"What did you say?" Sunset asks again.

Until now, he still didn't believe that the Red Phoenix Army would really go south, and even came to the bottom of Tongchuan.

After all, the Chifeng army has occupied Lizhou for more than half a year, and in this half year, there is more time to go south. Therefore, Sunset was a little careless, thinking that the Red Phoenix Army had no possibility of going south, which is why he was still at a loss until now, and he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Xiao Yue said slowly: "I mean, from today onwards, Tongchuan will be ours. ”

"Impossible!"

Sunset blurted out, and after seeing Xiao Yue's instantly cold face, she immediately felt a little frightened, and said, "This, can you tell me what happened?"

"It's simple. We are going to attack the Mongol army entrenched in Chengdu. And this Tongchuan Mansion is the only place to attack Chengdu. If we want to ensure the logistical security of our army, this place must be handed over to our army's control. Do you understand?" Xiao Yue said slowly, but she did not allow the slightest resistance.

Sunset was apprehensive for a moment, but she was unwilling to give up the city so easily, and said, "But this city is our stronghold. If it is given to you, what will happen to my army?"

"If you have a heart, you can join our army. But if you don't want to, you can find another place. Xiao Yue was still smiling, but her smile looked like a demon from hell to Sunset.

Sunset hesitated and asked, "Looking elsewhere?"

However, he was reluctant to join the Red Phoenix Army, after all, the Red Phoenix Army had strict military discipline, and if he needed to obey many orders to enter it, he would naturally not be pleased with Sunset.

"There are so many places in Sichuan, where can't you live in peace?" Xiao Yue said again, but her left hand was faintly buckled on the long sword at her waist.

Sunset caught a glimpse of this scene, felt her scalp tingle, and hurriedly said, "I know." He was not only afraid of annoying Xiao Yue and ending up in a different place, but he was even more afraid of being chased and killed by the Mongol army, but compared to the two, he had to escape from this city.

At least in another place, he is still the commander in chief who controls the whole army.

Watching Sunset leave in a gloomy manner, Ma Run was a little annoyed, and asked, "Anyway, he is also a party to the system, why are you so persecuted? If you really annoy the other party, aren't you afraid that the other party will secretly design?"

"Design?, is it just this stupid person?" Xiao Yue shook her head and said mockingly: "You also know that this person's strength is mediocre, but he only stepped into the army by relying on his family's wealth. What's more, since he led the army, he has been defeated under the siege of the Mongol army. It is really ridiculous that such a performance can also become a party to the control system? ”

"Alas. There's some truth to that. But after all, the other party has tens of thousands of troops, and if it is easily offended, it is always bad. Gan Run was a little worried.

That Sunset used to be the governor of Lin'an Mansion, and he has always been valued by Zhao Yun, otherwise how could Zhao Yun send this person into Sichuan and Shu and become a general who controls one side?

It's a pity that this Sichuan and Shu generation is completely different from Lin'an Mansion, even though Yu Hui has the ability to collect money in every way, but he doesn't know anything about the art of military formation, so under the several confrontations of Na Niu Phosphorus, he is not defeated and retreated.

Xiao Yue chuckled lightly and mocked, "But now I've offended." In terms of how to make up for it, it is estimated that it will not work. ”

"Alas. It is also the absence of General Pu Zhizhi. If he is here, how can he make Na Nu Phosphorus so arrogant?" Gan Runfu had a look of annoyance, but he missed the former envoy a lot.

Under Pu Zezhi's hands, although they still can't defeat each other, they can finally maintain the front, but they are much better than the current situation.

Xiao Yue's eyebrows moved slightly, and she secretly thought, "Pu Zhizhi, but I don't know what his current condition is?"

............

Mianzhu.

And look at this place, there are thousands of peaks standing, looking at it like a continuous bamboo forest, so it is called Mianzhu. From the mountains, countless rivers flow down, like a sharp long knife, cutting the entire terrain to pieces, and rarely more than a thousand acres of fields.

Such terrain is naturally not suitable for cavalry vertical and horizontal.

Pu Zhizhi led his remaining thousands of soldiers and horses to retreat here, hoping to preserve some strength under the siege of the Mongols.

Only today, a monk slowly stepped into this place.

"I didn't expect those Han people to be able to hide in this place, which is really easy to find. Walking on the country road, Ba Si Pa restrained his breath, but he pretended to be an ordinary monk who knew the guest and kept reciting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, looking like a monk.

Looking into the distance, Phags-pa immediately noticed a smoke rising in the distance, and walked with a smile on his lips, and after about half an hour, he came to the countryside in the mountains.

The village was very secluded, built on a platform halfway up the mountain, on which were built a dozen houses for people to live in. The house is made of local materials, made of stone quarried in the mountains, and then coated with a layer of mud on the outside to protect it from the wind and rain.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Ba Si Pa breathed a long sigh of relief: "I finally found it!" He moved his steps, stepped on the stone steps, and walked towards the mountain.

