Chapter 1498 Buddha! Don’t Come over Here!

"Buddha! The Shantars' ambush? This is impossible!"

"Whether it is the envoy who offered gold or the camp burned by fire arrows, they all exposed the Shantars' weakness! How could they still have an ambush? How could they have set up an ambush long ago?!..."

On the Guan ship "Fahuawan", Master Juehui's heart was broken and he could hardly believe his eyes. However, the bloody reality just appeared before his eyes, like the horrible illusion of the Avici Hell, projecting the bloody and cruel world.

"Merciful Buddha!..."

"Bang! Bang!..."

The heavy Jurchen cavalry came roaring, and a fierce back charge went straight into the back of the remaining monks. The dull bones broke the bones, and the galloping horses plowed a bloody road, thus smashing the last resistance of the monks. Then, a large group of Jurchen warriors followed closely, and the warriors of the kingdom also jumped off the ship fortress and launched a long-awaited charge towards the monks in the camp!

"Great Spirits bless you! Kill! Kill them!"

"Praise the Lord! The enemy is defeated!"

"The priest has ordered! Capture prisoners, capture them alive!..."

At this moment, the monks of Tiantai Sect lost their commander and the organization of the army. They suffered a cavalry charge, with more than half of them killed and wounded, and were surrounded by pincer attacks from the front and back. The situation was irreversible, and their morale finally collapsed completely, and they began to flee in all directions. At this point, the monks with knives no longer existed, leaving only the desperate prey in the hunter's encirclement!

"Pah!..."

On the Guan ship, the rosary in Master Juehui's hand suddenly fell to the ground. Just a quarter of an hour ago, he was still in high spirits, full of ecstasy for breaking through the Shanta camp and grabbing the golden treasure tree. Half a quarter of an hour ago, he still had a fluke, hoping to save the situation and lead a group of elite monks to retreat. But now, he has completely failed and lost the last glimmer of hope!

The result of this gamble, where he had a sure win and put all his money on it, has come out! There is no doubt that he lost, and the Tiantai Sect lost completely!

"My monks! My monks of the Tiantai Sect!"

"The gold! The gold we got!"

"Merciful Buddha! It's gone, all gone!..."

Master Juehui felt dizzy and his mind was in a trance. The price of losing this gamble was so tragic and heartbreaking that he couldn't even stand for a while. The monks on both sides hurried forward to help him, and one of them pointed to the shore and whispered anxiously.

"Master! Master! The Shantari barbarians on the shore... they seem to have separated a team and are rushing towards us!..."

"What? Shantari barbarians are rushing towards us?... Wave the flag! Retreat! Let the rowers row the boats and retreat to the sea!..."

"Ah? Master! What about Master Sibo on the shore, and those monks?"

"I am the abbot! I say retreat!... Cough cough!... See that the five aggregates are empty, and overcome all sufferings..."

Master Juehui coughed violently, and the blankness in his mind gradually dissipated, and he began to regain consciousness quickly. Perhaps, this is because his Buddhist practice is profound enough. Or perhaps, the lives and blood of the five hundred monks are the price he can ignore.

The situation in front of him is that after losing the five hundred monks, there are only twenty to thirty believers and rowers left on each Tiantaiguan ship. These believers and monks have no fighting power, and it is even more impossible for them to rescue the monks from the encirclement of the Shantari! Then, the wisest choice is…

"Namo Amitabha!..."

Master Juehui chanted the scriptures, trying to calm down his excitement, and repeated the order again.

"Buddha has mercy on us. The monks on the shore died for Buddhism and will go straight to the Western Paradise! Our Tiantai fleet cannot be completely destroyed here, and we must retreat immediately!..."

"The Shantars have no ships, so they will be safe if they retreat to the sea. Reorganize the formation at sea and retreat southward together until they reach Katsuyamakan... No, go straight across the Tsugaru Strait!..."

"Namo Amitabha! This time when we went north, the fleet was betrayed by Morino Kiyoshi and the Kakizaki family, and was ambushed by the Shantars! But we fought hard for a day, worked hard to save the fleet, and got 100 kilograms of gold... Even half of the gold brought back by Morino Kiyoshi was our credit!..."

In a few words, Master Juehui accepted the bad situation and came up with a statement to report to the sect. He is indeed a "real monk". As the highest-ranking monk in the fleet, his orders represented the Buddha's will and needed to be unconditionally executed by the monks. So just a moment later, the oarsmen quickly took their positions, exhausted their bodies for a day, and tried their best to sail away from the dangerous Ezo coast.

"All dharmas are impermanent and selfless, and extinction is happiness..."

On the departing Guan ship, Master Juehui lowered his eyes with compassion. He recited Buddhist scriptures, not looking at the blood on the shore, not listening to the desperate wailing.

If you don't look, you can ignore it, if you don't listen, you can ignore it, and if you ignore and don't hear it, you can be free of worries. And the mantra for eliminating disasters, praying for blessings, and transcending the monks and soldiers was naturally recited from his compassionate mouth.

"Namo Amitabha! Dotagata. Dodiyata, Amitabha..."

"I pay homage to the Tathagata of Infinite Light! I bow to the Tathagata. This mantra is true and not false, praising the Buddha's light, purity and joy..."

