The master on the opposite side was none other than Che Fengchao, a native of Yunyang, Jingyang, who was originally a Confucian scholar and official of the Tang Dynasty, and later returned from the Xuanzong Dynasty with the envoy of the Zobin Kingdom (now Peshawar, Pakistan) who came to pay tribute, but after arriving at his destination, he was stranded in Gandhara due to illness, and vowed to take refuge in Buddhism if he recovered. Then the illness really cured, became a monk, the Dharma name "Dharma Realm", traveled to Gandhara, Tianzhu and other places to study Buddhism, proficient in Sanskrit, but more and more miss the homeland, after getting the consent to cross the green mountains, ready to return to the Tang family, to the Western Regions after seeing the prosperity of Qiuci Buddhism, then in the Lotus Temple brought back the Buddhist scriptures, translated into Chinese, the result in Qiuci, Dunhuang is 30 years, until he suddenly woke up, only to notice the changes in the world, Hexi Longyou has lost the state, the wish to return to the hometown has become slim.

"I want to go back to my hometown, too!" Outside the tent, Yuan Tongzhi quietly stood in front of the Dharma Realm, lowered his head, and wept silently.

Maybe when you return to your hometown, you will already be in the middle of nowhere, and you may even be buried under the endless quicksand and water, but your hometown will always be your hometown!

The Dharma Realm monk held Yuan's hand tightly and only said one word, "Drag." ”

Then the two understood, and there was no more communication.

Ma Chongying's tent, soon became the Dharma realm and the Mahayana "stage", both of them are great monks, talking about the essence of Buddhism is a mess, and finally there is a feeling of seeing each other late, I want to invite you to Qiuzi Lotus Temple, you want to invite me to Shanzhou Wenshu Temple - Mu Di, Yuan Tongzhi, Niang. Ding'ai Zeng, including many generals in the Xifan camp, all sat around and listened.

When it comes to Kaejo, the Dharma Realm will very subtly delay or divert the conversation, and this ability is simply familiar to him.

After repeatedly delaying the situation for five days, the monk of the Dharma Realm finally agreed to surrender Kaecheng, but he asked Ma Chongying again, please give another five days to let Yan Chao raise all the money and rice wine for begging, and then the Dharma Realm left Ma Chongying's camp and returned to Dunhuang City.

As a result, in the past few days, the Yan Dynasty had already commanded the whole city to repair the damaged city wall towers, and then went to the city and pointed at the Xifan people who came to "accept" and scolded: "I am dignified Taiyuan Yan Kaifu, how can I open the city and bend my knees to the Tibetan dogs!" Dogs are ready to fight! ”

Ma Chongying was furious, knowing the plan, and commanded the army to climb the city and attack in a hurry, and the Tang soldiers and civilians in Dunhuang City hated the enemy, and the city wall was strong, and once again repelled the enemy's attacks again and again.

"I just had a dream...... After the bloody battle, the extremely tired Yan Dynasty woke up, sat at the head of the city, looked at the clouds in the distant sky, and said to the soldiers who were repairing the bow beside him, "I dreamed that the reinforcements from Anxi and Beiting are coming, and the former camps in Hexi and Longyou have also been killed, the Doulu Army, the Chishui Army, the Weirong Army, and the Shenwu Army...... They all wore brand-new armor, raised bright battle flags, rode horses of various colors, and came to Dunhuang overwhelmingly......" After speaking, Yan Chao touched the stubble on his chin and looked at the vast desert, where is the scene in a dream? Then he looked up, remembered his two sons who had died in battle, and tried not to let tears run down his cheeks.

In the midst of hardship, the most difficult thing is not the courage to persevere, but how to fight against the deep and cold despair.

"Yan Kaifu, Yan Kaifu ......" At this time, several guards looked at the west of the city with disbelieving expressions.

When Yan Chao followed the sound and came to the battlements here, he suddenly thought that he had seen a "mirage" in the desert.

