Wuzen grabbed a fist-sized stone, weighed it, and put it back again.

Yes, if you throw it down, you will be stoned to death.

Secretly said Amitabha, the monk Wuzen was ready to escape, since Wuchan threw out the first boulder, smashed a big car in a daze, and Wuzen was already frightened.

Or rather, the heart is empty.

It's like a child who suddenly realizes that he has done something wrong, and he shows it to many, many people. The second stone, no matter what, can't be thrown out, no matter how big or small, no matter how big it hits a car or a person, Wuzen thinks it's not good. This is a sin, Wu Chan has already made a mistake, and when Wu Chan is deeply introspecting and deeply blaming himself, those horses, those carts, and those people all go crazy and seem to rush over, and the big and small stones have rained down.

It is a cruel thing to witness death with our non-meditation.

First of all, thousands of horses were coming with their hooves held high, and because of the weight of the load, the speed was not fast. So in the face of the dense stone rain, there was no power to resist, so I had to bear it silently. There was iron armor draped, but the stones fell from high in the air and fell vigorously, only a muffled sound of fluttering and snatching could be heard, and there was a chaotic rockfall and dust flying in front of him. The people were behind, the cars were in between, and the ironclad horses that bore the brunt of the battle were the first line of defense, and they rushed almost in unison to meet the raindrops of stones and rush to the fortified city walls.

But the strange thing is that after the first wave of stone rain passed, their formation was not chaotic at all. And suddenly there was no more hissing, but the overwhelming shouts of killing behind them, they lowered their heads, raised their hooves, and ran straight forward to the ground, as if they had no idea what greeted them. Twenty feet below the city, they were greeted by a greater rain of stones, and thousands of arrows came first, and the sickle of death was finally swung, and the harvest of life began.

The rain of arrows roared, and the sharp iron arrowheads pierced through the haze of dust raised, shooting accurately at the low neck and rising legs of the horse, which the heavy iron armor could not cover. The sound of shouting and killing shook the sky, and the sound of arrows entering the flesh could not be heard, but the gray arrow feathers stood proudly on the flesh and trembled slightly, and they must have been very painful. Then the stone rain was heavier, denser, and heavier, and if it fell on them, it would break their backbones, but they generally endured silence, and moved forward and forward.

At that time, Wu Chan was already stunned, still holding a thousand catties of boulder in both hands.

Yes, they are to keep their heads down, so that sharp arrows do not go into the trachea and into the throat, and heavy stones do not hit the face and the forehead. This is a war between people, but it is the horse that dies first, and one after another in the ten zhang of the city, one after another, slowly falls, and disappears. What is generally strange is that there is no neighing, no whimpering, no convulsions before the near death, one horse after another dies calmly and peacefully, lying on the battlefield, as if asleep.

Suddenly, the deafening shouts of killing could not be heard, and the carriage and horses finally stopped five feet below the city, and there was silence for another moment. In the gap between hundreds of city-rushing vehicles and ladder trucks the size of houses, Wuzen looked at his faces and eyes in a daze, Xu Wuzen's expression was too shocked, Xu Wuzen's eyes were too pure, Wuzen saw that there were many people, many horses, and many black and white eyes looking at Wuzen, and he was as dazed as Wuzen.

Why?

At that time, Wu Zen didn't know, and Fang Yin was also asking Chen Ping why.

With a shout, the reins were cut off from the reins of the carts, and hundreds of surviving horses raised their hooves and neighed away with their heads held high, ignoring the broken bones of the arrows! Their mission has been accomplished, their lives have been saved, and they can once again hold their heads high and let the four hooves fly, and let the billowing smoke and dust dance wantonly behind them! The horns were raised in all directions, agitating in all directions, and in the wave after wave of shouts, 100,000 Xiliang soldiers, a total of thousands of chariots, gathered under the city of Liangzhou, and the siege began.

And so the killing began.

At that time, Wu Chan was at the head of the southern city, with Fang Yin.

Fang Yin couldn't bear to look at it, and Wu Chan was already stunned, just watching like that-

The stone rain, like a scoop, wave after wave, after the dead horses began to die, and the rumble was loud. Stones smashed on the chariot, a dull cracking sound, stones smashed on the armor, a dull sound of collapse, a muffled grunt, a miserable scream, everywhere was dull, and one by one the fresh lives were dull to death. Wuzen could no longer throw stones, but the Longjing soldiers on the head of the city would not be merciful, countless large and small stones crossed the chariot and smashed people's heads, bleeding, tendons and broken bones, condescending heavy stones fell like rain, and the heavy armor of the huge chariot could not resist: "Boom, boom

The winch turned, and the high ladder slowly stood up, like a thousand dragons out of the water, hooked to climb.

The rope pulls, and the round iron mallet is ready to go, like a thousand huge arrows on the string, hanging and not moving.

Thousands of hammers are beating together, and the earth is shaking!

The Great Array, the Great Array, the killing has begun, the death is ongoing.

Boom! Crash of iron and stone, clamor of dust!

Big scene, big scene, the city is trembling, the heavens and the earth are trembling.

Before the hook aid climbed to the top of the city, the Longjing soldiers should still use the stone, the simplest stone, the heaviest stone, the most effective stone, the hardest stone, the endless stone rain collapsed and smashed the cars, killed and injured one by one, this is the advantage of the location, Longjing army has the advantage: "No Zen! No Zen! Smash it! Smash it!" Peony yelled and screamed, and shocked Wuzen's heart: "Daydreaming, losing your soul! You know that you stand stupidly and watch, you are a fool!"

