"Amitabha, general, can the little monk pronounce it right?" Wang Huan clasped his palms together again.

Su Le was shocked when he heard the sound, and woke up from the fog, and the recitation of the Sanskrit Buddhist scripture just now was like a dream, which made him feel strange and feel like that, shaking the suspicion in his heart, this group of little monks seemed to really look like a monk in his eyes.

Since it is really a monk, it is not an escape, Su Le's wrist flipped, the long knife turned upside down, his eyes didn't look at it, he naturally sent it to his waist quickly, and the long knife was already in the sheath, and the movement was smooth and fast, without dragging the mud and water, showing the ability of a fierce warrior on the battlefield.

Li Yan knelt on the ground, seeing this kung fu, he almost wanted to cheer, Su Le's movements he could see, and he was secretly glad in his heart, fortunately he didn't do it hastily just now, otherwise with this Qing soldier's hand, he would reveal a martial art that was a cut above himself, and rushed up to the unarmed hand-to-hand combat, and the odds of winning were not great.

The knife was no longer against his nose, Wang Huan also breathed a sigh of relief, and his spirit relaxed, only then did he find that his palms were full of sweat, and he was nervous just now, and he didn't even notice it.

Su Le looked around, condescendingly, scanned the audience again, and after making sure that there was nothing suspicious about this group of monks, he raised the horsewhip in his hand, ignored Wang Huan, and said sharply to everyone: "The team marches, no noise, you dare to make noise again, military law is engaged!" Do you understand? ”

Li Yan hurriedly replied, "Yes, yes!" I immediately told them to stop chanting and keep quiet. ”

Souler nodded slightly, lifted the reins, hissed his mount, and turned away.

As soon as this man walked away, all the people present were relieved, like a dark cloud blown away by the wind, and it was a sunny day. Li Yan stood up, worried that the Qing soldiers would be suspicious, and still returned to his car. And Wang Huan shook his palm, shook off the sweat in his hand, turned around and sat on the ox cart, a little monk raised a branch, and as soon as the ox cart walked, Chen Ergou and Xu Goudan came up left and right.

"It was really dangerous just now, but the Qing soldiers actually saw us and knew that we were not real monks." Xu Goudan looked scared, his face was still pale, and he seemed to be frightened.

"Don't say that!" Wang Huan glared: "You have to firmly believe that you are a monk, an old monk who has been a monk for more than ten years, otherwise you will be exposed along the way." ”

"More than ten years? I was born in the temple and it was pretty much the same. Xu Goudan stuck out his tongue.

Chen Ergou said: "Then you will be born in the temple!" Listen to Wang Huan, yes. Look at your bear-like, look at Wang Huan, how bold he is, the Qing soldiers are fierce and vicious, he is not afraid, if he doesn't stand up, we will be arrested and beheaded. ”

Xu Goudan glanced weakly in the direction where Su Le left, and saw from a distance that he seemed to be reporting to another Qing army general, so he couldn't help but shrink his neck and said in a low voice: "The Qing soldier's knife has been pulled out, and he almost has to kill people, who can not be afraid?" ”

Chen Ergou said without cutting down: "Wang Huan is not afraid!" ”

Hearing this, Wang Huan sweated violently in his heart, and said that he was not afraid that it was fake, and in the life he traveled through, he kept to himself, and made friends with intellectuals, and he had never been compared with a knife, but he didn't expect to be attached to this young man, and he was put on the head twice with a knife, what kind of luck is this?

How did Xu Goudan know what Wang Huan was thinking, and at this time he said with admiration: "That's, Wang Huan, why are you so bold and not afraid?" And what sutra did you just recite, it's quite nice, is it Sanskrit? ”

No matter how thick-skinned Wang Huan is, he also blushes at this time, if he tells them that he didn't actually chant the scriptures just now, but sang a song "Worried", I don't know how everyone feels?

This song hummed and chirped, changing the tone slightly to be a little calmer, it sounded a bit like chanting scriptures, Wang Huan was anxious for his life and death, so he used it. Of course, in order to maintain the image and maintain the confidence of the little monks, I have to tell some white lies at this time.

Wang Huan put his waist on the board and said: "Actually, let me tell you, the scripture just now is a true scripture from Tianzhu, called the Bible, which was brought by Sakyamuni himself. ”

Chen Ergou and Xu Goudan were stupid, looking at Wang Huan like a living Buddha, they didn't know what to say, after a long time, Xu Goudan ate and asked: "Wang Huan, oh no, Master Wang, do you know Sanskrit?" ”

"Of course." Wang Huan said solemnly: "Do I still want to tell you about this?" ”

Wang Huan lied to the child there, and Su Le had returned to Tuhai and truthfully reported what had just happened to Tuhai.

"Humph! A group of defeated soldiers are demoted, and they are embarrassed to do things, and they don't even want the dignity of soldiers, what do they want to do with their faces after death? Tu Hai listened, spat on the ground contemptuously, and said disapprovingly.

