhou's body couldn't help but tremble.
"I'll kill you even if I pretend to be dead!"
The military attaché snorted and then shot another arrow.
The arrow hit the old monk. The old monk groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood. His legs immediately twitched there, looking like he was struggling to his death after being seriously injured by the arrow.
The military attache couldn't help laughing when he saw this, he drew out the long knife from his waist and chopped it down, and then began to call people to get wood from the fire to burn the temple.
The burning wood in the fire was thrown everywhere, and flames began to spread in the temple.
"His Royal Highness the First Prince..."
"The eldest prince?"
When the military attaché reported back, Fozi finally heard some important information.
His foreign language proficiency is also limited. If he does not use clear and precise narration, it will be difficult for Buddhists to understand the words of the people from the evil country.
But occasionally some words still fell into the ears of Buddha.
He didn't understand what the military attache reported later, but he undoubtedly understood the other party's title.
"This is the biggest high-ranking official we have ever met. The leader once said that I will have an opportunity when I come to the East. This opportunity will probably fall on him!"
Buddha thought secretly in his heart.
Coming to the East with twelve protector monks, he experienced countless hardships along the way. The Buddha felt that an opportunity might have come now.
Being in the former territory of the Da Yuezhi Kingdom, the eldest prince who could come here could only belong to the Fierce Kingdom.
This is the largest powerful country in Luzhou, Beiju. As the prince of the country, Buddha thinks that the other party must be hiding something heavy.
That might be the opportunity he's looking for.
He didn't care about the fires igniting everywhere in the temple, or the flames burning on his body. He just kept counting down in his heart.
"Oh...oh!"
Fozi kept counting the cavalry who would step into the ambush, and waited for the eldest prince to even take a step into the encirclement.
But the laughter coming from Najima broke the thoughts in his mind.
When he glanced over, he saw Najma jumping up.
"Why are you tickling the soles of my feet?"
Najma shouted and looked at the direction where she raised her feet.
He only felt a few feathers flash in his eyes, and then disappeared again, leaving only the honest and reliable young gentleman lying on the ground pretending to be dead.
This made his eyes widen.
But Najma's doubts ended in just a few seconds.
Following the Buddha's shout, eighteen wooden stakes as thick as arms flew out of the temple like crossbow arrows.
A wooden stake penetrated directly into the chest of a fierce country guard, causing instant disembowelment and death.
There were also people who were hit hard on the head with wooden stakes, causing them to become completely unrecognizable in one blow.
"kill!"
Najma shouted, raised the sword in her hand and slashed it.
The old monk climbed up expressionlessly, ignoring the arrow wounds and knife wounds on his body. He dragged his seriously injured body and shook the magic weapon bell that had been preparing for a long time in his hand.
The crisp sound of the bells vibrated, causing many mounts to neigh in fear and forcefully break free from the control of the horse officials. Some mounts that lacked the control of their owners ran away.
Bhadra's demon-subduing pestle flew out and hit the military attache's head directly.
"There's an ambush!"
The military attache held a long sword and blocked the dragon-subduing stake with one strike, but it was difficult to block the sneak attack of the subduing magic pestle.
The silver crown on his head cracked, and blood gurgled out from his forehead.
When caught off guard, there are very few people like him who can react and take effective protection.
Among the elite Royal Guards he led, about 90% were directly killed by this sudden attack.
With his eyes wide open, he watched several monks in the rapidly blurring world in front of him quickly get up on the ground and fight back. He instinctively slashed at the nearest young monk with the final blow.
But just for a moment, he felt a chill in his chest.
When he looked down, he saw that the leather armor covering his chest had been scratched, and blood was flowing out.
A ball of bloody flesh was thrown to the ground haphazardly.
"Evil...evil monk!"
The military attaché wanted to pick up his heart and put it back into his body, but he stretched out his hand, and then it fell down weakly, and his body fell on top of the heart.
The murmuring sound in his mouth may be the last words he said to the world.
"Anyone who insults our Western followers will change their minds and turn over a new leaf!"
Fozi kicked the military attache on the head, kicked the body away, and then stepped on the heart.
Blood spurted out, but not a trace touched him.
There was a trace of evil on his gentle face, and he looked at the two riders outside the temple with an evil look on his face.
One ride belongs to the eldest prince Yu Dan, and the other ride belongs to Yu Dan's royal guardian.
As for the remaining two grooms who were constantly controlling the fleeing mounts, they were ignored by Fozi.
"The evil obstacle of Western religion!"
Beside Yu Dan, the royal guardian spoke softly.
Behind the Fierce Kingdom stood the Three Holy Lands and the Six Ancestral Lands. Behind the Great Yuezhi Kingdom stood the heavens of the past, as well as the Western religion inserted by missionaries.
For both sides, although the several forces are not like fire and water, it is obviously impossible to achieve peace during the war.
"Your Highness, please take shelter for now!"
The royal guardian looked at the Buddha who was slowly stepping out of the flames, and he felt in his heart that he had come into contact with a very dangerous master.
He didn't know if he could defeat the opponent, but he felt that it would be difficult for him to be distracted from protecting Yu Shan while resisting such a master.
"Nine Wind Demon Saint, take care of yourself!"
Yu Shan ran away without any hesitation.
For him, it was not a disadvantage to listen to the advice of a guardian whose cultivation was far superior to his own.
There was no error in the instructions he gave, and even those who executed them did not make any mistakes.
The only mistake they made was in miscalculating the evil Western monks they would face.
When the team is almost destroyed, Yu Dan's best way is to quickly seek reinforcements instead of staying and fighting.
(End of chapter)
