The siege began very suddenly, and 50,000 monks and soldiers armed with Zen staffs, magic swords, shields, and other weapons swept towards the pass like a rising wave; the siege began logically, because they had gathered outside the pass for a long time, and the soldiers of the Guiyi army at the juncture had already finished preparing for battle.

The long winter sun is shining, the sun is shining in the four fields, and the rolling smoke and dust are under the feet of the monks and soldiers who can't see the edge, and they are churning up wave after wave, which is the yellow mud and sand waves, without the slightest exaggeration.

The city was trembling, and there was fine dust rising half an inch from the rammed earth walls, and wisps of sand fluttering down.

It is not only the Yangguan that is trembling, but the land outside the pass is also the same, the sound of neat footsteps overshadows the sound of war drums, like bursts of thunder, and the ears go straight to the brain as soon as the Wu is in front of him.

Six hundred paces, is the bed crossbow shooting coverage. There is no need to mark the location of the arrow, and the generals and colonels in the middle of the qi training on the city wall can accurately judge the position of this line with just their eyes. When the queue at the front of the monks and soldiers crossed this line, the general with a look like iron and eyes like a knife suddenly opened his mouth and shouted.

"Bed crossbow, fire!"

At the head of the majestic and wide Yangguan City, no less than fifty bed crossbows were opened, and with the sound of loud shouts, the armor soldiers who operated the bed crossbows smashed the hammers in their hands on the bed crossbow machine.

The muffled sound of the crossbow strings was fierce and heavy, and after the huge crossbow bolts flew straight out of the arrow trough, the crossbow strings still trembled violently in a small area, and the high-frequency low sound waves spread out, dispelling a lot of the rumbling footsteps from outside the city, and the power to make people's hearts tremble when they fell in the ears.

Even in Li Ye's sight, the trajectory of the crossbow bolt in the air flashed away, and the monk soldier who rushed to the front, even if he was holding a shield in his hand, his body still suddenly flew upside down! The crossbow bolt pierced through the shield in their hands, pierced their chests, and the huge force carried them to knock over the companions behind them.

Among them were ten crossbow arrows, which emitted a blinding glow in the course of the course, like meteors falling into the sky, and the tail of the light feathers dragged long, but in the blink of an eye, they were hundreds of paces away. The monks and soldiers blocking their path burst into clouds of blood mist, connecting them in strings, which was very beautiful.

Each cloud of blood mist was an explosion of a body, and the comet-like light feathers broke through into the formation for more than ten steps, and then the light dissipated, revealing the true face of the crossbow arrow. The crossbow bolt was castrated, and when the chest was nailed to the chest of a monk, it came out of the back almost simultaneously, and the monk behind him was strung to the crossbow arrow.

A dazzling crossbow bolt killed nearly ten monks, and the monks who exploded their bodies didn't even have time to scream; the crossbow arrows that were inserted into the ground were strung together, and the dazed and frightened look on the faces of the monks was so clear, as if they had been engraved, and they did not disappear in the end.

The originally neat queue suddenly revealed a jagged gap.

However, like the waves in the sea, these small gaps are filled by the raging water until the next wave of crossbow arrows arrives.

The city resounded with the irritable roar of the generals, this time not only the bed crossbows were wielding, but more than two hundred Fuyuan crossbows with a range of four hundred and fifty paces also joined the battle with angry roars.

The monks who rushed to the front fell one hundred and ten people in an instant, and their queue was very dense, which would have a great impact when taking over the city, but at this time, the crossbow bolts were almost innumerable. In the hands of the monks, even a heavy crossbow such as the Fuyuan crossbow can exert the ability to shoot accurately.

The speed of the monk regiment was extremely fast, and the physical fitness of the monks was not comparable to that of ordinary armies, and the corpses of the fallen in the front team were quickly drowned in the crowd and yellow dust, and there was no trace of them again. Even if the team all ran past, there was not a single corpse on the ground, only scarlet "flowers", which were still eye-catching on the loess.

When the endless bald head approached more than 100 steps in front of the city, the sound of the strings of the city pass was like thunder, and the arrows and crossbows were dense like locusts crossing the border. The closer the distance, the more powerful the crossbow arrows become, at this time, even if it is just a horn bow crossbow, it can easily tear the shield, and the crossbow arrows of the Fuyuan crossbow can directly tear the body of the low-level monk.

