The Monk

Chapter 721: Meeting Tian Fang

Because we were close to the border pass, we saw several armies rushing to set up camp near the pass. It can be said that there are military camps within a hundred miles northwest of the pass.

Maybe the border management is stricter, maybe the soldiers are of higher quality. Occasionally, some officers see Zhang Wen and others jumping on a good horse, and they just come to buy it. If they can't buy it, they leave after saying something at most, and there is no force to buy. things happen.

There were military camps for more than a hundred miles. Zhang was very curious. Didn't he say that Bai Wu had already attacked? Why was the pass not lost?

Out of curiosity, in the forest break two hundred miles away from the pass, there was a stream at the foot of the mountain, and there was plenty of fodder, at least the horses would not be hungry.

After having a simple meal with the children and letting them rest, he released eight shadow tigers for protection and two small mice to monitor the surroundings. He wanted to go to the pass to see what was going on.

It's only over a hundred miles away, and you can fly there in just a short breather. When you get close to the pass and take a closer look, you can see that the passage five miles long and five miles wide was originally half of the Vietnam and Wu sides, but now it's all occupied by Wu soldiers. A circle of camps was built outside the pass to protect it.

When he released his spiritual consciousness, he found neither Bai Wu Jianxiu nor the Yue Kingdom cultivator. There was no fighting at the pass, and there was peace for the time being. But this peace was shrouded in crisis, and he didn't know when the swordsmen would meet with each other, fighting with blood.

The figure circled in the air, then flew back to the mountain forest and landed. According to the comparison of combat power that we just saw, the Yue Kingdom has a huge advantage. At a glance, it is at least eight times more. However, it is useless no matter how many people there are. The pass is narrow, only five miles wide. As long as the fierce Wu soldiers block it layer by layer, it will be difficult for the Vietnamese soldiers to break through. In order to share the pressure inside the pass, the Wu soldiers also established company protection outside the pass to expand the scope of engagement. After the battlefield was expanded, it was conducive to the fierce Wu soldiers to let go.

If there is no external help, if you want to seize the pass, you can only succeed if the Vietnamese soldiers continue to use their lives to fill the gap and exhaust the Wu army. This method was also the most commonly used method by the Yue Kingdom's generals in the past. Human lives are worthless on the battlefield, and the Yue Kingdom has a large number of people, so it is just used to kill Wu's troops.

Regardless of the combat power of both sides, judging from the situation seen so far, the Yue State is not at an absolute disadvantage as the military generals said. As long as the follow-up troops continue to flow, they can always force the Wu soldiers to retreat and regain the pass with human lives. Just look at It only depends on how long Wu Bing can hold on with its existing strength.

While he was thinking about it, a person flew over from the southern sky, followed by another person. Both of them were wearing white clothes, the one in front had a black sword, and the one chasing him had a white sword.

When Zhang Wen saw this, he raised his sword and flew up, stabbing the person wielding the sword behind him. The sword wielding monk was shocked when he saw Zhang Wei suddenly appear. Could it be that his pursuit of the enemy was an ambush deliberately set by the guy in front? The sword in his hand touched the tip of the Divine Sword. Using the power of the sword, he turned over and retreated in the air. He looked at Zhang Afraid coldly from a hundred meters away and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

Needless to say, the first thing to ask is whether there is any hostility.

Zhang Awei ignored him and turned around to talk to the man in white who was wielding the knife: "Being chased by someone? It's embarrassing." That man was Zhang Tianfang. When he saw Zhang Awei, he screamed weirdly and then cursed: "You bastard, you're so embarrassed!" I left it on the mountain and ran down by myself? "

Zhang was afraid that he would not answer his nonsense, so he continued to ask: "Why are you being chased?"

The sword-wielding monk was a high-level Nascent Soul monk. He found out that the two men knew each other, and could not find out the cultivation level of Zhang Ai. Thinking of the power of his sword just now, he felt that he was a master. Without another word, he turned around and left. Using his body to control the sword, he was faster than Feihong and disappeared in an instant.

Zhang Tianfang shouted: "Come back, why are you running?"

Zhang was afraid of dragging him down, so he asked him, "Why are you here if you don't stay on the mountain honestly?"

Zhang Tianfang thought of his old grudges again and cursed: "I and you are at odds with each other."

Well, there's no conflict. Zhang was afraid of leaving him alone, so he went to lie down next to him and do whatever you wanted.

He stopped asking. Zhang Tianfang stood up for a while and felt bored. He came over to express his merit: "Yesterday, I killed thirteen people in a row and found a master. That person just now was good at playing with that sword. Anyway, I can use the ghost sword." He had nothing to do, and we fought for more than two hours with no outcome. I felt bored and didn't want to continue the fight, so I came back. Who knew he was chasing me? What a bastard. Then I fought him again, but it was still a tie. He killed me. I can't kill him even if he doesn't kill me. I'm bored anyway. I said I won't fight him, but he still refuses and keeps chasing me. I've lost my temper. You can chase me as you please. If you have the ability to chase me for the rest of your life, I'll be a ghost. It’s really boring to hit and fly back with the help of the knife.”

One sentence meant a lot of boredom. Zhang was afraid of giving him a blank look: "You are indeed bored. Who is that person fighting with you?"

"I don't know. I didn't ask. I asked him what he was doing and who he loved. I'm not afraid of him. It's just boring to fight without winning or losing." Zhang Tianfang was very reasonable.

"Shit, if it wasn't for the Ghost Sword that helped you, how could you have fought a draw? You don't have the strength to hurt others, so don't make excuses." Zhang Awei exposed it mercilessly.

