As this huge explosion sounded, like a kind of code to launch, violent explosions sounded in various areas of the town.

"Boom ......"

The violent explosion toppled the improvised houses and ignited the wooden structure of the house.

Many of the residents who had not yet arrived in time for the central square were torn apart by the explosion, and the wails resounded through the town.

A few low-level warlocks who had already arrived in the small square in the center, their faces still painted with those mixed striped decorations, they babbled and hissed, threw away the remote control in their hands, and rushed towards Zheng Jian and the few civilian personnel who had already gathered.

"Jade Shatter!"

"Jade Shatter!"

In the blink of an eye, Xuantai, Yuanbao, Xuanming and others instantly appeared in the small square, each choosing an opponent and blocking those low-level warlocks with a single move.

In an instant, only a dead body remained in the small square.

All the residents who had already arrived were crouching on the ground, holding their heads in their hands and trembling.

This is the case with a similar scenario underneath several vehicles.

In just one minute, most of Fukukawa Town was reduced to ruins, and countless howls filled the heavens and the earth.

More than a dozen middle- and low-level young warlocks of the Ying clan were instantly wiped out by the middle and high-level warlocks who were stuck in the air by Li Valve.

Welling also landed on the small square and stood beside Zheng Jin.

Zheng Jin's face was pale, and he glanced at the residents who had already crouched, trying to spot more rebels.

Welling shook his head slightly, such a traditional and inferior counterattack was useless in front of a mid- and high-level warlock.

According to the mental state of the crowd, he soon discovered that there were three people who were quite different from the generally frightened and apprehensive spirits.

He threw the information to Xuan Ming, Nanxing, and Shang Lu.

Xuan Ming immediately pulled out a gray-haired old man from the crowd, and before Xuan Ming could search, a remote control fell from the old man's arms.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I already regret it, I won't press the controller!"

The old man was close to collapse, and wailed in a hoarse voice.

Nanxing went directly to grab the half-sized man, and also found a remote control from his arms.

The child was already shaking into a ball, unable to cry, and wet his pants.

There was also a middle-aged woman, with a calm face, who was searched out of the remote control by Shang Lu, shook her head slightly, but looked apologetically at the squatting crowd:

"I'm sorry, it's a pity that they hurt a lot of honest people by mistake...... You're too slow to get here in time, so I didn't have time to press my remote control, killing more intruders. ”

However, instead of winning the favor of her compatriots, her explanatory message sparked the anger of the residents around her, several of whom jumped up and punched and kicked her.

The woman's nose and face were swollen in an instant, and she spat out blood foam in her mouth, but her expression was still smiling and calm.

Zheng Jian was expressionless, and he mouthed at a returning sergeant, Nunu.

The three sergeants directly pulled the old man, the half-grown child, and the middle-aged woman to the periphery of the crowd.

"Da Da Da ......"

Dense gunfire rang out, and the three of them were beaten into a sieve, and the blood slowly soaked the ground.

The smell of blood silenced the squatting crowd.

After a while, Zheng Jian turned his head and smiled at Welling:

"Two civilians were killed, one armed body was severely damaged, five armed bodies were moderately lightly wounded, and no sergeants died, which is even smaller than normal battle damage.

Thank you, Brother Welling, if it had been a few seconds late, the loss would have been much greater. ”

Welling waved his hand and nodded with a smile, but gave the ingots a thumbs up.

Yuan Bao grinned.

Welling contacted the other four vehicles, and after receiving an affirmative answer, he hugged Zheng Jian goodbye and dodged back to the vehicle.

The rest of the mess is not their task for Welling.

The four vehicles slowly moved east, continuing on their way.

Moments later, four vehicles hovered over the hillside on the east side of Fukukawa.

Wei Ling, with a few disciples, instantly appeared inside the wooden corridor in Songxi Temple, and outside was the characteristic dry landscape square.

The slave sighed:

"Wow, Master, this place is so chic and beautiful!"

The floor is paved with fine sand and gravel to create concentric ripples, and the periphery is a very rhythmic line, with a clear and majestic standing stone, simulating the Sumeru Mountain stone, placed in the center of the concentric ripples, supplemented by moss, lawn or other natural elements, creating a unique beauty.

The most amazing thing is that the surface of the sand is painted with lines to express the flow of water, emphasizing the clear momentum of the subject and the sense of rhythm.