The ten magic weapon bed crossbows really showed their hideous fangs at this moment, and the blue light feathers swept from the low sky, like a dragon out of the sea, and the monks and soldiers who were blocking the range route were suddenly cleared out of the gap of dozens of steps. Blood filled the void, leaving a straight red line on the ground.

At this time, there were no monks and soldiers below the fourth level of Qi training, who dared to stand in front of the ten Dharma Weapon Bed Crossbows, and under the active or passive action, ten ravines appeared in the crowd. The monk's mobility was not comparable to that of an ordinary soldier, and the ten lines were so straight that they seemed to have been measured with a ruler.

However, among the large number of scarlet corpses, these ten ravines did not seem to be neat, but were full of indescribable treacherous meanings, like strange sorcery performed by evil demons.

Even ordinary strong bows and crossbows are incredibly lethal at this time, because they are magic weapons themselves. In the white-clothed monk corps under the rainstorm, the bodies of the corpses that either exploded or fell, rendering countless red flowers in the white sea, adding a lot of demonic feelings to the picture.

Peng Zushan was roaring with a red neck, and asked the monks to quickly move the bed crossbow to a new position through simple fixtures, and continue to exert its great function as a weapon of mass destruction.

Around each Ritual Bed Crossbow, there is a complete team of monks to take on the duty of guarding, ensuring that the Ritual Bed Crossbow will not be captured or destroyed in the following battles. So as long as there are enemies in front of the level, they won't stop roaring.

Li Ye pulled out Lu Gujian.

Although the rear team of the monk regiment was still hundreds of paces away, the front team had already reached the city. No matter how majestic and wide the city wall is, in front of this raging white-clothed sea, it is only a thin embankment, as if it will be swallowed into the mouth by the flowing sea water in the next moment.

The first monk who jumped on the head of the city and appeared in front of Li Ye was more than nine feet tall, with a dark complexion, like a walking iron tower.

When he saw Li Ye at a glance, his eyes suddenly became fierce, relying on his cultivation at the middle level of Qi training, he roared, and the cold and shining demon shovel in his hand smashed down on Li Ye's head.

There is not just one, but a group of such monks.

In fact, this is the trapper of the monk regiment in front of him. They undertook the task of attacking first, and after approaching the city wall, they would be the first to jump on the city, relying on good cultivation and fierce momentum to kill the Quartet, and strive to gain a firm foothold in the city, and receive more monks and soldiers to go to the city.

It can be seen that even among the trappers, the monk in front of Li Ye is also a small leader, if he encounters an ordinary armor soldier or an ordinary general, maybe he will reap the results he wants to win.

It's a pity that now he meets Li Ye.

When Lu Gujian swept out, the lines on the sword body did not light up, which showed that Li Ye had no intention of exerting the dragon power of his superb magic weapon, but only regarded it as a simple blade. Even so, Lu Gujian still cut off the Demon Shovel in a flash of lightning, slicing the monk's neck open, and separating his body.

The incisions of the fallen monks, whether it was the demon shovel or the blood-spurting neck, were as smooth as a mirror.

The follow-up monks and soldiers kept rushing up, Li Ye was behind him with one hand, only holding a sword in one hand, even if he didn't deliberately use his own powerful cultivation, he didn't use any sword style, and every sword slashed out, still so fast that he couldn't see the slightest trajectory.

In front of his agile pace and body style, whether it is a monk who climbs the city or a trapper who leaps up directly, his head will fly sideways at the first time he emerges. Sometimes, a dozen blood injections rose to the sky one after another, forming a fountain-like scene in front of him.

In this section of the city, there is only Li Ye alone.

Naturally, he doesn't need helpers, whether it's an ordinary armor soldier or an ordinary general, standing next to him is only a hindrance. With the same posture as him, there are also Li Xian and Chu Nanhuai's master and apprentice. If the area in charge of these great monks is combined, it is almost half the length of the wall.

In their place, there is no bow or crossbow to help them fight, and they only rely on the sword in their hands to kill the enemy and defend the city.

In this way, the limited garrison of Yangguan was effectively concentrated together, which greatly stabilized the battle situation.

Soon, Li Ye's body running left and right at the head of the city was so fast that he couldn't even see the afterimage, and blood lights flew up one after another behind him, continuously. As for the screams, there was naturally no scream, under his sword, the monks and soldiers were all beheaded, and the screams were too late to come out.

