Li Ye didn't look at He Jingcheng, his goal was a thousand soldiers.
Of course he understands the power of a thousand Dao soldiers formed into a battle formation, which cannot be compared with the simple superposition of a thousand real people.
Although he has never fought against Taoist soldiers, he has military common sense.
But his sword still fell straight down.
But in every battle formation, there is a main general. If you can kill the enemy's main general, the power of the battle formation will be greatly reduced.
It is not difficult to find the leader of a thousand soldiers, at least for a veteran on the battlefield like Li Ye.
He spotted the cultivator with the same armor and magic weapon, but whose breath affected the entire battle formation.
With a thought in his mind, the Heavenly Sword flew out from his body, and under the cover of the blue and white sword energy, he went straight to the general of the Taoist soldiers at an uncapturable speed!
The mask that can defend against the full blow of the real fairyland is intangible in front of Tianjian, and it doesn't have a lagging effect at all.
The Heavenly Sword passed through the mask, as if there was nothing in front of it.
The Heavenly Sword is bestowed by the Dao of Heaven, and it contains the laws of the Dao. No matter how powerful the mask of the Dao Soldiers is, it still has flaws in the face of the laws of the Dao. Even if Li Ye couldn't see such a flaw, for Tianjian, it was really not difficult to find a gap to break in.
The Heavenly Sword in the secret realm should have been obtained by Master Feihong. According to her strength that day, she could have defeated Li Ye and seized this sharp weapon.
But she didn't.
The Heavenly Sword that even the Buddha Realm covets, even if Li Ye's current state is not enough to fully display its power, but its essence is different.
The slight puff couldn't reach Li Ye's ears, but Li Ye felt the aura of the Heavenly Sword passing over the monk's heart.
The body of the general of the Taoist soldiers suddenly turned into a blood mist and exploded, leaving no bones left!
In an undetectable moment, the momentum of the Taoist soldiers' battle formation suddenly dropped to a freezing point, and their strength was much weaker.
At the same time, the sword energy containing the power of the emperor's way, the power of the Yin-Yang Dao, and the luck of the people in the fairy garden cut into the mask of the Taoist soldiers!
This is the first time that Li Ye put the power of luck of the people in the fairy garden into actual combat.
There are millions of people in Pinglu, and there are seven or eight million people who provide him with strength. What kind of power is this
Like cutting foam, the sword qi shattered the mask and cut into the center of the Taoist formation!
In the extreme light, hundreds of bodies were instantly annihilated, like firewood burnt by flames, turned into grains of dust, and dissipated like smoke in the bursting aura wind. Their screaming faces and struggling limbs before they died seemed to be frozen for a moment, but they were gone in a blink of an eye.
The sword energy cut into the ground, the ground shook violently, and the spiritual energy bounced up from the bottom, forming rapidly overflowing waves on both sides, shaped like sails, straight up tens of feet.
In the frenzy of spiritual energy sweeping up like sails, hundreds of figures of Taoist soldiers flew upside down together with the mud and rocks under the impact of sword energy. Some people flew with broken legs, some people's clothes were torn, and some people vomited blood.
In the end, these Taoist soldiers fell all over the place like dumplings, falling heavily on the ground, and some of them bounced off the ground several times.
The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and when they could barely see, everyone saw in horror that a huge and terrifying sword cut appeared on the ground, which was as deep as Haogou and as long as hundreds of feet!
Not only Zhu Wen, He Jingcheng, Zhang Zhongsheng and other Xuanwu Army monks, but also not only Yu Tamarin, Cui Keli and others in the city of Qingzhou, more than 100,000 soldiers of the two armies present witnessed this powerful sword. Witnessed this rare spectacle.
The officers and soldiers of the Xuanwu Army who rushed to the city of Qingzhou were even forced to stop attacking the city.
In their dumbfounded eyes, the smoke and dust dispersed, and a tall and straight figure in a black robe holding a sword stood on the top of the Qingzhou city tower, overlooking all directions.