Welling briefly explained the basic information of dry landscape to several disciples:

"Concentric ripples can be used as a metaphor for rain splashing into a pond or fish coming out of the water, looking like white sand, green moss, and brown stone, but none of the three are pure colors.

The landscape stone is divided into nine mountains, which are used to symbolize Mount Meru, and the stone lantern is used to maintain the 'pure fire', the so-called pure fire in front of the gods, which means to purify all things with fire.

Those dwarf rocks are composed of turtle islands in the form of turtle heads, turtle feet, and turtle tails, which are intended to meet people's various expectations.

As for those stupas with unique shapes, there are not necessarily Buddha relics inside, mainly playing a metaphor for the town house, and there is also the implication of driving away disasters and avoiding evil spirits and blessing peace.

The source of the dry landscape of the Ying nationality is influenced by the ink painting and Zen culture of the Great Xia, superimposed on the politics of the Great Xia, Zen Buddhism, landscape painting, bonsai and many other factors, and gradually developed and evolved, and it has become such a garden form with considerable formal beauty. ”

Xuan Ming slapped a sycophant:

"I see, or Master knows more."

"Haha, go meet the senior monks here, say hello, and we'll continue eastward."

The wooden promenade turns and connects to a meditation platform on the side of the small dry landscape square.

The monk in a green robe sat on a straw mat.

On both sides of the platform, eight disciples in gray and white monk robes and wearing conical hedges stood silently.

As Wei Ling and the others walked in, Kong Jian opened his eyes, and his bright eyes fell on Wei Ling, but there was a smile on his face:

"The donor has a lot of Buddha nature, and he also has a comprehensive understanding of the dry landscape that assists in meditation."

Welling smiled and clenched his fists and bowed slightly:

"Master Kongjian praised it falsely, but he was idle before, and in the information barrier of the empire, when he learned all kinds of information about the beliefs of the Ying people, there were some fragmented common sense of scales and feathers."

Kongjian smiled silently and looked at Xuanming, Nanxing, Shang Lu and Jinu.

Because they were wearing 'rangers' and were armed, it was inconvenient for them to enter and exit the vehicle, so they did not follow.

Looking at the young and confident faces, showing everyone's bearing between gestures, Kongjian's face became a little hesitant and complicated.

Immediately, Kongjian looked at Yuanbao, Yuanbei, Xuantai, and Xuanshen, and his expression was even more strange.

After a moment, Sorumi bowed his head slightly, folded his hands, and sighed:

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a monk of the Heavenly Empire, with a demeanor and bearing, inclusive, and extraordinary...... Amitabha! ”

Welling smiled and saluted:

"The master is also a master with great wisdom, he is a top-level warlock, these disciples, the worst have the ability of a middle-level warlock, can see the situation clearly, stop the war, and preserve the historical temple, it is not easy, the boy admires."

The old monk lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head:

"The old man's natural heart is like a dry landscape."

Wei Ling sensed slightly, Li Daji, Su Zi and the spiritual power of those worshippers were as eye-catching as a bright light in the sea of knowledge, and smiled faintly.

Welling didn't say much, then turned around and walked towards the outside of the temple.

He knew that with those few worshippers, the monk Kongjian and a few of his disciples could not and did not dare to make any waves.

Wei Ling's purpose in coming down was just to see the mental state of this old monk and his disciples with his own eyes, to see if they had any superfluous thoughts and mentality, and only by having an insight into it in person could he rest assured.

But at least for the moment, Welling thought that this old monk really had no more resistance.

Before walking out of the temple gate, Welling also noticed that there was a small room inside the gate that sold various souvenirs such as amulets, and the shelves were full of small cloth bags made of various brocades, which were colorful and beautiful.

This kind of talisman originated from the old era of Great Xia, and on the side of the Ying clan, it was given another lofty name, Yushou.

Yuanbei and Jinu naturally saw those cute gadgets, and couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Matsukei Shrine is open to the bad luck and the Imperial Guard.

Most of the small sacs of various colors are embroidered with such words.

Walking out of Songxi Temple, several people dodged into the vehicle.

The palace guard's mind moved, and the vehicle continued to move eastward.

……

In the following days, the initial calm was restored, and there was often not a single enemy encountered throughout the day, and there were no populated villages and towns along the way.

