Da Wei Chun

Chapter 204 Meeting the Enemy
Liu Huiwang's face was as cold as ice, and she looked at the corpse on the ground coldly.

Qingpi has a bald head, a monk's robe, and a Zhajia on his body.

But the strange thing is that the arrow just passed through the neck, and when it was discovered, Faguang's blood was almost drained, and the person was so dead that he couldn't die anymore.

Li Wenxiao is also coming soon.

He wanted to die, and led his bodyguards to charge towards Baiqi, who was cut off by Li Feng.

Li Wenxiao didn't suffer any injuries when the knife was cut on the fish scale armor, but he was trampled on by the horses afterwards. When the white armor soldiers retreated, when the rebels found him, his bones had been broken in sevens and eights, and his chest was broken. Even a piece collapsed and a pit was sunk.

This kind of injury is not far from death...

Seeing what the Dharma can do, Li Wenxiao didn't wake up. Liu Huiwang was furious, and wished to cut Li Wenxiao into pieces.

Tens of thousands of troops collapsed like this?

Although they are all cannon fodder, it only takes more than a year for me to bewitch so much again.

But it shouldn't be like it is now, it doesn't work at all, and it's about to be ruined?
Liu Huiwang raised his head and looked at the disorderly soldiers who were rushing towards the white-armored army like ants, feeling like a knife was twisting his heart.

He has imagined countless times that this scene should be prepared for Xi Kangsheng, but it was wasted on such unknown people?

"Carry it down!"

Liu Huiwang snorted coldly, turned his head again, and glanced southeast.

It has been two hours since Yinshi, why is there no news yet?

I'm afraid it's not because of the lack of monks and guards alone, which led to the defeat of the righteous teacher?

no... never...

Such a rigorous plan cannot fail just because of the lack of these thousands of people.

Besides, with so many routs fleeing westward, it's impossible to fake it.

The righteous teacher must have won, but for some reason, the news has not been delivered to the monk camp...

Liu Hui suddenly strengthened her confidence, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief, imagining in her heart that she would be crowned a king and a saint in a short time, and her face flushed instantly.

The monks and guards didn't come to help, I'm afraid those Hu thieves have looked down upon them, and if even Li Chengzhi can't be defeated, why would he, Liu Huiwang, dare to call him "Dharma King" again?
Liu Huiwang's eyes turned cold, and he raised his slender hand slightly, pointing directly at the white armored army: "Move forward!"

As the cloud chariot on which Liu Huiwang was riding moved, the Maitreya Buddha flag, a group of monks in white chanting loudly under the banner, and eight carriages pulling the Dafa name also moved forward together.

Further on, there are five thousand monks and guards of Liu Huiwang.

They all stared at each other, waiting for the White Armored Army's formation to become a little unstable, and they would pounce on it like a pack of wolves.

……

"Mi Jin came to the world, pity my sufferings. There is no joy in life, and no fear in death. Kill the old demons and be blessed for a lifetime!"

The deafening roar spread throughout the wilderness, shaking the hearts of every white-armored soldier and every black-armored soldier.

Hu Baozong was shaking like he was sifting chaff, bead-sized beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead.

He finally knew why Li Chengzhi was so flustered just now?
These are not people at all, but a group of beasts... No, what kind of beasts are they?

It's just a bunch of monsters.

As if possessed by an evil spirit, those rebels shouted the Buddha's name wildly, facing the rain of arrows all over the sky, and rushed towards the Baijia army wave after wave.

Except for the sound of the Buddha's call, there were no more miserable howls in the rebel formation.Accompanied by it, there is only the sound of "chi chi" as the arrow shoots into the body and the blood rushes out of the body.

Crazy, all crazy...

Hu Baozong didn't know what to say, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked by a piece of dry mud, which was stuffy and burning.

He instinctively turned his head and looked at Yun Che.

Li Chengzhi turned his head and was talking to the car.