It is difficult for everyone to describe each other's temperament.
This is not like the arrival of a king.
Because he is the king! Not only the king of Pinglu, but also the king of Datang!
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He Jingcheng's hands and feet were cold, and he couldn't help taking three steps back, terrified: "How could this happen?"
No one answered his question, and no one could.
Zhu Wen stared blankly at the figure on the top of the tower, and it took him a while to regain his composure, and murmured: "King An...is he already this strong?"
Back then, he was still a general under Huang Chao's command. He fought against Li Ye in Dengzhou for the first time, and was defeated unexpectedly. But at that time, Li Ye was only in the Qi training period, and there was not much difference with him.
Although Zhu Wen is a reckless man, he is arrogant and arrogant. He is a hero in the world, and he doesn't pay attention to a few people. He thinks that he will be able to achieve great achievements in troubled times.
Over the years, he has been trying to catch up, catch up with Li Ye's pace, and want to surpass him.
Li Ye is a mountain in front of him, the distance between him and this mountain is the distance between him and the world. Without crossing this mountain, it will be difficult for him to really accomplish anything.
He originally thought that he could catch up, but when Li Ye sent troops to Hedong and easily captured Wei Bo, who had always been rebellious and powerful, and subdued Zhaoyi, he lost his confidence.
Fortunately, monk Xianting found him, which gave Zhu Wen the will to compete with Li Ye again. No matter how strong Li Ye is, he can't be stronger than an immortal, right? So he endured his disgust towards Brother Xianting and began to cooperate with him.
The first battle was to attack Pinglu.
Zhu Wen knew very well that Li Ye was like his nightmare, a nightmare he had to solve before going to the world. So in this battle, he did his best without any reservations.
I thought that with the help of monks from the Immortal Court, this battle would definitely come to an end. But who would have thought that it had been a long time since we saw each other, not only did Li Ye have the strength to kill immortals, but even He Jingcheng's highly respected Taoist soldiers were defeated by his sword!
Even Xianting can't deal with Li Ye
Zhu Wen felt bitter.
He is still relying on the power of the immortal...
The gap between the two was not made up by time, but became bigger and bigger as time went by.
Zhu Wen felt disheartened.
Zhang Zhongsheng clenched his sleeves tightly and gritted his teeth to restrain the trembling of his body.
He stared motionlessly at the heroic figure in the black robe on the city tower, as if the whole country was at his feet, and his heart was surging.
He had never seen King An before.
When he was lobbying Cui Keli in the city of Qingzhou that day, although Zhang Zhongsheng finally gave up persuading him, it was because he respected his classmates' life choices, not because he was persuaded by the other party.
The reason why he was not persuaded was nothing else, but because he felt that Li Ye was not worthy of Cui Keli's talent.
As a brother-in-law classmate, Zhang Zhongsheng is well aware of Cui Keli's talent, and it is really too humiliating for him to manage a town of five states. And Li Ye is doomed to perish, so how can Cui Keli be able to give full play to his abilities and ambitions
What Confucian scholars seek in their life is nothing more than the six words of meritorious service, morality and words, and meritorious service comes first. To be good at learning is to be an official, and to be an official is to serve the people. This is the primary pursuit of Confucian scholars. It is the dream of every Confucian scholar to work hard for the country and society and make contributions to the fathers and elders of the country.
But now, seeing King An himself, seeing this shocking sword, and watching his demeanor, Zhang Zhongsheng woke up like a dream.
Cui Keli's choice was not wrong!
Zhang Zhongsheng thought to himself, if he was in Pinglu, it would be very difficult for him to refuse the invitation of such a magnificent master.
Zhang Zhongsheng remembered what Cui Keli said that day: "I, Cui Keli, have chosen my own master. Whether he succeeds or fails, I will follow him for life. If he succeeds, I will govern the world; if he fails, I will govern the five states of Pinglu ;He died, and I will bury his bones with him in this land where we have shed blood and tears!"
