"Young Master, I heard that the mourning general is a group of vicious ghosts roaming the territory of Qingxuguan. They are restrained by the military establishment, and their combat power cannot be underestimated."
"I heard that the main force is hundreds of thousands. I'm afraid it's just a drop in the bucket with just Qingxuguan and his team."
Hui Xiang was worried and always felt that Wang Fu's arrangements were somewhat inappropriate.
Ghosts have a numerical advantage. Whether it is the army of ghosts of General Weeping Sorrow or the alliance of fierce ghosts of General Justice, each of them is so strong that it is difficult to count them.
If the remnants of the Qing Dynasty and the Northwest House of Commons join forces to deal with any one of them, there is barely a 70-80% chance of winning.
But now, the power of the altar was about to be exhausted, and the thunder dispersed one after another. Wang Fu committed a military taboo and rashly divided his troops despite insufficient troops.
Hui Xiang thought about it over and over, and as more and more news came back from the God of Ear Report, she finally couldn't help but speak.
According to the Ear Reporter's investigation, although the number of ghosts appearing nearby cannot be determined clearly, it is certain that it is definitely based on
One hundred thousand is on the order of magnitude.
"I have already made arrangements to set up the Eight Directions Mirror Formation. Even if the enemy has thousands of troops, it will be of no avail."
Wang Fu held the moiré mirror in his palm and looked down. Taoist Changshi and his party had already reached the area where the mourning general was entrenched.
Domestic special effects teach us how to fight a large-scale battle with limited manpower.
It's nothing more than CTRL+C, followed by CTRL+V, so that the ancient army stood more neatly than the National Day military parade.
The moiré mirror absorbs the bodies of Taoist Taoist Feldspar and then projects them crazily. This is the truth of the Eight Directions Mirror Array.
"Young Hall Master, can you still set up formations?"
Lu Hansheng and others were even more astonished. First there was the altar, and then there was the grand formation. He was worthy of being the future heir to the Thunder Fire Palace.
Hui Xiang was skeptical. A clever woman can't make a meal without rice. The so-called formation is a clever woman. If you don't have enough people, no matter how powerful the formation is, it will increase your strength several times.
However, the difference between Qingxu and his party and the mourning general...
The more Xiang Hui thought about it, the more worried he became, but seeing that Wang Fu was so determined, he had no choice but to put it aside for the time being.
"Master, does Yunyang Temple have this formation?"
Lu Erqiao followed Taoist Changshi, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong he became.
After they met, under Wang Fu's arrangement, they walked through a "mirror gate" where water and light gathered.
The Mirror Gate is like a dream, and it is not an ordinary thing. But to say that this is the so-called "Eight Directions Mirror Array" is too exaggerated.
"Do not ask."
Taoist Changshi said firmly, "The more powerful the enemy is, the more pure his thoughts must be. It is useless to think about that now."
"Everyone, this battle is not for Yunyang Temple and Northwest House of Commons, but for the fellow citizens of this land."
"We have betrayed the sect and are already disloyal and unjust. Now we have no choice but to risk our lives to find a way out for them."
It turned out that he had already thought it through.
This land has long lost its place for the Qingxu Sect members. Changshi Taoist and this group of people are nothing more than the last remaining light, struggling not to fade away, and still thinking about bursting out the last wave of light.
Just death!
He only used the Eight Directions Mirror Formation as an excuse for Wang Fu to comfort them and send them to their deaths, without seeing through it.
“唳唳唳!
In the sky and on the ground, the number of elusive shadows began to increase. The God of Ears could no longer be released, and could not be taken back after being released. He was hunted down by an army of ghosts one after another.
It was obvious that they had already encountered the main force of the mourning general.
"here we go."
On the altar, Wang Fu's Dharma Eyes stretched across the sky, overlooking the earth below.
The comparison between ourselves and the enemy is like a sesame placed next to a twelve-inch pie. The ghost is the pie and we are the sesame.
"From now on, start the unlimited troop mode."
Wang Fu's mana was input into the moiré mirror, and the sesame seeds began to increase infinitely, densely surrounding the big cake, and there was a tendency to surround it.
"Um?"
Taoist Changshi rubbed his eyes. Among the ghosts in front of him, the arrogant and powerful ghosts were not the ones he saw just now.
Moreover, all the ghosts under his command were also replaced by the other party.
Why does it seem like my feet have changed directions in the blink of an eye?
The ghosts are indeed strange and unpredictable, and they will use these illusions as soon as they meet them, trying to disrupt their thinking.
"Wither bug tricks."
In the team, several gray-haired old Taoist priests snorted coldly.
However, there are at least dozens of 'Fangshi Taoists' and fellow disciples who have the same idea, distributed in all directions, and have already formed a siege on the mourning general's army.
The mourning general's expression was solemn, and he was no longer as arrogant as before. Reports from evil spies came from all directions.
At first, it went very smoothly. They killed each other's ears to retaliate, and no news could be sent back.
However, an accident soon occurred.
Taoist Changshi and his party numbered no more than five hundred at most, and the hundreds of thousands of troops under his command were a crushing comparison.
However……
"Report, Taoist Changshi and his men appeared opposite Boss Wang."
"Coirella will report back. He is surrounded by two Taoist priests led by Changshi."
"General, the number of Taoist Changshi opposite us has increased by two, and the number of practitioners around him has also doubled."
Bad news comes one after another.
"What are you so worried about?"
The mourning general said with a cold face, "The person responsible for this trick is their ancestor."
He took a command arrow and sent out a soldier and horse under his command to test one or two.
"Let General Xu Jia lead his troops to sweep away these illusions."
General Xujia is also a fierce ghost himself, with fifteen thousand elite soldiers under his command. Moreover, as a ghost clan, it is instinct to manipulate illusions, and he will definitely be able to break the deception set up by Taoist Changshi.
Taoist Changshi also discovered that something was wrong. Why were reinforcements appearing around him? When he took a closer look, he saw that the reinforcements were him.
Through interrogation, magical eyes and other means to investigate, the 'Feldspar Taoists' who had these mirror images cast down were all determined to be a deception constructed by the illusion.
"I understand, Wang Fu's so-called Octagonal Mirror Array allows us to divide so many shadows and confuse the sight of ghosts."
Taoist Changshi nodded. This move was deliberate. Although it had little effect, it could protect the real person hidden in many illusions.
"Master, separate a group of people from the ghost formation and sweep the surrounding areas. The opponent's purpose is to extinguish the illusion."
Lu Erqiao was shocked when he saw this.
Unexpectedly, the mourning general was also cunning. He acted as a vanguard and was not fooled.
The current battle situation is quite interesting. The ghosts, who always confuse people with illusions, are ready to fight head-on.
Instead, the practitioner relied on "illusion" to divide the shadows, so that the ghosts could not tell where the real body was?
Man and ghost are turned upside down.
"kill."
General Xu Jia led his 15,000 troops, turned into a turbid torrent, rushed out of the formation, and rushed directly towards the nearest group of people on the opposite side. Standing in the front was 'Taoist Changshi'.
Taoist Changshi raised his head and thought, what a bad luck it is, I am the main body, how come I have to face the army of ghosts as soon as I come up.
However, the inner thoughts of other Taoist priests are that this illusion will definitely not be preserved, and I, myself, have to prepare for a tough battle.