The abbot of Lingyin Temple fainted again after waking up.
When he woke up in the arms of the monk who had been driven out of the temple, he was shocked to see boxes piled up in front of him.
Inside the box are countless IOUs, land deed documents, various account books, etc.
Then he saw Li Yunze holding a torch, and reached out to place the torch on the most precious treasure in the temple.
The box had obviously been doused with oil, and when the torch was dropped, it soon burst into flames.
Seeing how many generations of hard work and accumulation turned into ashes before his eyes, the abbot couldn't catch his breath and fainted again.
Fortunately, he fainted again, which prevented him from hearing Li Yunze's next arrangements, otherwise he would be scared to death.
"The monks in the temple all arranged for ships to be sent to Luzon to influence the local indigenous people. They wanted to influence the local indigenous people to be honest and obedient, and to work conscientiously for the Song Dynasty from now on. If you can't do this, don't come back in this life."
"Aren't you shouting all day long to save all sentient beings and that all sentient beings are equal? Then go to the border to influence the indigenous people."
Li Yunze told Lu Zhishen, "As a great monk, you must handle this matter well and truly spread Buddhism to all parts of the world. You can even influence the ignorant savage natives. Doesn't this show your ability?"
Lu Zhishen nodded repeatedly, indicating that he already understood what to do.
"As long as you understand." Li Yunze nodded and said, "The temples all over the south of the Yangtze River will follow this approach."
After talking about what was going on here, Li Yunze called Gongsun Sheng over, "As a national teacher, when you saw the Buddhist sect working hard for the country, you didn't think of any reaction from the Taoist sect?"
Gongsun Sheng bowed with a wry smile, "Prime Minister, the Taoist sect has been conquered by the royal family of the Song Dynasty for many years, and they are basically considered as subordinates of the royal family. Moreover, the sects of the Taoist sect are mainly Qing cultivators, and they are busy cultivating Taoism all day long. Refining alchemy. What we can do is actually
not much. "
"Then we should do something. It's not a good thing to stay in the mountains all day practicing mercury sulfuric acid." Li Yunze's sincere words of education "We must find the right direction for development and conduct special research according to science. We have developed something like sulfuric acid." It’s not about drinking it and then joining the troops
It’s too late to solve it. Science should be the main focus. "
"Let's do this." Li Yunze began to make arrangements, "Set up an Academy of Sciences in Bianliang City, with you as the head. In the name of holding various Taoist dharma meetings, let those Taoist priests who have been hiding in the mountains all day come out and gather together. Studying science and technology in the academy.”
Gongsun Sheng was puzzled, "May I ask the Prime Minister, what is the Academy of Sciences? We Taoist priests only know how to make elixirs, so what can we do if we gather together?"
"The Academy of Sciences means science, and is used to deal with Neo-Confucianism." Li Yunze raised his hand and patted Gongsun Sheng on the shoulder. "The Taoist priests gathered together and first considered why the apple fell to the ground, and then studied the steam engine."
"When an apple is ripe, it will naturally fall to the ground. This is the law of heaven and earth." Speaking of these, Gongsun Sheng became interested, "What is a steam engine?"
Li Yunze silently looked at Gongsun Sheng, who was full of curiosity, and said after a moment, "I will give you a civilian telescope, so you can study the laws of heaven and earth. As for the steam engine, there will be drawings and real objects." What you Taoist priests have to do is to live a good life...study and understand it, and then specialize in it."
"This matter is settled." Li Yunze stopped explaining and looked at the helpful Taoist priests for a while, helping the monks put aside their worldly worries, leaving only their pure roots.
He waited until the entire temple became a truly pure place of Buddhism before he turned his attention to the foot of the mountain.
On the shore of the West Lake, a duel between the two armies has broken out.
The officers and soldiers were well-trained and well-equipped, and used various siege equipment to attack the city wall.
Although Fang La's men fought bravely, they were just a ragtag group, and their equipment was very poor. Most of them didn't even have a set of leather armor, let alone iron armor.
The war is completely one-sided, and the city will inevitably be breached before long.
At this moment, Li Yunze saw a cloud of black energy rising from the city wall, covering a group of dead soldiers who were fighting on the city wall.
In just a moment, the black energy dissipated and all the dead soldiers were lying down.
"Hey, cheating."
Li Yunze sneered and turned to Gongsun Sheng, "National Master, it's your turn to appear."
Gongsun Sheng, who looked solemn, nodded and immediately led a large group of Taoist priests who came out of the temple down the mountain and headed straight for the city wall.
The two sides fought fiercely, with black air and red clouds complementing each other.
The wind suddenly rose and the rainstorm came suddenly.
The fierce spell competition attracted everyone's attention, and the battles elsewhere were overshadowed by it.
As for the final result, of course, Gongsun Sheng's side with an absolute numerical advantage won.
The failure of the battle caused the morale of Fang La's army, which was already in adversity, to collapse. As the Song army entered the city, the situation was over.
Halfway up the mountain, Li Yunze, who was sitting on a horse, clapped his hands and stood up, calling Lu Zhishen and others, "Let's go into the city!"
As the Song army entered the city, most of Fang La's army fled and surrendered, leaving only the core group of people, guarding Fang La and others as they tried to break out.
They were naturally targeted by the Song army, and they were blocked and killed fiercely along the street.
When Li Yunze came to the city wall, he saw a bald monk waving his Zen staff on a street not far away, looking like an unstoppable mad tiger.
Even a soldier wearing heavy armor will be knocked to the ground if hit by his Zen staff.
