Chapter 17: Bloody Jeolla Road (15) [Re-enactment of the Myth]

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Ten thousand warriors under his command.

Eight hundred people died in the night attack.

Coupled with the onmyoji, ninjas, and even cooks in the army, Onishimazu still has over 10,000 troops.

Because of this, he did not use any tactics and directly led his troops to level ground, waiting for the Ming army to launch a surprise attack.

If they don't dare to attack, it can show from the side that their troops are seriously insufficient.

It would also be a good thing to take the initiative to launch a surprise attack. In this way, he would be able to know exactly how many troops the opponent had, and through the troops deployed on this line of defense, he could roughly estimate how many Ming soldiers there were in the Nanyuan area.

However, Su Xingling is not big, but for ordinary people, it will take half a lifetime to get out of it.

The Satsuma warriors carefully guarded their surroundings, and in order to save precious horse power, they did not launch a charge, but just allowed their mounts to move at a constant speed.

"In about two hours, the two armies will collide head-on."

The mountain god pretending to be a rich man added in a deep voice:

"The Japanese have officially entered the realm of Xiuxingling. I can move the earth veins to the maximum extent and weaken their condition."

"General, in what form do you plan to participate in this battle?" The Tiger King was curious about what kind of monster Lu Li would transform into.

After all, he said he would act as a demon.

"Zhu Yan."

Before Lu Li could speak, the black-maned horse took the initiative to answer for his master.

In its memory, when refining Zhu Yan's true blood, the most terrifying phenomenon occurred, which directly destroyed the small cave used for daily practice.

Moreover, the Samadhi True Fire is particularly terrifying, and the smoke it emits is also extremely lethal——

When Red Boy uses it, fire comes out of his mouth, and thick smoke bursts out of his nose. After several puffs, the red flames, the fire burns into the sky, and the fireworks are endless. It is really a prophecy.

Although his master has not yet reached that level, it can even be said that he has just started, but the enemy is not the Monkey King.

"no."

Lu Li looked away from the Chanjin River.

The black-maned horse is heading in the right direction. His most powerful magical power at present is Zhu Yanshen and fire spells.

The latter includes not only the true fire of samadhi, but also the red lotus karma fire brought from the world of A Chinese Ghost Story. No one dares to touch this fire, because it can burn everything with the power of karma fire. The more serious the sin, the more damage it will cause. The more terrifying it is.

To deal with Japanese pirates, animals that are inhuman and murderous, the power can definitely be maximized.

However, the Red Lotus Karmic Fire is only the size of a fist, and it is still contained in the Ziwei Emperor Sword.

But this is the final trump card. It would be too hasty to use it in the first head-to-head confrontation.

Everyone laughed, Cheng Yaojin only had three axes.

If Zhu Yanshen could be used so easily, then there wouldn't even be two axes connecting behind him.

"Confront the enemy with Qingji's body."

In fact, Lu Li also mastered the art of transformation and spent a lot of money to refine high-quality true blood.

Is water necessarily weaker than fire?

"Guanzi? Shuidi" says: If the lake has dried up for hundreds of years, the grain will not move, and the water will not be exhausted, it is taboo to celebrate the birthday. Qing Ji's appearance is like a human being, four inches long, wearing yellow clothes, a yellow crown, a yellow cap, riding a small horse, and likes to gallop. Calling it by its name can make a thousand miles return in one day. This is the essence of dry lake.

As the ancient water god of Qi, Qingji's ability to control water is top-notch, and he is very fast.

On the battlefield, this kind of existence with group control capabilities can definitely cause headaches to all enemies.

"The general is really extraordinary, even the ancient water god can change." Frog King waved his steel fork in admiration.

To be honest, it was hard to imagine that a frog could be so brave when those demon kings who were more brave in nature were running for their lives, fearing that they would be killed if they ran too slowly.

The mountain god wants to repay the kindness of heaven and earth for nurturing.

Tiger King is out to avenge his son.

What about it?

Since everyone has their own story, Lu Li did not ask further questions and replied:

"To be precise, it is not considered an ancient water god. The word Qi Di must be added."

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas" says:

In the north sea, there is a god with the face of a human and the body of a bird. There are two green snakes called Er and two red snakes. His name is Yu Qiang.

Tianwu is the water god with eight heads and eight faces, a tiger body, eight legs and eight tails, with a green-yellow color, spitting out clouds and mist, and controlling water.

These two can be called ancient water gods without adding any prefix.

In addition, there is a person who calls himself the God of Water, and no one dares to refute him:

Co-workers.

Gonggong competed with Zhuanxu for the throne, and in anger he touched the mountain of Buzhou, breaking the pillars of the sky, and maintaining them on the ground. Therefore, the sky tilted to the northwest, and the sun, moon, and stars disappeared.

