Seeing the sudden appearance of the Guiyi army's black rhinoceros riders, Fozi was already very frightened. When he found a large group of monks in the black, stepping on the rolling yellow sand to the Yangguan, his eyes were about to pop out.
He knew that the Guiyi Army from Dunhuang might support Yangguan, but the 5,000 light cavalry yesterday afternoon was already the limit of what he thought Zhang Huaishen could mobilize.
The reason why he is so sure of this is because before launching the battle of Yangguan, Shimen had already secretly contacted Suo Xun, and agreed to cooperate internally and externally.
Originally, this matter was superfluous in the eyes of the Buddha. He didn't think that the small Yangguan, with more than 10,000 soldiers, could stop his army of 50,000 monks. In Fozi's view, this is nothing but giving Suo Xun wealth and power for no reason.
But out of caution, Buddha did not veto this matter.
It wasn't until the monk regiment was blocked outside Yangguan for a whole day and night that Buddha was thankful for his caution. But until the last moment, Fozi never thought that Suo Xun had been defeated and captured.
He originally thought that even if Suo Xun couldn't raid Yangguan from behind and clear the way for him, he should at least maintain a deterrent to Zhang Huaishen so that Zhang Huaishen would not dare to use too many troops to help Yangguan.
Unexpectedly, the Guiyi Army's armored heavy cavalry, the Black Rhino Capital, still came.
Although it was not early, it was also before the last moment.
What makes Buddha's scalp tingle even more is that besides the black rhinoceros, there are actually thousands of monks!
Although the black rhino cavalry is a sharp weapon on the battlefield, there are only 8,000 people. It is enough to tear the Uighur cavalry line of defense on the battlefield. Zizi may not have no desire to fight them to the end and seek victory through bloody battles.
However, with the addition of a new force of thousands of monks...
At this moment, Buddha's mind is chaotic.
Seeing the ignorant Buddha, Li Ye's smile widened before he knew it, "Aren't you happy just now? Show me how happy you are."
Hearing Li Ye's joking voice, Fozi's whole body shook, as if waking up from a dream, under the grief and indignation in his heart, he suddenly became angry from embarrassment, raised his Zen stick in his hand, and charged towards Li Ye with a roar!
Judging by his appearance, he actually planned to fight Li Ye to the death!
Li Ye was not the least bit afraid, he let out a long roar, and swung his sword to fight with Buddha.
Now, Zhang Huaishen has brought four more real people over, their strength is actually not very strong, it is a bit reluctant to say that they are the straw that broke the camel's back, but it is enough to keep Li Xian, Nangong No. 1 and others alive, saying Maybe it can free up the young master Si Ming.
If so, there is nothing good about it.
Facts have proved that Li Ye's judgment on the situation is accurate.
Zhang Huaishen took two real people to help Nangong No. 1, Chu Nanhuai and others share the pressure. The two real people who were rescued in Guazhou went straight to the opponent who was in command of the young master, and blatantly attacked those few people. Mingshimen Vajra Realm launched a fierce attack.
Someone charged forward to help him block the opponent's impact, and the two girls, the eldest and the youngest, immediately broke out with fighting power worthy of their reputation.
Only Da Si Ming let out a low cry, his gloomy eyebrows and eyes instantly turned like frost, Bai Lian swept across the sky, like a phoenix dancing nine days.
Shao Siming's eyes froze, and his nimble and beautiful fingers were faster to make a tactic, and the Wanye flower chain flew across, either bringing blood springs flying, or restraining the monk's hands and feet, slowing down the opponent's figure, and cooperating with the elder and young master, in the light of lightning and flint In between, behead it.
The few monks who besieged the young master soon exploded one after another like a cloud, and their bodies turned into a huge cloud of blood mist, which was really coquettish and beautiful.
After finishing the opponent in front of him in a moment, the two Guiyi soldiers who helped out were extremely excited. They have never experienced such a record, not to mention boasting enough for the rest of their lives, they can be a master to anyone, and now they feel the impassioned spirit that they have not seen for a long time.
Seeing that the young master was ordered to fly to help Li Ye, the two did not hesitate, seeing that the situation of Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang was quite unfavorable, they quickly flew over, intending to repeat the battle just now.
When Fozi charged at Li Ye, although his eyes were scarlet and sharp teeth were exposed, he still cooperated with the great monk beside him in his attack. Although he was desperate, he didn't lose his mind enough to fight Li Ye alone.
However, before they exhausted Li Ye's aura and killed him on the spot, a hurricane of green leaves suddenly flew up around them! There are more than ten thousand flying leaves whirling and entangled, bloodthirsty, just like locusts passing through the sky, there are so many that it is impossible to count.