"Yes!" Su Le echoed: "As a soldier, as long as you go to the battlefield, you will either return victorious, or you will be shrouded in horse leather, and you will never be a soldier. ”

Tuhai looked at Su Le approvingly, and said with a smile: "Yes, Su Le, I was originally worried that if you read the books of the Han people, you would be poisoned by them, and you would be a coward who can only talk about it, but now it seems that I still think too much." ”

Su Le hurriedly hugged his fists on the horse, and said in a deep voice: "Lord Zuo Ling, rest assured, Su Le is a good man in Jianzhou, a man born in the Jurchen landscape, and he will never be that scholar with his sleeves, since I was a child, I have been determined to make contributions on the battlefield, seek wealth with military merits, and be the pillar of my Qing Dynasty!" ”

Tu Hai gently tapped the horsewhip in the palm of his hand and smiled: "Okay! My Qing Dynasty soldiers are really brave people, with such a strong general, why worry that I will not win Kyushu in the Qing Dynasty! Hahaha! ”

After a pause, he said: "Let's go to Xuzhou for four hundred miles, let those soldiers be honest, and make less trouble, if they are not tired enough, let them all go to push the cart, even those monks also push, our military rations do not support idlers." ”

Tu Hai gave an order, but Wang Huan and the others were bitter, and soon a Qing soldier rushed over, shouted and shouted, drove down all the monks sitting on the ox cart, and pushed the ox cart forward.

The vehicle is heavily loaded, and the wooden boxes on it are huge and heavy, even if it is a cow with a strong load-bearing capacity, it is very difficult to pull it up, and it is useless to add the strength of Wang Huan and others, and the speed is not a few points faster. It's just that Tuhai is torturing people in a different way. The little monks were helpless, this could be a little bit in their hearts, bowing their heads and hunching their waists, pushing the cart with all their strength, and staggering on the loess official road.

Wang Huan doesn't care, in later generations, his work and rest time is very regular, go to bed at eleven o'clock in the evening, get up on time before seven o'clock in the morning, run and exercise in the morning, and his body is very good. Because of this reason, Wang Huan felt that he should seriously boil up his physical strength, otherwise, let alone fighting, even if he had a typhoid fever that was regarded as a terminal illness in this era, he would be able to burp himself.

In this way, the cart is tired and very hard, but Wang Huan is doing it seriously, not only sweating like rain, but also encouraging other little monks to work the one hand, exercise, on the other hand, it can further eliminate the suspicion of the Qing army.

Just tossed and turned, the day passed quickly, except for a half-hour break at noon for lunch, the rest of the time was all in a hurry. But even so, the entire baggage camp of tens of thousands of people was winding like a long snake, which dragged on from dawn to dark, and only walked out for about sixty miles.

Tu Hai was very dissatisfied with such a speed, and kept his face on the road, never issuing the order to camp, all the people could only keep moving forward under the urging of the whip, until the last afterglow of the sky was about to disappear below the horizon, and the order to camp on the spot came down with the sound of the herald's hooves.

Wang Huan and his family members can't rest immediately, they have to work with their families to cut down trees in the dark, light a bonfire, set up a pot with water to cook gruel, and set up a tent, otherwise they will sleep hungry in the field tonight.

When the flames flickered, licking the iron pot, and the aroma of rice grains overflowed in all directions, Wang Huancai sat on the ground tiredly, rubbing his arms and thighs, and grinning his teeth and feeling pain all over his body.

"Looks like it's going to be a good one! That's not going to work. Wang Huan sighed, when did the pampered modern people in later generations do this kind of physical work that people carry on their shoulders? I have a car when I go out, I sleep when I enter the house, I am used to it, and I am really not used to it at the end of this day.

Feeling out the short knife in his arms, Wang Huan took off his shoes and began to pick the blisters on the soles of his feet, at this time there was no disinfectant, after picking it up, wash it with water, and then bake the tip of the knife on the fire, even if it is sterilized, this method was taught to him by Li Yan.

Just as it was painful and sore, suddenly there was a commotion in my ears, "It's time to eat!" ”

Suddenly, a pot of boiling water exploded in the camp, and all the people went crazy, swarming to the iron pots, and the firehead army beat the crowded people with iron and wooden spoons, and roared in unison: "Line up!" Get in line! Damn, what's the hurry, believe it or not, I'll pour a pot of boiling water on you! ”

There are unbelievers, who still desperately squeeze to the side of the pot, they have been hungry for a day, and it is this kind of high-intensity march, who doesn't want to eat a hot meal early? Large families naturally bring food, cook and eat by themselves, of course, they can't squeeze the big pot of rice cooked by the Qing soldiers, but the rich are a minority, and most of the people are still hungry with this military food, everyone can see that the team of tens of thousands of people, the iron pot is less than 500, there are many people and little porridge, and the people who are squeezed to the back must not be able to eat, and they are not desperately squeezing forward.

"Ah~~!" Several screams rang out in several different places, and someone shouted, "Don't squeeze, don't squeeze!" The Qing soldiers have killed! The crowd immediately dispersed in those places, and looked at the exposed open space in horror, and saw several corpses lying on the ground, all of them were people in the team, still holding bowls in their hands, and several Qing soldiers standing beside the gang leader had hideous faces, holding bloody long knives, and shouted loudly: "Everyone is no longer in order to disrupt the barracks, and there is no mercy for killing!" ”

As a result, the people immediately stopped crowding around the iron pot, and lined up obediently like cicadas, and the whole camp suddenly fell silent.

Wang Huan sat in place, like an ant on a hot pot, looking at this scene and feeling anxious, damn, why did you start the meal so quickly, I haven't finished it yet, the bubbles on my feet have just been broken, and the blood is "popping" out, how can I go down to the ground to grab the rice?

Looking at it again, Chen Ergou and other little monks were also squeezed to the back of the team at this time because of their weak body, and one person looked at the long line with a wooden bowl, not knowing when it would be their turn, even if it was their turn, I don't know if there was anything left in the iron pot.