Volume 1 A Hundred Battles Yellow Sand Wears Gold Armor Chapter 60 Ambush in the Wind and Sand

After speaking, he took out a bottle of wine and two wine glasses from a dark chamber under the carriage, filled them with wine, and then took the wine glass in front of him and poured himself three glasses in a row.

Steel. The crossbow has always been King's killer weapon, hidden in the wide sleeves of his coat, and no one can find out unless someone has a clairvoyant eye, and King's Landing originally wanted to injure King Portopa with a poisonous steel thorn, and then threaten him with an antidote to let him go.

However, at such a short distance just now, under normal circumstances, absolutely no one would be able to dodge and get out of the way, but the evil thing is that he was discovered by King Hata before he could shoot the iron spike out.

Wang Junlin really couldn't understand how King Bodo found the steel in his sleeve. crossbow, and his hands are so accurate, he immediately pinched his wrist and hit the position. He thought of the mysterious technique he was cultivating and the trace of inner qi in the dantian, and thought to himself that maybe he would be able to have such a powerful method one day.

After Wang Junlin drank the third glass of wine, he couldn't help but be ecstatic when he saw that King Porto had finally picked up another glass of wine, but he still didn't show the slightest expression on his face, and poured himself a fourth cup of wine, and drank it with his head up.

However, to King's dismay, King Porto did not drink the wine at all, but shouted out the window of the car, and a Turkic warrior approached on horseback, and King Porto was ready to give the wine to the warrior.

"Wait!" Wang Junlin looked bitter and said suddenly.

King Bodo motioned for the Turkic warrior to leave, looked at Wang Junlin with a smile on his face, and asked, "Could it be that this wine is poisonous?" ”

Wang Junlin took the wine glass from the hand of King Bodo, raised his head and drank it, and said: "There is no poison, but this is the last pot of good wine for the younger generation, and it was originally to honor the national teacher, but since the national teacher is unwilling, the younger generation has to drink it himself." ”

King Porto laughed twice, and did not speak, but still did not have any intention of drinking.

"Steel. The crossbow didn't make a contribution, the poisonous wine didn't succeed, and now maybe only my cheap master Chang Kuzi can save me, but the old Tao didn't have a good heart for me. Wang Junlin secretly scolded King Bodo for being a pervert and still a cunning fox, and couldn't help but secretly wonder. Ever since he cultivated that trace of internal qi, Wang Junlin could feel that the long withered son was always within his five-mile range, which meant that the long withered son was following him.

"If I worship the national teacher as a teacher, I don't know what good it will be?" Wang Junlin asked suddenly.

His Holiness Potto's eyes suddenly lit up like bright stars, and he looked at Wang Junlin deeply and said: "You will become the Dharma King of my Jingjiao generation, with your special status as a Sui person, coupled with your mind and ability, your achievements will definitely far surpass me, and the believers are even ten times, or even a hundred times that of me." ”

Wang Junlin knew what King Bodo meant—although King Bodo was a Turkic national teacher, there were also many believers in other ethnic groups and tribes in the Western Regions, such as Tuyuhun, and even some Han people who also believed in their Nestorian religion, but the number of these people added up to no more than two million. And how many people were there in the Sui Dynasty? Or how many Han people are there?

In the first year of Emperor Wen of Sui, the Sui Dynasty was founded, and there were 3.6 million households, which did not include the 3.3 million households in the old territory of the Northern Qi Dynasty, and did not include a large number of hidden household registrations.

In the ninth year of the emperor's reign, 500,000 households and 2 million people were obtained, and Emperor Wen of Sui checked the hidden household registration of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and the national household registration reached 7 million households and the population was about 40 million.

The Sui Dynasty continued to check the hidden household registration of the Northern Zhou and Chen, and in the eighteenth year of Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty, it reached about 8.7 million households, 44.5 million people.

Wang Junlin was silent for a while, and said with some amusement: "The national teacher has taken a fancy to the Great Sui, or all the Han people, and wants to make them all become believers in Jingjiao. ”

King Hata laughed and said, "That's right, as long as you become my apprentice and become the new generation of Venerable Dharma King of my Jingjiao, I have the confidence to let the glory of the Heavenly Venerable King shine on the entire Great Sui." ”

Wang Junlin licked his somewhat dry lips, and said secretly in his heart: "What a fucking joke...... What a big joke. ”

But he had a serious look on his face, and said solemnly: "The younger generation is a Han Chinese, and I am afraid it is not appropriate to become the king of the Nestorian religion, the Nestorian disciples are obviously mostly from the Western Regions, and the younger generation is a foreign race to them." ”

"The emperor of the Han people likes to say that the whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister, in fact, in my opinion, this sentence is very wrong. And it is very appropriate to replace the king with the god of our Nestorianism. King Porto said in a tone of course.

