Sacrifice to Feed Demons [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

In a blink of an eye, the war between Qing and Liao has lasted for several months. From the weather where even a layer of flesh would be frozen off by the coldness above when picking up a knife and gun, to the current spring, the Yanmen Army has sacrificed a lot to defend their home and country Soldiers who can only stick to it so far.

Hua Manting blew out the bowl of oil lamps in the tent, and took advantage of the twilight of the sky to lift the curtain to take a breath of fresh air in the morning.

Yanmen is no different than other places. At this time, not only is there a lot of people getting up and moving, the sound in the ears is no longer as quiet as at night, and you can see many popular scenes along the way.

"General Hua, you woke up so early?"

"Morning General Hua!"

"Has General Hua eaten?"

Hua Manting nodded to the people who greeted him, and bought two steamed buns from the aunt.

The aunt selling steamed buns opened the steaming steamer and took out steamed, fragrant and soft steamed buns.

"General Hua needs to eat more, everyone is counting on you!"

Two steamed buns the size of fists were wrapped in parchment paper and stuffed into Hua Manting's hands, and the aunt even brought him one more.

Hua Manting: "Ma'am, I've given you too much..."

But even if he said so, the aunt would never want to go back again, and Hua Manting has gratefully accepted the kindness from the border people for countless times.

The war that has continued to this day and the fighting with no end in sight have caused the boundary between the army and the people in the pass to become more and more confused. I don’t know when, for the convenience of the barracks, many folks came here to set up stalls here, just to facilitate them. Generals who get up early or don't sleep at all can have a hot bite.

But... three buns are still a bit too much.

When Hua Manlou saw Hua Manlou, his eyes lit up and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Qitong, come quickly, I brought breakfast!"

Hua Manlou turned around, and was stuffed with steamed buns in puzzlement.

The two had this simple breakfast together with hot tea, and then Hua Manting looked at the place where Hua Manlou stood.

Ordinary vegetation, not to mention strange species, do not even have gorgeous flowers, but if you search carefully, you can find clusters of small white flowers the size of mung beans clustered among the green grass leaves, and the flower centers are fresh and tender. The fresh yellow is hidden among the greenery, only waiting for the breeze to blow, or someone with a keen sense of smell like Hua Manting to discover it.

Hua Manting knew his younger brother's hobbies, and seeing that he could find his hobbies calmly in this cruel place, his heart that was worried about Qi Tong's haze from seeing many people die finally relaxed.

"It's star grass, which has the effect of stopping bleeding and dispelling heat. Because it grows rapidly, it is picked and dried by nearby people every spring and made into a hemostatic medicine for the army."

Hua Manlou suddenly realized: "So that's the case, no wonder I feel a little familiar with this smell."

During the time he was in the military camp, Hua Manlou was most often in the wounded barracks. Together with Prince Changqin, he treated and comforted many people who had been disabled for life on the battlefield, and helped them regain their confidence in life.

We must know that no matter what age, injuries will not end well.

Either he couldn't accept his physical disability and suffered severe mental illness and became violent and irritable, or he couldn't find a job after returning home due to the injury and ended up in despair.

It can be said that most of these "heroes" who defended their families and dedicated their lives to their country had a bleak ending, and few of them lived a very good life.

Hua Manlou also stayed in the army for more than half a month. He had to cut off his arm because of the rotten wound. The people with legs and feet grabbed him and shouted in panic that he was disabled. What should the old parents do?It was only when I learned how my wife and young son should live that there are still such a group of "strong people" in the eyes of ordinary people who need people's care.

They are not much stronger than many people, but if health is strong, then they take up arms to protect what can be defended, but they drop themselves from the position of "strong" to "weak" in the eyes of everyone.

They couldn't even maintain their original status. In the end, many people were enduring strange looks that they shouldn't have, so that they might regret their early actions and forget why they fought in the first place.

This is a kind of sadness in Hua Manlou's eyes. He is actually in a "weak" position. Because of his blindness, too many people take it for granted that too many unnecessary opinions are placed on him.

My good friend Lu Xiaofeng once lamented, how rare it is for you to ignore all these gazes and take the initiative to help others.

Of course, there are many people who think that they are "correct" like Yuan Suiyun.

However, Hua Manlou believes that there is no right or wrong in this kind of thing, it is simply a different understanding of the surrounding environment and a different impression of the individual.

I didn't see that the bat boy who should take revenge on the world is now a respected adult in the military camp. When it comes to running around and going back and forth with various forces, he can always bring back satisfactory answers, so that those who look forward to him have never heard of it. There have been disappointments.

Sometimes it is food and grass, sometimes it is a letter of support, sometimes it is an alliance with the forces of the rivers and lakes, and sometimes... sometimes it can let those thieves who have fallen into bandits and robbed their homes to make a surprise attack on the aliens who broke into the Daqing border, reducing the army military expenditure.

No matter what level of people he is in, he can be slick in all directions, and he can persuade the other party to use him with a brilliant tongue. In Yanmenguan, Suiyun has already faintly possessed the demeanor of the first counselor.

So you see, no one will not change, and no one will live in the same impression all his life.

Therefore, what Hua Manlou taught those soldiers was another way of life, there was no need to be cynical, and there might be surprise discoveries when facing the world peacefully.

For this, Hua Manting was grateful.

I feel sorry for my soldiers, all of them are brothers who have worked hard, how can I bear to see them suffer a disastrous end, but Hua Manting can provide gold and silver assistance, but he really can't use his strength psychologically.

Therefore, it was a surprise that Huamanlou was able to relieve them.

Taking advantage of the rare leisure time in the morning, the two chatted about the situation a few months ago.

