The disaster of the world begins with Dongfang Bubai

Chapter 60: You are worthy of listening to my preaching
Twenty years later.

Emperor Kou Zhong of Zhou ignored the dissuasion of his ministers, appointed the crown prince as regent, and personally led 50,000 elite troops to head straight for Emperor's Peak.

Three months later.

There was a murderous atmosphere at the foot of Emperor Peak. There were 50,000 soldiers, all wearing strong armor and holding sharp swords. They stood there with an imposing, majestic and intimidating posture.

Then, without any hesitation, Kou Zhong ordered his archers to shoot arrows dipped in kerosene.

When thousands of arrows were about to fall into the lush forest, the flames on the arrow heads automatically extinguished.

All the soldiers looked at each other in surprise when they saw this.

Riding a horse and wearing golden armor, Kou Zhong had solemn eyes. Ever since he learned some things about the Emperor's Peak from Song Que, he had been planning how to flatten the peak and had made many preparations.

Afterwards, he arranged for people to go down and use catapults to throw fireballs at Emperor's Peak.

At the moment when the fireballs fell towards the Emperor's Peak like a group of meteorites, the flames on the fireballs automatically extinguished and turned into crispy mud blocks that fell all over the mountain.

Suddenly, the situation just now was fine, but the current situation seemed more like someone had cast a spell, which caused such a fantastic scene to appear, making everyone present show horror, and also a hint of uneasiness and fear.

Although Kou Zhong still looked calm and composed, a trace of fluctuation could not help but appear in his eyes. Even though he knew that the Demon Buddha Wuchang was most likely in a non-human state, the fact that he protected a mountain without even showing his face cast a shadow in his heart.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded:

"Kou Zhong, you have crawled out of the mud and accomplished great things. Why don't you just sit on the throne peacefully? Why do you have to seek death?"

As soon as the voice stopped, 50,000 soldiers all looked at Kou Zhong at the same time.

"The devil Buddha Wuchang is in front of us, why don't you kill him?"

The vague and illusory voice entered the ears of these people, and they attacked Kou Zhong in an organized manner.

In response, Kou Zhong let out a long whistle, as if he wanted to wake up all the soldiers, and at the same time he performed the "Art of Man and Horse Integration", showing off his amazing horse riding skills, which made him move freely and effortlessly among the army.

Although the sword in his hand looked ordinary, upon closer inspection, one could feel the ancient and simple steel knife, and he kept repelling the attacking soldiers.

"Kou Zhong, you don't want to kill them, but they want you dead!" A smile appeared on Xi Mingzhang's increasingly handsome face:
"Look, for the sake of their most revered king and father, they are willing to sacrifice themselves and their enemies to kill them."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's blood boiled, their faces turned red, and their bodies became three times more majestic. Among them, three thousand heavy cavalry took the lead and rushed straight to Kou Zhong.

"Wuchang, if you have the guts, fight me with real swords and guns. The winner will live and the loser will die. Don't implicate innocent people here." Kou Zhong roared with anger.

"Another innocent one, so boring." Xi Mingzhang put his hands behind his back and said:

"It was you who took the initiative to cause trouble for me, and it was you who brought so many people to Emperor Peak. But now you tell me that you want to have a personal battle to determine who is better and who is worse."

There was indifference between his brows:
"I can still satisfy you. Aren't you now starting a personal battle where the winner lives and the loser dies?"

"Having 50,000 elite soldiers buried with you can be considered a grand funeral, and it also lives up to my character of repaying evil with kindness."

"I think you have already discovered that these people have burned everything to serve the most respected Emperor of Great Zhou. They are doomed to fail. So, you can show your skills to the best of your ability. If you can please me, I can personally give you some pointers."

Kou Zhong gnashed his teeth and shouted:
"Wuchang, you are worthy of the name of the demon monk and the devil Buddha. Not only do you not have any of the Buddhist kindness, but you also don't have the slightest sympathy for the world." "Are you blaming me?" Xi Mingzhang said indifferently:
"Do you know that if it weren't for me, if Xu Ziling hadn't died, you wouldn't have been able to claim to be alone, and you wouldn't have been able to become the emperor who has the final say on all world affairs?"

"The culprit for the current situation is not me, the poor monk who has been practicing in seclusion. It is all caused by your own obsession."

"Forget it, you are not worthy of listening to my preaching."

He flashed and leaned against the branch of a tree, quietly watching Kou Zhong's army riding back and forth.

However, Kou Zhong's sword force exuded the spirit of attacking without attacking. In short, it is the method of using troops. Do not rely on the enemy not coming, but rely on what we have to wait for; do not rely on the enemy not attacking, but rely on what we have that cannot be attacked.

He couldn't bear to treat them like this and kill all the soldiers. He also thought about abandoning his horse and attacking the devil Buddha Wuchang who was watching coldly from afar. However, he inexplicably felt a sense of illusion that the devil seemed to be right in front of him, but was actually far away in the horizon.

Without any confidence in his mind, he started a maximum struggle with the soldiers who were harassing him.

During this period, he was also paying attention to a certain place at all times, trying to find a gap to break the current situation of nine lives and one death.

Unfortunately, after more than half an hour, 50,000 soldiers fell to the ground and died one after another, and they still did not find any opportunity to exploit.

Not long after, Kou Zhong, looking exhausted, came in front of Xi Mingzhang with a steel knife in hand.

"Even if you reach the level of a celestial being and use your strength to drag them to death, what can you do? With your current condition, you will die after only one strike."

"We are brothers in this life. I will definitely avenge Xiao Ling. Anyway, I have already arranged my affairs after my death."

"This battle means death and no life."

Kou Zhong's steel knife sank, pointing diagonally upwards, the blade trembling, he seemed like an immovable rock, seemingly there and not there, blending into one with the heaven and earth.

Suddenly, the knife came down and seemed to be a regular sweep, but there were countless changes in it. The knife followed the body's will, and the will followed the knife. Man and knife became one, and there was no man without a knife.

"Shan, you can't even hurt me, I'm doomed." Xi Mingzhang suddenly appeared behind Kou Zhong and said in a calm voice:
"I heard that you were taught by Song Que. So your death from exhaustion can be considered another kind of perfection. As the saying goes, like teacher, like disciple."

"It's easy to leave, but I won't send you off."

Seeing that the last of his mighty blow missed, Kou Zhong's face showed frustration but also a hint of relief. He thrust the tip of the knife into the ground, put his hands on the handle, and let his head drop. He died of exhaustion.

"In one lifetime, two brothers, their friendship is indeed very touching, but bringing so many people to die and becoming your subordinates is really unlucky for eight lifetimes."

Xi Mingzhang looked at the corpses scattered all over the foot of the mountain, said something casually, and then climbed up the mountain and walked away.

Three days later.

The world fell into a strange calm. The Zhou Emperor Kou Zhong, who had been victorious in every battle, was defeated and died at the foot of Emperor Ta Peak. Fortunately, he had arranged everything before going to the expedition, as if he had anticipated today's result.

By letting the crown prince, who was already capable of handling state affairs, act as regent and letting important ministers assist him, the world did not fall into chaos again.

This was not only because the Great Zhou had been recuperating for twenty years and had enjoyed long-term peace and stability, but also because this battle was destroyed by one person. This person was notorious and everyone who practiced martial arts knew about it. As early as the founding of the Great Zhou, he had been a taboo existence for everyone.

Now, as long as the Great Zhou Dynasty does not perish, the Demon Buddha Wuchang will probably become a taboo among taboos, and no one dares to mention it.

(End of this chapter)