I saw that in the flat and boundless sand sea on both sides of the raised Sanwei Ridge, the sunlight was in the middle of the clouds, and it shone straight down, dyed a bright golden yellow in the Yan Dynasty, and in the summer air that could be transpired and deformed, it soon reflected the silver light the size of beans, dotted like fish scales, and finally more and more, bigger and bigger, the battle flag was erected on the horizon, and it was accompanied by the sound of marching drums, the light was refracted by the soldiers' armor, and the battle flag was their strict pace......

"The soldiers and horses of the four towns of Anxi have come to save Dunhuang!"

This is not a dream, Anxi 3,000 soldiers, carrying water bladders, along the river in the desert, six or seven out of ten pack beasts died in the journey, but still completed the magnificent march, and finally came to the west of Dunhuang City, through the Yumen Ancient Pass, through the Yangguan, and finally through the Sanwei Ridge, straight to the city.

Because the west of Dunhuang was full of desert, Xifan could not camp here, and he would not believe that the Tang army in Anxi could come across the vast sand sea to reinforce Dunhuang, so these Anxi soldiers did not receive any obstacles, and entered the city under the cheers and response of the city soldiers.

The envoys of the Yan Dynasty and the towns of Anxi were all in tears, hugging each other and pressing their shoulders, cheering.

In front of the seven cannons under the city, Ma Chongying's face was blue with anger, and he looked back fiercely, looking at Mu Di and Niang, who were also surprised. Ding Ai Zeng, thinking that it was all about this group of monks who had broken the big deal of seizing Shazhou. Now Dunhuang City is not only consolidated and complete, but also has received 3,000 reinforcements, how difficult is it to capture it?

Behind the scenes, the Han people in Guazhou, Suzhou, Ganzhou, Liangzhou and other places rebelled one after another, went up to the mountains to form villages, and plundered the fields and granaries of Xifan, and the supply of this army was difficult to support.

Under the dazzling sun, Lu Yang, the guard of Shule Town, who came to help, stood majestically at the head of Dunhuang City, drew his bow and shot three ringing arrows at the siege camp of Xifan, and then shouted with full energy:

"Tang Jia'an Northwest Court Xuan Ambassador Ju Wenzhen, will immediately bring back the Qi Tieqi and the Tang soldiers of the North Court, and step through the Yumen Pass to come here, you will not take advantage of this moment to retreat, you can still save your life, otherwise the heavenly soldiers will fly, and you will be told to wait for the chickens and dogs not to stay!"

Ma Chongying roared, drew his sword and slashed the seven-tip cannon rack several times, and then lowered his head and scolded loudly, "Sorry, hateful!" Withdraw the siege, burn the camp, and go back to Ganzhou and Liangzhou to ......"

Under the city of Dunhuang in Shazhou, 30,000 Xifan soldiers hung their heads, in the cheers and insults of the defenders on the city, they rode on war horses, carried weapons, rolled up the dome, and then lit the barracks, and ignited the siege equipment, the raging fire surrounded the Dunhuang city on three sides, and then retreated.

Walking to the edge of the East Salt Pond in Dunhuang, the traveler Yuan Tongzhi was suddenly dragged off the horse by several soldiers, and before he could open his mouth to defend himself, his nose and cheeks were punched several times, and the blood splashed out at that time, and the clothes were also torn under the rough pulling, and Yuan Tongzhi's neck was pressed hard, kneeling on the grass by the salt pond.

"This Han monk colluded with the Dharma monk in Dunhuang to deceive and betray the army!" Ma Chongying jumped off the horse, pulled out his sword, "He is a traitor, let me kill him with my own hands." ”

"I didn't, I didn't." Yuan Tongzhi struggled and wailed, his nose dripping and steaming, and he fell into the sand under his knees.

But it didn't work, Ma Chongying's sword blade was only less than three feet away from him.

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