The knights were frightened and angry, and the bravery in their bones made them not only refuse to retreat, but rushed forward regardless of their own safety, determined to kill Li Muchan.
They believe in gods, and warriors who die in battle will be led by gods to go to heaven and become immortal fighting souls. Therefore, when they fight, they are not afraid of death.
They have believed in gods since childhood, and everyone's goal is to become the fighting souls of gods. They cannot be tempted by anything in the world, otherwise they will fall into hell after death and never be reincarnated.
Therefore, the knights of Dongchu have never been afraid of death. Instead, they are afraid that they will be afraid and cannot enter the heaven.
Li Muchan tightened the reins, and Chi Ying turned around. Like a wisp of light smoke, he floated into their team. Arrows rained down behind Chi Ying, without any time to stop them.
Li Muchan waved the Flying Dragon Spear, and a cold light flickered across the throats of the knights one by one.
Another fifty knights were killed in one breath. Their leader was dead. Their eyes were blood red. There was only one word for "kill" and no word for retreat.
While waving the flying dragon spear, Li Muchan secretly thought that these elite cavalrymen from Eastern Chu were indeed elite, they were all fierce and not afraid of death, and they were formidable opponents.
But it is not without its weaknesses. The weakness is the commander. Once he loses his command, he will suddenly become a deserter who only knows how to fight bravely and fiercely, but does not know how to advance or retreat.
On the killing field, once the leader is killed, it will be easy to deal with it. Use more to defeat less, and fight with wisdom and courage. It is not invincible.
After this idea came up, it quickly expanded. He thought of a way to defeat the enemy. In the future confrontation with the Dongchu cavalry, the first step was to kill its leader.
I and my group came here just to deal with the Dongchu cavalry, and we will definitely fight against them.
In this way, the most important thing for me is my archery skills, so that I can kill with one strike, with a long range, and without anyone noticing. Otherwise, with layers of guards guarding me, it will be extremely difficult to kill the leader.
Besides, this kind of thing can only be done once. Once they are alert, it will not work if they do it again.
He was multi-tasking, killing the Dongchu knights while thinking about the solution and how to improve his archery skills so that he could not be noticed by others.
Before he could think of a countermeasure, his hand was suddenly empty, and the surrounding area was empty. More than a hundred cavalry were wiped out, and no one survived or escaped.
He sat on Chi Ying's back, looking at the cavalry in the ground, laid out layer by layer like petals, shaking his head and sighing, although they were enemies, he admired their bravery.
After sighing, he pinched the red shadow, and the red shadow hissed, turning into a shadow, and quickly arrived in front of the remaining fifty or so cavalry.
Before they could move, arrows shot through the air one after another. Each arrow accurately found a person and shot through his throat, killing his life.
They all stared at Li Muchan with wide eyes and unwillingness, and slowly fell off the horse.
More than a hundred young people, with numb expressions, watched the knights fall from their horses, convulse on the ground, and finally expire. The expressions in their eyes did not change and they were still numb.
Li Muchan sat on the horse, stared at everyone for a while, shook his head, feeling pity in his heart.
He put away his bow and arrows, floated off his horse, turned into a puff of smoke, and passed by each person one by one, patting their backs to release a burst of infuriating energy.
This true energy was as mellow as wine, and it circled around the body in the blink of an eye. They suddenly felt wrapped in a warm breath, as if they were immersed in a hot spring, and their spirits were lifted.
There was a murmur in their ears. They couldn't understand what the words were or what they meant, but the sound entered their ears and the words were like pearls, pouring into their hearts, driving away the darkness in their hearts and restoring light.
I don't know how long it took, it seemed like an instant, it seemed like a lifetime, they suddenly opened their eyes, full of energy, looking around with a look of surprise.
They seemed to have had a nightmare. In the dream, their home was destroyed by the Dongchu people. They became prisoners and were tortured. They watched the elders around them fall one by one. They felt sad, angry and desperate. They prayed to the Buddha, but it was of no use.
People come to save them.
Later, everything became blurry, and they were tied up and driven away like dogs and pigs by the Dongchu people, heading west without knowing where they were going.
Halfway through, a monk seemed to appear and got into a fight with the Dongchu cavalry. He was just a man who wanted to die. He had seen too many dead people. One more death was no big deal.
It was like waking up from a big dream. They looked around and saw a gray-robed monk with his hands raised and eyes closed. His expression was solemn and sacred. If there were three circles of light behind him, it was the birth of Buddha.
He murmured, his words like pearls, slowly and clearly passed into his ears and went straight to the bottom of his heart.
My heart becomes warm, as if I have returned to my mother's arms. All the pain, fear, despair, unwillingness, anger, and various emotions in my heart slowly disappear. Just like my mother's warm hands, gently stroking me, all the grievances slowly disappear.
go.
They looked at the people around them with tears streaming down their faces.
The eyes slid down from their cheeks, and a slight cold feeling went straight to the bottom of their hearts. They wiped the corners of their eyes and realized that they were also crying.