Hu Baozong was so frightened that he was so frightened: at this time, do you still dare to be distracted?
He endured his fear, and instinctively looked down towards Yunche, only to see Li Song and Li Zhang playing with something.

If you look closely, it seems that you are loading a copper machine crossbow on a van?
What the hell are you doing?
The corners of Hu Baozong's eyes jumped wildly, and his heart was even more furious.

But immediately, he was taken aback again.

Li Chengzhi would have a whim from time to time, and sometimes his actions seemed even more crazy.

But Li Song won't go crazy with him...

As if Fu Lin's heart came to him, Hu Baozong turned sharply to look at Qian Qianjun, and then his expression froze, as if frozen.

The auxiliary soldiers in the camp no longer see the arrows transported to the front of the formation?
The arrow is about to shoot empty?
Looking at the front of the formation again, countless rebels are still staring with bloodshot eyes, rushing like a tide, there are at least two or three thousand more.

And behind these rebellious soldiers, there are thousands of monk soldiers, staring at each other...

Hu Baozong's legs went limp, and he almost fell to his knees, his face was as pale as dirt.

You are only thinking about tinkering with these things now, how can you come in time?
……

There was no blood on Yang Shu's face, and Zhang Jingzhi's eyes were red and bloodshot.

The two of them fought for half their lives, how had they ever encountered such a crazy enemy?
Really regard death as life...

Seeing that Zhang Jingzhi was about to make a move, Yang Shu sternly shouted: "I can't withdraw, I can't withdraw... Even if the arrows are gone, it's time to fight. With the white armor and spearman, it may not be invincible. But if you withdraw , it must be a thousand miles away..."

"Why don't I know I can't retreat?" Zhang Jingzhi roared, "But it has reached such a point that the morale of the army is faintly unstable. Why doesn't Li Chengzhi retreat into the village? Although it is only a layer of the village wall, it can at least buffer it for a while. ?”

"I don't know either!" Yang Shu shook his head fiercely, then looked downstairs and looked at Li Chengzhi who was instructing Li Song to play with the Baizhang crossbow.
"The old man doesn't even know why he is so indifferent at such a critical juncture? But you and I don't want to talk about it... just think about it, if we were you and me, could we resist such a powerful enemy..."

The answer is no.

Don't say that the big formation can be as motionless as it is now, and it still has the power to fight.I'm afraid he was frightened by the demon-like enemy in front of him.

These rebels don't seem to be human at all...

Zhang Jingzhi gritted his teeth and was about to say something when he heard cheers from the enemy formation.Immediately, the sound of chanting the Buddha's name became even more intense.

The two looked up, their eyes were about to split.

Liu Huiwang's flag battle has already left the battalion, less than thirty feet away from the Baijia Chinese Army.

They could even see the pale face of the monk on the cloud cart...

About ten feet forward, thousands of monks and soldiers in hemp robes held guns and raised shields, intending to launch an offensive?

What made them even more horrified was that many arrows flew over and landed on the monks and soldiers, some were collapsed, and some pierced into the flesh, but there was no blood oozing out?

These monk soldiers are clearly wearing iron armor?

Yang Shu and Zhang Jingzhi looked at each other, both surprised and fearful: These are four or five thousand monk soldiers, where did Liu Huiwang get so many monks?

……

At some point, Li Song also got on the ladder and knelt down in front of Li Chengzhi, sweating profusely.

Although there were only the two of them in the watchtower, Li Song still groaned like mosquitoes, begging:
"Lang Jun, let's fight... No matter how weak my Baijia battalion is, I have never lost a single battle. Although these monsters are not afraid of death today, they are only flesh and blood, and it is impossible for them to be resurrected. We may not be invincible... ...Even if there is an emergency, with me waiting, I can still protect my husband and escape safely..."

