"These must be the leftists who were captured, right?" Abatai thought to himself, "Did I guess wrong yesterday?" Liu Cheng has to wait until now to hold a blood sacrifice? Just as he was thinking about it, there was a rumbling drum sound from under the gorgeous canopy, and then dozens of drums rang out, and the drums merged into one like thunder. With the sound www.biquge.info of drums, the heavy sound of horses' hooves and the impact of the nail leaves merge into the sea of drums. The ironclad knight burst out of the central formation, his spears pointed diagonally at the sky, almost obscuring the sun, and the helmet above the knight's head fluttered in the wind. Although Abatai's position was some distance away from the ironclad knight, he still only felt that the iron knight was surging, like a landslide and the ground cracked, the horse's hooves were flying, and the ground under his feet trembled slightly, as if the last days of the world had descended on the world at this time. In the blink of an eye, more than a thousand iron horsemen swept across the air by the river like a wall, and the hundreds of scarecrows that had been placed immediately fell to the ground, like an invisible hurricane passing by, leaving only many fragments of grass and trees torn to pieces, floating in the wind.

"This, this is clearly an iron man and an iron horse! Is it a living man who can contend with it? Morgan was already dumbfounded.

Abatai's face was already pale at this time, and the impact performance of the ironclad cavalry holding the spear had a huge impact on him, although the Eight Banners have always been known for their iron cavalry, but if it is more serious, the most distinctive type of military in the Jianzhou Jurchens is the armored hoplite, but the Liaodong Ming army, which has been dealing with the Mongols for almost two hundred years (the main opponent in the history of the Liaodong Ming army is the Mongols, and the Jurchens were on the side of the Ming Dynasty for most of the Ming Dynasty) were greatly influenced by the steppe cavalry tactics, and the cavalry and cavalry raids were very slippery. It is not without armor in the Eight Banners Army, but like this kind of people and horses are all armored, the knights only show their two eyes from head to toe, and more than a thousand iron horsemen holding spears like a wall are the first to be seen. As a bystander, he felt such a big impact, and the pressure that a soldier facing such an iron-clad behemoth directly could be imagined. If the fierce battle between the two armies was in full swing, Liu Cheng suddenly threw such a team of iron cavalry into the battlefield, which was likely to have a decisive impact on the battle situation. Thinking of this, Abatai couldn't help but secretly congratulate himself on his personal visit.

"Those sluts on the left flank really deserve to die, they know that the enemy army is so powerful, but they don't tell us, and they encourage us to fight them, isn't this killing people with a knife!" Morgan came back to his senses at this time and couldn't help but curse. Abatai was silent, in fact, the Taiji leaders on the left flank mentioned to Dolgon and Abatai the power of Liu Cheng's ironclad cavalry, but the continuous victories of the Ming army over the years have given the two too many prejudices, and at that time, neither Dolgon nor Abatai took the words of those defeated generals to heart.

At this time, the more than 1,000 ironclad cavalry rushed back and forth in the open space on the bank of the river, regrouped their formations under the hillock where the Futu was located, raised their spears, and shouted "Wan Sheng!" The left-wing captives who were watching could not help but think of the fiasco not long ago, and many were stunned and fell to their knees; Others clasped their hands together and bowed their heads to pray for the blessings of their loved ones who died here.

At this time, two more trumpets sounded from under the canopy, and I saw hundreds of cavalry rushing out from both wings, compared to the ironclad cavalry, these knights were much lighter, most of them only had leather armor or cotton armor, some wore iron scarlets, and some only wore leather helmets, and even had black cloth wrapped around their heads. Like two huge arms, these light-armed knights swept past the wings of the phalanx of the Ironclad Knights, staggering past them, and as they approached the land of an arrow, they drew their bows and fired rows of arrows at the open space in front of them. Abatai is an expert, knowing that this is a drill for the cooperation of the ironclad cavalry and the cavalry archers, after these ironclad knights break through the enemy formation, if the enemy general is a soldier who knows how to fight, he will definitely gather the elite and use the long soldiers to form a dense phalanx to resist; And these cavalry archers can take the opportunity to fire arrows in unison, harvest human lives, two or three rounds of arrow rain, the phalanx will be loosened, and then the ironclad knights will break the phalanx, and then chase with light horses, and few can escape.

