Wei Jian led the two or three hundred generals of the Thundering Legion to gather outside the barracks of the army, he held his weapon Thundering Knife, looking into the distance, the Thundering Legion was named after his weapon.

Wan Xin, with the support of Xiaohuan, came to this place together, Yang Jiong also stood next to Wan Xin, they glanced at each other, and the worry in their eyes was revealed.

But for Wei Jian, this was a historic moment, for which he also prepared two Confucian generals who were proficient in pen and ink and were also born in the Holy Academy like Yang Jiong, to stand beside him, and he asked them to record this as a historical fact, and asked everyone to witness it:

He, Wei Jian, the second prince of the Dawu Kingdom and the commander of the Northwest Third Army, not only exterminated more than 500,000 Buddhist monks in the Dawu Kingdom's war of extermination, but also made 100,000 Buddhist monks prisoners, and fought for them against the most stubborn resistance force in the Dawu Kingdom, the Wind Roar Army!

And when the Wind Roar Army is destroyed, he will kill the so-called Buddhist giant Yifeng, and dedicate his head to the wise and martial Emperor Dawudi!

This is an immortal feat, and this will become a beautiful story that will go down in history!

One of the Confucian generals said: "Wei Shuai, how can what did not happen be recorded as historical facts? ”

Wei Jian was in a very happy mood, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "It's not a fact that more than 500,000 Buddhist monks were exterminated? The rest from today onwards, it's only a matter of time, write it down first, save time and trouble, and when that time comes, I want to inform my father as soon as possible, so that his old man will be happy! ”

The Confucian had no choice but to say: "Wei Shuai is really filial piety and touches the sky, and it will definitely become a beautiful talk of the Great Wu Kingdom." ”

"That's nature!" Wei Jian laughed.

As his laughter fell, the crowd saw in the distance, on the opposite side of the flat hill where they were stationed, a black line appeared, and they only had to go down the hill, and then cross a small gentle dirt ditch, and then they could climb up to this side of the high ground, and accept the cruel fate of their surrender.

The black line swayed and tugged in the steaming rays of the day, a transparent but blurry wall blocking their view in front of them.

Wei Jian smiled and nodded, especially looking at the shining armor and weapons on the Northwest Legion that came slowly, and the same tall horses as the Thundering Legion, which were about to become the wealth of the Thundering Legion, which made him very happy.

Soon, the neat procession of the Northwest Monk Corps walked down the opposite hillside, and the mighty Buddhist Monk Corps appeared in front of everyone's eyes from the top of the hillside to the bottom of the ravine.

The smile on Wei Jian's face gradually retracted, he could see it, and he also felt the "strange feeling" that the messenger had just said, because it was really strange.

Thousands of monks and soldiers lined up from the hillside to the bottom of the mountain, their formations neat, their sequences rigorous, their steps sonorous, and their solemn faces did not look at all like the weak and incompetent troops who had come to surrender, however, these were not the strangest of all.

The strangest thing is that there is silence.

That's right, this silence is like a mountain by the sea slowly pouring into the sea, the huge mountain oppresses the wide and boundless water surface and slowly dips into the water, it looks incomparable from a distance, the crumbling danger when the mountain falls, and the thrilling feeling of the wide and deep sea water swallowing the huge mountain, it looks magnificent and shocking, but under careful consideration, there are countless horrors and thrills!

It was the calm before the storm, the strange stagnation of the edifice that would fall in the eyes of men!

Wei Jian's face became very ugly, he had already sensed the approach of the storm, he quickly turned back to all the generals behind him and shouted hurriedly and loudly: "Quick, organize the troops and horses, and be ready for battle!" ”

At this time, all the generals found out that they had made a fatal mistake, originally under Wei Jian's confident command and performance, they followed Wei Jian here, but although the soldiers under their command did not sleep in the barracks, they were all scattered everywhere, drills, weapons repairs, and wounds, each doing its own thing.

From Wei Jian to the deputy general to the tooth general, the partial tooth general and the captain, from top to bottom, they did not feel a sense of crisis, everyone thought that this was a simple surrender ceremony, and it would be exactly as Wei Jian said, 100,000 Buddhist monks in front of the military camp, officially become their humanoid weapons, go to the battlefield for them to fight hard, let them Buddhist monks solve the Buddhist monks themselves, life and death have nothing to do with the Thundering Legion.