"What a great strength." Li Yunze laughed and turned to look at Lu Zhishen, who was eager to try. "Master Lu, how about you conquer this rebellious Buddhist school?"
"Look at me!"
Lu Zhishen, who picked up the 62-inch water-milled iron Zen staff, immediately shouted loudly, quickly walked down the city wall and ran straight towards the man.
Li Yunze on the city wall could see clearly that the two sides bumped into each other. First they exchanged a few words, and then each of them waved their Zen sticks and hit each other.
They are all men of infinite strength, the kind who can uproot a weeping willow tree.
The duel between the two was like sparks hitting the earth, with the Zen staffs constantly clashing and sparking countless sparks.
In the end, Lu Zhishen was the better, and his strength was one point higher than yours.
After fighting for more than a hundred times to compete in strength, Lu Zhishen successfully knocked away his opponent's Zen staff, and then knocked it down on the opponent's bald head.
Lu Zhishen, panting heavily, returned and reported to Li Yunze, "Prime Minister, I have already defeated Deng Yuanjue."... "Well done, I will take credit."
The street fighting was very cruel, and the generals of Fang La's army who were unwilling to surrender were killed one after another in the street fighting.
Although they were brave, facing the torrent of steel composed of soldiers and the rows of divine arms shooting with bows, their personal bravery did not play a big role.
Li Yunze on the city wall silently watched Fang La's army being wiped out one after another without any emotion on his face.
When they set fire to people's homes, used them as cannon fodder, and robbed their money and children, they should have thought that they would end up like this.
"Where is Fang La?"
"The bandit chief rushed out of Phoenix Mountain and headed straight for the Qiantang River!"
He is as brave as Xiang Yu, who even thinks about running away when he loses a battle, let alone Fang La, who is the leader of the vitality club.
Before the city of Hangzhou was besieged, he had arranged an escape route for himself, which was a boat on the Qiantang River.
The original plan was to wait until the situation turned bad and then run away at night.
Unexpectedly, the fighting power of the army was so terrifying. The city had already been breached before the sky turned dark.
In desperation, he had no choice but to betray his confidants to attract the attention of the officers and soldiers, while he fled along the Phoenix Mountain to the riverside.
"Holy Duke, go quickly!
"
Shi Bao, who was wielding a meteor hammer, led Fang La's last core troops to block the pursuing officers and soldiers. Before being trapped in a tight siege, he desperately roared at Fang La who was fleeing in the distance. Unfortunately, the battlefield was too noisy with people shouting and horses neighing. Fang La, who was running away, didn't hear it at all.
As the soldiers swarmed forward, Shi Bao was quickly submerged in the torrent of steel.
The role that personal bravery can play is really minimal on the battlefield where large armies are fighting.
Even if Lu Bu comes, facing the siege of hundreds of soldiers, he can only escape on the red rabbit horse.
Unless you have the ability of Sun Wukong.
After finally escaping to the riverside, the small ferry boat that had been waiting for a long time hurriedly came over.
Fang La took a breath and looked around, but there was no one close to him!
Although he ordered the breakout to be dispersed to attract the attention of the officers and soldiers. But in such a situation, Fang La couldn't help but shed crocodile tears.
"Holy Duke." Song Jiang beside him said with a hint of anxiety, "Now is not the time to cry. I'd better get on the boat quickly."
Fang La looked at the black-faced dwarf in front of him, and suddenly his heart arose with anger and hatred.
He raised his leg and kicked Song Jiang to the ground. "It's all your fault! When you get to Tian Hu's place, Tian Hu will die. When you get to Wang Qing's place, Wang Qing will die. When you get to my place, even I will die." You will kill me!"
Song Jiang has no confidants around him, and all his loyal confidants have already been lost to let him run away.
The only acquaintances on the side were Chao Gai and Wu Yong.
The two of them stood aside and watched indifferently, with no intention of helping.
Song Jiang's character had long been destroyed in his escapes.
Seeing that Fang La was about to raise his sword, Song Jiang hurriedly rushed forward, hugged Fang La's thigh and cried, "Don't get angry and hurt your body, Holy Duke. We will retreat for the time being to avoid the sharp edges of the officers and soldiers. When we accumulate strength, we will have a chance to make a comeback." It’s still useful, and it can still serve the Holy Duke.
~~~"
Fang La took a breath, thinking that there was indeed no one available around him. Even if he escapes to a foreign country overseas, this person can still be a housekeeper or something.
"Huh." Fang La kicked Song Jiang hard again, and then Fang La yelled, "Let go! Get on the boat!"
The group of people hurriedly got on the boat, and then left the shore and docked at the big ship in the river.
The losses reached such an extent that Fang La completely lost the courage to escape back to his hometown of Qingxi and wait for a comeback.
He also has an identity as a maritime merchant, so he plans to go to sea to live in a foreign country to see if there will be any changes in the Song Dynasty, giving him a chance to come back.
The Song Army finally caught up to the shore, but they had no ships and could only watch the large ships moving away with the help of the wind.
Li Yunze, who was riding a horse by the river, smiled when he saw this scene.
All the generals around him expressed regret that the thief chieftain had escaped.
"Run? Where to run?" Li Yunze looked around, "I have no plans, how could I turn a blind eye to the river just outside the city? It has been arranged long ago, and he can't run away."
Li Yunze's battlefield experience is so rich, he is already a full-level player simply by accumulating experience.
The Qiantang River was such a big escape channel right on the edge of the battlefield, how could he not see it.
Sure enough, in a short time, a huge fleet of dozens of ships came from the direction of the sea outlet. .
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