The immortal myth of crashing into Mount Buzhou with one head.

If Lu Li could transform into the appearance of these three people, with just a little charm, why would there be any need for such elaborate calculations?

Just go up and do it.

Unfortunately, this kind of thing is impossible even if you think about it.

"All right."

As a demon king born and raised in North Korea, the Frog King couldn't figure out the difference, so he asked instead: "Are you planning to divert the water from the Seomjin River?"

"That's right."

Lu Li nodded and looked at the mountain god:

"I have something to ask for."

"What did the general say? You traveled millions of miles to lead the Ming army to fight for us. If you have any requests, just say it." The mountain god spoke truly.

Hearing this, Lu Li didn't hesitate and said immediately:

"The mountains will be raised in a while, so that the Japanese will be in a relatively low-lying area, while nearly a thousand cavalry under my command will stand on the high ground to ensure that they will not be washed away by the river."

"As it should be."

The mountain god was not surprised by this sentence and continued:

"If you divert water from the Seomjin River, the journey is about 50,000 miles. I wonder how long it will take? If I change the terrain, it will take about half a moment."

"In addition, this kind of spell that changes the terrain on a large area cannot last long, at most an hour."

The words of this wild boar spirit, which has been practicing for more than four thousand years, are full of regret. It has imagined such a day and is prepared to die.

However, it does not need to fight on the frontal battlefield now, and must focus all its energy on changing the structure of the mountain range.

"That's enough. I will divert the river water back before you can't hold on any longer." Lu Li's tone was full of confidence: "As for when to divert the water over, two snaps of your fingers are enough."

A day and a night are thirty moments, one moment is twenty strokes, and one stroke is twenty fingers.

In other words.

With just a few words, Lu Li was able to divert the raging river water.

"good."

The mountain god felt that his overestimation of the Ming army commander was actually an underestimation.

The Frog King was extremely excited: "The mountains have turned into swamps. I am fighting at home and can kill more Japanese bandits!"

"Moreover, there are a large number of aquatic monsters living in the Seomjin River. As long as they follow the river flow here, they will definitely be forced into the war and get more help."

At this time, a deep voice sounded from behind, and the Tiger King, who was as big as a mountain, said apologetically:

"Water fighting is not my strong point."

"I won't participate anymore."

Hearing this, Lu Li nodded happily.

Tigers are not afraid of water, but they are not as nimble as they are on land, and they are blameless in avoiding battle.

What's more, its target is not the left army.

However, Lu Li's next words immediately shocked him.

"When the Battle of Nanyuan is over, I will withdraw northward and return to the direction of protecting Seoul."

"There, you will meet Kato Kiyomasa."

If there is no actor to rewrite the course of the war on the Right Army, the Battle of Ulsan will break out, and the general responsible for holding on to that mountain city is Kato.

At that time, as long as Lu Li himself was still alive and had an established army under his command, the imperial court, which was eager to end the war so that elite soldiers could come back to suppress the chaos in the country, would send him there.

"Okay, if you need anything, I will help you, and then we will go north together."

"..." Black-maned horse.

Although the owner has promised it that he will not bring any monsters home again, he still feels a little uncomfortable.

What if this tiger behaves well and gets favored?

No, you have to work hard when killing the enemy!

The first time he participated in the war in this humanoid form, the black-maned horse was not nervous. Instead, he thought of various small thoughts, and then made up his mind to fight desperately.

At this moment, it holds a square-shaped halberd in its hand, wears a bright silver crown on its head, two dragons fighting for treasures, pearls inlaid on the top door, radiant brilliance, pheasant tail, floating behind its head.

She is wearing a pink damask-colored hundred-flower war robe with gold rims and gold threads, and a large sapphire-blue silk belt around her waist, inlaid with pearls and rare treasures, pink damask-colored trousers with pockets, and a pair of pink damask at her feet. Color Feiyun combat boots.

In addition to Fang Tian's painted halberd, there was also a sword inserted under his ribs.

No doubt!

A perfect one-to-one replica of Lu Bu.

Most likely it was in the Three Kingdoms world. Lu Bu's humanoid plug-in left a deep impression on it, and it secretly admired it. Later, Lu Li made equipment for it, not asking for it.

The real horse is Lu Bu.

"Let's get started. The Satsuma Army is about to reach the high ground. If they are allowed to climb up, they will have to make great efforts to change the mountain topography."

Lu Li stood down from a high position, stared into the distance, and said slowly.

After finishing his words, the mountain god began to concentrate, trying to integrate with the entire Xiuxing Ridge as much as possible.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Li's body bloomed with divine light.

