Marlon opened his mouth wide, but felt his hands and feet were cold.
He saw the giant ship-like sharp arrows pushing the yellow sand into the waves, saw the aura hitting waves of light covering the battle formation of the guards, and saw the exposed guards being swallowed by the Spikes.
It's a strange picture.
The battle formation composed of 200,000 guards is broad and thick, and it is more appropriate to say that it is the ocean. The spikes of the Spike Army rushed into it, stirring the yellow sand on both wings and scattering, and the soldiers of the guards were really seen again. Before long, they were crushed by the follow-up soldiers of the Spike Army, and no one could stand up.
And in a place farther away, the battle formations and soldiers of the Guards are still in neat formation, maintaining the appearance of an "ocean", as if the wind is calm. But as the Spike Army marched forward bravely, the gradually widening rear line pushed away the wider and wider yellow dust, swallowing more and more guards, and it was conceivable that in the end, almost all monks would be enveloped in yellow smoke.
Mullen never expected that the Spike Army's attack would be so fierce and powerful, almost unreasonable.
In Hulun City, he had already seen the battle formation of military strategists. Zhao Polu, as a famous general, brought him an unparalleled shock when he led his troops into the formation. So he had already prepared in his heart that the 200,000 Guards might fight hard and suffer a lot of casualties.
But he believed before that the Spike Army's speed would slow down, unable to completely penetrate his formation, and would eventually be surrounded by the guards to death in the formation, bit by bit eaten away by the guards.
Unexpectedly, the momentum of the Spike Army breaking through the waves turned out to be so irresistible.
Of course he could tell at a glance that all this was because the battle formation of the Spike Army was much stronger than that of the Zhao Polu Tiger Guard Army, so powerful that it broke the balance of the battlefield!
This is simply not a strength that ordinary people can possess!
Compared with the strength of Zhao Polu's famous generals in the battle formation, there is a huge difference between Shangguan Qingcheng.
Both are famous military generals, how could there be such a big difference in strength between the two
Mu Lun couldn't figure it out, just like he didn't know why there were military strategists and Confucianism in the Tang Dynasty.
In his usual cognition, it is enough for a country to have a sect, which is enough to help the monarch rule the country, and there is no need for other miscellaneous ideas. And the New Moon Sect is the only existence in this world who has mastered the truth, and the only one who should master force.
Wouldn't it be much more convenient and troublesome to combine politics and religion and control the people
Isn't the fundamental purpose of sects in the world to participate in political affairs and seize power at the beginning? That being the case, how could there be Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism and soldiers coexisting in the Tang Dynasty, and it was quite harmonious? As a unified country, how can the most important ideology not be unified
Mullen felt his head grow very large.
Datang has too many things beyond his comprehension, especially when this war happened, he found that those things that he couldn't understand had played a good role on the battlefield. This made him even more confused, even painful.
"Shangguan Qingcheng is definitely not a famous military general, or in other words, not only a famous military general!" Mu Lun was refreshed when he heard the voice of the true god.
In the current situation, seeing that the Spike Army is unstoppable and invincible, the battle formation of the Guards is about to be torn apart, followed by the defeat of the whole army. Only the true god can bring a glimmer of life to the Great Food Cultivator.
The strength of the famous general who faced Zhao Polu before was relying on the divine power of the true god, so that the guards could stabilize the situation.
"Isn't a famous military strategist the highest level of a military strategist? How could there be more than that?" Mullen asked quickly. He listened to the meaning of the true god, as if he was not as calm and confident as before, which made him worried. Could it be that even the power of the gods can't stop Shangguan Qingcheng
How could Shangguan Qingcheng, a mortal, be so terrifying
The True God pondered and said: "In my opinion, Shangguan Qingcheng is only one step away from the legendary 'Sage of Soldiers' realm. In other words, she has already stepped into the realm of Saint of Soldiers with one foot. Such an existence is naturally not Zhao Polu is comparable. At the beginning, she was also the first person in the Tang Dynasty to achieve the realm of a famous general, and a long time has passed."
Mullen was stunned.
He also has a good understanding of Datang, not only the various information collected over the years, but also the guidance of the true nerves for many years. He knows that Bing Sheng is a title that the Tang Dynasty called the sages and sages of military strategists, and the creator of "Sun Tzu's Art of War" once had such a reputation.
But after that, even people like Bai Qi and Li Jing were only regarded as famous generals of the God of War.
"Different from Sun Wu, Shangguan Qingcheng's realm was fed out of one battle after another, fought through countless bloody hardships, and her aura has already reached great heights. In terms of military skills, she may indeed be inferior to Bai Qi , Li Jing, etc., but she has her own way to prove the way, or in other words, she breaks all dharmas with one force."
The voice of the true god is deep and slow, "Once such an existence really comes to fruition, it is indeed unmatched in terms of fighting on the battlefield. The fundamental reason why military strategists can rank with Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism with a group of generals is that It lies in this unreasonable and strong existence."
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Hearing this, Ma Lun couldn't help feeling a little panicked. According to this, isn't there no one who can stop Shangguan Qingcheng? He didn't care about other things like Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, and soldiers. He was only worried about his own plot and the situation of the battle, so he asked quickly, "Then what should we do now?"
The True God was silent for a while, as if hesitating. In the end, it seemed that it took a lot of effort to make a certain decision.