Straws of blood flew, although each strand was very small, even ten thousand ants could eat an elephant.
The monks turned pale in shock, and wanted to break through the encirclement of the leaf curtain. As soon as they made a slight movement, they gave up the original rhythm of attack and defense, just like a python, attacking under the cover of the exploding green leaves, either piercing through the chest or entangled. Hold the neck and fly the head away.
At this time, don't talk about hurting Li Ye's body, it's good if they can see where Li Ye is.
The big monk next to him couldn't see Li Ye, but the Buddha saw it.
High cultivation and strong eyesight is one aspect, but it is not the key.
The key point is that Li Ye took the initiative to come to him.
In the frenzy of flying green leaves in front of him, Fozi saw in horror that Li Ye said something to him calmly.
The tone of this sentence is flat, but the impact it brings to the Buddha is as great as Mount Tai.
Li Ye said, "I still have the strength of a sword."
Before he finished speaking, Fozi was startled when Ye Hai retreated to the sides in front of him, and a sword qi slashed vertically from it, facing him instantly.
Fozi's heart trembled wildly, so much that it almost jumped out of his throat! He also has no hair, otherwise the hairs will definitely explode.
It is naturally impossible to hold hands and wait to die, it is too late to escape, there are already leaf chains wrapped around his calves, and Bai Lian, who is like a silk belt, swept over him, sealing off all the possibility of him dodging.
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Relying on the large number of diamond-level monks on their own side, the Buddhist disciples who besieged Li Ye for a day and night will finally experience the feeling of being besieged by others.
Offensive and defensive ease, of course, is different.
There is only one difference.
The Buddha had never been able to kill Li Ye, but Li Ye cut off his raised Zen stick with a sword, and the momentum of the sword's downward chop did not decrease at all. his head.
The Buddha's vision and consciousness were completely covered by the blood red that spread suddenly.
Then it sank into boundless darkness.
boom.
The image of Buddha's body exploding into blood mist, including the sound, is no different from that of ordinary Vajra Realm.
The Buddhist disciple who was seriously injured by Li Ye yesterday, finally walked his life journey under the sunshine of three poles at daylight today.
After beheading the Buddha, Li Ye's strength was exhausted, and there was no more spiritual energy in his body.
But he didn't fall from mid-air.
Instead, he stepped on the boat made of flying leaves, and under the protection of Bai Lian, who was like a flowing cloud, fell back to Yangguan lightly and steadily.
Nangong No.1, who was holding on to the female wall and vomiting blood, looked up and saw this scene. He even forgot to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, so he bared his teeth and claws in jealousy. He didn't know what he said. His expression was agitated, as if there was a sense of injustice.
The injury was so serious that he couldn't speak well, and he was still yelling, but Li Ye shook his head, expressing that he didn't understand what this guy was thinking.
The battle has come to an end.
The first one to be killed was the Great Diamond Realm monk. After the young master sent Li Ye back to the city, he cooperated with the crowd and strangled them mercilessly. With the two of them teaming up to trap the enemy, these monks even wished to escape.
More than 10,000 monks and soldiers below the Vajra Realm saw the death of the Buddha, all of them died in the battle of the Vajra Realm, and the Tang Army not only had powerful reinforcements coming, but also countless monks rushed out. , I couldn't help trembling in both hands, my liver and gallbladder were about to split.
It didn't take long for the siege battle to come to an end. As the monks fled in large numbers, the army was defeated like a mountain, and the war turned into a frantic pursuit and killing of the soldiers and monks of the Tang Dynasty.
Li Ye quietly watched everyone reap the enemy's life to their heart's content. This is the carnival they deserve.
Of course, while admiring the battle, Li Ye had to pat Nangong No. 1 on the shoulder to comfort him not to get agitated, so as not to aggravate his injuries. If he was not killed by the enemy, but was pissed to death by himself, it would be a good story through the ages.
Of course, Li Ye's worries were unnecessary.
Nangong No. 1 beat his chest and stomped his feet in grief and indignation, and his voice gradually became clearer. The guy looked up to the sky and roared: "I, Nangong No. 1, the head of the Qintian Supervisor of the Great Tang Dynasty, a hero who is determined to be famous in history, fought against the sun countless times, beheaded The enemy chieftains under you can build a city, but you will be robbed of all the glory by you!
"Heaven, after today, people all over the Tang Dynasty will praise the immortal figure of King An who beheaded the enemy's coach at the border, and then stepped on the green boat with flying leaves and floated back. But I, the number one in Nangong, the dignified head of the Qintian Supervisor, actually did it Your foil! The sky is not fair!"