Yes, Wuzen is dreaming, Wuzen saw Sister Peony grinning and trying to move a big stone, but she couldn't move it, and she was already annoyed and angry: "Big fool! Two fools! Come here to help! Not yet!" "Wuzen is a big fool, Wuzen is also a second fool, but Wuzen has strength: "Yes, yes, yes!" This is the feeling that Wu Zen has never had, Wu Chan has no six gods and no masters for a while, and there is no assertion: "This is not right! This is not good, this is not good!"

To be a good person and do the right thing is the principle of being a human being for a non-Zen monk.

However, to put it simply, good and bad, right and wrong, are often difficult to distinguish between the two and the clear. What is shocking is the dead people, one by one, like dead horses, quietly lying on the ground motionless, or facing the sky with their eyes wide open, in the screams of the fight, in the ups and downs of light and shadow. Here, there is only a line between life and death, not the thick city walls of Liangzhou City, but a thin piece of window paper: "Throw! Throw him away! Smash him!"

Sister Peony is yelling, Sister Peony is very brave, no better than Wu Chan: "No! no! Don't fight! Don't fight Wu Chan!" Wu Chan was incoherent, and his mind was in chaos, Wu Chan couldn't understand that they were here to fight and kill, that was their wrong, but Wu Chan killed them like this, and Wu Chan was not right: "Master-Master-" Wu Chan was already crying, Wu Chan only felt that the big stone held above his head was about to crush Wu Chan, in fact, Wu Chan was also a coward, the same as his big brother Fang Yin: "Woo! ”

Whenever Wu Chan ran out of ideas, the first person who came to mind was Master Lingxiu, but Master Lingxiu was not by Wu Chan's side: "What can I do? Why is this?" Boom, boom, the huge wooden mallet covered with iron sheet was beating on the city wall, squeaking, squeaking, the ladder erected high was about to climb up to the top of the city, when the flames of war and the smoke rose to the sky, when the blood stained the earth, only Wuchan stood there stupidly holding a big stone and thinking about it: "Brother Fang Yin! Brother Fang Yin!" Yes, Master Lingxiu is not here, and there is Brother Fang Yin, at that time, Brother Fang Yin, who was without Zen, was also thinking about life like Wuzen: "No Zen! Don't be afraid!" A sentence woke up the person in the dream, and Brother Fang Yin spoke: "Smash, smash, smash the car!" Yes! Wuzen suddenly realized, and his divine power burst out: "Woo-"

A big rock fell from the sky, and a big car was in a hurry: "Haha!

Don't smash people, just smash cars, Wuzen laughed again, this is a good way: "Woo-"

The boulder is heavy and can't go far, but there is no Zen to do: "Woo-"

It's not good to smash people, it's not good to smash the car, but without the car, they can't climb up: "Woo-"

I can't climb up, so I have to retreat, so I don't have to die anymore: "Woo-"

Wuzen's arms vibrate, a piece of boulder flew up, Wuzen threw it hard, a piece of boulder fell, the heavy sound of whining breaking the air really made people chill, and the city bloomed at the next moment! Yes! Wuzen has strength, Wuzen's strength is very big, boundless courage has returned to Wuzen's body, Wuzen lifts weights like a light god! One after another, one after another, the big stones seemed to have eyes, and they accurately landed on the ladder cars and the storming cars, and exclaimed in surprise and cheered and made a majestic cry: "No Zen! No Zen!" But it couldn't hide a crisp and crisp sound: "No Zen-"

"Fang Bad Shui'er, you coward, shrunken turtle!" Peony was very proud, and laughed: "Look! Look at my family!" Fang Bad Shui'er frowned, shrunk his neck and sat dryly in the corner, looking really like a shrunken turtle: "You can do it, you come." "On the battlefield of blood and fire, before the test of life and death, there will always be someone who can't hold back the pressure of the mountain and lose, like a bear bag like a soft egg: "Hmph! Then you need to say! Look at me!" Peony scolded in his mouth, but his heart was full of joy, and he grabbed a big fist stone and threw it violently: "You barbarian!

Because of the perennial cutting of trees, the peony is extremely strong, this stone flew straight out of the momentum, with a vicious wind, slammed into the barbarian's chest! This is a flying stone outside the sky, the barbarian is powerless, the next muffled snort fell to the ground in a blink of an eye, and was killed: "Ha! hahahaha!" In one fell swoop, the majestic is incomparable, and the peony laughed proudly: "How is it? How is it? Have you seen it? See, it's good! This is called killing people without blinking, and the courage of this god general is more than the sky?"

The sound stopped abruptly, but I saw the barbarian slowly crawl up with his chest covered, spat out a mouthful of blood, and cursed with hatred in his mouth, and finally rolled his eyes and glared at him.

I actually laughed.

How fierce and vicious that glance was, how sarcastic and teasing that smile was, and the white teeth flashed with red blood, and finally brightened up the frightened eyes of the Peony God General: "Ahhh

Whew-Whew-Whew-Whew-Whe

Peony squatted in the corner with his head in one hand and his neck in his hand, and quickly patted his chest with the other hand, panting: "I'm a mother!

And the sound of thousands of stones whining through the air is endless, and the biggest sound is the stone thrown by Wuzen! Fang Yin can't do it, neither can Peony, it's still Wuchan who really guards the city and establishes miraculous feats! Smash the car and beat people away, it's amazing and terrible, but this offensive and defensive battle in Liangzhou City ended the first in the south, because Wuchan only wanted to save a few more lives.

It is the martial arts of the Buddha to have great compassion, great wisdom and great courage, to subdue the dragon and tiger and subdue the demons in the heart, and to save all sentient beings.

One thought of wisdom is born, only great compassion can lead to great courage!