The true god said at a speed of almost one word: "I want to gather here, the power of faith of all the monks in the army, turn it into divine power and give it to the guards, so that they have the possibility to block Shangguan Qingcheng, otherwise, they It can only be completely defeated by the Spike Army!"
Mullen froze.
This wasn't just mobilizing more than 100,000 guard monks when he ignored the city. He knew exactly what this meant.
For the true god, it can unite the power of all believers, but the power of ordinary people is negligible, and only the power of monks can be truly useful. And here, gathered the elite guards and standing army of the Dashi, 70% to 80% of the monk strength of the whole Dashi.
This kind of power was originally used for decisive victory on the battlefield, and the true god would not do this until the most critical or last moment. Because once it is done, Li Ye will know the strength of this force, and then he will be able to prepare for it.
But the offensive of the Spike Army is too strong right now, and the guards are just like ordinary troops facing heavy cavalry, they can't stop it at all! If the true god does not use this hole card, as long as the Guards no longer exist, the mortal battle will be a complete failure.
The choice of the true god is tantamount to declaring that in the mortal land battlefield, the Dashi army has been completely defeated by the Datang army. Only by relying on the power of the true god can we barely stabilize the final situation.
Mullen gritted his teeth, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
"Don't worry, don't blame yourself, you still have the navy. As long as we can stabilize here, after the navy lands on the southeast coast of Datang, the outcome is still unknown." True God finally comforted Mullen.
Li Ye stayed in mid-air in his spare time, admiring the scene of the Spike Army marching on the waves, twisting the battle formation of the Guards upside down. With a vague smile on his face, he was thinking in his heart when the True God of the New Moon Sect would make a move.
Regardless of the battle of the city, the monks of the New Moon Sect relied on the power of the true god to stabilize the situation, so he was prepared for the true god's attack. Now he wants to see how much the power of the true god is, and whether it can really block the frontal attack of the Spike Army.
If the Spike Army can be blocked, can the Guards turn defeat into victory
In the current situation, the true god has no possibility of holding back, and it is suitable to observe the depth of the opponent.
If the power of the true god can only block the Spike Army, but cannot make the Spike Army retreat, then wait until the Tiger Guard Army and the Habayashi Army follow up. With all the power, the power of the true god is not enough.
At this point in the battle, Li Ye already knew very well that the Dashi army could not defeat the Datang army. After today's battle, as long as the Spike Army is not defeated, it will no longer be the sharpest of the Tang Dynasty, but the sharpest teacher in the world! Shangguan Qingcheng is the undisputed No. 1 general in the world. Wherever she and her Spike Army go, the enemy will be terrified!
Under Li Ye's gaze or anticipation, the sky was once again covered by dark clouds, and the light of divine power suddenly beamed down from the clouds to the monks of the Guards instead of the sun. Become imposing.
While paying attention to the changes in the battle formation, Li Ye spread out his energy to feel the situation of the Dashi monks near and far.
At the same time, countless Great Tang monks who had been ordered by Li Ye early were also flying and cruising around to observe how many New Moon Sect monks there were. the power of God.
This scene is also shocking.
Within a radius of hundreds of miles, in big cities, outside small cities, by rivers, beside deserts, on grasslands, and in mountains, thousands of Crescent cultivators stood or sat, knelt or worshiped.
No matter whether they were fleeing, fighting, killing, robbing, or rushing in frustration, howling mournfully, crying silently, howling angrily, and swinging their knives unwillingly, at this moment, they are all concentrating Pray to the true God, and dedicate yourself to the sincerity and worship of the gods.
They turned themselves into humble dust, just to highlight the height of the gods, and they showed their own insignificance, just to highlight the omnipotence of the gods.
At this moment, everyone who saw them would not doubt the purity and devotion of their hearts. They are the same as the white snow in the snow-capped mountains, the weeds on the roadside, and the green waves in the icy lake. No matter whether they live in poverty or wealth, whether they are violent or weak in nature, they all appear so pure and clear at this time, as if they are still alive. With a touch of holiness.
It seems that all those who doubt them, those who do not admire them, and those who do not look up to them are the filth of the world and need to be reviled or even eliminated.
People with faith are pure, even if they are stupid, they are so stupid that ordinary people stand in awe.
Inspired by such a spiritual will, Ma Lun opened his arms and closed his eyes, his uneasiness disappeared, and his heart rose again, as if he once again had invincible power. Even in the face of Li Ye, there will be no negative emotions such as jealousy or hesitation.
In Li Ye's eyes, the battle formation of the Dashi Guards has stabilized a lot, the speed of the Spike Army breaking the formation is decreasing, the power consumption of the battle formation is getting faster, and the light is gradually fading and dimming.
In contrast, the monks of the guards were full of fighting spirit, and the light of the round shield shone brightly, and the originally weak formation became like a fortified wall, as strong as a mountain. The Spike Army dug through the mountains, and each time they took a step, they had to put in several times as much effort as before.
The monks of the Guards looked death at home one by one, and they did not back down in the face of the long lance horseshoe, they just wanted to block the soldiers of the Spike Army for a moment, and they did. More monks began to adjust their formation, encircling the middle without losing the opportunity, trying to trap the Spike Army in the formation.
Obviously, the Spike Army, which has already caused a lot of damage to the Guards, now has a tendency to swim in the shallows.
This is not good for the Spike Army.
However, Li Ye, who was looking at the battlefield, had a slight sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, "That's all."