Chapter 184 Short Soldiers
"Middle Plains monk..." Li Mingyang let go of the monk and turned his head to Yan Kuo.
Yan Kuo looked helpless and said, "Let me tell you, there must be trouble with us."
Li Mingyang shook his head: "It should not come for you. If they chase you, they should come from behind us and should come straight to us, instead of doing it with the same banner as they are now."
Li Mingyang's guess is reasonable. As the saying goes, the thin camel is bigger than the horse. After all, the brothers led by the Yan brothers are all Central Plains monks, all of whom are well-trained monks. If they really want to sneak up, they must quietly approach and then give a fatal blow.
I was somewhat relieved to hear Li Mingyang's analysis of the Yan brothers. After all, they didn't come after them, so that they could feel better. Just thinking about the current situation, everyone is not happy.
"Let's array and get ready." Li Mingyang gave the order decisively.
If you want to talk about the strongest team in Xiliang Mountain now, no one may be able to suppress the rebellion. After all, everyone is fleeing and will not fight with each other unless they have to. But when it comes to the eye-catching team, it must be Li Mingyang and others. A team of more than 10,000 people can't hide even if they want to.
The purpose of these Central Plains monks' trip is still unknown, but judging from the direction of the fleeing monks, those Central Plains monks are bound to pass through here. Once you meet the other party, what will happen is unknown.
No one thinks that such speculation is aimless. Although they think that they will face the Central Plains monks, the people of Jingshan City still set up the formation of refuge very quickly. This time, at the sign of Li Mingyang, all the Jingshan City people who have begun to practice have joined the battle sequence.
More than 300 original monks were all ready, and Yan Kuo and Yan Guang also led people aside to fight. Most importantly, Li Mingyang has given orders to the ram. This battle can only be won but not lost. Even if the appearance of Gongyangwen may make some people keep an eye on it, for the sake of the safety of more than 10,000 people behind him, and for the sake of all those who may participate in the battle, he dares not leave any back this time. Li Mingyang has learned the quality of the Central Plains Monk Team, even if it is a remnant of soldiers. The Yan brothers in the state of defeat can lead people to win more with fewer, and almost zero damage to eliminate a group of powerful mountain thieves, not to mention the Central Plains's monk team with a neat military appearance.
In fact, when it comes to high-end combat power, Li Mingyang's team is not lacking. Now there are more brothers from the Yan family, and the two work together to be as strong in the real spiritual world, which is even more horrible than Guo Yunshan. However, in large-scale battles, it depends more on the cooperation of low-level monks. Of course, a perverted guy like Gong Yangwen can't be used as a theory.
Li Mingyang quietly turned around and whispered to He Chaorong, "Let our people prepare all the guys and use them this time."
He Chaorong stole a little excitedly, touched his belt and walked back.
The reaction of the people of Jingshan City fell in the eyes of many fleeing monks. The guys who could escape their lives in the chaos in the south were naturally people with a little vision. After seeing such a large team across here, they did not have the panic just now. When the sky collapsed, there was a high ceiling. Now that so many people appear here for ghosts, they naturally don't have to worry about being targeted by the first one.
The people of Zhenling Pavilion have not been abandoned by Li Mingyang for a long time. Soon they also learned what had happened in front of them from other fleeing monks. Yuan Han gritted his teeth and took people to follow.
"Esbyterian Yuan, do you think they can hide this time?" Li Fu'an asked.
"I don't know, maybe these Central Plains monks won't make things difficult for them." Yuan Han pretended to be.
"Ep> Elder Yuan is dishonest. You must be eager for them to die." Li Fu'an laughed.
Yuan Han smiled and said nothing.
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Zhou Yi rushed into Xiliang Mountain with his men. He enjoyed the feeling at this time very much. Looking at the southern monks in Xiliang Mountain and seeing him fleeing in a hurry, his vanity suddenly got great satisfaction.
"I didn't expect that such a broken mountain had gathered so many monks, but since I came, they had to continue to move." Zhou Yi looked excited and killed a southern monk who escaped a little slowly.
The adjutant followed Zhou Yi and wanted to dissuade him a few more words, but in the end he shut up knowingly. The order to kill half of them before departure obviously doesn't work at all on Zhou Yi. If you don't want to be scolded as a pig's head again, the best way is to shut up.
"Try to my lord that there are many people ten miles ahead." On the way forward, the forward troops suddenly sent someone back to report.
"How many people are there?" Zhou Yi asked.
"About 10,000, nearly 20,000."