Hua Manting sighed: "I didn't expect Qi Tong that you would know such a character!"

Hua ManLou smiled and said, "I've said it before, Xian Jun has great talent."

Hua Manting: "But I still didn't expect his brain to be so good!"

As for how to use it?

Seeing through the enemy's deployment, does the precise division of troops count as directly driving the Liao army [-] miles away from the border?

If it weren't for this battle, according to Yanmen Pass, these troops would not be enough to last until now!

"The heavy losses of the Liao army gave us a chance to beat the dogs in the water!" Hua Manting said excitedly, patting his thigh excitedly, "How did he think of it? In the past, the Liao people had no plan for their battles, and they relied on rampage The cavalry is strong. We have few horses in Daqing, and it is not easy to train cavalry. Therefore, when encountering such a situation, most of them are at a loss. The enemy general is about to add wings to a tiger, but he just saw the key point, and he smashed the morale of the Liao army in one fell swoop. I have to say, just for this point, the superior and the inferior will be judged, and I don’t know where to force my staff!"

Morale sounds like an illusory thing, but when one understands the potential of an adult, it is not difficult to find that in many extreme cases, a person's physical fitness will be affected by the environment and present many unexpected effects.

For example, once a general led an army that was besieged by the enemy. They persisted for several days and refused to surrender. The soldiers were also stubborn. However, the enemy did not attack by force because they wanted to capture them alive. Instead, they sang songs from the general’s hometown to arouse their homesickness Feelings.

In this situation, even if there is water and food, we can completely fight the enemy, but because of the opponent's actions, our army's fighting spirit will be greatly lost. Once the fighting spirit is lost, the morale is like the Yellow River bursting its embankment. The army fell apart in the battering battle.

Therefore, available morale is actually a common trick used by many generals.

After that big defeat, the Liao people did not even know how much weaker they were on the battlefield, causing Qing to reap several miles of lost ground. It is really satisfying!

As if he was used to Hua Manting being very excited when he mentioned that battle, Hua Manlou laughed softly: "Actually, Xianjun said that the Liao people fought without any rules at first, and it was not easy to guess. However, it was replaced by the Han people. It’s because there are many familiar things that can be easily figured out. There will always be some customary rules in the battlefield between Han people and Han people, so this is the opportunity for Daqing.”

Then this opportunity was seized by Ji Xianjun, who directed this big victory!

"I'm done."

Hua Manting said seriously.

Huamanlou smiled and poured coarse tea into the empty tea bowl in Huamanting.

"This...you can talk to Xianjun in person."

Hua Manting rubbed his nose in embarrassment. He speculated about him when we first met, so why should he be so embarrassed now?

However, perhaps because of his good mood, the rough tea also seemed sweet. He looked at the hilltops that gradually appeared green in the distance, and Hua Manting said to himself: "It's great, the most difficult time is finally over."

Be it snowstorms or wars, the hardest times have finally passed.

The previous year, the Central Plains had been covered in heavy snow, thick enough to reach an adult's waist, and even after the beginning of spring, the snow hadn't melted for a long time, worrying many farmers who planed food in the fields.

However, just when many people were about to die, God seemed to have opened his eyes, and the sudden rise in temperature turned the earth green one after another.

If there is no accident on the fertile land after the snow, it will be another bumper year.

Now, many people who have survived the severe winter show a little appearance.

Everything seems to be turning for the better.

It's just that the meritorious Buddha came out of the White Horse Temple in Chang'an. Although he kept walking, he is now just a mortal body. Overestimated your own pace.

I've been gone for almost half a year and haven't found anyone!

Well, in fact, the meritorious Buddha himself has an excuse.

The footsteps of the poor monk are not slow, but the coordinates of the destination are always moving. The wandering monk has a pair of straw sandals on his feet, and he doesn’t even have a horse.

The alms bowl in his hand was already in the bag, Monk Gongde wiped off the sweat from his head, and his bald head reflected a layer of oil. It was several days since he hadn't bathed.

The straw sandals were overused, revealing a big toe pointing to the sky, and the whole body was in a state of embarrassment, but it made people feel that the light of Buddha was shrouded in a strange way. This person is very compassionate, and if he doesn't dislike him, he will prepare hot water and vegetarian food first.

Thanks to the miraculous effect of adding merit to the body, the merit Buddha was not starved to death after leaving his apprentice.

It's just that he walked [-] kilometers of mountain roads without encountering a single family, and Gongde Buddha also felt that he was about to return to the west to meet the Tathagata and report that he had gone down to earth to relinquish his duty.

Licking his chapped lips, the three big characters of Yanmenguan appeared in front of his eyes, the target was ahead, and the footsteps of Gongde Buddha were much lighter.

Where there are towns, there are homes, and there are homes that have hot water and food. Amitabha, the poor monk is saved!

However, halfway through the cheers, Gongde Buddha's footsteps stopped just before entering the door.

In an instant, all the hidden joy disappeared, and the faintly exuding Buddha-like eyes fixed on the faintly visible green aura in Yanmen Pass.

This breath has a proper term in Buddhism.

blight!

Ji Xianjun, who didn't choose to live in the military camp to seek abuse, but chose to go back to the inn to rest after making up his mind, suddenly opened his eyes, and his thoughtful gaze passed through the buildings blocking the view outside the window, and suddenly fell to the merit of stopping outside the city on the Buddha.

With a subtle smile on his face, he didn't read the book, and threw it on the table. Ji Xianjun straightened up, gathered his clothes, and said to himself: "I have a guest today, so I have to call Changqin back first."

Prince Changqin's camp also welcomed a rare guest.

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