The atmosphere is a bit awkward!

The people who opened the door were still chattering and talking.

"County magistrate, our group of people have all escaped from the city."

"Zheng Jun was so cruel. He used knives to force us to go to the city to fight. Coyotito held the pillar and refused to leave. As a result, his head was chopped off."

"We are all farmers. We only know how to farm, but we don't know how to fight and kill people."

"The Zheng army is fierce, and the Tang army is even more fierce. When they see us holding weapons, they will kill us without saying a word."

"Hey!"

He was dejected and raised his hand to wipe away the sweat, only to reveal the dog melon seeds.

The people were suddenly embarrassed and explained, "This was cut off while defending the city. Master Min helped me reconnect it."

"Just picked up a dog's paw?"

Qingfeng Li spoke in a bad tone and pointed at the monk, "Yoga is connecting the broken limb, but you are installing a dog melon on him?"

With such an appearance, wouldn’t he become a monster in the eyes of ordinary people in the future?

Master Mercy?

Zhong Sheng noticed this title and looked at the monk. He looked very young, had a monk's attitude, and spoke softly to the people.

Could it be that he is the compassionate monk in the commentary?

"This fellow Taoist!"

Monk Ming stood up and clasped his hands together, "My limbs are mutilated and it is inconvenient to walk. This young monk also thinks about them."

The other people in the room all opened their mouths to explain, "That's right!"

Looking at them again, they are more or less missing arms and legs. They use dog claws and legs instead, so they can move freely.

I usually cover it with clothes, but I can’t see it.

"Why not use cattle and sheep?"

Qingfeng Li knew the question was too silly as soon as he opened his mouth. In troubled times, cattle and sheep were scarce, but wild dogs were the most common. Therefore, it was very convenient to draw materials. Zhong Sheng thought to himself that the demon monks in Chang'an City knew Yogayana, and the monk in front of him was not like him.

He is a good person.

"County Magistrate, Li Shenhan is a good man and takes us home."

They escaped from the city. If the Zheng army wins, they will be captured and executed.

However, they defended the city for Zheng Jun, and Tang Jun would not let them go.

"Li Shenhan means that we should hide for a while and then go home after all the soldiers have withdrawn."

Monk Min glanced at Taoist Li in a low voice, "Fellow Taoist, can you take a moment to speak."

After a while, the three of them stood outside the house and introduced each other.

"It turns out to be Mr. Zhong Lang."

"Master Mercy."

"Fellow Daoist Li!"

Monk Min got straight to the point, "Young Daoist Li was invited by Li Shenhan. He must have known that the Tang army was going to dig embankments to flood the city."

The Tang army flooded the city with water, which was a normal operation of a classical army. However, the Zheng army killed innocent people indiscriminately, which was not a good thing either.

Let’s see how to operate now to eliminate this catastrophic disaster for the local people!

Zhong Sheng thought for a while and said, "How about I kill General Lu of the Tang Army and the leader of the Zheng Army. If the battle cannot be fought, there is no need to flood the city."

He likes to go straight and kill the troublemakers in one go, then there will be no more trouble.

Li Qingfeng shook his head, "No, Tang and Zheng are at war. Killing one or two generals will not help. We still have to find a way to start with the Tang army."

Although the countries in the world are divided, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the one who will unify the world in the future will definitely be Li Tang.

As for the Zheng army in the city, they are just a bunch of withered bones in a grave. No one can count on them!

Monk Min said gently, "This young monk is not talented, so he is willing to join the camp alone and persuade General Lu to give up this plan."

"To put it lightly."

Li Qingfeng refuted, "The army attacked the city and suffered heavy casualties. If General Lu does not use water attack, the lives of his soldiers will inevitably be lost."

"How are you going to persuade him with your empty talk?"

As he spoke, he looked the other person up and down, "Could it be that you have developed Buddhist magical powers, can speak like a lotus flower, and can talk even a stone-hearted person?"