"more than 10,000?" Zhou Yi's pupils shrank, and his face finally showed surprise: "How can there be so many monks here?" Although Zhou Yi is arrogant, he is not stupid. There are only 2,000 people under him. If more than 10,000 people fight against him, even if the other party is a group of southern monks who have not been trained and cooperate with the battle, it is impossible to win. Under the absolute disadvantage of power, the so-called tactics are often just a joke.
"Your excellency, the vast majority of the more than 10,000 people in front are ordinary people, and the number of monks is only *100."
Hearing his subordinate's report, Zhou Yi slapped him in the face angrily: "What's wrong with your mother's tongue? Can't you finish speaking in one breath?"
After scolding, Zhou Yi shouted, "The whole army went out to destroy the remnants of the south. When I met Uncle's team, I could only blame them for their bad luck.
"Your Excellency, we are here to kill, but it's not good to slaughter civilians." The adjutant finally couldn't help but come forward to dissuade him.
"Who knows whether they are civilians or monks? Can you guarantee that they don't have spiritual roots? We don't kill the civilians in the city, but these people run out. Can you say that they have no problem? Zhou Yi turned back angrily and said, "I repeat, if you can follow me, and get out of here if you like."
The adjutant's face turned red, and in the end he could only lower his head with hatred.
Under the leadership of Zhou Yi, a group of 2,000 people killed the past.
"Come on, come on, that's the group of people, that's them." When Zhou Yi first appeared with people, some monks hiding behind the team of Jingshan City began to talk.
In fact, they have heard of this strange team before. They wanted to inquire about their details before, but they didn't expect to see that they were going to war with the Central Plains monks when they saw it today.
"I feel that these people are absolutely crazy. Do they think it's a street fight? They can win by more people?"
"Otherwise, what else can we do? Why don't we wait for the other party to kill?"
"They can't kill civilians."
"With those Central Plains monks, how many human beings can you expect them to kill those who have surrendered? What's wrong with civilians?"
"Alas..."
"Now if any boss in the south says that he wants to stop the army that resists the Central Plains monks, I will definitely save my life. His grandmother's strength is not much worse than theirs, but without their cooperation. Thinking about it, it's really hard to lose."
"I can't help it. No one expected that the battle of the monks could rise to the height of the war. At this time, who doesn't want to come out, and who really has the strength to rise?"
"Alas..."
Between two sighs, Zhou Yi's team has quickly formed a formation and stopped in front of Li Mingyang and others. Seeing the speed of their formation, Li Mingyang secretly had a headache. This was indeed a well-trained Central Plains team, and he immediately abandoned the little luck he had before.
Looking at the team waiting in front of him, Zhou Yipi smiled and said, "I didn't expect that a group of refugees could have such a momentum. It seems that the leader of the team really has two things."
Zhou Yi did not hide his sarcasm at all, and the people around him had nothing to say. After all, he did have the strength of sarcasm. What is rare is that no one in Li Mingyang and his group looked angry, and they all looked at Zhou Yi on the opposite side calmly.
With no see the expected rage reaction, Zhou Yi looked at Li Mingyang and others unexpectedly, and then smiled and said to the adjutant beside him, "These people are deaf and blind. Can't you hear or see them? Or do you want to fool through by pretending to be deaf? After saying that, Zhou Yi laughed even more exaggeratedly. He already thought that Li Mingyang and others were scared by his heroic posture.
The adjutant was silent, but there was a little more lingering worry in his eyes. Looking at these ordinary people who were really like refugees, he was panicked. Suddenly, he didn't say a word and turned around and walked back.
"What are you going to do?" Zhou Yi stopped laughing and looked back doubtfully.
"I won't do it with you." The adjutant put down a sentence and accelerated away directly to see that he was a little escaping.
A trace of viciousness flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes. He just wanted to chase him but thought of the situation in front of him. He immediately sent a few people and said, "Go and bring him back to see people and corpses."
While Zhou Yi was busy arresting his adjutant and thinking about how to punish this guy who made a fool of himself, Li Mingyang slowly raised his right hand and raised his voice, "One battalion, get ready."
Since Zhou Yi led people to appear, no one on Li Mingyang's side has said a word, not even any obvious action. As Li Mingyang suddenly raised his hand and issued an order, everyone's eyes were finally attracted by his raised right hand.
"Oh, is he going to take the lead?" Seeing Li Mingyang's sudden order, Zhou Yi looked at the past with a smile and didn't even think about the adjutant who had just left the team.
It's just that when Zhou Yi looked over curiously, he couldn't help but be stunned.
After Li Mingyang gave an order, the amazing thing that stood up was not a monk, but a group of ordinary people.
Seeing this scene, everyone was puzzled, "What on earth does this boy want to do?"