"Sir! Master!..."

"?"..."

"Ships! There are two large ships on the sea! They are flying the Shantar eagle flag and are heading towards us!..."

"!"..."

Master Juehui suddenly opened his Buddha eyes and looked at the blood-red sky under the setting sun. He saw two aggressive sea-covering ships, with full sails, sailing towards the Tiantai fleet in the south along the howling north wind! With the blessing of the favorable wind, their speed was obviously faster than the exhausted Tiantai fleet, and much faster!

"?! What is this? Sea-covering ship?... Sea-covering ship of the Shanta tribe?!..."

"Buddha! No! This is impossible!!... How can this group of Shanta tribes on land have such a fast sea-covering ship?..."

No matter how fierce the fighting on the shore was, no matter how tragic the life and death of the monks and soldiers was, it could not shake Master Juehui's firm mind. Because he had been standing on the ship, standing outside the threat of the Shanta people! But now, the sudden appearance of these two enemy ships, for the first time, really broke Juehui's defense, making him tremble from his knees to his spine.

"This...can't be..."

"Lord God bless! Full sail! Full speed! Come over!"

On the Zhaiyang ship, Luo Shanda was wearing armor and holding an axe, with an excited fighting spirit on his face, commanding the fleet he brought. Four 2-pound cannons that had been installed long ago were exposed on both sides of the two Zhaiyang ships. Soon, the two Zhaiyang ships approached the Guanchuan fleet of the Tiantai Sect, and approached within dozens of steps. Then, the two Zhaiyang ships flexibly deflected, and the two 2-pound cannons on the left were aimed at the enemy ship. After a slight pause, they roared together.

"Boom! Boom!..."

"Buddha! What is this? This is the evil ghost firearm of the Yuan invaders! The evil weapon that goes straight into the Api Hell!..."

The terrible thunder came with a roar, one fell into the water, and one hit the outermost Guanchuan, making a hole as big as a bowl in the arrow-proof wooden board! The flying wood fragments splashed in the cabin, and the rowers howled miserably. It was visibly that the Guan ship slowed down and fell behind the fleet...

"Don't worry about it! Keep going forward! Keep firing!..."

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Luo Shanda waved the command flag, his eyes full of excitement and excitement of capturing prisoners. The two ocean-shaping ships were like two sharp blades, piercing into the Tiantai fleet without leaving any way to retreat, like an eagle chasing a sea swallow. And half a quarter of an hour later, the eagle behind caught up with the swallow in front, and there was another round of deafening cannon fire!

"Boom! Boom!... Boom! Boom!..."

"Leave it alone! Keep going forward! Yes! Get closer to the largest flagship!"

"Aha! Lord God bless you! I saw him! The bald and human priest elder, the most valuable prisoner!..."

"Don't fire! Get closer! Get closer! Board and capture him alive!..."

"Ka! Ka!..."

The harsh sound of the collision of ships went straight into the eardrums of Master Juehui. The terrifying grin of the Shantars had already appeared on the ship that was boarding. He stared at his compassionate eyes in fear and trembled for a long time, until the evil Shantars jumped onto the ship, broke through the wooden shed for arrow protection, and chopped down the rowers who were blocking him... He suddenly pushed the monks around him and was about to escape to the cabin.

"Hey! Where are you running?!..."

Master Juehui was shocked, and a sharp axe had already whistled over, and with a "hey" sound, it nailed to the board in front of him! The axe summoned by Yama made him slip and fall on the red deck, his legs still fluttering.

"Ah? Buddha! No! Don't come over! I... I am the chief monk of the Omi Temple! You... You can't kill me!..."

"Hey!"

"Ah!..."

Losaunda's face was full of murderous intent, and he swung another heavy axe and chopped at Master Juehui with force. The monk who fell down trembled all over, and let out a dying scream, and all the Buddhist teachings were shattered. But after he finished screaming, he found that the axe only grazed his vitals, hit his monk's robe, and nailed it deeply to the deck. He looked up in fear, and Luo Shanda smiled brightly again, and ordered the horrified "bald monk".

"Priest elders of the people, let your fleet surrender!..."

".?"

"Don't understand? I said, let... all the ships... stop! Ships! Stop!..."

".?"

"Duh!"

The Shanta barbarian raised his axe again, and life and death were on the line. Master Juehui finally reacted wisely and guessed the other party's intention. He fell down on the deck, desperately stepped back two steps, and shouted without hesitation in a shrill and hoarse voice.

"Buddha has mercy on us! Surrender! Surrender to the evil Shanta... good friend!..."

"Raise the flag! Stop the fleet! Yes! All of them!..."

"This is my order! It is the command of the Buddha!!..."

The bloody red sun sank into the West Sea, and the bright red setting sun illuminated the sky. The two kingdoms' ocean-covering ships, with their cannons erected, clamped the Tiantai Sect flagship "Fahuawan", like two thick fingers, pinching the "seven inches" of a water snake. When the command of the Buddha at the "seven inches" came, the "water snake" composed of ten ships finally lost its last struggle. They gave up escaping and resisting, and just faced the setting sun, motionless~~