Chapter 970 Do you know who he is

Fang Jie looked at the granary on the hillside that had not been damaged at all, and then looked at Yan Zeng, who was standing opposite him with a pale face.

"You are not a mistake to lead troops to resist. Not burning the granary is a merit, so I will not kill you. If you are willing to stay in my Black Flag Army to do things, I will give you a suitable position. If you are unwilling to stay, leave with you."

"Yan Li is really dead?"

Yan Zeng asked again.

"yes"

Fang Jie nodded: "He and Mu Guangling's only son Mu Xianjun led 5,000 troops to guard Penglai Island. They were besieged by foreign navy and could not break through. The sea was cut off by foreign navy and reinforcements on the land could not pass. The two of them fought to the death with their soldiers for more than a month. They heard that they were all killed in battle and none of them survived."

Yan Zeng smiled bitterly: "I always thought that I was more responsible than him and would be more successful than him, so I stayed away from Dongjiang. What's the point of his death even if I achieve success in the future? His death is so high that I can only look up to it."

He looked at Fang and explained: "The east Xinjiang is fighting hard, why are you leading troops north?"

"I have already divided 100,000 troops to the eastern border to rush to Muguangling. The reason why I did not bring all my troops to advance east is because you understand how much impact the Black Flag Army mobilization will have. If I bring all the troops in the Black Flag Army to the east, I am afraid that the southwest that I have worked hard to stabilize will be occupied by others. And wherever I lead my troops to the east, will those people feel at ease and boldly let my hundreds of thousands of troops go there?"

Yan Zeng was silent for a while and suddenly his face changed: "Do you think Dongjiang can't defend it?"

Fang Jie did not answer, but just looked at Yan Zeng.

"I understand. Duke Zhenguo expected that Dongjiang would not be able to defend, so you led your troops to attack Chang'an."

"Chang'an City is no longer meaningful to the current Great Sui Dynasty. Even if no one has attacked it, Chang'an City has long been not the Chang'an City of the Yang family. It would be better if the foreigners could be blocked in the East Xinjiang. If they could not be blocked, Chang'an City would be the last line of defense. Once the foreigners break through Chang'an, in a sense the Han people's country will be lost. I can't trust others, so I have to guard Chang'an by myself."

Fang Jie said slowly.

Yan Zeng thought for a while and said, "Can you return the people in Liyin City to me? I want to go back to Dongjiang."

"With your ten thousand people, you can't reach Dongjiang at all."

Fang Jie shook his head: "Even if you are really going back to the East Xinjiang to fight against foreign enemies, how many people will you be regarded as a piece of fat on your way back? Not everyone is willing to use their strength to resist foreign enemies. The number of bystanders may be more than those who are willing to sacrifice their heads and shed their blood."

"Central Plains people..."

Yan Zeng shook his head: "Why can't everyone be the same at this time?"

“It’s not just us.”

Fang Jie said: "It is not just the Han people in this world, but any nation is like this. Some people are willing to protect their homeland and die without regrets. Some people think that no matter who is in the country, it is enough to be obedient to the people. Common people may not be all content with the circumstances, and those with power in the family may not understand the righteousness of the nation. If we now attack foreign countries, then some people will resist and some surrender."

Yan Zeng asked: "Duke Zhenguo refused to let me go. Do you want me to lead troops to help you attack Chang'an?"

"My subordinates do not lack the strength of your troops, nor do they lack people like you."

Fang Jie looked at Yan Zeng: "A person like you can be considered a talented person, and it is indeed a pity to let you go. But even a man cannot take away his will, so it doesn't matter if I force you to stay. I will naturally be happy in my heart if you have one more. If you have one less, I won't be able to sleep or eat."

"good"

After a while of silence, Yan Zeng nodded: "I can help the Duke go north and go to the 16 cities of the North Three Passes and Sixteen cities, and I will be familiar with me. If I write a letter to persuade me to surrender, a few people will agree."

Fang Jie nodded: "If this is the case, it is not only a great merit, but also a great merit."

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Western Regions

prairie

Dalun Temple

Quakedemonge has climbed this magnificent temple many times. When he came and went, the roads of the temple were filled with monks to welcome him. Someone would play beautiful music and someone would sprinkle bright flowers. But this time, he seemed a little lonely when he walked to Dalun Temple.

There is no one on both sides of the road, but it looks like a temple that has been abandoned for a long time.

A huge scar penetrated Dalun Temple. If Dalun Temple is regarded as a huge sand sculpture, then this scar was beaten by a naughty man with a wooden stick on the sand sculpture, destroying the appearance of this perfect and magnificent building. This was once an irreplaceable holy place in the hearts of hundreds of millions of herdsmen on the grassland. If they could enter the Dalun Temple meeting, they would never forget it.

The war did not destroy this temple, but it more or less destroyed the faith of some people.

"I know you'll be here sooner or later."

The voice floated from somewhere, as if it was in the far sky, and it seemed to be right in his ears. When Queke Taimeng heard this sound, his body trembled involuntarily. At that time, he was ambitious to destroy the Buddhist sect and make the dominance of the Golden Family reach an unprecedented level. However, when the war seemed to be over, he learned some secrets, so that he still had any ambitions now, as if he had lost his spirit.

"I don't know who you are, but I don't believe you are God."

Meng Ge paused for a moment, looked up at the Dalun Temple: "God is ruthless, but you are now mocking me. You seem to be waiting for me to appear in front of you in depressed manner like a loser, accepting your ridicule."

"If I am not God, then who dares to say that I am God?"

The ethereal sound seemed to come from another world without any anger. This was the second time that Mengge heard this sound. The first time was the day when he thought he was about to break through Dalun Temple.

“What do you understand God?”

Voice asked.

"universal"

Mengge answered.

The voice disappeared for a while, and then said with some emotion: "I am not omnipotent. After all, there are still some things in this world that I cannot do. You say that God is omnipotent, but it is actually a wrong understanding. God is not omnipotent. If so, then I will not deliberately transform the world but it does nothing."

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Meng Ge asked.

"I want to make the world develop in the right direction, not to experience mistakes again."

"He asked you to come out and pick me up?"

Brother Meng was not interested in the topic of the old monk.

"he?"

The old monk thought for a while: "Yes... do you know who he is?"

"Can you not always ask questions, can you answer my questions?"

Meng Ge said impatiently.

"No."

The old monk shook his head and said seriously: "I have lived for so many years. I can't figure out that there are more questions that can't find the answer than you. I may be dying of old age, so I want to know the answer more urgently than you. Simply put...why should I answer you?"

Then he asked, "Do you know, what is the Buddhist sect? Do you know who he is?"

"You're really confused."

Brother Meng shook his head and stopped talking.

"He..."
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