Until the entire front advanced to the line of Atachi, Hachiman, and Ryukoma City, the Arakuma Mountains could be seen in the distance.

The green hills are like daisies, along the northwest-southeast direction, all the way to the endless ocean, and there are several large islands left in the ocean.

Due to the congestion of the high mountains and peaks in the north, there will be no enemy garrison, and the length of the coalition front advancing eastward has shrunk to less than a hundred kilometers.

The battle line has become thicker and tighter, and the distance between many medium-sized vehicles is less than a kilometer.

Just as the battle line was slowly advancing, the green mountains in the distance suddenly "came to life".

Numerous anti-aircraft phalanx poked out of the mountain and launched a fierce attack on the slowly approaching group of vehicles.

In the blink of an eye, the heavens and the earth shook, like a group of thunder resounding through the world.

The small vehicles in the coalition's vehicle community, which were not able to resist such a dense attack, immediately retreated to the rear and hid behind the medium-sized vehicles.

Most of the medium-sized vehicles of the Murong Clan's coalition are Imperial "Blue Bird" level vehicles, which have been modified with various functional focuses, and can temporarily resist several waves of attacks.

In the dense artillery fire, there were also many magnetic storm shells, which exploded in the air, which also caused a certain obstacle to the communication of the coalition forces.

Although the response of the coalition vehicle cluster was quite timely and there were no mistakes, many small vehicles were still destroyed, and they fell in a whirl towards the mountains and hills below, and several explosions scattered scattered in the mountains, pulling out pillars of smoke between the mountains.

Several medium-sized vehicles that were extremely forward were also damaged to a certain extent and hurriedly retreated to avoid them.

The "Champion", which was at high altitude, issued an order in time, and all the vehicle groups retreated a few kilometers and temporarily stopped to avoid it, and as the flagship and command center, it was still suspended in the air.

"The opponent's attack array is set inside the mountain, the protection is strong, and the ordinary artillery counterattack is of little significance, and it is reasonable to evade it temporarily!"

Wei Ling explained to the disciples the response of the Murong clan at the moment.

"The defense information of this mountain range is recorded in the information given by the command before the war, but the intensity is not so high, and it seems that the intelligence secrecy work of the East Japan State still has merit."

Shougong also added information to everyone.

Li Valve's four vehicles have always been at the forefront, but they are located slightly to the south, and the attack is not violent, and with the precise control and evasion of the palace, the vehicles have not suffered any damage.

As a result, all four vehicles landed in their respective areas, and special attention was paid to the terrain and terrain, so that they could be in a state that was relatively not easy to attack.

Welling and other high-level warlocks all dodged out of the vehicle almost at the same time, hanging in the air.

Looking up, on the entire front, the vehicle has basically landed, and only the flagship "Champion" is still suspended in the air.

As a large vehicle of the Imperial "Kunpeng" class, such an artillery attack, it can not be ignored at all.

A large number of high-level and top-level warlocks in the coalition army were like well-spirits, hovering above the battle line, observing the enemy lines in the distant mountains.

For a while, there were hundreds of people suspended in the air, which looked very deterrent.

This is the guarantee of high-end combat power.

As soon as Li Daji and a few worship elders arrived next to Wei Ling, they saw dozens of figures appear in the sky above the mountain opposite.

Wei Ling's face was solemn, and those dozens of figures were all high-level and top-level warlocks.

It seems that the high-end combat power of the East Japan State is also displayed on this line of defense.

Without waiting for the coalition forces to respond, those dozens of figures appeared near the "champion" in an instant.

Welling, Li Daji, Su Zi and several worshippers glanced at each other, and they all flashed around the "champion".

There were also high-level and top-level warlocks from other gate lord families in the empire, and in a blink of an eye, there were hundreds of high-level and top-level warlocks standing in the empty space near the champion.

If these masters used high-level spells at the same time at this moment, it would inevitably lead to the repetition of the Battle of Okamoto Castle that year, and the energy of the Source Spirit World would be siphoned out on a large scale.

In the "Champion", Murong Angelica resisted the urge to scold his mother and wipe cold sweat.

Immediately, the communication system of this "Kunpeng"-class large vehicle was originally a temporary communication center, and its voice message was easily amplified:

"May I ask all the visitors, but are you a senior surgeon from the major families in Luben City?"