"It's a tie anyway. No matter how much you talk, you can't kill me. Why did you come? This place is so busy. I guess you will come. I'll wait for you here. I'm smart, right?" After praising himself, Zhang Tianfang stopped. Then he said: "Ruiyuan said there was flood in the south. When I came, where was the water? I saw the army running around, so I followed them. There were thirteen pretty boys in white clothes in front of them. I looked at If you don’t like them, kill them all, their strength is very average.”

Nonsense, I had water symptoms four months ago, but after such a long time, all the water has dried up. Zhang was afraid that he was too lazy to explain anything to him, so he asked directly: "Why did you kill people?"

"Anyone who is not in our group should be killed." Zhang Tianfang's rationale for killing is always simple: "But it's quite boring. Those people at the pass have a fight the next day. You didn't see it. They are all corpses."

"I know." Zhang Ain replied. Just after flying around, no matter it was the Yue or Wu Kingdom, a special place was set aside near the rear army camp, where rows of corpses were parked. There is also a wounded barracks built in the back tent. These are all the injuries caused by war. War, war, is nothing more than human life.

Don't talk about the wounded barracks in the rear tent, but back to the battlefield, dozens of miles of grass were trampled flat, exposing the sandy ground. Every inch was watered with blood. The black blood covered the yellow soil with black mottled patches, dried blood stains and gravel sand. Become the most common thing on the battlefield, where life is no different from pebbles and sand.

"What have you been doing these past few months?" Seeing that Zhang Ai was a little cold, Zhang Tianfang had nothing to say.

"Nothing, just accepted a few disciples." Zhang Ai said calmly. "Have you accepted a disciple? Where are you?" Zhang Tianfang asked. Zhang Ao pointed to the tent house hidden in the forest and sighed: "Baixia, with your cultivation, you can't use your spiritual sense to search it?"

Zhang Tianfang pretended not to hear his sarcasm, and rushed to the front of the tent, lifted the door curtain, took a look twice, then stepped back and asked, "Are they all children?"

When he opened the door curtain, he startled the children in the tent. Not every child was sleeping. Some couldn't sleep. Then they saw a fierce-looking stranger opening the door curtain. He didn't look like a good person and poked his head around. He immediately shouted: " There is a thief." At this moment, all the children woke up, stood up, and ran out of the house. After coming out, I saw this stranger talking to Zhang Awei. I knew there was a misunderstanding, so I ran to Zhang Awei and sat down one after another, looking at the tall and fierce man questioningly.

Zhang Ain introduced to the children: "His name is Zhang Tianfang, you can call him whatever you want." Zhang Tianfang quit: "What do you mean by calling him casually? You are their master, and I am their uncle. Come on, call me uncle."

No child calls him uncle. They call him Zhang Zhen because he is an elder brother. Of course, they will not recognize Zhang Tianfang as uncle, which is a generation difference. But I don’t want to call this person my brother, so I don’t say anything.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Zhang Tianfang was depressed: "What's the big deal? I will also accept a disciple tomorrow, and I will accept him as a hundred and eighty-year-old."

"Aren't you afraid of being tired? Don't you find it annoying?" Zhang Aoi asked lightly, which immediately made Zhang Tianfang frown: "We'll talk about accepting apprentices later. Let's go fight."

A few days ago, Bai Wu soldiers, with the help of thirteen low-level sword cultivators, easily broke through the barrier and advanced three thousand miles across the country. They originally wanted to send troops to station. However, Lie Wu and Jin Wu in China started fighting again, and the masters of the two sword sects entangled the monks of the White Lotus Sword Sect, allowing the coalition forces to break through another city. The domestic situation was tense, and it was impossible for Bai Wu to divide his troops to defend foreign lands. He had to give up the Yue land, bring 400,000 prisoners back to the country, and retract the front line to the pass. There was really a lack of manpower, and he had to give up the land he had obtained.

As for the 400,000 prisoners, they all took them to the domestic battlefield and took human lives to fill them up. If they didn't fight back, they would be killed by the soldiers of Lie, Wu, Jin and Wu, and they would kill them for a long time. Speaking of which, General Bai Wu was also puzzled. There were more than 400,000 people with swords and guns in their hands. How could they surrender? Don’t you fight even once?

Zhang was afraid that he didn't know about these things. He only knew that there were 400,000 prisoners. He had just gone to inspect them. He didn't see them. They must have been taken back to Wu State. I was thinking in my mind, how to save 400,000 lives?

In the war between the two countries, it is normal to kill or be killed, just like people eating meat. It is full of killing all the time. These things have never been related to cultivators, but to the selfishness of those in power. And soldiers are paid to sell their lives. To put it harshly, it is a job. These are not troubled times. No one forces you to be a soldier. You have to decide whether you live or die. Cultivators don't care about these things. It's just that this time it's a little different. Four hundred thousand, even forty straws, will last a year, not to mention human life.

Don't look at the 600,000 soldiers stationed at Sutun on the border. In fact, there are 32,000 soldiers in normal battles, which is considered a major battle. The pass area is five miles wide. How many people can be deployed in the formation? What's more, the passage is full of ravines and fortresses. In order to guard against the brave Wu soldiers, they had to make many arrangements to avoid a sudden rush and being killed by them directly into the Yue Kingdom. Therefore, in a normal battle, there are not many people involved, and the number of casualties will naturally not be many. However, an accident occurred this time. Bai Wu soldiers took advantage of the unpreparedness of the Yue army and used the power of cultivators to quickly conquer the passage and easily captured the unprepared sergeants in the rear, including the supply camp and auxiliary troops, totaling 400,000 people.