General Lu, the commander-in-chief of the Tang Army, faced two choices. First, to storm the county town and suffer heavy casualties; second, to use water instead of troops to reduce casualties. The former killed or wounded his generals, while the latter sacrificed the local people.

If you want a soldier from the feudal era to love his people like a son, it would be unrealistic to risk the lives of his fellow soldiers.

Monk Min recited, "Namo's Master Sakyamuni Buddha" and said firmly, "Young monk is willing to give it a try."

"Okay."

Qingfeng Li said, "I hate monks who talk too much, but if you are willing to do practical things, I will join forces with you this time."

The next step is to discuss how to act.

"The military camp is an important place, and idlers are not allowed to enter."

"If you and I approach rashly, we're afraid that if we don't see General Lu, we'll be stabbed to death by the insurrectionary soldiers."

Li Qingfeng emphatically emphasized, "Thousands of troops and horses, evil spirits flying into the sky, and magical powers and spells cannot show the saint."

Monk Min nodded after hearing this, "Li Shenhan just didn't listen to the advice and forced his way into the camp. As a result, he suffered a backlash and fell apart."

It turns out that the magical powers of Taoism and Buddhism in this era were extremely restricted.

It’s not that monks and Taoists love to play illusions to confuse the world, but that real skills are too costly.

The biggest restriction is that you cannot show your holiness in front of others. The more people there are, the greater the backlash will be.

As time goes by, bad money drives out good money, and no one practices difficult and profound magic. On the contrary, illusions become more and more widespread.

"How difficult is it to show the Holy Spirit?"

Monk Min sighed, "I just found out that there is a bronze Buddha in General Lu's tent, which is a captured trophy."

"I used this as a bridge and went to sleep to persuade him to give up this plan."

He looked at Li Qingfeng and Zhong Sheng, "There is no one to protect us, so here you are."

Although Li Qingfeng was reluctant, he still accepted the task of protecting the Dharma for Monk Min.

Zhong Sheng crossed his arms and nodded, taking the opportunity to see the monk and Taoist priest's abilities. If they failed, they would still have to deal with it themselves.

At nightfall.

Monk Ming sat cross-legged on the ground, smiling and closing his eyes, his breath weakening.

Qingfeng Li wanted to give some advice, but was interrupted by Zhong Sheng, "I understand, I have experience."

Well, in Mount Zhongnan, he once had the experience of having his soul leave his body and being protected by others.

The night was cold and dewy, the wind was blowing in the tent, and the braziers and torches were swaying everywhere.

The sounds of patrolling footsteps and passwords came from everywhere.

In the large and small tents, the sounds of teeth grinding, snoring, and occasionally a few rapid sleep talking could be heard.

General Lu looked at the oil lamp and squinted at the military manual, but he couldn't read the black words in front of him.

He felt uneasy. It was already the third day on the dam and there was still no progress.

The offensive under the city did not stop. Today alone, 300 elite soldiers were lost, and their morale was dampened.

Twenty percent of the thousands of soldiers and horses under his command have been lost. If this continues, the entire army will be dispersed before Luoyang City.

Because of this, the strategy of using water to replace troops is imperative.

He was thinking deeply, and in the corner of the tent behind him, there was a bronze Buddha statue placed in a wooden box, and his eyes suddenly opened.

The originally bronze eyelids blinked, revealing a pair of black and white eyes.

This is Monk Min entering the camp at night.

"General Lu, General Lu!"

General Lu heard a soft voice shouting in his ears, which did not sound like a personal soldier serving closely. He quickly put down his book and stood up.

After searching around in the tent for a moment, my eyes fell on the bronze Buddha.

"General Lu, the people are innocent. I hope you will take the people's sake into consideration and give up the strategy of digging up the Luoshui River and flooding the city."

General Lu nodded, indicating that he understood.

He raised the bronze lamp on the table and hit the bronze Buddha on the head without hesitation.

Dang Dang Dang!

After a chaotic cloak hammering, sparks flew everywhere.
To be continued...