This army is getting closer and closer to Peshawar.
Zhisi has great prestige in Peshawar, and the people here believe his words and think that Wei is indeed here to send warmth. After all, even those monks who are full of compassion take away a large amount of money and food every year, but
Dawei gives away sweet potatoes for free. Mining for Dawei also pays wages, so you are not tired from work!
Being able to have such a happy and comfortable life now is all achieved through persistence!
Under the leadership of Zhisi, an army of 200,000 troops established an effective defense line south of Peshawar.
They built fortifications here, with many soldiers lying in ambush around them, and some stationed in various cities along the way.
The army is well prepared and its morale is extremely high. Almost everyone in this area is supporting Zhisi and the Wei Dynasty.
Even those nobles in the past were like this. Although they no longer have the power of the past, these nobles are living a peaceful life and relying on their past power to conduct trade with the Wei Dynasty and make huge profits. The Wei Dynasty also
There was no sign of oppression against them.
This is why you can enjoy life without doing anything. No one wants this kind of life to be broken by war.
Therefore, when the southern army came, the rich people in Peshawar began to resist, using their connections to persuade the southern army to retreat, shake their military morale, alienate them, and instigate internal strife.
This effect was also significant. Conflicts arose within the southern army, and they were divided and unable to unite all their combat power.
After arriving near Peshawar, they were defeated by Zhisi in the first battle.
"Quickly, ask those eminent monks to come forward and suppress them!"
After the words fell, a senior monk appeared from the southern army.
The eminent monk stepped into the air and floated at a high place. A golden light suddenly burst out behind him, illuminating half of the sky with golden light.
He was chanting sutras from a high place, and the sound of sutras kept falling into Zhusi's side. All the soldiers who heard it were confused, their weapons fell to the ground, and they were unable to fight at all.
On the other hand, the southern army was all excited and had high morale. They roared and fought out again. The battle immediately became one-sided.
Zhisi was sitting in the back and was shocked when he heard that a city was captured by the southern army!
"Didn't Lord Wei say that he wants to support us? We can't defeat those monks at all. Hurry, go and ask Da Wei to help us!"
Zhisi went to the front and took a look. He saw an eminent monk from Tianzhu chanting sutras in the air like a god. He looked down below with a solemn look on his face. It was really scary.
Looking at his own soldiers, they all lost the ability to fight, and they immediately despaired!
"This Tianzhu eminent monk is so powerful! Weakening our soldiers and strengthening the Southern Army will make this battle impossible!"
When Zhisi was panicking, he suddenly saw a senior monk rising from the opposite side, standing in the air, with a pair of eyes looking towards him with golden light!
"No! Protect me!"
Zhisi shouted and turned around to run away, but the monk's gaze came very quickly and immediately covered Zhisi.
Several soldiers who came to protect him had their bodies melted one after another and turned into a piece of corpse water.
Zhisi was so frightened that he almost lost his mind and tried his best to escape among the soldiers.
"Protect your lord! If your lord dies, we will not have a good life in the future!"
As a result, more soldiers piled up and blocked waves of attacks from the monks.
Although the eminent monk killed people very quickly, there were so many people around to save Zhisi that he almost roared without even killing Zhisi.
"Amitabha!"
At this time, another eminent monk jumped up and slapped a palm in the distance. That palm had the power to overwhelm mountains and seas. A strong wind immediately blew around, blowing the trees and houses topsy turvy, and the soldiers on both sides who were fighting were blown away.
Stopped moving.
The dozens of soldiers who touched the palm at the outermost edge suddenly felt like they had been severely injured, with all their muscles and bones broken. The soldiers blocking Zhisi were easily killed layer by layer, and Zhisi seemed to be in danger of losing his life!
"Help! Why haven't you come here, the strong men of Wei Dynasty? I'm going to die here today!" Zhisi yelled in fright, with a look of horror on his face.
However, at this moment, a man flew up on horseback from a distance and attacked Zhao Yun fiercely!
"I am Zhao Zilong from Changshan. This monk is so brave. See if I break you!"
Zhao Yun immediately raised his gun and fired a shot from a long distance away. The horse rushed towards the opposite side without stopping.
Before anyone arrived, a strong force had already surged out from the silver spear, and in the air, a wave of air driven by a force visible to the naked eye surged towards the monk!
"Amitabha!"
The monk proclaimed the Buddha's name, but did not withdraw his power or let Zhisi go. He actually wanted to block Zhao Yun's power and kill Zhisi in front of Zhao Yun!
"Blessed by the art of war!" Zhao Yun shouted loudly, and the transparent air wave immediately reflected a bright silver light, faster and more powerful!
The monk's expression changed, and he immediately let go. Without thinking, he clasped his hands together, and his chanting voice suddenly became ten times louder. His eyes widened, staring at the air wave, and he suddenly uttered a Sanskrit sound loudly: "Nan!"
This voice was extremely majestic and loud. As soon as it blurted out, strange clouds suddenly appeared in the sky. Among the strange clouds, a golden passage quickly appeared, leading to an unknown place. Following the monk
As this Sanskrit sound continues, the clouds there are still rolling, and the golden avenue continues to reveal itself deeper into the world, as if it is about to reveal some extraordinary existence.
Waves of invisible but perceptible pressure quickly descended from there, and Zhao Yun only felt a rumbling violent sound.
The pressure from Buddhism dropped, and Zhao Yun immediately endured great pressure. The armor he was wearing suddenly changed shape with a loud bang due to the sudden pressure!
However, Zhao Yun's expression did not change, and this shot stabbed the eminent monk firmly!
Bo!
It was as if the spear had pierced a bronze bell and made a loud noise!
Thousands of golden lights suddenly lit up on the monk's robe, and bursts of Buddha's voice surged through it. All kinds of powers and means rushed out to block Zhao Yun's shot!
"Too late!"
Zhao Yun sneered, his eyes lit up with an irresistible will, and the silver spear suddenly broke through the monk's robe, and with a dull sound, it pierced the monk's body.
Severe pain struck, and the eminent monk suddenly cried out in pain and stopped the terrifying "murmuring" sound!
Half of a foot was revealed in the golden passage in the sky. It was wearing straw sandals and looked very simple and shabby. However, the half of the foot suddenly rushed down, and an unimaginable majesty suddenly poured out from it, more powerful than a lightning strike.
The light is more dazzling, more powerful and invincible!
Zhao Yun felt an unprecedented crisis, and a powerful force emerged in his body unconsciously. The silver spear was retracted, and a ray of light penetrated the spear. He thrust the spear upward, and a fierce tiger's roar came out.
The two forces collided at a high place, but although Zhao Yun's spear was powerful, he encountered a great setback at this time. After the spear was stepped on by the foot, instead of being able to pierce the straw sandal, it was completely crushed.
The spear is bent!
If Zhao Yun was hit hard, his whole body was bent down like a spear, pressed by an invisible pressure!