Pei Zhongze remembered Zhishen, but Zhishen had long forgotten the sick little yellow crown in the temple back then, not to mention that he only had Luo Zhiqing stepping on the battlements in his eyes, and he didn't notice Pei Zhongze under the city tower at all.

Zhishen is a Buddhist monk who has experienced many years of war, and he knows that the personal martial arts on the battle array are not enough to rely on, don't look at himself as an Arhat realm monk, the other party is just a monk who is almost a monk in the bhikshu realm, but he must not be careless, not to mention the sword light that the other party just showed is enough to show that the strength of this Taoist fighting method is quite powerful.

Therefore, between the first three steps, he draped his own life-saving weapon, the robe of the Burning Lamp Patriarch, on his body, held a prayer bead, and recited the Buddha's name: "Nan Wu Amitabha!"

The robe of the ancestor of the lamp was drumming, turning the three-foot land around him into the realm of small Sumeru, and as soon as the Buddha announced, a red sound King Kong statue rose from the back, and quickly smashed to Luo Zhiqing at the head of the city, when the rosary in his hand was twisted to the eighth, the eight rosary beads began to wrap back and forth on the wrist by themselves, like a Vajra demon circle, ready to go at any time.

This is the battlefield, not a fighting competition, Zhishen will rise to the top level of protection, and the shot is the strongest Buddhist mantra, this is the expert.

With Zhishen's shot, Guangcheng also took out the golden iron Zen staff, the monk's robe fluttered, the muscles on the front chest and back skyrocketed, and the wrist was as thick as a tree trunk.

Wu Huawen waved his right hand forward, and several teams of foot soldiers came out one after another, rushed to the city wall and began to ascend the city, and a hundred archers in the back shot waves of neat arrows towards the city.

The rest of the Buddhist monks sat on the ground, closed their eyes and formed a formation, and one after another like ripples of Buddha light spread in all directions, and then rose upwards, holding up a solid light curtain above the head of the besieging steppers.

Pei Zhongze was desperate when he saw Wu Huawen coming up, and he had to open all the means of protection and no longer hide his back hand - he didn't dare to hide his back hand, the Red Plains militia defending the city had just been in the army for more than a month, and it was really not the opponent of the eight hundred steps brought by Wu Huawen.

The spirit talisman is placed in the five elements of the city shield, and a bright light is drawn between the left shield on the easternmost side of the city wall and the right shield on the far right, and the light then expands up and down to form a light shield, covering the city head and preventing the light curtain formed by the Buddhist monks from harming the city wall.

At the same time, Pei Zhongze commanded Lin Zhijiao, Song Yuqiao, Zheng Yutong, Pei Zhongxi, Cao Yuzhu, Yu Yuqi, Qu Fenghe, Butcher, Shen Caizhu and other monks to appear one after another, playing various magic runes towards the Buddha power light curtain, consuming the mana of the Buddhist monks, in order to weaken the protection of the light curtain and use Taoism to attack the enemy army who ascended the city.

In the blink of an eye, bursts of fluctuating and mana flames appeared on the Buddha Light Curtain, reflecting the entire southern city wall like fireworks in the daytime, which was particularly beautiful.

The three ballistas also stripped off their outer cloth covers, and the gunners twisted their strings, loaded them with heavy arrows, and under the command and adjustment of the training officers, they aimed at the monks under the city.

A strong wind sounded, and a heavy arrow came out of the string, shooting straight at a sitting monk. Like the direct blow of this kind of blade, the mana light curtain cannot be stopped, and the heavy magic arrow directly penetrates the light curtain, and in the blink of an eye, it comes to the monk.

The monk's eyelids suddenly jumped wildly, but his body remained motionless like a mountain, and he just held the spell and let the arrows come at him. The ten infanciers beside him erected heavy shields and formed five blocking shields in front of the monks.

When the arrow hit, the first shield wall was easily broken, and the two large shields were shattered into powder in the spark splash, and the shield bearer flew out upside down. The second shield wall was also broken, followed by the third, then the fourth, and then the fifth shield wall was inserted with a "bang".

Bubazi had to pay two lives and four people to be injured before he could stop this heavy magic arrow.

The first shot of the ballista hit, and there was a burst of cheers on the city, but unfortunately this kind of accuracy was only the result of chance, and the second and third arrows did not hit, and each made a large hole several feet deep in the clearing.

The appearance of the ballista really surprised Wu Huawen, and his previous worries seemed to be confirmed-Hongyuan City had already prepared!

He waved his army to sneak attack, but found that the city gate was closed, not only the city gate was closed, but there were also defenders in the city who could go into battle, although these defenders were very weak, but they were guarded by monks, not only by monks, but also by the shield of the city!

Now, even the ballista has come out!

Could it be that his whereabouts had already been discovered by the Ming army? Could it be that the Ming army had been waiting for him for a long time? If this was the case, then he would really be in a desperate situation, as long as he was blocked under the city for half a day, he would not be able to run if he wanted to, and the food, drinking water, and other supplies he brought with all his might were only enough to last for two days!

As soon as he thought of this, Wu Huawen couldn't sit still, and hurriedly ordered the soldiers he brought to quickly investigate around.

Forced to cross through the chain bridge in the middle of the night, he only transported a total of more than 20 war horses, half of which were ridden by the guards, and at this moment all the guards were sprinkled, hoping to find some eyebrows.

The damage of the ballista is huge, Wu Huawen did not carry the corresponding anti-combat equipment when he dispatched this time, those combat equipment is too heavy and cumbersome, and it is not a choice for light soldiers to sneak attack. His original plan was to attack Hongyuan City, burn the Ming army's big grain platform in one fell swoop, and even destroy the city, and he had no intention of attacking the fortifications at all.

Now when they come, they can only watch the ballistas shoot at their own side with arrows and arrows, and once they are shot, there will be casualties.

Fortunately, the defenders who operated the artillery obviously lacked training, the accuracy of the heavy magic arrows was not enough, and it was not easy to fire every arrow, which required a lot of effort and delay, otherwise Wu Huawen would really vomit blood.

In the shouting of killing, Bu Bazi struggled to shoot a rain of arrows against the city, avoiding the falling wooden stones, and from time to time someone was shot, or smashed squarely, screaming and falling down.

But after all, the battle-hardened infantry was not comparable to the militia that had just been trained for more than a month, and after a while, the city of Boden made another contribution, and several brave soldiers jumped up and landed within the city walls.

Zhang Baihu of the militia was also helpless, so he had to roar and command the militia at the head of the city to surround and fight with white knives. He already knew in his previous battles, and used brave people from bandits, such as Zhang Wu, Jiang Zhuzi, and Iron-legged Longsan, who dared to fight hand-to-hand, as the backbone, two groups of two, each with three strong people, and formed a team of more than ten five-person white-bladed teams, and at this moment he commanded these white-bladed teams to come forward to fight.

Yuan Hao and other laymen of the White Horse Courtyard organized people in the back, and sent the prepared stones, rolling wood, and ash bottles to the city wall in an endless stream, and carried the wounded militia defenders down and sent them to the infirmary set up along the wall in the rear, where the Guo children led by Guo Zhiwei were healed.

In the city, there are even strong women mobilized by the White Horse Courtyard who are boiling water to cook and cook hot soup, and as soon as the battle is intervaled, they will be sent to the city.

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