I am a teacher in another world

At this time, the enemy was eager for success, and the formation began to become hit. Wu Hao immediately activated his ability to quickly generate a large number of metal spheres the size of ping pong balls on the ground. The surface of the spheres was smooth enough and low enough to hide in the grass between.

Sure enough, as soon as the opponent's horse approached, they stepped on the metal spheres all over the ground, and their hooves immediately slipped, causing the center of gravity to become unbalanced. In addition, the speed of the previous charge was too fast, and the horse archers running in front immediately fell to the ground and turned on their backs.

The men and horses following behind couldn't react at all, most of them fell to the ground with their horses and men. Although the few reacted quickly and turned their direction in time to disperse, they didn't know that the metal balls deployed in a large area in front of them could do nothing. It's just a later fall.

Seeing that all the pursued enemies fell to the ground, Wu Hao suddenly pulled the reins to stop the horse, and cast his ability again. The metal balls formed on the ground quickly gathered to surround the fallen pursuers, and then the sphere began to expand, turning into a spacious room. square iron prison.

The four walls of the cell are made of thick steel, and only a few windows are blocked by iron railings so that the people inside can keep breathing. Now that even people and horses are locked in, the inside is likely to be overcrowded, effectively restricting the enemy's movement. Mobility.

"Good job, I caught nearly thirty tongues at once." The old squad leader said, leading everyone to rush to help Wu Hao treat the wound. Zhuo Yang had already broken the shaft of Wu Hao's wooden arrow going north. And use gauze for emergency dressing.

"It's okay, it's better to keep half of the people guarding here. After we enter the city, let the guards come over to meet us." After Wu Hao said, he breathed a sigh of relief. Zhuo Yang of the arrow.

When you get a chance, thank her again.

"So, madam and I are safe?" In the quiet Buddhist hall, Long Fuyan excitedly asked the monk in front of him, and the monk also smiled wryly and observed the other's palmistry and face, so as to help him do fortune-telling, or do fortune-telling. A little psychological comfort.

"Don't worry, your fate is very good, and your life with your wife will be very harmonious, and you will be happy in the future." After the monk said, Long Fuyan stomped his feet excitedly. Since he set foot on this brand new land, he was most worried. is the future.

And from the moment the negotiation ended and Ye Feng entered Agate City with him, the team members around were full of murderous intent, as if they wanted to eat them alive. After all, their purpose of coming here was to save the slaves, which naturally moved their cake.

Thanks to the timely action of Monk Gongbu, Ye Feng and himself lived in the Qingya Temple, which prevented some people from committing murder, and this Qingya Temple was as magnificent as the temple in Barrow City, even the layout was exactly the same, and the decoration more luxurious.

Even in the guest room where Ye Feng and Long Fuyan lived, there were many finely crafted gold silk Thangkas, many furniture were made of mahogany, and all kinds of utensils on the table were silverware inlaid with precious stones. Even the tiles on the roof are gilded.

But it is strange to say that although the entire room is luxurious, the layout is very neat. There is an oil lamp next to the writing desk, tea is placed on the square table in the center, wardrobes, ceiling lights and other facilities are all available, and its style is quite similar to that of houses on the wasteland. resemblance.

"Is the whole temple just for showing off its wealth?" Looking at the gold-plated tiles on the roof, Ye Feng smiled wryly through the window and looked at the scene outside the temple. Compared with the smoky environment in Barrow City, the quality of life of the people here And physical fitness is much better.

However, the illiteracy rate here is still very high, and the ideology is relatively backward. In addition, some teams have begun to be equipped with weapons. It is not wise to launch an uprising here. Besides, the monks in Kampot will have opinions, so Ye Feng must reorganize plan.

"Comrade Ye Feng, may I bother you?" Just as he was thinking, there was a knock on the door immediately, and when Ye Feng opened the door, he found that it was Gong Po who came to visit in person, and there was a silver tray in his hand containing buttered tea and cheese. , and some bits and pieces of dried fruit.

"Uh... yes." He quickly welcomed Gongbo into the guest room, and after closing the door, the two of them sat down. The whole atmosphere made Ye Feng a little nervous. Although the monk Gongbu was not a bad person, Ye Feng was instinctively vigilant for coming uninvited. stand up.

"Don't worry, no one is following you, and I didn't poison you, okay." Seeing Ye Feng's vigilance, Gong Po first took a sip of the buttered tea, then calmly grabbed some dried fruit and put it in his mouth, and then gave up It solved Ye Feng's current concerns.

"Then, what's the matter with the respected monk coming to visit?" Although Ye Feng was relieved, he still took his seat with convenience. The long-term war life and the recent experience of being framed by Zhao Jie made him become more and more serious. more suspicious.

"It's just chatting, you are the Bodhisattva soldiers who came outside, so I want to know about the outside world." Gongbu looked at Ye Feng with interest, with a smile still on his face, and he didn't feel any murderous intent or threat at all.

"You won't like it. There is also a war outside, and there has been no result after three years of fighting, and the lives of the people are not much better." After that, Ye Feng also poured himself a cup of buttered tea, put it on his lips and sipped it Take a sip, carefully recalling the previous experience.

"It seems that there are killings everywhere... Then, after you save the people here, do you have to go back to the outside world to continue your war?" Confused, Gongbu subconsciously looked at Sheng Fang Compote of dried fruit, thinking about something.

"Of course, there are people outside who are suffering. I must save my hometown. War is doomed, and I have no choice." Ye Feng sighed helplessly, and put the teacup back on the table. He still has a long way to go. Go, and the road is full of mud.

"That's it...that's what I'm worried about. You have become a sword without a sheath. If you can, please do less killing." After confirming Ye Feng's thoughts, Gong Po said that he came here real purpose.

"Feelings, are you here to persuade me to put down the butcher's knife?" Seeing that Gongbu said this calmly, Ye Feng didn't know how to refute it for a while. He naturally had his own position, but the other party is a Buddhist after all, so it is not impossible to think like this understand.

"Putting down the butcher's knife is not enough. I just hope that Your Excellency can kill less and resolve this battle as peacefully as possible." Gongbu nodded with a smile, and couldn't help but feel happy. .

"You care about the people's desire for peace. I can understand that the question is whether peace is not with me, but with those rulers." However, Ye Feng will not back down in this regard. Struggle is not a dinner party, and there must be no sign of showing weakness.