However, although Li Ye's subordinates did not have a unified enemy, and taking the enemy's head was as easy as cutting leeks, this could not withstand the speed at which the leeks germinated too quickly. Even though Li Ye deliberately controlled the level of aura consumption, because the area in charge was really not small, the aura was still passing at a palpable speed.

"You and I guard Yangguan, there is only one way to win, and that is to give full play to the role of every trace of aura. ”

Before the war, Li Xian said to Li Ye, "The 50,000 monks and soldiers are all monks, and it is impossible to prevent them from taking over the city, and it is unrealistic to prevent them from climbing to the top of the city. The battle situation between our father and son and the master and apprentice of Bailu Cave is the only factor that determines the victory or defeat, and whether the aura in our body can support the repelling monks and soldiers is the only key to victory or defeat in the war. ”

Li Xian said this, Li Ye agreed with every word.

If this was an ordinary war, Li Ye only needed to break into the crowd of ten thousand armies with the cooperation of Nangong First Class and others, and kill the enemy commander, and he would basically win the war. He has the ability, there's no doubt about it.

However, the current war is not an ordinary war.

The opponent is the monk of Shakti, and it is a regiment of white-clothed monks, so of course this is a religious war. In the face of this form of warfare, there is no point in killing the opposing commander. Mo said that the other party's coach is not revealing his figure now, and it is even very likely that there is no such existence in the monk army in front of him.

Even if there is, if you behead the commander, there will be a deputy marshal, a deputy marshal, and a general, a general, any Vajra realm, even the highest Qi cultivation cultivator, will become the commander of the army.

The faithfulness of the religious and the fanaticism of the religious wars will make them fight to the last soldier.

The statement of the last soldier is exaggerated, and there are still some discrepancies with reality, but the truth is definitely this truth.

From the very beginning, this war was a war of attrition, and the one who could hold out until the end and not fall down would be the winner.

Li Ye's massacre didn't last long, and a group of Vajra Realm monks appeared in front of him.

He quickly glanced at it, and there were about thirty Vajra Realm cultivators in front of him, ranging from the beginner level to the high rank, and the main force was of course the first rank, and the number of high ranks was quite a lot, as many as six.

Not only did Li Ye have a Vajra Realm monk in front of him, but also a different number of Vajra Realm monks appeared in front of Li Xian, Nangong No. 1, and Chu Nanhuai's master and apprentice. This is an inevitable battle, and the King Kong Realm must always enter the battle, and it is the choice they should make to get rid of the strong guards in a targeted manner.

Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang have already sacrificed the immortal mode, the Guanghan fairy is still so ethereal and sharp, every sword will have blood soaring, and the giant spirit god is still so savage and wild, and every step will knock an enemy away.

If it is an ordinary war, the duel between the monks of the real realm will consciously go to mid-air, in order to avoid hurting the innocent - the so-called innocent, of course, refers to their own people.

But now, Li Xian, Su Emei and others must guard the juncture and prevent the tide of monks from pouring into the city, so they did not leave the city.

The result of this is that the city wall was destroyed beyond recognition in the fierce battle, the rammed earth city wall collapsed in the blink of an eye, and the loess smoke and dust that burst up could easily rise to a height of ten zhang in the frenzied aura.

The low-level monks who wanted to find the gap and break into the city quickly paid the price of their bodies and lives.

All the real realm monks present were almost all Yang God real people, although Li Wenwen and Liu Xiaohei's realm was lower, but they were fighting side by side, guarding a defense area together, and even if the approaching monks of the Liberation Sect were faced with the overflowing aura tide, they would suffer heavy losses in an instant, or even die on the spot.

In the eyes of Lao Jun's existence, all the saints are ants, in the eyes of the immortal realm, they are all ants who have not entered the immortal gate, and in front of the monks of the real human realm and the vajra realm, the qi cultivators are also ants. The High Rank Monk doesn't care too much about the life of the Lower Rank Monk, and that's always the case.

But the low-ranking monks were not fools, and knowing that they could not get close to the battlefield of the Great Monks, they turned to seek to break through the front that they could try to break through.

As a result, the attack on the city wall defense line held by the Guiyi army became more and more fierce, in addition to a team of high oxen and horses, and the well-cultivated trappers continued to jump onto the city, the low-level monks also climbed the city wall one after another.