Only the three brigades of Li Chang, Liu Neng, and Jiasha, with a total of less than 20,000 men, were waiting around the barracks, waiting intently and intently for their "spoils of war" to be automatically delivered to them.

However, the speed of the "spoils of war" they were waiting for quickened, and in a single breath suddenly accelerated, like a calm lake on a high mountain, suddenly a huge hole cracked from the edge of the mountain, and all the lake water poured down, turning into a monstrous flood and rushing down the mountain, making them feel the air suddenly tighten, and everyone's breath stopped.

The flood that fell from the high mountains was called a waterfall, and it was beautiful: thousands of northwestern monks suddenly accelerated in unison, and countless men and horses formed a black and bright horse that reflected the sunlight like water, and rushed towards them; It is magnificent: thousands of iron hooves trample on the earth, the roar of the Milky Way falling into the nine heavens is endless, and the tremors of the earth can be heard clearly from a distance of hundreds of miles; It was dangerous: thousands of feathered arrows and crossbows exploded like a waterfall into the ground and exploded into countless droplets, and the arrows sparkled and fluttered towards the camp of the Thundering Legion, setting off a glittering crystal of daylight.

But this sparkling daylight kills people!

Everyone watched this scene dumbfounded, they didn't expect the Northwest Monk Corps to reach such a realm in such a short period of time, and to break out in such a short period of time!

By the time they heard the whistling sound in their ears, the rain of arrows had already reached their heads, and they were sprayed in an equally graceful arc over the Thundering Legion barracks!

"Meet the enemy! ——”

Wei Jian roared loudly at the stunned generals behind him, exerted all his strength, and then turned his head and rushed out against the large army of the Northwest Monk Corps!

Fortunately, although Wei Jian's usual management of the army is rude and irritable, but fortunately, it can indeed be called a rigorous management of the army, and the generals under his command are not straw rice buckets, they are all people who have gone into battle to kill the enemy and have experienced a hundred battles, although they did not expect that the Northwest Sangha could break out such a smooth and strong attack, but they suddenly sobered up in Wei Jian's roar.

The seven or eight lieutenant generals made their own judgments and reactions, and hurriedly told the many tooth generals and eccentric generals behind them how to meet the enemy

But at this moment, the rain of arrows had already fallen into the barracks, and there was a scream and wailing sound from thousands of military tents, and they immediately panicked, they had always attacked others, at least they were facing them head-on, they had never seen such a fierce offensive, not to mention that at this critical moment, their backbone had already taken the lead in rushing into the enemy formation—he had too much confidence in his subordinates.

When Yang Jiong saw it, he immediately stopped them, his brain was running rapidly, and he told them loudly the response of the cavalry brigade, heavy armored brigade, infantry brigade and other brigades, and commanded them how to meet the enemy.

Then Yang Jiong waved his hand and shouted angrily to Li Chang and the three of them, who were still waiting next to the barracks to collect the "spoils": "You immediately lead 20,000 people to attack, even if you die, you must block the corpses in front of the barracks!" ”

Now that Wei Jian has attacked and left them, Yang Jiong is the person with the highest military rank and official position among them, and at this critical moment, they have no reason not to listen to Yang Jiong.

At this moment, Yang Jiong looked at the generals of the legion who had already acted quickly, and Li Chang and the three had already led their troops to rush out, and in a blink of an eye, they were in front of the high ground of the military camp, and the black flood river of the Northwest Sangha had just emerged from the ground and overflowed the high ground.

He was also very depressed in his heart, complaining that Wei Jian rushed out without explaining anything, even if he was impatient, he couldn't lose his sense of proportion in front of the army, right?

You must know that if there is no command from him just now, then a good opportunity to defend will be missed in an instant, and they will have no backhand, and they will really sit back and wait!

At this moment, a huge roar sounded overhead, and I saw countless shining arrows flashing with silver-white cold sunlight overhead, like countless pairs of cold eyes staring at those sworn enemies in the barracks - this was the second round of arrow rain of the Northwest Monk Regiment!

But these countless feather arrows failed to fall from the sky like the first round, creating a devastating shot for the Thundering Army, because there was a shining and dazzling thunder net composed of thunder and lightning that blocked them all in the sky, and in the middle of the dense silver arc flashing thunder net, it was Wei Jian who single-handedly blocked the rain of thousands of arrows!