Chapter - 332 Hundred-feet Tall Tower Prevents Passage (9)

Fan Yao was very bold and he thought that while he went to the Prince's palace to sort out right from wrong, the prisoners would have had enough time to recover from their poisoning. "Wonderful! Wonderful!" he called out immediately, "I am just about to go to Wangye to receive the reward. Captain, Sir! Please look after this Old Man He, don't ever let him escape!"

While he was still speaking suddenly they heard sound of hoof beats, a rider was coming fast toward the temple, straight to the Pagoda. The surrounding warriors immediately bowed to pay their respect, "Xiao Wangye! [Young Prince]" they greeted.

From the Pagoda looking down Fan Yao saw that the crown on this person's head glittered under the flame light. When he was dismounting from a big and tall white horse, Fan Yao noticed that that person was wearing an embroidered gown. He was none other than the Ruyang Prince's crown prince, Kuku Temur, whose Chinese name was Wang Baobao.

"Where is Concubine Han?" in stern voice Wang Baobao asked, "Fuwang [father king] is extremely angry; he ordered me to come over and investigate."

Captain Ha stepped forward to give his report; he said that Lu Zhangke and Concubine Han did indeed in the temple and were currently in Ku Toutuo's hands. He Biweng hastily said, "Xiao Wangye, don't listen to this rubbish; that Toutuo is a spy, he frames my Shige …"

Wang Baobao raised his eyebrows and called out, "All of you, get down here to talk!"

Fan Yao had been serving in the palace for a long time, he knew Wang Baobao was very astute and competent; he was not inferior to his father. Fan Yao might be able to deceive others, but it would be difficult to hide the truth from this young prince. If he went down, the young prince might be able to see through his scheme in just a few sentences. Then if the young prince ordered the warriors to besiege him, He Biweng alone would give him enough trouble, making it difficult to escape, not to mention rescuing the imprisoned heroes on the Pagoda. In loud voice he said, "Xiao Wangye, I have Lu Zhangke in my hand. His Shidi [martial (younger) brother] hates me to the bones. If I came down, he would surely kill me."

"Just get down quickly, Mr. He will not kill you," Wang Baobao said.

Fan Yao shook his head and shouted, "It is still safer for me to stay on this Pagoda. Xiao Wangye, for all my life Ku Toutuo has never spoken; today the circumstance has forced me to open my mouth. I am doing it all to repay Wangye's kindness to me. If you don't believe me, Ku Toutuo would rather jump into the ground to meet my death to show my loyalty to you."

Listening to him, Wang Baobao knew that 70, 80% of what he said was nonsense; so it was obvious that he was trying to stall. In a low voice Wang Baobao asked Captain Ha, "What conspiracy is he in? He is deliberately stalling. Is he waiting for someone to come?"

"Xiao Ren does not know …" Captain Ha replied.

"Xiao Wangye," He Biweng cut him off, "This bandit Toutuo has stolen my Shige's antidote; he must be planning on rescuing the rebels imprisoned in the Pagoda.

Wnag Baobao realized it immediately. "Ku Dashi," he called out, "I know your loyalty. Quickly get down here; I am going to heap rewards on you."

"My legs were kicked by Lu Zhangke earlier," Fan Yao said, "Both legs are broken. I must not move now. Xiao Wangye, please wait a moment, as soon as I can move, I'll come down immediately."

"Captain Ha," Wang Baobao barked his order, "Send some men to go up and carry Ku Dashi down."

"No, no," Fan Yao said, "As soon as I move, my two legs will be crippled."

This time Wang Baobao did not have any suspicion anymore. With his own eyes he saw Concubine Han and Lu Zhangke were wrapped together inside the cotton quilt. Even if there was nothing going on between the two, he was certain his father king would not want to have Concubine Han anymore. In a low voice he said, "Captain Ha, set the Pagoda on fire. Set your men around with their bows and arrows. Whoever jumps down from the Pagoda, shoot him dead."

Captain Ha complied; he passed the order around. His archers surrounded the Pagoda with bows and arrows, ready to shoot; while the other warriors spread around to gather firewood and grass to light up the fire.

He Biweng was shocked. "Xiao Wangye," he called out, "My Shige is up there."

Wang Baobao coldly said, "This Toutuo can't stay up there forever; as soon as the Pagoda is on fire, he will come down."

He Biweng called out, "What if he throw my Shige down? Xiao Wangye, please don't light the fire."

"Humph," Wang Baobao snorted, ignoring his plea.

A short moment later the warriors had gathered enough kindling material and they set the Pagoda on fire.

He Biweng had always enjoyed good reputation in the Wulin world; even when he entered the service in the Ruyang Palace he had always been highly revered. Unexpectedly today not only he had fallen into Ku Toutuo's sinister plot, he was also ignored by the Young Prince. Seeing his martial brother in grave danger he did not care anymore whether it was the 'Xiao Wangye' or the 'Da Wangye' [lit. old king master]. Raising his pair of crane-beak pens he charged toward the warriors who were lighting the fire. 'Bang, bang!' two warriors were thrown away.

Wang Baobao was very angry. "Mister He," he shouted, "Are you defying my command?"

"If you did not set the Pagoda on fire, I would not dare to defy your command," He Biweng replied.

"Set the fire!" Wang Baobao shouted. With a wave of his left hand five foreign monk wearing red robes jumped from behind his back; they snatched away the torches from the warriors' hands and tossed them to the firewood and grass on the base of the Pagoda. As soon as the kindling material was lit, the fire was raging wild.

He Biweng was very anxious. He snatched a spear from a warrior's hand and frantically beat the wood and grass, trying to extinguish the fire.

"Arrest him!" Wang Baobao shouted.

Those five foreign monks in red unsheathed their sabers and surround He Biweng immediately. He Biweng was very angry; he dropped the spear and snatched the saber of a foreign monk to his left. Eluding his hand the foreign monk flipped the saber over and hacked his shoulder. He Biweng moved sideways to elude, while from behind came a gust of saber wind; as a result two sabers struck each other.

There were a total of eighteen foreign monks with high level of martial art under Wang Baobao's command; they were known as the 'Shi Ba Jin Gang' [eighteen Buddha's warrior attendants], consisted of Five Sabers, Five Swords, Four Staves, and Four Cymbals. These five monks were the 'Five-Saber Buddha's Warriors'. Each one of them alone was far below He Biweng in term of martial art level; however, with five of them fighting together, they complement each other in defense and offense. Furthermore, He Biweng's martial art level was high, but Zhang Wuji struck him until he vomited some blood the previous day; his internal energy suffered serious damage. On top of everything right in front of his eyes the fire was raging wild, his martial brother was in a precarious condition; unavoidably he could not keep himself calm and steady. As a result, it was difficult for him to score a quick victory.

In the meantime, Wang Baobao's subordinates kept adding wood and grass to make the fire even bigger. The Pagoda was constructed of brick and wood. Very soon the first several lower floors were starting to burn. Fan Yao dropped Lu Zhangke and dashed toward the room in which the Wudang heroes were imprisoned. "The Tartars are burning the Pagoda," he called out, "Has everybody's internal energy recovered?" But Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou and the others were still sitting cross-legged, cultivating their internal energy in full concentration. Nobody replied; apparently they were at a critical moment of their recovery process.