Under the golden ornate lion, Abnei sat cross-legged on a specially made carriage, the walls of which had been lowered to avoid obstructing his view. Although he was only a two or three-year-old child, he was not afraid of life, and he sat in the car and watched it with relish. Qiesang on the side said with a smile and whispered to Liu Cheng: "My lord, the Great Khan really deserves to be the bloodline of the Son's Jin family, at such a young age, in the middle of the army, the sound of killing is shocking, but it is like a normal day, and he really has the courage to face the enemy!" ”

"Hmm!" Liu Cheng showed a hint of self-satisfaction on his face, and he was also very satisfied with the performance of this righteous son. Although at the beginning he adopted Abnay as his adopted son entirely from a utilitarian point of view, who can be ruthless if people are not plants and trees? In addition, when Liu Cheng and Min Min adopted Abunai, the two had no children, and subconsciously regarded Abunai as their son. Although this is not a real battlefield, but among the tens of thousands of troops, the drums and trumpets are ringing in unison, and the sound of killing is shaking the sky, not to mention a two- or three-year-old child, even if he is an adult, it would be good for him to stand here for the first time and not lie down.

At this time, the cavalry had finished rehearsing, and retreated along the river bank to both sides to reveal the open space in the middle, only to see the hoof prints on the open space, as if they had just experienced a great battle. Liu Cheng nodded to Chesang on the side, Chesang smiled slightly, rode out of the formation, and came to the floating slaughter on the hill. I saw that he was wearing a yellow monk's hat and a red monk's robe, and his face was radiant, faintly like a treasure flowing, so he looked like a monk. At that time, all the Mongolian tribes believed in Tibetan Buddhism, and when the left-wing captured people saw this, they knelt down and saluted, chanting the Buddha's name more than once.

"Amitabha!" Che Sang folded his hands and chanted the Buddha's name, his voice was so loud that everyone under the hill could hear it clearly: "The world is impermanent, the land is fragile, the four great bitter emptiness, the five yin are selfless, the birth and death are mutated, the hypocrisy is ownerless, the heart is the source of evil, and the form is sin." Thou hast not respected thy superiors, and abandoned thy old lord and acted as a foreign enemy, so the Bodhisattva pretended to be the hand of Lord Jinong and punished thee. Thou art and the other hundred thousand people, once all gone, the young and strong died of swords and arrows, the old and weak abandoned their bodies in the wilderness, and the women and children were slaves, this is the Bodhisattva's punishment for your crimes, do you know? ”

In the past few days, the left-wing captives were first intimidated by Liu Cheng's military might, and then they were reprimanded and questioned by the lamas who had always been convinced, and suddenly some of them fell to the ground and cried and confessed. Man is a very strange animal, when he is alone, he can think calmly, but in a group, he is easily influenced by others, and is in a state of fanaticism. Since someone in the crowd started, others followed, and in a short time everyone cried and confessed their sins in unison, and the sound shook the field.

Chesang's cry of repentance grew weaker, and then he continued: "It is a great sin to disrespect the elders, and it is a great sin to betray the Lord and serve the enemy, and you can still think of ways to make up for your sins in this life, but those who die under the arrows of the sword should fall into hell: the body is like the four poisonous snakes, and is always eaten by immeasurable insects, and the body is foul, and the body is bound by greed, and the body is hateful, like a dead dog, and the body is impure, and the nine holes are always flowing, and the body is like a city, and the Rakshasa is in the place, and the body is not long, and it should be eaten by the hungry dogs of the black magpie, and the body must be sacrificed. Seek bodhichitta. When looking at this body, when giving up one's life, white sweat flowed out, both hands were in the air, the pain was unbearable, and when the root of life was exhausted, from one day to two days to five days, swelling and bruising, pus and sweat flowed out, parents and wives did not like to see it, and even the body bones were scattered on the ground, the foot bones were in different places, the cheekbones, tibia, waist bones, ribs, spine, parietal bones, and skulls were all different, and the flesh, intestines, stomach, liver, kidneys, and lungs were all insects. ”

Hearing Chesan describe the horrors of hell in vivid language, the left-wing captives on their knees could not help but shudder, living in a completely different world from modern people, who had been educated in natural sciences and atheism since childhood. For modern people, lightning is the phenomenon of discharging positive and negative ions in the air; Rain is the result of the condensation of water vapor in the air; The gods and Buddhas are the bearded old men in the storybooks when they were children; Religious books are nothing more than ridiculous stories made up by a bunch of ancient liars, psychos, and paranoids. But for these seventeenth-century Mongolian herdsmen, immortal beings, bodhisattvas, Buddhas, elves, and so on were real, and everything in the world was under the control of these supernatural forces, and if one wanted to be happy, one had to do everything possible to please the gods, in other words, those who claimed to have a monopoly on the means of communication with the gods—shamans, monks, priests, priests, imams. The slightest mistake provokes the wrath of the gods and immediates terrible retribution.

