Zhenwu Tianxia: Summon Yuwen Chengdu at the beginning

Seeing this, Mao Jiang on the opposite side became even more serious.

The Mingyue Army is not invincible, but the Mingyue Army is fearless.

Eight thousand bright moons enter the clouds, and one hundred thousand soldiers cannot pass.

In that battle back then, the Mingyue Army suffered [-]% casualties in the end, but they still pursued Baili and beheaded the enemy's main general.

The most terrifying thing about the Mingyue Army is that they can really do it until they die!

An army with strong fighting power and not afraid of death is the most terrifying.

And what was even more frightening was Lan Yuehou.

An existence with unfathomable cultivation, an existence that people can never see through.

Mao Jiang looked sideways at Gongyun Mountain next to him.

Gong Yunshan's whole body was covered in a cloak, only a pair of serious eyes were exposed.

He knew what Mao Jiang meant, so he didn't speak, but just drove forward.

……

Yunzhou is misty and rainy, but Shuzhou is sunny.

The cold winter is over, and the vegetation is spring.

....

The immature buds stretched out in the bright sunshine, looking extraordinarily crystal clear.

In the verdant forest, a monk in a white robe slowly walked.

Behind him were hundreds of ragged civilians, whose eyes were always looking at him with strange emotions.

After a while, the monk walked into a valley and stopped.

"Amitabha, all benefactors, this place can be a safe place to live."

Wuhua looked helplessly at the people behind her.

The vegetation in the valley is rich and there is a small river. If it can be reclaimed, it is indeed a good place to live.

All the people looked at each other, and a man with a sword on his back came forward.

He knelt down in front of Wu Hua, "Will the holy monk stay here?"

Following his words, hundreds of people behind him also bowed down.

"The little monk wants to find the way to become a Buddha, so I'm afraid he won't be able to stay!" Wu Hua said helplessly.

"I wish to follow the holy monk, and I hope the holy monk will fulfill it!" The man touched his forehead to the ground and said reverently.

Wu Hua stretched out her hand to help him up, "Please benefactors, I won't stay here, but I can come back to see you often, if all benefactors don't mind, I will come back to see you every three months."

"As for following!" He looked at the man in front of him and said gently: "They are all ordinary people. I don't know if there will be danger in this barren mountain. I hope the benefactor can protect them."

Now Shuzhou is in turmoil, there are soldiers and thieves everywhere, and the people in front of him are rescued from the swords of soldiers.

Wuhua saved them out of kindness, but they didn't expect them to rely on Wuhua. No matter how Wuhua persuaded them, they just didn't want to leave.

In desperation, Wuhua had no choice but to choose this hidden valley for them, hoping that they could live and work here in peace.

The man turned his head to look at the people in ragged clothes, finally nodded and said: "I will obey the decree of the holy monk!"

Seeing that he agreed, Wuhua couldn't help showing a gentle smile.

It's not that he doesn't want to help these people, it's just that he still has to find the way to become a Buddha, so it's impossible to lead them all the time.

"I still have some silver taels here, you can go buy some food. If there are refugees coming over in the future, I hope you can take them in."

Wuhua took out the money bag from her pocket and handed it to the man.

The man hesitated.

"Take it, they need more food." Wu Hua said.

The man took the money bag with both hands, "Thank you, the holy monk, for the gift!"

"Thank you for the gift of the holy monk!"

Hundreds of people are worshiping the Tao.

Wuhua looked at them and smiled, "Amitabha."

He clasped his hands together, chanted aloud, and turned to leave.

The white monk's robe fluttered with the breeze, like clouds falling from the sky, spotless.

"The believer Liu Qingxu respectfully sent off the holy monk!"

The man prayed again.

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Chapter 123 No, seniors should trust His Highness more!

"The bright moon is supreme, until death!"

Outside the city of Yuehai Mansion, Lan Yuehou was galloping on horseback with a scimitar in hand.

The soldiers of the Mingyue Army followed closely behind and charged again.

The knife came out like a drill, gushing out with drizzle.

Suddenly, the world became very quiet.

The thunder roared and exploded in the sky, just like the atmosphere in the battlefield at that time, it was extremely chilling.

Under the illumination of the thunder light, the condensed saber energy erupted into a bright brilliance.