Halfway through the speech, Li Song raised his head violently, with tears in his eyes: "But using the thunder in front of everyone is definitely a disaster... Sir, this is a clear sky, and thunder is born on the flat ground... You are the one." The person who caused the thunder... Even if the people of the world can tolerate you, the court and the emperor will never tolerate you..."

Li Chengzhi clenched his fists tightly, his nails were deep in his flesh, and his forehead was already full of veins: "But Li Song, do you know how many people will die..."

"How can anyone not die in a war?"

Li Song let out a low growl, stood up abruptly, and glared at Li Chengzhi angrily: "Your Majesty, at this moment of life and death, do you still need the kindness of a woman?"

Looking at the furious Li Song, Li Chengzhi was a little dazed, as if he saw the Li Song who yelled "Come on, tie me up!"

Li Song seemed more desperate, and roared angrily: "Mr., how long are you going to protect? This is a soldier, used for war, not a son of a family. He is still in his teens and needs to be hugged by his mother." Cuddling in my arms...

You only want to save people from dying... But can you protect them for a while, or protect them for a lifetime?If next time, you are not in command of them, but they encounter a fierce battle like this one, what will happen to them?
I'm afraid it will be like the rebellious soldiers before, they will be defeated as soon as they fight, they will be chased and killed like pigs and sheep, and they will die in the end..."

What about next time... next time?

These three words were like thunder, smashing into Li Chengzhi's mind over and over again.As if frozen, he stared at Li Song fixedly.

This is a soldier, born to fight...

He is the commander in chief, not the nanny...

Including himself, from the first time he heard the word "war", he was trembling with fright, but now he sees the lives and deaths of thousands of people, but he can feel calm and face without changing his face.In the middle, I don't know how many journeys I have gone through, how many times I have experienced spiritual baptism?
Without a bloody battle, how can there be an iron will?

If things go on like this, the so-called strong army is just a paper tiger that can be broken with a single poke...

In a few breaths, sweat appeared on Li Chengzhi's forehead.

He gritted his teeth fiercely: "Fight!"

……

When there was no more mob standing in front of the formation, Li Liang's spirit relaxed, his eyes darkened, and he almost fell to the ground.

He leaned on the wall of the car, shook his head vigorously twice, and saw those monk soldiers rushing up with guns and shields stepping on the corpses of the rebels, he was shocked again.

Although the rioters have been shot back, what about the monks?
When the enemy camp collapsed, after being hacked to death, shot to death, and the rebels killed each other, there were actually not many rebels who could stand up, at most three or four thousand.

But these three or four thousand rebellious soldiers have already exhausted tens of thousands of arrows.

The arrows have already been shot, how can these monks and soldiers who are more capable than the rioters, less afraid of death, and calmer, resist them?

Looking at the miserable scene in front of him, fear was like a tide, and wave after wave hit Li Liang's mind.

Some rebels were pierced like hedgehogs, bleeding continuously, but still screaming the Buddha's name over and over again, trying to crawl over with the last bit of strength.

There are also those who have died, with strange smiles on their faces, as if before they died, they had seen the god Zhao Huan, and the blessings of the next life, and even ten or a hundred lives.

Those scary yellow teeth, like bloody arrows, pierced into Li Liang's heart...

How can people be so crazy?

Just when his heart was throbbing uncontrollably, and even his body was shaking, a voice of laughter and scolding suddenly came from his ear: "Why, this little battle scares you? Doesn't it mean that I want to learn from you four times?" Uncle (Li Song) immediately slashed his sword and asked the heroes of the world with a smile: "Li Zhiju (Li Liang's name) in Jingzhou is here, who dares to fight?"

Li Liang trembled all over, as if a mechanism had been installed on his neck, he turned his head abruptly.

When he saw that Li Chengzhi was wearing armor, holding a gun in his left hand and a shield in his right hand, clearly intending to meet the enemy with the soldiers, Li Liang panicked and burst into tears: "Mr...."

(End of this chapter)