"Now, the Mongol Yuan Dynasty is on the verge of collapse, and the Yuan Emperor had no choice but to bring out Phagpa, who had been in seclusion!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes lit up, and he slowly nodded: "What you say makes sense, Junior Brother!"
"Our Central Plains are a land of hidden talents, and Taoist masters love to live in seclusion in the deep mountains to cultivate themselves, taking transcendence and immortality as their lifelong goal, and are unwilling to easily leave the world!"
"Perhaps Phagpa was too arrogant back then, thinking that no one in the Central Plains could control him, and he would destroy sects and sects at will. Who knows which senior master might have angered him and injured him!"
Xiao Ning's expression brightened, and he said, "The truth is no longer known to anyone. In any case, this old lama is despicable for not staying at home and rushing out to block my nephew Cuishan's path!"
"Senior brother, we can't let him get away with this so easily!"
Zhang Sanfeng nodded: "For the future of the Han people of the Central Plains, this old lama absolutely cannot be allowed to live!"
"In that case, we brothers will personally go and escort him to the Western Paradise to see the Buddha!"
His brows furrowed, and his face was filled with murderous intent.
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After discussing it, the two brothers immediately headed north with Zhang Cuishan.
After several days of travel, they finally arrived at the army's encampment a hundred miles outside the capital. The three of them did not make a big fuss, but quietly returned to the camp.
Red banners with gold dragons fluttered in the wind, and white military tents stretched for dozens of miles, seemingly without end.
Xiao Ning and Zhang Sanfeng, the two fellow disciples, stared at the endless military camps, speechless with shock.
"Cuishan... has grown up; it's no longer the Cuishan of yesteryear..."
Zhang Sanfeng's lips moved, and he seemed dazed.
Xiao Ning was also dumbfounded and said in a low voice, "Yes, he is already the wise king who controls half of the country, and he is also the future ruler of the world in the hearts of the Han people. Every move he makes is related to the future of hundreds of millions of people."
“He is no longer the Zhang Cuishan who needed our protection. He has broken free from the shackles of the martial world and become a powerful figure who influences the fate of the world!”
"Senior brother, you should be proud to have such a disciple!"
Seeing Zhang Sanfeng's disappointment, Xiao Ning gently comforted and consoled him.
Come to think of it, the disciple who once needed his protection has grown up in the blink of an eye and is about to become the ruler of the Central Plains. Zhang Sanfeng's sense of loss is unimaginable.
After a long while, Zhang Sanfeng said, "Junior brother, once this matter is over, let's go back to the mountain. This outside world is ultimately a world for young people!"
Xiao Ning shook his head: "No, Senior Brother, I want to go for a walk!"
Faced with Zhang Sanfeng's puzzled look, he explained, "I have already become a martial arts grandmaster. Simply staying in seclusion is no longer useful. I want to see this world properly. Only by entering the mortal world can I sever my ties with it!"
In fact, Xiao Ning planned to leave this world once this matter was settled. He was just saying this to Zhang Sanfeng in advance to avoid causing panic by suddenly disappearing.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng chuckled, only then realizing that his junior brother was only in his thirties. Considering the lifespan of a martial arts grandmaster, he was in the prime of his youth, unlike himself who was already old and frail. It was only natural that his junior brother longed for the outside world.
He laughed and said, "Junior brother is absolutely right. Then this old Taoist will return to the mountain on his own!"
Upon hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words, Xiao Ning realized he had misunderstood, smiled, and didn't offer any further explanation.
...
In the central command tent, Zhang Cuishan, exuding an aura of majesty, sat at the head of the table, with Xiao Ning and Zhang Sanfeng in second place. Below them were a group of Ming Cult high-ranking officials and military generals.
Zhang Cuishan solemnly said, "Everyone, I have invited my master and uncles on my return to the mountain. I believe you have all heard of their illustrious reputations!"
"However, this matter must not be publicized, lest the Mongol Tartars find out and that old bald monk escapes!"
"I have decided that the entire army will launch an attack first thing tomorrow morning. If that old bald monk appears, my master and uncle will handle him. Your mission is to take Dadu and capture the Tartar emperor alive. Can you do it?"
The generals below roared in response: "Please give the order, Your Majesty!"
Seeing that the army's morale was high, Zhang Cuishan nodded secretly. He stood up and shouted, "Chang Yuchun, Xu Da!"
Chang Yuchun and Xu Da stepped forward from their seats and bowed deeply, saying, "We are here!"
"I hereby appoint you two as the left vanguard, leading 50,000 troops to attack from the left!"
The two men responded loudly, "We obey!"
Where are Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhuang Zheng?
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Chapter 72 The Old Lama
Nothing was said that night.
The next morning, they set up the stove and started cooking at midnight, and by dawn they were all ready.
After their meal, the soldiers silently wiped their weapons. They showed no excitement as new recruits, only a murderous intent hidden in their hearts.
The Mongol Yuan dynasty was tyrannical, and the people suffered greatly.
After being educated by the political commissar, these soldiers all knew that they were fighting for themselves and for their descendants!
Therefore, they are not afraid of death!
There was no fear of death, only endless hatred for the Mongol Yuan dynasty, like a cheetah in the night, exuding murderous intent.
Then, in the central command tent, Zhang Cuishan drew his long sword and swung it forcefully: "All troops, attack!"