"Isn't the god of the Nestorian Sect the Heavenly Venerable Dharma King?" Wang Junlin suppressed the strong desire to escape in his heart, and forcibly focused his attention on Jingjiao, he planned to figure out Jingjiao, and then find life in it.

"The Heavenly Venerable Dharma King is only the Son of God, and I, as the Venerable Dharma King, am the messenger of God." Seeing that Wang Junlin was beginning to be interested in Jingjiao, King Bodo said with some relief.

"Oh! I see! Wang Junlin suddenly realized on his face, but in his heart, he secretly cursed a group of gods.

"If you want to understand our Jingjiao, especially the texts I teach, you must first learn our language." King Portofa said solemnly.

When Wang Junlin heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and his heart began to chill, as if he had a premonition of the arrival of his miserable life.

When he was in later life, one of the things he hated the most was learning foreign languages, he was not admitted to the university, because of the evil English, he went to the army as a soldier, performed well, and wanted to go to the military academy for further study, and even had to learn English.

Later, he was discharged from the army and joined the internationally famous mercenary organization by chance, but his mother still had to learn English, so he really hated learning foreign languages.

Especially nowadays, China is clearly the core of the East, and everyone should learn Chinese, okay? Why should I learn a foreign language on my own?

Because the emotions in his heart were so strong that it was difficult to hide even on his face, King Porto could not help but be a little surprised to find that King's Landing hated learning their language so much.

But he naturally would not give up, but he did not directly force Wang Junlin to learn their language with huge profits, and at the same time, he did not adopt the education model of persuasion, but used the simplest and most effective method - to force Wang Junlin to change his mind with food, and completed the task of learning the words of the day, so that he would have food to eat and water to drink, otherwise he would be hungry.

When Wang Junlin found that he was able to successfully complete the daily study tasks of Professor Boto, he had to admit that this method was the most effective method, and when a person was hungry or even about to starve to death, food was all he had.

In addition to learning their language, His Holiness did not force King Pilin to become a Christian, because he needed to be a voluntary Monarch Christian, a fanatic who truly believed in His Holiness the Venerable Venerable, and then succeeded him as His Holiness the King.

Leaving the Turkic steppes, although all the way to the east, it became more and more desolate along the way, and it could even be called barbaric.

The strong northwest wind barely stopped, and the finger-sized sand and gravel on the ground roamed against the ground, and the real world seemed to come alive all at once. Wang Junlin knew that this was a famous outlet, and in later generations, he even had a high-speed train overturned.

There is not a single tree to be seen, not a single grass to be seen, and no life to be seen here except the caravans. This situation has been experienced by Wang Junlin before and when the mission came, and it is not that he has not been to this kind of place when he is on a mission in the later life, but now that he has become a prisoner, this feeling is completely different.

King Bodo is going to Gaochang City, one of the three cities under the jurisdiction of the Turkic royal court, and this is the place where he must pass, but the wind and sand on this road are very strong, and even in the carriage, Wang Junlin and King Bodo are wrapped in thick sackcloth on their heads, and they cover their mouths and noses tightly, which makes Wang Junlin's breathing become a little short, even so, he will still enter the sand in his mouth, not to mention the thousand Turkic cavalry outside.

In fact, all the cavalry had already jumped off their horses, bowed and led the horses that were gagged in the wind and sand.

Large pieces of gravel rolled on the ground, small and small pieces of gravel flew a foot above the ground, and grains of rice slammed right on people's faces.

Wang Junlin remembered that he saw the code mark left by Yu Bao and Deng Yuzhuo yesterday, his heartbeat began to accelerate, he knew that Yu Bao had already contacted Wu San, and Wu San had already reunited the five hundred soldiers who had completed the task of provoking and planting the stolen goods, and were supposed to turn them into pieces and return to Gaotai City, and they naturally wanted to save Wang Junlin

In the sand under the feet of the cavalry leading the chariot and horse, two men suddenly jumped out, one slashing at the leg of the unsuspecting cavalryman, and the other with a long knife sturdy on the leg of the horse.

The screams of the Turkic cavalry were blocked back by the wind and the gravel before they could even exit.

At the same time, hundreds of black shadows quickly emerged from the dim sand, and without saying a word, they attacked the Turkic cavalry, whether it was a war horse or a man.

Wang Junlin carefully selected the 500 best soldiers from the 5,000 soldiers in Gaotai City, and then personally trained them in an extremely cruel manner according to the training mode of special forces for more than half a year, and the tactical method of desert lurking was one of the training contents.

There was no change in King's Landing, because he was opposite King Portofa, and he was no match for this god stick at all, so he could only continue to wait for the opportunity to escape.

"Who dares to sneak attack the Turkic cavalry in the Western Regions?" Wang Junlin said.

King Bodo looked at Wang Junlin and said with a smile: "Who are these people outside, don't you know?" ”

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