He didn't quite understand this sentence back then, but now he understands a little bit.
Following such a master, even if he is defeated and died, there is nothing to regret, right? Even if the light emitted by Zeng Jin is like a shooting star and disappears in the blink of an eye, it has illuminated the sky and been seen by people all over the world. In this way, even if he really died, there is nothing unacceptable, right
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Zhang Zhongsheng clenched his fist unconsciously.
He suddenly envied Cui Keli.
In troubled times, good birds choose trees to live in. However, there are countless heroes in the world, but there are only a handful of real masters, and there are even only one or two.
Even if he followed Confucianism and assisted another prince who had a great chance of success, made contributions and made a name for himself, and even left his name in history, but does the other party have the heroic appearance of King An and the charm that makes him willing to surrender
If not, I'm afraid it's a pity, right
After all, Confucian scholars can only live in this life.
Born in troubled times and devoted to the world, should I choose the monarch with the greatest possibility of success, or choose the wise ruler who best suits my own wishes
Do you follow the crowd in pursuit of fame and fortune, or follow your own heart
This is a choice.
In troubled times, everyone faces a choice.
There are always many choices in life.
Faced with such a choice, Zhang Zhongsheng had no answer.
When he was studying in the past, he read a lot of books. I once read that many wise lords who have failed still had a group of loyal people beside them when they were defeated. When the enemy attacked, they would rather commit suicide and die with the lord than surrender, and embrace what is within reach. power and wealth.
At this time, Zhang Zhongsheng never understood the choices of those people.
Isn't it good to be alive
Shouldn't it be possible to survive, to fulfill one's own ambitions, and to live up to one's talent and aspirations
Now, he understands something.
Zhang Zhongsheng, one of the seventy-two outstanding scholars of Confucianism, learned a lot and grew a lot in this battle.
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Holding the Tianzi Sword, Li Ye led the Xuanwu army forward, and ordered in a calm but powerful tone: "The Pinglu army listens to the command of the lonely king: the three armies attack together, and fight to the death with the invading enemy!"
A tsunami-like shout of killing erupted from the top of Qingzhou City, and the soldiers rushed out in an organized manner, launching the final battle against the Xuanwu Army in front of the city.
The generals of the Pinglu army had already boosted their morale after seeing Li Ye smashing the Taoist soldiers of Xianting with his sword. That was a team that even the most elite Langya Du led by Shangguan Qingcheng couldn't defeat it, and even Li Ye couldn't catch a sword.
Li Ye's strength gave the Pinglu soldiers the most effective booster.
Seeing King An's return and coming to the front line again, the Pinglu army, from the generals to the soldiers, fought with all their lives. For a while, they were like a tiger descending from the mountain. The attack was sharp and mad.
The Xuanwu army might not be able to stop the Pinglu army, but at this moment they obviously lost their fighting spirit. Many people were already terrified of Li Ye. Seeing the Pinglu army attacking at this moment, they were all terrified and retreated in panic. Some even turned around and ran away.
Zhang Zhongsheng looked around and saw countless soldiers of the Pinglu army rushing out from the city walls and gates at Li Ye's feet, and he couldn't help being shaken.
In front of the city tower, Cui Keli's figure stood upright like a javelin. From Zhang Zhongsheng's point of view at the moment, that figure was extraordinarily stalwart and tall, and also extraordinarily high-spirited.
All Confucian scholars with lofty ideals can't help but envy the kind of majesty and elegance.
Zhang Zhongsheng couldn't help thinking: If he was standing there, what kind of mood would he be at this moment
He took a deep look at Li Ye for the last time, remembered that King An was standing on the top of the tower, and then turned and left without looking back.
It is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books. This trip to Pinglu made Zhang Zhongsheng a big step forward in his life.