The moon rises in the east.
The moon is full of holes.
Under the moon, at the foot of Foshan, where the Qingdeng Temple is located, the holy land of the Buddhist Kingdom, there are bursts of killing sounds, so harsh in this silent night.
The masters of the Buddhist country continued to fall at the feet of the demon. In the dark night, the demon's strength seemed to have improved again, and the blessing of the heaven and earth was fully displayed at this moment.
In an hour, Sanzang was beaten from the foot of the mountain to halfway up the mountain. The iron rod in his hand was already somewhat pitted, and one gap after another was cut by the sword.
It has to be said that the Buddhist masters are quite capable. At least, the sword in their hands can cut holes in iron rods.
If it were slashed on Sanzang, it would probably still be able to subjugate demons.
"Amitabha."
After fighting for an hour, Sanzang swung the iron rod and knocked down a group of monks. He looked at the temple above and narrowed his eyes slightly.
He remembered that there was also a magic circle on Foshan Mountain. Why, weren't you going to help these monks?
Or is it that these monks have been regarded as cannon fodder, and the magic circle on Foshan must concentrate its efforts to protect Qingdeng Temple?
If he can't stop him with an array, these monks won't be enough for him to fight.
He wants to fight a hundred!
"Ultimate move, sweeping thousands of armies!"
Seeing that the Qingdeng Temple was in sight, Sanzang's spirit doubled. He shouted loudly, and the demonic aura surged around his body. He waved the iron rod wildly in his hand, one big monk at a time, and no one could stop him. Wherever he went, people wailed everywhere.
Those in power in the Buddhist Kingdom sitting high above Foshan did not know that the human sea tactic did not have much effect on Sanzang, so they still foolishly arranged many Buddhist masters on the way to Qingdeng Temple. , in order to achieve the purpose of consuming Tripitaka.
At the same time, under Foshan, a beautiful figure arrived, but it stopped at the foot of the mountain and did not rush up.
The person who came was none other than Hibiscus who was trying to prevent the dungeon of Buddha from changing.
"It's really good."
At the bottom of the mountain, Hibiscus looked at the brave little monk on the mountainside and praised him.
He is truly worthy of being the first demon Buddha fellow practitioner in history. He is different, full of demon aura, and so charming.
However, the speed of brushing the book is a bit slow. At this speed, it will take an hour or two to get to Qingdeng Temple.
Forget it, she wasn't in a hurry anyway, just wait.
Thinking of this, Hibiscus found a stone and sat down, waiting patiently.
Perhaps it was the movement created by Sanzang that attracted the attention of all the masters in the Buddhist country, but no one noticed the hibiscus at the foot of the mountain.
"Young Master, I'm here."
At the foot of Foshan Mountain, Hibiscus took out the Thousand Mile Telephone Note and reported, "The Buddha has not yet reached Qingdeng Temple, but it will be soon."
“Play it by ear.”
Thousands of miles away, among the Southwest Army encamped, Li Ziye responded, "As long as the young monk's life is not in danger, you don't have to take action."
"Yes!" Hibiscus said.
In the Southwest Army, Li Ziye received Hibiscus's response. He said nothing more and continued to look towards the direction of the Acropolis, with a look of worry in his eyes.
Calculating the time, the Acropolis should be broken soon. With the defense of the Acropolis, it is impossible to withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of Mobei's catapults and siege chariots.
In order to reduce the casualties of the Mobei army, Tantai Jingyue would most likely not choose to attack by force before the city was broken. However, this would not delay much time.
The only way to truly buy time for the Rakshasa Army is through step-by-step positional warfare.
The prerequisite is that when the city is broken, the Rakshasa army will rise and fall, and there should be no panic.
Next, it's time to test the Rakshasa Army's combat prowess.
"Brothers, hold on, His Highness Eleven's reinforcements are already on the way. As long as we hold on until the reinforcements arrive, we will definitely turn defeat into victory!"
At this moment, the flames of war were raging on the acropolis. A captain raised his sword high and shouted sternly, "We, the Rakshasa army, will not be defeated, but will die in battle!"
Around them, the officers and soldiers of the Rakshasa Army heard the general's encouragement, and their panicked morale suddenly stabilized a lot, and they braced themselves to resist the attack of the Mobei army.
"Goddess, it seems that the Commoner King is not in the city."
In front of the army on the Mobei West Road, Lord Bai Di looked at the precarious Acropolis in front and said, "It seems that the commoner king also followed the Rakshasa cavalry to the battlefield in the west."
"To stay is to die."
On the side, Tantai Jingyue said calmly, "Since the Buyi King asked these 40,000 Rakshasa troops to guard the city, he has already guessed that we might see through their plan. In this case, how could he stay."
"It's really cruel to trade 40,000 Rakshasa troops for victory on the Western battlefield."
Lord Bai Di sighed, "However, I have to admit that this is a very powerful move."
If the 40,000 Rakshasa Army can bring peace to the Western Territory battlefield, there is no doubt that it will be very worthwhile.
"General."
On the acropolis, a recruit who had joined the army for less than a year looked at the fighting around him and said desperately and sadly, "Why is King Wu not here? Have we been abandoned?"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Next to him, the commander who had previously spoken to calm the morale of the army shouted angrily, "King Wu is going to carry out an important mission under the orders of the imperial court. If you dare to say such words that disrupt the morale of the army, you will be killed without mercy!"
"Brother."
At this moment, in front of the Rakshasa cavalry heading west, Huanzhu suddenly reined in his horse, remained silent for a moment, and said through a message, "I want to go back."
"no!"
Li Ziye's voice sounded on the other side of the Thousand Miles Transmission Symbol, and he refused without hesitation, "If you go to the Acropolis, you will inevitably fight with Tantai Jingyue. Once you fight, she will definitely be able to see through your identity."
"But if I go back, the Rakshasa Army will definitely reduce a lot of casualties."
Huanzhu rarely obeyed his brother's orders and insisted, "Brother, I will find a way not to confront the Tantai goddess. You, trust me once."
In the southwest army camp, Li Ziye's face darkened after hearing Huanzhu's words.
"Brother, believe me once!"
In front of the Rakshasa cavalry, Huanzhu spoke again and asked, "Don't you always teach me to make my own judgment? This time, I want to go back!"
On the side, Luo Xiao saw the prince stop and looked puzzled.
Your Majesty, are you so tired from traveling? Why are you talking to yourself?
In the Southwest Army Camp, Xiaosi remained silent after hearing the voice of the Fourth Miss in the Thousand Miles of Sound Transmission.
In her eyes, the young master's order is absolute and cannot be questioned. However, the fourth lady may have her own considerations in insisting on it.
"Return the pearl."
Li Ziye stared at the east and said softly, "I know you care about the safety of those 40,000 soldiers. If you insist, I will not stop you, but you must think about the consequences and think twice before making a decision."
"Brother, don't worry."
In front of the Rakshasa cavalry, Huanzhu responded with a serious expression, "I know what I am doing."
After saying that, Huanzhu didn't hesitate anymore, and handed the Qianli Telecommunication Note in his hand to the lieutenant in front of him, and said seriously, "Luo Xiao, I'm going back to the acropolis. From now on, you will lead the troops to the Western Region alone to give my king Fight hard and use your skills to prove to this king that the Rakshasa King was not wrong about the person back then!"