Li Muchan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes as pure as clear spring water, without a trace of magazines, falling on them, as if he could see into their hearts.
Li Muchan experienced this war and understood compassion. All things have birth and death. Life and death are suffering. All living beings are suffering. Where there is kindness, there is compassion. When there is compassion, there is kindness.
His understanding of Buddhism has deepened, his understanding of Buddhist scriptures has deepened, and his realm has risen.
Reciting this Buddhist sutra has the power to soothe people's hearts.
If it were an ordinary monk, even if he had such understanding and compassion, his chanting of Buddhist sutras would not have such power. He has a strong mind and powerful spiritual power, and can easily infect people's hearts.
A young man shed tears, slowly stepped forward, knelt down in front of Li Muchan, bowed to the ground, and said devoutly: "Master..."
Although he was in a mess and his clothes were in tatters, Li Muchan was certain that he was either rich or noble. His clothes were extremely shabby, but the original material was of good quality and extremely rare.
He has an oval-shaped face and delicate facial features. He looks a bit feminine at first glance, but his small eyes are bright and sharp. He is obviously determined and far better than ordinary people.
Seeing him kneeling on the ground, everyone followed him and knelt down, with their palms clasped together and their expressions pious. When they were desperate and helpless, they saw the infinite light of Buddhism and immediately became devout believers.
Li Muchan slowly joined in his prayers and sighed: "Please get up, all donors. I'm late, causing everyone to suffer great suffering and endless troubles."
The young man said respectfully: "Master is the envoy sent by the Buddha to save us!"
Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "The donor is ridiculous, I am just a soldier in the army, and it is my duty to protect the people of Dayan... This time I met all the donors, it is really a coincidence, everything is fate!"
"The master is actually a soldier?" The young man was startled, his small eyes flashed, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at Li Muchan in disbelief.
Li Muchan nodded and said with a smile: "I was originally a monk, with the Buddhist name Mingkong. I was ordered by my master to enlist in the army and served in the army. I experienced life and death in order to defeat the great terror."
Everyone was in awe. As a monk, he did not practice hard in the temple, but went to experience life and death himself to overcome life and death. He was really a true practitioner, respectable and admirable.
Moreover, with Li Muchan's chanting just now, the image of the eminent monk was deeply rooted in their hearts.
They have a distinguished status and have met many Buddhist sages. Among Buddhist scriptures that are so wonderful, Mingkong is undoubtedly the first.
What is even more valuable is that at such a young age, Master Mingkong has such profound Buddhist teachings and such great compassion. He is truly a peerless eminent monk and will surely be a wonderful monk in the future.
The young man asked respectfully: "Master Mingkong, boy Jiang Haoyu, I wonder where the master became a monk?"
Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "It turns out to be Donor Jiang, and I am a disciple of Hanshan Temple."
"Hanshan Temple..." Jiang Haoyu frowned and thought for a while, then smiled sheepishly. He had never heard of this temple, and it seemed that it was not a famous temple in the world.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Hanshan Temple is just an unknown temple in the mountains. It is not visible to the world. Wherever the donors want to go, I will give you a ride."
Jiang Haoyu sighed and showed a sad look: "Our family is ruined and we don't know where to go."
After listening to Li Muchan's chanting, they felt that their past life was like a big dream, like looking at flowers in a mirror. The feeling was not so profound, as if they were looking down at everything and not so sad.
Li Muchan thought for a while and said: "I am about to go to Shenguang Camp. How about all the donors coming with me to have a look at Shenguang Camp and then decide where to go?"
"Just listen to Master!" Jiang Haoyu nodded slowly and said with a smile, "I'll take care of you, Master."
Li Muchan smiled slightly: "You're welcome, do you know how to ride?"
"Yes, everyone knows a little bit." Jiang Haoyu turned his head and glanced at the people behind him.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Okay, everyone will ride a horse. The large group of people is not far away. Let's go and meet up."
Jiang Haoyu turned around and said: "Master has an order, how can you all not obey it? Get on your horse!"
Everyone looked sallow and thin, but they were full of energy and high spirits. Compared with the previous one, they looked like a different person, jumping on their horses neatly.
The zhenqi that Li Muchan penetrated into their bodies was mysterious and provided sufficient strength, which was like a full meal. They were all full of strength and energy.
Red Shadow hissed softly, and the remaining one hundred horses followed behind it. The horses' hooves rumbled, the yellow dust rolled, and they ran ten miles in one breath with amazing momentum.
Lieutenant Hu, Song Shiqi, and Ye Wuhen hid in the woods. The three of them climbed up the tree and lay on the fork of the tree to watch what was going on on the road.
As Zuo Duwei and brigade commanders, their martial arts were naturally good, their eyesight was far better than ordinary people, and their ears were also far better than ordinary people, so they suddenly listened attentively.
Ye Wuhen jumped down, his thick body fell to the ground with a bang, and he lay directly on the ground, his ears pressed to the ground, and his brows furrowed.