"However, the Great Khan, who was the reincarnation of Nam Mu Manjushri, had a compassionate heart and was determined to forgive those who had betrayed the Lord, not only to collect their corpses so that they would not become food for hungry wolves, but also to build a floating temple here, and place a relic in the floating temple, and with his supreme power to transcend these souls, so that they could be reincarnated as human beings and escape all the sufferings of hell. Do you know this great compassion, great sacrifice, great wisdom? With that, Chesang waved his hand, and a young lama, surrounded by more than a dozen costumed lamas, came to Chesang with a gold box inlaid with precious stones and jasper. Chessan solemnly took the gold box, opened the lid, and held it high above his head. Although the captives under the hill couldn't see what was in the wooden box, they were still moved inexplicably, and they knelt down and kowtowed, chanting the Buddha's name, and for a time the grassland was full of the sound of praising the Buddha, and turned this murderous place into a country of jade silk.

After showing the relics in front of the people, Chesan walked to the Buddha and put it in one of the caves, sealed it with a stone, and wrote a charm on the outside. After all the things were done, all the lamas knelt down cross-legged and recited the "Diamond Sutra" in unison, not only the captured left-wing people chanted the Buddha in unison, but also many soldiers under Liu Cheng's command who believed in the teachings of the Gelug sect also chanted the sutra with their hands together.

"Damn it!" Abatai's face was pale, he turned around and saw that Morgen was also kneeling on the ground, his hands folded and chanting, and he came out even more angrily, kicked him to the ground, and scolded: "When did you believe in Lamaism, what kind of sutra do you recite?" ”

Morgen got up from the ground and said in a sincere panic: "Lord Belle, I just want to worship their Bodhisattva by the way, and ask him to bless us with a smooth journey back!" ”

"Worship a bird-feather bodhisattva!" Abatai scolded: "Get up, don't worship! ”

"Birdfeather Bodhisattva?" Morgen got up from the ground, a little confused: "Why haven't I heard of this Bodhisattva, isn't it new?" ”

"Shut up!" Abatai grabbed Morgen and whispered, "I mean this Bodhisattva is fake!" ”

"Fake? Unlikely! Morgen looked at the movement on the hillock: "I think that the lama is a high monk, and there is such a big scene, and there are relics, Futu, how can it be fake?" ”

"Morgen, you idiot, the relics may be real, the Futu is also true, and this ritual is also true, but this is all made up by Liu Cheng to coax the captured left-wing people!" Abatai said angrily: "That lama is obviously Liu Cheng's subordinate, and he is engaged in this Dafa matter to buy people's hearts. ”

"Not really!" Morgen replied suspiciously: "Those captives are meat on the chopping board, whether they want to die or live is Liu Cheng's words, if you can give them a mouthful of chaff to eat, you have to be grateful to Dade, why do you still make such a big move?" ”

"This—" Abatai was dumbfounded, for for most of the Jurchens at the time, their worldview was still extremely simple—or barbaric. In their opinion, the power of the conqueror over the vanquished is self-evident, since Liu Cheng defeated the left wing, then these captives are Liu Cheng's property, and the master buys the hearts of the people who buy the property? How can there be such a ridiculous thing in the world? Abatai is a little stronger than Morgen, but his strength is limited, although he understands in his heart that Liu Cheng is playing tricks, he can't say one, two, three.

At this time, the ritual on the hill had been completed, and I saw Liu Cheng riding a horse to the top of the hill, standing next to the floating slaughter, and said in a loud voice: "After the war subsides, I should build a temple here, and the monks will sing the scriptures, so as to surpass the dead, sympathize with my fallen soldiers, and praise my war exploits!" ”

At this time, Abatai was no longer interested in listening to it at all, he watched Liu Cheng on the hill like flowing water to reward meritorious deeds, distributed gold and silver coins to meritorious soldiers, and knelt down to the Futu relics to pay respects, and even the captured left-wing people each got a hot rice ball, but their hearts were like turning over the river and the sea. In fact, after he saw that Liu Cheng's total strength had exceeded 30,000, he had no idea of fighting with him - the total strength of Houjin's reinforcements was just over 10,000, and the remnants of the left flank were already frightened birds, and they could not be counted, and it was not a wise choice to engage an enemy army that was almost three times his own. The appearance of the ironclad knight in the back made him secretly glad that he had come to this trip, but seeing the next series of practices of Liu Cheng to build a floating slaughter, sacrifice the souls of the dead, reward the soldiers, and collect people's hearts, Abatai's mind changed again: as long as Liu Cheng is not a fool, he will not risk being swallowed up by the heavy snow to drive hundreds of kilometers and cross the Changbai Mountain to kill Liaozhong Pingyuan, but not coming this year does not mean that he will not come next year. At that time, I am afraid that it was not 30,000 or 40,000 horses that swept in, but 100,000 iron horsemen. Thinking of this, Abatai gave a high-five: "You must come up with an idea!" (To be continued.) )