As soon as he walked to the top of the stone path, a man came out of a nearby tree and asked Phags-pa, "Who are you?"

"What's the matter? Are those Tartars coming here again?" As if he heard the movement outside, several more people came out of the house, all of them holding bows and arrows and long knives at their waists, looking at Pas-pa nervously, as if they were enemies.

Pasipa clasped his hands together, sang a promise, and immediately said: "The poor monk is a wandering monk, and the Dharma name is Juexin. Because of the suffering of the common people, he made a heavy oath before the Buddha and vowed to transform sentient beings. Just because all the food with him has been eaten, and because he happened to see that there seems to be cooking smoke in this place, he came here to ask for fasting? If the benefactor is rewarded with some food, then the poor monk will thank you!"

As soon as he talks, he shows everyone's demeanor, especially the color of the Buddha's light in secret, which makes people reverent, and regards him as a compassionate monk.

Those people were just ordinary people, not some profound martial artists, and they were immediately captured by the hearts and souls of the eight Sipa, discussed with each other, turned around again, and said to the eight thousand thousand people: "Since the high monk is here, then come up." It's just that we still have one thing, I don't know if the monk can help?"

"To be able to receive your gifts, the poor monks have done their best. But I don't know if you need my help?" said with joy in his heart, clasped his hands together, and said.

The person at the head had relatives on his face, and shook his head helplessly: "The master should also know." Now is the time of trouble. And there was one person in my family, because he was involved in it and was so seriously ill that I didn't have the slightest medicine in my hands, not even a doctor, so I could only watch him lie quietly on the bed, in pain. Now, it's on the verge of decay. If so, I wonder if the master will be able to surpass it?"

He didn't expect his brother to recover, after all, such a thing as meeting a miracle doctor on the road was too rare, and it was difficult to encounter after all.

But he was not reconciled, and secretly thought in his heart that if he could recite the sutra for these dead brothers, it would be regarded as a worthy death of his brother.

Pasipa replied, "If that's the case, how about asking Your Excellency to lead the way ahead?"

"Absolutely. The man nodded, and immediately walked ahead, leading Phags-pa into the depths of the village, and complained, "It's just that it's very narrow, and without our guidance, it's impossible to find a corresponding place." ”

The group walked in the mountains and forests, towards the deep mountains.

The shadows of the trees are slanting, the light and shadow are swaying, and occasionally there is a creaking sound from the forest, and you can see the small animals that appear by chance, and after the snow melts, the forest has a new life.

After walking for about two hours in the middle of this jungle, everyone came to a cave.

Pointing to the cave, the man replied, "This is it." ”

"Is it better to be respectful than to obey?" Pasipa still maintained his superficial respect, but in his heart he was full of emotion, and secretly thought: "No wonder I haven't found it after looking for so long." So hidden?"

From the cave, he could hear the moaning clearly.

And listening to that voice, I'm afraid that there are not just one or two people, but dozens of people.

The man didn't know what Phags-pa was thinking, and led Phag-pa into the cave.

The cave doesn't look big from the outside, but when you step into it, you suddenly see that the whole cave is the size of a basketball court. In the cave, a group of wounded men were lying on top of the thatch, and they were all festering and moaning, and only two or three men were serving, and the wounds were washed with water to prevent them from festering.

Even so, the air inside the cave was still filled with a strong rancid smell.

This smell of dead people is really uncomfortable.

The man had relatives on his face, pointed to the wounded here, and complained of loneliness in his heart: "Master." Don't blame me for being afraid, it's really that Tartar is too cruel, that's why I'm so cautious. And all of these brothers were wounded while fighting the Tartars. We have no medicinal materials in our hands, let alone doctors, so we can only rely on ourselves to hold on. Just yesterday, seven people died here. If it continues, I'm afraid that in a few days, I'm afraid that there will only be a few of us left here. ”

Hearing the sadness, Phags-pa responded, "In that case, then I'll go over for you." ”

Afterwards, I saw Phags-pa sitting cross-legged, taking off the Buddhist beads hanging around his neck and pinching them in his hands, chanting Mahayana Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

The melodious sound of the Buddha immediately made the wounded who were moaning stop screaming, and the golden particles of light floated up from the body of the pasipa and all fell on the body of the wounded, gathering in the festering wound, and under the sound of the Buddha that spread, these light particles were dissipated and dissolved, all of them dissolved and then into the body, and then the wound was filled with flesh buds, and under the wriggling of the granules, the wound was immediately healed again.

The scene in front of you is simply a legend reappearing.

Affected by this, the wounded raised their heads in surprise, looked at Phags-pa, and muttered to themselves.

"Holy monk, it turns out that the holy monk is here. ”