The immature Fa Xuan in the past has countless more matures on his face at this time.

As the leader of the rebel army, as the reincarnation of the Buddha, he is the future and hope of the entire Buddha country.

The two states of youth and wisdom were mixed in his face, and it was still a little strange how good it looked.

The rebel army at the foot of Putuo Mountain was divided into two, and a small group led by Fa Xuan began to rush to the border a few days before the start of the border with the Han Dynasty.

The additional war that arose in order to cooperate with the attack and defense of Canghai City was brutal at the beginning of the battle.

Unlike the countless cultivators on the side of the Great Han Alliance, there were very few cultivators in this team of the Righteous Army, and most of the cultivators still stayed under Putuo Mountain.

From Putuo Mountain to the southwest, the more you see the grass and trees are yellow.

Although the rebels believe in the law. But looking at his back in front of him, his eyes were still full of puzzlement.

Because since the declaration of war by the Buddha Kingdom, Fa Xuan has made many decisions. It's just that in the eyes of these rebel sergeants, it is a little incomprehensible.

At this moment, the canyon that was most vulnerable to ambush had passed. Ahead was a large plain, with only a few scattered peasant villages in sight, but Fa Xuan had stopped them, and they had stopped for a long time.

But Xue Mu, who was beside Fa Xuan, didn't think so.

"Mage, are you sure they're going to do it here?"

He glanced ahead at the wilderness of Pingchuan, looked at Fa Xuan solemnly, and asked.

Fa Xuan turned his head to look at him, nodded, and said: "After crossing this plain, they will arrive at Shanshui, they should feel that there will be no chance to make a move after this, although there are disputes between them, but this is their last chance to make a move." ”

Xue Mu couldn't understand how Fa Xuan concluded that there must be a cultivator from the Great Han following them, "Why are we forced to fight?" he asked softly with a solemn expression.

"Hatred between family and country is sometimes more important than life. ”

Xue Mu took a deep breath, he unconsciously turned his head to look at the sergeants in the rear, wars between cultivators and the army rarely happen, and this possibility may be faced next.

"Even deliberately leaving clues to warn them can't scare them, and there are only two possibilities. One is that they received a death order and can't go back at all, and the other possibility is that they are just using it to touch the bottom of this army, or consume some strength, and there are really strong people behind them who have not made a move. ”

Fa Xuan then slowly finished these two sentences, and then looked at Xu Ermu and said seriously. "Either way, the battle we have to fight next is terrible. ”

Fa Xuan lowered his head slightly, he felt a familiar feeling, but he didn't like it.

Several orders were given directly.

The army, which had been silent for a long time, began to move.

Because these orders are strange, they seem a little confusing for a while.

It's just that Fa Xuan didn't need to rush for time, so he waited until the army became calm again before he signaled to move on.

Several heralds came directly to him at Xue Mu's signal to ensure that his orders could be given as soon as possible.

At this time, there was still half an hour before the evening, and the weather was slightly cool, but it was extremely comfortable to be breezy in the march and bask in the sun.

There are no roads in the wilderness of this area. The chariot crushed the weeds, and the sergeant's armor rubbed against the blades of grass, making a strange rustling sound.

Fa Xuan was in the front of the second row of chariots. He always frowned and looked around ahead, seemingly listening carefully to the noise in the wind, and suddenly. His hand was raised upward, and the flesh on the edge of the gap between his fingers was reflected in the sunlight.

"Stop!"

The herald and all the troops of this army were extremely familiar with this gesture, but in order to avoid being overwhelmed. Several heralds let out a terrible cheer for the first time.

When everyone's feet suddenly stopped, and the world was quiet, a murmur clearly appeared in the grass. into everyone's ears.

Blades of grass splashed out with the cold sword qi, and above a wave of yellow qi, countless yellow and green blades of grass flew upward. Like a dragon with a yellow body and yellow-green scales, it came sharply through the grass!

"Sword!"

All of these Buddhist rebels who couldn't understand Fa Xuan's previous actions and orders all reacted.

Beneath blades of grass, even in the crevices of the dirt. There are many pairs of eyes watching this army.

Suddenly seeing this sword light, an incomparably angry light suddenly appeared in these eyes.

The anger of these practitioners comes from having their companions strike first.

But it is undeniable that since it has been done. And when this army lost its mind at this moment, and most people were attracted by that flying sword, this was also the best opportunity to make a move.

Just this moment. Underneath the blades of grass, there was a lot of subtle sounds like water flowing.

Looking at that flying sword, many sergeants were extremely angry, but Fa Xuan's expression did not change at all.

"Crossbow, fire, attack!"

He just drank these three words in a very rapid tone.

At the same time, several heralds beside him had begun to deliver orders.

It was just that at this moment, the air behind the army was torn to pieces by the light of gold and iron and the turbulent current of heaven and earth essence.

Talk about what appears in the air. It's hundreds of flowing fires.

When they fell, the grass clippings in the air and the dead grass on the ground burned directly.

A sea of fire.

The area between fifty and a hundred paces behind this rebel army was in flames.

When the first heavy bolts as thick as a child's arm neighed from the ballista carts, the grass fifty or sixty paces behind the army boiled. Several angry shouts were heard.

The four cultivators rushed up from the ground, sword light flying around them, and they violently knocked away several heavy crossbow arrows that fell.

Yet in the next moment. The bodies of these four cultivators were hit by other arrows that flew in terror.

Looking at such a picture, looking at the four cultivators who died after their bodies were pierced by the stray arrows, it caused everyone to be shocked.

"How so?"

A cultivator who appeared in front of the army cried out in no comprehension.

A crisp thump sounded.

A flying sword that shone slightly cyan flew into the sky.

It's just that the dozens of volunteers who had already received orders and gathered not far away did not hesitate at all.

These dozens of volunteers are veterans. Moreover, the task they have always undertaken in the military is to deal with the weapons of cultivators.

The weapons of cultivators are the fastest killing weapons to harvest life on the battlefield, so although these rebels are not cultivators, they have gone through many tragic strangulations, and their will has long been tempered like iron.

They had naturally filtered out all the noise on the battlefield, and when the military order sounded, these sergeants raised the crossbow machine in their hands almost expressionlessly, and pulled the trigger in their hands very smoothly and quickly.

The crossbow arrow array blocked all the ways and retreats of the flying sword, and if he was not a powerful cultivator, then his flying sword could only be locked by this crossbow arrow array.

The pale cyan flying sword that had just been sacrificed was like a bird falling into a net. In the end, he failed to escape the hunter's capture and smashed into the ground.

Uncontrollable cheers and roars resounded in the army.

These rebels naturally knew what it would cost them to deal with a cultivator on a daily basis, but it was only for a moment. Three cultivators on the other side have been directly killed, and a flying sword has been directly bound.

And all this only stemmed from the several military orders issued by Fa Xuan before continuing the march.

"Poof!"

A cloud of blood mist erupted from the throat of a yellow-clothed cultivator standing in the grass.

The Buddha beads flickered, taking away his stalemate life.

There are a total of seven practitioners who emerge from the grass.

At this time, only three of them were stuck in the grass.

No new military orders were issued.

It's just that at this time, all the rebels were already in awe of Fa Xuan's ability to show several military orders, so this army showed a cold momentum than usual.

This momentum made the three cultivators standing in the grass even more bleak.

A practitioner took a step forward.

When everyone didn't move and he moved, he naturally attracted everyone's attention.

It was a middle-aged man with grayish sideburns.

Fa Xuan looked at him quietly.

The middle-aged man bowed, bowed to Fa Xuan from afar, and then asked, "Why did you expect our people to appear behind your army?"

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