The main force of the Guiyi army was ordinary soldiers, but they were not afraid in the face of the monks climbing the city, and under the leadership of their respective generals, they launched a bloody and cruel white-edged battle with the monks.

For ordinary people, monks seem to be worthy of respect, and high-ranking monks who have attained the Tao - for example, the level of the high level of qi cultivation and the vajra realm, should be feared.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the so-called enlightened monks have all kinds of magical powers, and when they are alive, they can easily make people's souls scatter, and after they die, they will also become relics, which annoys them and they must die without a place to bury.

But today is different.

Before the war, when the monk corps had just appeared outside the Guan, Li Xian said something to them: "Everyone in the world says that the things of Bodhisattvas, immortals, ghosts and gods can not be believed, but they cannot be disrespectful. Many people take this for granted, thinking that this is indeed the case. But in my opinion, this is a bullshit bastard!

"I don't believe in things, things that I don't think don't exist, why do you make me respect them? I revere the heavens and people's hearts because these things are real and worthy of fear, those things that are nothing, things that I have never seen or touched, what do I respect them, and where do I respect them?

"They are all bloody sons, with knives in their hands and armor on their bodies, and when they are born, they stand up to the heavens and the earth, and when they die, they are worthy of their hearts, and everywhere they are dignified, and our reverence is so worthless? Only slaves can revere everything, because everything is higher than theirs! We are great husbands, we have gold under our knees, and our reverence is worth a lot, and we can give it to the emperor, to the emperor, to the earth, but there is no reason to give it to the enemy!

"When the enemy appears in front of us, we only need to do one thing, and that is to pick up the horizontal knife in your hand and cut it down with one sword! Those Taoist monks spread this sentence in order to deceive your awe, so that you willingly bow down to them! To the liar, anyone with brains should be beaten so that he can't even recognize his mother!

"Remember, you are the border army of the Tang Dynasty! The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty are invincible in the world, the gods block and kill the gods, and the Buddhas block and kill the Buddhas!"

The soldiers of the Guiyi Army felt that this sentence was very reasonable, not only because it was clear in cause and effect, but also because this sentence came out of Li Xian's mouth.

Of course, the Guiyi Army did not know that he was the King of Lao An, but every soldier of the Guiyi Army knew that it was a great monk who had fought with them in Yangguan for many years, and that he was a great righteous soldier who sincerely lived and died with them!

Others may lie to them, such as Taoist monks, but Li Xian will never lie to them.

So at this moment, the soldiers of the Guiyi Army who are fighting in formation, everyone is high-spirited, the shield in their hands is clenched, the horizontal knife in their hands is held high, the strong bow in their hands is full, and the spears in their hands are fiercely stabbed, just to teach these liars and bald asses in front of them a good lesson!

Just now, their bed crossbow had killed thousands of monks, and their strong bows and crossbows had killed thousands of monks, whether they were ordinary bald donkeys or enlightened bald donkeys, as long as their necks were cut off, they could only fall motionless in a pool of blood.

Once the soldiers of the Guiyi Army are not afraid of death, they will burst out with the powerful combat power they should have.

Their personal strength is indeed inferior to that of the monks of Shimen, but the reason why the Tang army is invincible has never relied on the combat power of fighting alone. If you want to fight this, the Tubo people who grew up in the bitter cold land of the plateau are even better. What they are really powerful is to give full play to the comprehensive strength of armor, bows, crossbows, blades, and battle formations.

They fought endlessly with the monks on the horse road, fought with the monks on the road, fought with the monks behind the city wall, fought with the monks for every inch of land, five people formed a formation, ten people were interdependent, and hundreds of people were reckless, so that every step forward of the monks of the Liberation Gate had to pay a heavy price!

Li Ye was keenly aware that when more than thirty Vajra Realms appeared in his sight, he keenly discovered that the other party was ready to rely on the numerical advantage to use the powerful formation of the Liberation Gate, compress his range of activities, trap his combat power exertion, and consume his aura, so that he could only hate on the spot in the end.

Li Ye didn't hesitate, the sword of the Son of Heaven was raised in front of his eyebrows, and the sword body suddenly rose with a raging green flame, and in an instant, a dragon aura rose to the sky, "Step by step, Lotus!"

As the existence of the pinnacle of the Yang God True Human Realm, Li Ye, in terms of strength and speed, is not comparable to ordinary Vajra Realm cultivators, even if he is a high-level Vajra Realm.