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Chapter 916 The Battle of Hongyuan (Part 2)

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    Zhang Wu, Jiang Zhuzi, Tiejie Longsan and others were all transferred back from the small street temple by Zhao Ran, and each served as a temporary flag. It was they who had the courage to fight Bu Bazi face to face.  Under their leadership, groups of three or five militiamen gathered around and blocked these foot soldiers. Under the desperate command of the training officers, they attacked according to the rules of the previous drill.

    A few of the more than ten officers in training were separated and directed the archers of the militia to fire volleys according to the beat of the drums to block Bubazi's route to the city below.

    Actual combat is the real teacher. After experiencing the initial panic, the militia gradually achieved some of the effects of previous drills and was able to suppress Bu Bazi who climbed into the city.

    The first few steps to climb the city were also brave. They spontaneously cooperated and tried their best to protect the last battlement and ensure the smooth flow of the last route to the city.

    Seeing that the situation had stabilized slightly, Pei Zhongze stopped Qu Fenghe and other monks who asked for a fight, and used a few foot soldiers to climb the city to temper the combat power and bloodiness of the militia. This was a good opportunity for military training.

    At the city gate, the light of Luo Zhiqing's sword was also photographed. Several Buddhist monks who reacted quickly immediately chanted a curse. The heavy armor worn by Bu Bazi glowed with brilliance amidst the sound of the Buddha's curse. The ten people worked together to lift the heavy armor.  The golden pestle was raised above the head, resisting the pressure of the great sword light.

    With the sound of gold and iron clashing, ten Bubazi worked together to withstand Luo Zhiqing's sword!

    Luo Zhi had heard early in the morning that there was a big difference between military formation killing and ordinary fighting, but he didn't expect the difference to be so big. At the moment, he was surprised and surprised. He stretched out his hand and the sword light was rolled back into his hand.

    He immediately pointed down, and the sword light flew out again, this time with 80% of the mana!

    A Buddhist monk took out a copper cymbal and flew it to the golden pestle. Bubazi's heavy armor magic power immediately merged into the copper cymbal, and together with the golden pestle, formed a large umbrella. Ten Bubazi held it together.  Umbrella, facing Luo Zhiqing's sword light.

    There was another explosion, and a dent about a foot wide was made on the cymbal. The sword light was bounced off again and flew back to Luo Zhiqing's hand.

    Pei Zhongze saw clearly and immediately shouted: "Bubazi is an elite man and must stay!"

    Each army has its own elites, no matter how many, they are all experienced fighters with skillful cooperation.  What can be called elite is not how brave they are personally - the bravery of ordinary people is meaningless in front of monks, but the ability to work together through years of training and combat.  This ability allows them to cooperate extremely well with monks, or simply cooperate with magical weapons and talismans to gather people into formation and face the monks head-on.

    It is really amazing that these ten Bubazi can hold up the two swords of Luo Zhiqing, a master of golden elixir. Even with the help of Buddhist monks, it is not easy. They must be elite.  If these ten people could be kept, they would definitely teach Wu Huawen a profound lesson.

    Without Pei Zhongze¡¯s instructions, Luo Zhiqing¡¯s fighting spirit was completely aroused, his eyes flashed, and the sword light suddenly doubled.  He stepped onto the battlement in one step and came out without flying his sword. He just held the sword in both hands and struck it hard.

    The sword wind roared, and thunder suddenly started. Even Wu Huawen, who was riding a horse dozens of feet away, felt the strong wind blowing on his cheeks. He shouted: "Help!"

    All the Buddhist monks took action with all their strength, and more than a dozen magical weapons either intercepted, attacked from the side, or directly hit Luo Zhiqing.

    More than ten sword lights of different sizes suddenly emitted from the back of Luo Zhiqing's head, each facing the flying Buddhist magical weapon. It was the light-splitting sword shadow that he had recently practiced hard. The giant sword in his palm ignored it and still shot it.

    As if thunder exploded in the sky, the runes on Wu Huawen's helmet rippled, dissipating the sound waves. Even so, there was a loud bang in his ears that echoed for a long time.

    Ten Bubazi were knocked down by the light of the sword. Five of them were beaten to a pulp on the spot. The other five were vomiting blood and lying on their backs on the ground. The golden pestle almost broke under the pressure on their bodies. The copper cymbals on the golden pestle were almost broken.  They were photographed so that they were completely deformed and their original appearance was indistinguishable.

    Luo Zhiqing's split-light sword shadow blocked six or seven Buddhist instruments, but four or five were not blocked, leaving several wounds on his body.

    Luo Zhiqing didn't care. He stepped on the battlements with his feet, retracted his sword light, glanced at the Xixia military formation, and slowly uttered two words: "Come again!"

    Several Buddhist monks used their hands to drag back the broken golden pestle and copper cymbal, together with the heavily injured Bubazi elite underneath. For a while, no one dared to step forward to challenge.

    As Luo Zhiqing showed his power, the militia groups besieging several Bubazi above the city plucked up the courage to fight desperately and clear the city wall.  Several Bubazi were beheaded on the spot, and the remaining two were stabbed off the city wall with spears, fell to the ground and vomited blood and died on the spot.

    The sound of ringing gold sounded, and the Bubazi under the city held up their shields and retreated.As he went back, a few more were injured by a hail of arrows from the militia on top of the city.

    The charge to the city failed, and several generals asked for a fight, asking for another charge.

    "Commander, the defenders are very weak, let's charge again!"

    "If the general is willing to ask for orders, he will definitely come down with one blow!"

    Wu Huawen also saw the weakness of the defenders on the city. Not to mention anything else, it was just a test. Dozens of Bubazi came forward and climbed up without any climbing equipment. They were replaced by Ming troops elsewhere.  How can this be?

    Although the defenders are weak, the monks seem to be very strong, especially the Taoist monk on top of the city. His sword is so powerful that a master must step forward to entangle him.

    So he turned to a monk next to him and said, "Zen Master Zhishen, could you please take action and entangle the Taoist priest?"

    Zhi Shen clasped his hands together and said, "Don't worry, general." He then said to the disciple he brought with him, "Guangcheng, go and break down the door and fight for me against the evil ways in the city!"

    On the top of the city, Pei Zhongze saw two monks coming out of the crowd. After taking a closer look, he suddenly remembered that this was when he and Zhao Zhiran were blocked in a small temple on the way to escape from Bayan Har Mountain.  Those two monks who fought against each other?

    These two monks, especially the fat and strong one, beat him and Zhao Zhiran into such a state of embarrassment that if they had not discovered the tunnel in the temple, they would have died by then.

    Pei Zhongze was right, these two were masters Zhishen and Guangcheng from Gaorichang Temple in Bayan Har Mountain.  Ten years have passed by. Zhishen has advanced in cultivation and has entered the Arhat realm, which is equivalent to the cultivation level of a Taoist practitioner. Guangcheng has also entered the monk realm, which is similar to that of the Taoist Jindan master.

    Eight years ago, Zhishen was ordered by the Tianlong Academy to go to Baima Mountain to assist in the war. After countless battles, he was good at illusion formations. This specialty made him a duck to water in the war. He often performed well and was widely praised by the military.  He also gained the attention of Tianlongyuan and was incorporated into the White Horse Military Supervision Department, becoming one of the few masters in Xixia on the Baihe front line.

    During this raid on Hongyuan, Wu Huawen asked Zhishen to be the leading monk, and the phantom formation on Guifangya was created by him.

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