Li Ye dismissed Nangong No. 1's complaints and didn't even bother to respond.
Didn't you see that this guy was talking furiously, but his eyes were full of smiles? This is clearly the victory of the battle, the rest of the bloody battle, the heart is too excited, the behavior is abnormal, and there is no outlet to vent their emotions, so they can only talk nonsense.
As long as the Yangguan is guarded, the Shimen is over, and what awaits Nangong No. 1 in the future is the ten thousand li territory of the Western Regions that can be explored. There are countless enemy troops waiting for him to crush, countless countries and royal courts waiting for him to conquer, outstanding military achievements are in sight, and his name in history is just around the corner. It is no longer a dream to be praised by future generations for a thousand years.
Compared with this, Le Shi Yanran is nothing at all.
This is enough to make people with lofty ideals burn with enthusiasm and get carried away.
However, based on Li Ye's understanding of Nangong No. 1, even if his ambition is about to be developed, he will not lose his composure like this. The whole person was about to be stunned, which didn't conform to the superior demeanor he had always advertised himself. A high-ranking person, a high-ranking person, of course, has to be calm and calm, and not be surprised by changes.
In a flash, Li Ye thought of the reason.
Immediately, the way he looked at Nangong No. 1 changed, full of men's unique dislike for men.
How can this guy go crazy because he thinks that the future can be expected? Just look at the way he spit at Li Ye and glance at Shouchang County from the corner of his eye from time to time. Li Ye knows that this guy is because he can survive from the battlefield. Come down, take the glory of the bloody battle and a complete body, to meet the woman you love, this is beyond your control.
Jun Moxiao, who is drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times, how can serious fighters be so free and easy.
Who wouldn't want to come down from the battlefield alive, and with the rewards of military exploits earned in bloody battles, they can live comfortably for the rest of their lives, reunite with their families, and stay with the woman they like day and night
Then give birth to a bunch of big fat boys, and live a peaceful and stable life.
...
Shaking his head, ignoring this guy whose temperament became more and more lively because he had a partner, Li Ye went to check the injuries of Li Xian, Chu Nanhuai and others.
I look down on this kind of guy the most, isn't it just to get rid of being single, and make myself look like a child
Wouldn't it be nice to be a lonely and arrogant head of the Qintian Supervisor, a great swordsman who has no other distractions, and a man who travels thousands of miles to the border alone? How cute, how admirable, how enviable, how admirable!
It is really unreasonable for such a person with special characteristics not to do it, but to fall into the mortal world, to be a layman who is tired of his wife and laughs with his children.
Li Ye slandered Nangong First for a long time, and when he came to Li Xian to help him bandage his wound, his expression became focused and serious, and he didn't have any miscellaneous thoughts in his heart.
In the bloody battle at Yangguan, the two armies only fought fiercely for one day and one night, but it took them two days and two nights to chase down the escaped monks, Guiyi army and all the monks. These bloody men seem to have become demons, and they have the terrifying will not to turn around unless they kill the last monk.
The result is self-evident, the monks who collapsed into the desert, but all the monks who were discovered by the Guiyi army and the monks became the souls of the sword.
When the chasing army returned to Yangguan, Li Ye had already left here, and returned to the Pipa Mountain battlefield in the east with a group of big monks who came to support.
Of course Li Xian didn't leave, he was seriously injured, and he couldn't help much if he went to Pipa Mountain.
And he didn't have this intention, he was able to hold the Yangguan, he had done all his duty. He believed that Li Ye could solve the situation there, one more than him, and one less than a lot.
This time in the Yangguan battle, it was impossible for the Uighurs not to send someone to watch over them, and Li Xian had to be on guard against the other party taking advantage of the situation.
Not to mention Nangong No.1, after confirming that Yangguan was safe, he pretended to drink two jars of wine with Li Ye, and said that he felt uncomfortable all over, and that his injury might have worsened, and he needed to go back to Shouchang County for recuperation.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to specifically tell Li Ye not to come over and bother him to recover from his injuries, he planned to take good care of him for a year or so.
Of course, Li Ye scoffed at this kind of behavior.
After Guiyi Army and all the monks returned to Yangguan, they learned that Li Ye was gone, and the team that had been laughing and laughing because of the big victory and the big gains gradually calmed down.
I don't know who took the lead. The cavalry dismounted, the infantry stood upright, and the monks adjusted their clothes. They all faced the east, saluted solemnly, and said, "Respectfully, Your Highness!"