Different from the first time he used this transformation, there was no shape distortion, and there was no shaking or tightening at times. The body of more than seven feet condensed instantly and turned into an earth-yellow man about three inches in size.

Eyes moving.

He was holding a miniature version of the war spear, the sharp point glowing with blood red. It was the magic weapon that was taken out from the Black Mountain treasury, but now it was shrunk by Lu Li using his magical power.

Looking at the owner sitting on the golden car, the black-maned horse couldn't help but complain: "Can you make it a little more handsome?"

The pony responsible for pulling the cart is stupid.

And it was an imitation of the black-maned horse. When the owner said this, his expression became more exaggerated and his mouth twitched.

"..."

The black-maned horse thought:

If it weren't for the enemy, I would crush you with one hoof.

"General, the terrain of the area where your soldiers are located has been raised to the highest level. It is now the highest peak of Suxing Ridge."

"good."

The divine light flying out was not offensive, but a law. It was seen sneaking into the ground and rushing toward the Seomjin River at a speed far exceeding the escape technique.

Thousands of miles away.

The already turbulent Seomjin River became extremely manic. Waves nearly a hundred feet high were common. Under the guidance of some kind of force, waves of thousands of feet rose up. They no longer flowed to the sea, but changed their course directly and surged towards the sea. Mountainous areas.

The monsters who originally lived in it and avoided the war by sneaking into the lowest level were swept away by the general trend before they could realize what was going on.

In a moment, thousands of miles have passed.

"Don't panic, the wild god entrenched here is just struggling to his death. He will be exhausted before long."

Almost every mountain range has wild gods who can control the terrain to some extent. As the vanguard, the Satsuma warriors have naturally seen such battles, building mountains and building bridges when encountering water.

However, this time the changes in the earth's veins were so rapid that the statue of the Suxingling Mountain God went crazy.

Could it be that temporarily adjusting the terrain could save oneself from death?

Many warriors thought so, with ferocious smiles on their faces. If the gender of the mountain god is female, according to convention...

While the animals were daydreaming, Onishimazu realized something was wrong.

The Onmyoji under his command stabilized the terrain within a radius of a hundred miles, allowing the warriors to move forward smoothly. However, the mountain gods who secretly manipulated everything did not fight here at all. They directly isolated the area where the army was located and raised the surrounding terrain.

Those areas farther away have become extremely tall without even realizing it.

what happened?

Onishimazu realized something was wrong, and relying entirely on instinct, he released the phantom that looked like an ancient demon, shrouding the Satsuma warriors.

Under the blessing of this phantom, everyone became extremely calm. They looked around, feeling the inexhaustible power in their bodies, waiting for the enemy to come.

Then……

The enemy is coming.

They don't care at all how terrifying the devil is, let alone death, because water has no life, and with the blessing of the general trend, it is all-pervasive and indestructible.

Not long ago, the black-maned horse gave popular science to the Mountain God, Tiger King and Frog King in "The Romance of the Gods".

Zhao Feng also told Lu Li that this world feels like a romance between the gods.

Lu Li added: Low-end version.

Now, the scene that happened in the novel has reappeared on this battlefield.

After the Conferred God War, the Yin Shang general Lu Xiong, who was named Shui De Xingjun, once released a huge flood in an attempt to submerge Jiang Ziya's army. However, Jiang Ziya's quick hands and eyes froze all the floods into ice. In the end, Lu Xiong was defeated and captured.

Facing the Chanjin River summoned by Lu Li, is there anyone like Jiang Tai among the Japanese?

The onmyojis cast spells very quickly, some tried to block the river with earth walls, and some used ice.

The mantis is acting like a chariot!

This world has experienced blessings, and the mountains, rivers and seas are so vast that the actors feel themselves insignificant and dare not go against the trend. Why are the Japanese exceptions?

The thick barriers seemed indestructible, but they couldn't even be conquered in the blink of an eye.

Those ice techniques did seal the river for about a hundred miles, but the Chanjin River was a steady stream of living water, which instantly washed it away, carrying the sharp ice blade, and continued to rush towards the depression.

critical moment.

Onishimazu let out a sharp roar and slashed the legendary katana in his hand, and the demon-like figure synchronized with it.

An unparalleled sharp edge appeared between heaven and earth, as if it could cut off the river.

In fact, the Seomjin River is indeed broken.

The momentum that could have engulfed nearly 10,000 troops was wiped out by this blow.

"Cut the knife to cut off the water, and the water will flow again."

A small khaki man suddenly appeared in the sky above the Japanese and said sarcastically: "Old ghost, it seems you don't understand this."

As if to verify his statement, the river water that originally surged in all directions immediately returned after hitting the mountain.

The speed is rapid and mixed with massive amounts of sand and gravel.

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