"Kill!" A hundred cavalry rushed in along the position of the general's bow and arrow attack. The formation was neat, but in the forest, the formation could not be maintained like this. It would definitely disperse and lose the military formation, and the combat effectiveness of these soldiers would be reduced by at least 70%.

Sure enough, all kinds of screams came from the forest. It was obvious that the hundreds of soldiers who rushed in were not in good condition, otherwise there would not be so many screams.

"Hmph!" The general in the leadership looked a little ugly, but there was no good way for a while. He could not enter by himself, nor could he draw soldiers into it anymore. He could only hope that his subordinates would be more angry.

The God of War Yujiang has an army of 250,000 under his command, and every soldier is chosen by thousands of soldiers, all of whom are elite soldiers. The God of War Yujiang relies on these 250,000 soldiers to maintain the order of heaven and earth. Anyone who dares to challenge the order of heaven and earth will be conquered by the God of War Yujiang.

The 250,000 army was divided into five units, each with 50,000 people. In addition to the most elite 50,000 people, the remaining 200,000 troops were led by the four generals under the command of the God of War in Yujiang.

Each general guards one side and rotates once a year to maintain the normal operation of the world. Of course, the "normal operation" here refers to the operation according to the will of the God of War in Yujiang.

He is a small team leader under General Heiguang, commanding five hundred cavalry. He is still a smart person. He never messes with some guys who cannot be provoked or are not easy to mess with, so his life is also very comfortable. He goes to the people from time to time to fight grass valleys and improve his life.

It can be said that these soldiers are everything that guarantees a better life now. If these soldiers are too seriously injured, then their current nourishing life will disappear, so he is worried that the soldiers who have lost too many of them in the woods.

"Amitabha, it's good that the general will leave."

After a while, a bald monk in a white robe walked out of the woods. The commander was shocked when he saw only one person. He originally thought that at least a dozen people would have to ambush him so quickly, but he didn't expect that there was only one monk, which proved that the monk's strength was absolutely extraordinary.

"Who are you?" asked the general. He was also the general of His Highness Yujiang God. His subordinates commanded five hundred soldiers. If they were afraid of a bald donkey, how would they command these subordinates in the future?

"Amitabha." The monk waved his hands and rolled his wide monk's robe on his arms. He clasped his hands together and said the Buddha's name. At this moment, the monk's aura was completely different, and he changed from a kind-eyed monk to a glaring Vajra.

The monk's move was very obvious, but it made it difficult for the general to do it. If the other party is too strong, if you retreat, where will you put your face?

"Amitabha!" The monk with his hands folded, and said again. After hearing the monk's voice, the war horses began to restlessly.

The general's face changed and he raised his hand at the same time.

Swish.

He is worthy of being a soldier in the Temple of War God. He is indeed an elite force. He immediately controlled the war horse under his crotch, and at the same time he bent his bow and arrow neatly aimed at the monk.

"Monk, retreat quickly, otherwise don't blame the swords and swords of this general for being ruthless." The general looked at the white-robed monk and said in a deep voice. These hundreds of bows and arrows seemed to give him a lot of confidence and courage.

"..." The monk still kept his hands closed and his eyes slightly closed, as if he had not heard the general's words.

"Shoot the arrow!" I felt that I was ignored. The general waved his hand and hundreds of soldiers released the bowstrings in his hands at the same time. Hundreds of bows and arrows formed an arrow curtain, drawing an arc in the air to cover the monk.

"Amitabha." The monk chanted the Buddha's name in his mouth, took steps, and walked towards the army in the rain of arrows, and did not dodge the oncoming bows and arrows.

When these bows and arrows approached the monk, they seemed to shoot on a barrier, causing ripples in the air. In the end, they all fell to the ground without hitting the monk.

"Hmph, pretend to be a god!" I don't know if it was a courageous person. The commander said, "Bending the bow and shooting arrows, and with a bang, the arrows on the string turned into black light, and dust rolled up wherever they passed, shooting at the monk.

"Hmph, but that's it." Looking at the monk hit by the arrow, the general said disdainfully. He felt that he had been too careful before.

"General...General, you... look!" Several soldiers beside the general pointed at the white-robed monk and said, his voice trembling.

"What are you calling it blindly? That smelly and...what!" The general turned around and was shocked by the scene he saw. The arrow did hit the monk, but the arrow was bitten in the mouth by the monk and could not hurt him at all.

If the monk took it with both hands, even if he was clamped with two fingers, he would not have been so surprised. However, the arrow was taken by the teeth, which was several times more difficult than the fingers.

"Puff." The monk in white robe spat gently, and the arrow in his mouth flew backwards towards the general, but the speed was not fast. The general was shocked. What scared him the most was that he had clearly seen the flight path of the arrow, but his body seemed to be trapped in a quagmire and could not move at all, let alone avoiding the arrow.

In the eyes of the soldiers next to them, their boss seemed to be stupid, staring blankly at the arrow motionless, waiting for the arrow to hit him.

However, what the soldiers even more difficult to understand is that although the arrow hit the general, the arrow did not seem to have as much power as imagined. It just gently hit the armor on the general's chest and then fell to the ground.

The soldier next to him looked at this scene with a confused look on his face. What was going on?

"Let's go!" The general looked ugly and waved his hand. He knew that he could survive because the monk showed mercy. This monk had never hurt a single life since he took action. No matter how good the face is, what's the use of face?

"Please leave the donor behind, please." The white-robed monk pointed at the strong man who was captured alive by the temple soldiers before.

"Let him go." The general gritted his teeth and said. The soldiers naturally did not dare to disobey. They put down the strong man, then turned their horse's head and prepared to leave.

"What a kind monk, monk, do you know that if you let these soldiers go, they will make a comeback in the future, and these innocent villagers will still not be able to survive." Just as the soldiers were about to leave, a voice came from behind the team.
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