The saber energy was tens of feet, and swept out.

next moment.

Dozens of soldiers in front were chopped off at the waist, and the scarlet blood was scattered, mixed with the drizzle, and echoed with Lei Mang.

Lan Yuehou's eyes were bright, and there was no smile or even emotion on his handsome face.

"The bright moon is supreme, until death!"

He raised his knife and shouted loudly.

Beads of blood slid off the blade and landed on his wet brocade robe.

"The bright moon is supreme, until death!"

The shouts were so loud that they even overwhelmed the thunder in the sky.

"Array!"

Lan Yuehou shouted again.

The soldiers of the Mingyue Army galloping behind them changed positions in an instant, some stepped forward, and some slowed down. It looked chaotic, but they changed positions in an orderly manner.

In the blink of an eye, the formation that originally charged in a cone turned into a formation like a full moon scimitar.

This is not an ordinary formation change, but a real military formation.

As the formation change ended, a faint glow shrouded all the soldiers of the Mingyue Army.

The fluorescence is as cold as the moonlight, and it is like a faint barrier, blocking the dense rain.

"Archery!"

On the gloomy sky, an overwhelming rain of arrows came.

Lan Yuehou glanced up, his face remained unchanged, and he just rode his horse forward to charge.

Boom~~~

The roar of thunder and the roar of galloping horses.

The rain of arrows fell into the Mingyue army formation, and fell on every soldier.

However, these arrows seemed to be shot on the steel, and they were all bounced off without hurting the soldiers at all.

Seeing this in the distance, Mao Jiang's pupils suddenly narrowed.

coming!

The most terrifying power of the Mingyue Army is coming!

Army array, a kind of miraculous power.

In the entire Dali, only the Mingyue Army has the ability to form an army.

It can make soldiers immune to all attacks.

dong dong dong~~

The sound of war drums vibrated again, and a row of guns appeared in the front of the army. Densely packed spears protruded from the gaps in the shields, arming the front of the army like hedgehogs.

Seeing this, Lan Yuehou's eyes flashed brightly.

He swung his knife again to kill dozens of enemies in front, and then rushed straight to the hedgehog-like army formation.

"The bright moon is supreme, until death!"

A howl sounded.

The silver waves crashed into the gun array.

The spears were broken, the shields were cracked, and countless soldiers screamed amidst the galloping horses.

The dense gun array was shattered like a bubble in an instant.

Countless soldiers were directly submerged under the chaotic horseshoes.

Of course, many Mingyue Army cavalry fell in front of the spear formation, but the Mingyue Army did not stop charging because of this.

The war horse stepped on the bodies of its companions and the corpses of the enemies, resolutely continuing to charge. ....

The bright moon is supreme, until death!

This is not a slogan, this is the belief of the Mingyue Army.

They are not afraid of death, even if they die in battle, they will use their bodies to support their comrades in arms and continue to charge.

Even if they are fallen, they will fight the enemy to the death.

They don't retreat, they charge, either breaking through the enemy's line or dying on the way.

The death-like belief is the strength of the Mingyue Army with one against ten.

Seeing that the Mingyue Army once again broke through the formation of the former army, Mao Jiang's face became extremely ugly.

He knew that the Mingyue Army was strong, and he also understood the strength of the Mingyue Army, so he made a lot of preparations.

The horse trap, the gun formation, etc., are all countermeasures that he thought of for a long time.

But none of these can resist the Mingyue Army, which makes him a little heavy.

At this time, the Mingyue Army is only a hundred feet away from his commander-in-chief. If he cannot stop the Mingyue Army from charging, then he will also be submerged in the waves of the Mingyue Army.

"There is one last move!"

Mao Jiang turned his head and looked back.

That was his last resort against the Mingyue Army.

If this trick still doesn't work, then he will fail in this battle.

Just as he was looking back, Song Chen in the distance raised the long sword in his hand again.

The battle flag waved, and there were bursts of eager and hoarse shouts from behind the army.

Immediately afterwards, a series of crossbow arrows flew out from behind.

There were no more than a hundred crossbow arrows, which looked very sparse, and did not seem to pose any threat.

But Lan Yuehou couldn't help but his expression changed slightly.

"Damn, Marquis Changping actually came up with such a sinister trick!"

He couldn't help cursing secretly.