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Du Yu sighed, thinking of the ambitious scholar in his mind, and smiled. That was the end of the matter, and there was no need to say more. Moreover, he had heard too many curses about the scholar these days. After all, the common people Everyone already knew they had been cheated.
Wei Shan said: "My lord, it's time to leave."
Du Yu said: "If I leave, I will be no different from Xia Chenfeng and Xia Zhixu. Moreover, I am a citizen of Daxia just like you. If I take the knife, I will be a soldier of Daxia. It will be a pleasure to die to protect Daxia."
Wei Shan looked at Du Yu with complicated eyes and clasped his fists heavily!
Du Yu patted Wei Shan on the shoulder and said, "Go ahead and take a look at the defenses in the north. The next attack is coming soon."
Wei Shan nodded.
Du Yu looked at the soldiers in Yongshan camp again.
According to Du Yu's estimation, there should still be more than 20,000 people in the Yongshan camp after several consecutive attacks.
There should be tens of thousands more Mobei people in the north.
But there are more than 2,700 people in the pass, of which 1,800 are old and weak.
Du Yu smiled with the corner of his mouth raised, but he couldn't save anyone even if he came to save him.
Dad said this year's crops will definitely be good, but we can't see them anymore.
I'm so tired.
If I had known earlier, it would be better to be a farmer instead of being an official.
Oh, I still have the reputation of being a corrupt official.
Du Yu closed his eyes slightly and sighed secretly.
But when Du Yu opened his eyes, he saw that the monk had come to him and was sitting under the city wall, folding his hands and starting to rest.
Du Yu took a step back to one side, folded his hands and saluted the monk.
Du Yu remembered clearly that these monks came from Dabei Temple in Jizhou. There were originally more than twenty people in total. In the past few days, only the one in front of him survived.
but
Seeing the monk's bare feet and thin clothes, Du Yu wanted to speak.
woo~~~
The sound of the trumpet spread.
Du Yu immediately looked towards the camp of the rebel soldiers and horses.
I saw countless small black dots starting to gather.
The soldiers in the pass who heard the horn stood up one by one, looked at the rebel camp, and tightened their weapons one by one.
Those who had just put on armor and were holding trembling weapons in their hands, either common people or merchants, were swallowing their saliva, with confusion and fear in their eyes.
but suddenly
A child cries.
Everyone looked back at the place where the children were crying. There were many children there. Their parents were either dead or on top of the city.
Some older children saw everyone looking at them and immediately covered the mouths of the crying children.
Then he looked at all the people wearing armor with a determined expression.
Everyone looked stunned and swallowed subconsciously.
"Everyone!"
At this time, everyone heard Master Du's voice.
They all looked over.
Then I saw Du Yu taking off his armor and holding a knife in his hand!
Du Yu's body was covered in blood, not from the enemy's blood, but from him.
Guard the gate for five days!
Du Yu was at the top of the city in every battle and suffered countless injuries. He wore armor to block his injuries and prevent others from seeing them, for fear of disturbing others' hearts. Otherwise, he, a scholar, would not be able to bear the weight of the armor and struggle to hold on. That’s all.
And now.
I took off my armor because I wanted to tell everyone.
He's here!
Never left!
"I, Du Yu, am incompetent! As an official of Daxia, I failed to fulfill my duties as an official, which caused you to suffer this disaster. But I will die before you now. I cannot repay this guilt. I only hope that I will repay today's debt in the next life!"
After saying that, Du Yu bowed to everyone.
Then, Du Yu turned around, holding the knife in his hand, and looked at the rebel soldiers who were already walking towards the pass.
Needless to say.
There is no need to say anything more.
We have to guard and so on. I have said all that I could say earlier, but there is no need to say it now.
What I can say now.
Only he is here.
And he will die more generously than others.
Everyone looked at Du Yu's back that was covered in blood but still upright. The Tanzhou soldiers held the knives in their hands one by one, ignoring their injuries, and stood in front of the common people wearing armor.
A resolute look on his face.
They all know one thing.
People from all over Daxia were eating oil pancakes, Hu pancakes, drinking mutton soup, and celebrating the Lantern Festival happily with their wives, sons and daughters.
No one will remember them, and no one will know who they are.
But they know one thing more.
Because they are here, both their families and the people in other parts of Daxia can live the days they long for.
does it worth?
no one knows.
But they knew that they were soldiers of Daxia, and they had to guard Daxia's territory and protect the people of Daxia.
This is what soldiers should do.
And the dolls under the city wall cannot die.
Even if they die, those dolls can't die either!
"Shou!!"
Suddenly a veteran yelled.
"Shou!!!"
someone yelled.
"Shou!"
"Shou!"
A roar came out!
Du Yu clenched the knife in his hand, stared at the Yongshan rebels who were getting closer, and said softly: "Shou!"
The monk next to Du Yu also stood up, put his hands together, and chanted softly. "Like this, all the Buddhas and World-Honored Ones in all worlds will always live in the world."
The drums of the rebel camp started ringing just as the monk began to chant.
The soldiers on the city wall looked at the mighty army advancing, and even at the new siege weapons, and everyone tightened their weapons.
The monk folded his hands, lowered his eyes and continued to recite: "These world-honored ones should think of me kindly. If I have committed all the sins in this life or in my previous life since the beginning of no life and death, whether I have committed them myself or taught others to do them, I will rejoice when I see them."
The wind blew, and the cloth covering the corpses placed in the pass was blown up.
Three of them are also monks, wearing the same thin monk robes as the monks.
"Like a pagoda, a monk, or a monk in the four directions, if you take it by yourself or teach others to take it, you will be happy when you see it."
One of the three monks looked to be no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. He had a hollow eye and was shot by an arrow and died. The other was old and his white beard was stained with red blood from being beheaded.
"The five uninterrupted sins, if you commit them yourself, or if you teach others to commit them, you will be happy when you see them committed."
There were broken wooden beads on the old monk's chest, or some fell from the old monk's chest due to the wind and were scattered around the old monk's body.
"If you do the ten unwholesome ways yourself, or if you teach others to do them, you will be happy when you see them done."
Some children saw the cloth covering the body flying around and hurried over.
"The sins caused by the obstacles may or may not be hidden, and one should fall into the hells, hungry ghosts, animals, and other evil destinations, borderlands, lowly places, and rough chariots, etc."
But when he was about to pick up the beads, he saw a flash between the old monk's eyebrows, which startled the child.
Then the wind blew again
The white cloth was blown back to the corpses by the wind, but a Buddhist bead also rolled towards the city wall, just below the monk, because of the wind.
And at this time.
The monk opened his eyes, picked up the blood knife and shield, and then looked at the rebel soldiers and horses ahead who were approaching the city wall. He looked coldly and angry, and said in a deep voice: "I regret all the sins I have committed."
After that, the monk seemed to feel something. After looking back at where his master's body was, he looked back at the murderous traitors.
Master, you said that all living beings have Buddha nature, and their foundations are different.
But
Some sentient beings have such low foundations that it is really difficult to make them realize Buddha nature through education.
Only salvation!
Only then can you become a Buddha!
"Kill!" The monk became murderous.
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