Up and down the dilapidated Xuehuo Pass, inside and outside the blood-stained border city, people's voices sounded one after another, and they said: "Respectfully, Your Highness!"
The soldiers who survived the bloody battle knocked on their breastplates, and the wounded who were recuperating in the barracks were helped out of bed. The monks who came from Dunhuang, Shouchang, and even Guazhou stood up from their meditation, looked at the east together, and shouted: "Respectfully, Your Highness! !"
The sound spread across the border, formed waves on the desert, and finally gathered into a column of sound that soared to the sky, going straight to the sky.
No one is not serious, no one is not serious, and it can even be said that no one is not enthusiastic, and no one is not devout.
At this moment, they are sending off King An.
But everyone knew that at this moment, they were ushering in the Tang Dynasty, which was about to become a towering giant again.
The glory of the prosperous Tang Dynasty will once again be like the sun, illuminating today's border town Xiongguan into the hinterland of the country.
...
When Li Ye returned to Pipa Mountain, he found that the war here had also ended.
King Qi was sitting on a boulder on the top of the mountain, being wounded by Song Jiao, his teeth were grinning in pain, and the corners of his eyes were twitching.
Suddenly, sensing a big monk approaching, he raised his head and saw Li Ye and others flying towards him. As if swallowing an elixir, King Qi immediately raised his chest and raised his head without looking sideways. Not to mention the straight back, the legs were separated and stepped on the ground, sitting in the domineering posture of the big horse golden knife, and the energy and spirit instantly returned to the peak.
The change in King Qi's posture was naturally noticed by Li Ye, and he found it funny in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.
When he came in front of King Qi, Li Ye leaned forward and stretched out his hand, wanting to see how King Qi was injured, but the other party knocked off his claws.
"It's just some flesh wounds, what's there to see!" King Qi said that he was as strong as a cow, and the mere small wounds were nothing to worry about, so Li Ye didn't need to be nervous at all.
Of course Li Ye didn't do it, he simply squatted in front of King Qi, stretched his neck, his eyes were almost pressed against his side's ribs which were still bleeding a little.
Staring desperately at this was not enough, he stubbornly stretched out his fingers and poked the opponent's wound, so as to feel whether the opponent's ribs were broken.
"Aiyo!" King Qi was in pain, pushed Li Ye's hand away, and said angrily, "It's okay to say it, why are you touching it!"
"It's okay, what are you doing?" Li Ye sighed, "Okay, I won't watch it. Although it hurt the bones, but it didn't endanger the internal organs, it's an eye opener." Even so, he poked it with his finger Elsewhere, I want to confirm my judgment.
Song Jiao couldn't stand it anymore, her face was full of anger: "You two big men, what are you doing so much? Come here, come here, I will give you the medicine, and you will apply it to King Qi!"
As he said that, he threw all the ointment and cloth in his hand to Li Ye, snorted coldly, turned his head and left angrily.
King Qi was so guilty and ashamed that Xiafei's cheeks were touched by Song Jiao's words, he did not dare to look up.
When wrapping her wound up, Song Jiao found out that she was not a man, which made Song Jiao both shocked and angry - such an important matter, Li Ye never mentioned it to her! Just now Song Jiao said that on purpose, clearly trying to run on the two of them, both inside and outside the words are what you mean.
In fact, the wound was almost wrapped up by Song Jiao, and there were only some bits and pieces of finishing work left. Under the resentful eyes of the young master, Li Ye gave full play to the tenderness of a tough man, and carefully finished the finishing part bit by bit.
"Well... Oh, by the way, the reason why we were able to successfully defeat the Shimen army was that the monks united as one and did not care about themselves. In addition, the old monk Wukong also contributed a lot. A large number of monks from the Shimen gathered there, and when the battle was at its worst, they raided the army of Shimen from the flanks."
King Qi is very uncomfortable now, and he speaks in a panic, not without the intention of covering up his guilty conscience.
Song Jiao already knew her identity, and she felt that the young master had seen through her. Facing the resentful eyes of the two girls, she dodged her eyes and looked around, but she didn't dare to look at them. Gradually, she blushed. The earlobes are delicate and charming.
King Qi continued in a state of confusion: "Well, oh, yes, Wukong, this old bald donkey has some skills. He disappeared from the beginning of the war, I... I thought he ran away, no Thinking that he would attack the army of Shimen.
"Well, he chose the right timing. Those bald donkeys were attacked by his fellow disciples, not to mention the heavy losses, and the fighting spirit also became chaotic. Only then can we take advantage of the situation and win."