The battlefield stretches from the forest to the perimeter of the camp.

The battle was together, the flames were soaring, there were shouts of killing everywhere, killing machines appeared under the moonlight, and the lives of people in the center of the fire were destroyed.

And in this crisis-ridden environment, the only one who calmly pretends to be forced is the great master Duran, the man who is a fan of everything.

As soon as the archer missed, he knew that the strength of the great division was far superior to his own, and the opponent was sitting in an unsuspecting place not because he didn't understand, but because he was not afraid.

"The great power teacher is so terrifying. The archer knew that he would not have a chance to make meritorious contributions today, and quietly withdrew.

The onslaught, the wagons and obstacles around the camp were attacked, and the rebels had prepared so they brought ladders, and now they were about to start attacking the camp.

"Shoot the arrows!" However, Zhang Han deserved to be a famous general, and had already prepared a large number of crossbow arrows in the camp to resist the rebels.

Each showed its strengths, and both sides came up with considerable means to fight for their own goals.

The great war in the era of cold weapons is indeed a sword to the blood, and the courage and courage of people are examined. At this time, the crossbow archers of the Qin army took the platoon as a unit and carried out three-stage shooting, and the arrows were dense and continuous, giving the rebels great damage.

As the attacking side, the rebels could only keep charging and paving the way against Qin with their own lives.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Just when the two sides were fighting, three fireworks suddenly exploded in the sky.

Zhang Han smiled when he saw it: "It's reinforcements, I have already contacted the defenders of Huiji County before, and now they have finally arrived." ”

Fusu also breathed a sigh of relief, although he seemed to be very calm with a straight face, but in fact, he was still a little scared, he was relieved to have more reinforcements, and he didn't think that these rebels would come one after another: "General Zhang is really taking precautions." ”

Zhang Han said that this is how it should be.

Seeing that the rebel army could not be attacked for a long time, the leader of the rebel army finally became anxious, obviously it was just a simple camp, and it could be burned down, but it blocked the pace of the rebel army, it seems that although there are few troops around Fusu, they are all elite, and there are generals sitting around them.

After paying so much price, but not succeeding, the mentality of the leader of the rebel army collapsed: "Shoot rockets again, shoot all the rockets, set fire, I see how they hide." ”

The fire in the camp instantly rose again, and the rebels left the fire to retreat.

The surrounding forests were burned, and it was obvious that the rebels were preparing to burn all the Qin people to death, completely forgetting the 'ancestral teaching' of 'setting fire to the bottom of the mountain prison and sitting through'.

Zhang Han also thought about attacking with fire, but he didn't expect them to really dare to do so. You must know that fire attack is the most immoral and easy to lose life, so ordinary people will never do this.

"Damn, they're crazy, and if a fire like this spreads, the surrounding villages will suffer. Zhang Han said anxiously: "Tonight, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the wind is light, everyone quickly put out the fire, and we must prevent the fire from spreading." ”

But the water they brought was almost used before, and now where do they have water to fight the fire?

"Great Master, please go quickly with Fusu Gongzi, and take advantage of the fire to block the passage yet. Zhang Han walked over and said.

"Why run away, just need it to rain. Duran said don't rush.

"But tonight is so sunny and there are no clouds, how can it rain?" Zhang Han said that no matter how powerful you are, don't joke.

But Duran was very calm, as if he was not joking: "I said it could rain if it could rain." With that, Duran poured a glass of wine, then raised his hand and threw it into the air.

Zhang Han's gaze continued to rise with the wine glass, and finally found that the wine glass was beyond his field of vision and flew to an unimaginable height.

Could it be that the great master still has the art of asking for rain?

You must know that the ancient people ate God's food, only seeking good weather and good weather, if someone can control the weather, it is definitely the object of worship of the common people, and it is definitely greater than the emperor.

But the glass flew away and didn't fall, but the sky was still so clear, and there was no other use for such an act than to anger Newton.

There was no rain, Zhang Han closed his chin and looked down at the great teacher: "Great teacher, let's withdraw." ”

But at this moment, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky.

Click!

Tear open the night and light up the whole night.

Everyone was taken aback, not knowing what the thunder that appeared out of thin air portended.

It was rain, a crackling downpour that enveloped the entire fire field in an instant. All the soldiers were overjoyed, and it was a miracle that there were no clouds at all but it was raining heavily.

"The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, and the road is sunny but sunny. When the heavy rain fell, Duran had already returned to the only intact camp with Shao Si Ming, leaving such a memorable verse, completing a pretend, hiding his merit and fame.

Shao Si Ming looked at Du Lan curiously, she didn't know how Du Lan begged for rain, it seemed to be very relaxed, the great master was really powerful, if he had the people in his heart, he would definitely be able to become a saint like the Three Emperors and Five Emperors.

In these years, Confucius has not yet become a saint, only the three emperors and five emperors are saints. The path to confucius' sanctification was long, almost spanning Chinese history, from the Western Han Dynasty to the Republic of China.

In 00 A.D., when Jesus was born, Confucius officially embarked on the path to sanctification. In the first year of the Western Han Dynasty, Emperor Ping of the Han Dynasty posthumously named Confucius as 'Baocheng Xuanni Gong'; then in the Northern Wei Dynasty, Emperor Xiaowen named Confucius as 'Wensheng Nigong'; in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, Confucius was named 'Zou Guogong'; in the Sui Dynasty, Emperor Yang of Sui called Confucius 'the first master and nun father'; in the Tang Dynasty, Confucius was successively named 'Taishi', 'Longdao Gong', and 'Wenxuan Wang'; in the Western Xia, Confucius was 'Wenxuan Emperor'; in the Yuan Dynasty, Confucius became 'Dacheng Most Holy Wenxuan King'; in the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Jiajing respected Confucius as 'the most holy teacher'; and in the Qing Dynasty, Emperor Shunzhi respected Confucius as ' In the Republic of China, Confucius was already the 'Most Holy Teacher of Dacheng'.

Of course, when it came to New China, Confucius was overthrown, which is a later story.

It can be seen that the ancient emperors began to 'seal' Confucius, and the emperor was higher than Confucius. But later the emperor called Confucius 'king', which was not an ordinary king, but the same king as the king of Shang and Zhou, and the same rank as the emperor. In the end, the emperor had to respect Confucius, and Confucius surpassed the Son of Heaven and became holy.

Confucius's titles also went from duke and king, all the way to transcendent sanctification.

And now it is still more than 200 years BC, and Confucius has only been dead for more than 200 years, which is far less exaggerated than later generations. The saints in people's hearts in this era are still the three emperors and five emperors, and even what Confucius worships is not a nihilistic god, but a broken Zhou ceremony.

Of course, the Zhou Dynasty was a slave system, and the Zhou rites in Confucius's heart were not seen, and the Zhou rites that had really collapsed were gone.

In short, Shao Siming felt that Duran could become a saint, which was a very high evaluation, and there was no moisture at all. Of course, the premise is that Duran wants to ask for the people's lives and become a character who can lead the people to a happy life. At present, it seems that Duran is still about a hundred or even ten thousand times away from the saint.