"How did the Taoist soldiers I designed become like this?"

When Li Yan followed the sacrificial sensation and saw the shape of the Wuxiang Dao Soldier, he was speechless.

The word "no form" is a Buddhist term, which refers to the true reality obtained after getting rid of the secular worldly understanding of form, and contains profound Buddhist principles.

Li Yan actually designed several types of Taoist soldiers. The reason why he gave the training method of Wuxiang Taoist soldiers to King Goryeo was that Goryeo was very respectful to Buddhism and could be better accepted. At the same time, it was because this Taoist soldiers were the fastest to be quickly formed.

It is precisely because he knows that time is too fast to be perfect, and his expectations are also low. However, after he really appears, this strange look, combined with the flat face of the Korean man, has a sinister impact and a terrifying style...

"Anyway, let's take a look at the actual effect first!"

The appearance of the Taoist soldiers brought a shot of a heart-warming shot to the whole country of Goryeo, and the war reports sent back by Dingzhou made the subjects frightened and angry.

Prince Wang said in a trembling voice: "With just three hundred cavalry, we have broken the Dingzhou Pass City guarded by Cui Hongzai. Are these women all beasts? How could they be so powerful?"

"I underestimated the Jurchens before. If they really rise up, I will be in danger of Goryeo!"

When King Goryeo heard this news, he was still scared, and then he found his determination: "The commander Yin Shumi, as long as the woman invades my Goryeo territory, he will wipe it out at all costs. I will never discuss peace this time!"

Yin Shumi was the governor of the Privy Council of Goryeo, the most trusted and trustworthy minister of King Goryeo. He was the leader of the Jurchens before, and was defeated and returned. However, he still entrusted him with trust and recruited the "Baowu Class" to train. Before going to the expedition, he personally gave the jing and the axe in Chongguang Palace and appointed him as the marshal of the military power.

But listening to the decisive voice of King Goryeo, the prince's face changed slightly, and he advised: "Father, the daughter is so powerful, the Liao people will definitely not tolerate it. After all, Goryeo is only a vassal state of the Great Liao Dynasty. Why should we make a strong move? Just take a step back appropriately!"

The muscles on the cheeks of King Goryeo twitched: "A year ago, this group of thieves occupied Dingzhou Pass City, burned the frontier, and plundered a large number of Goryeo people as slaves. I retreated and instead compensated the other party's military rations and supplies. Therefore, a year later, these thieves tasted the sweetness and came to plunder again!"

"You can't make any mistakes any more. As long as the two places border and if the Nu Zhi is not destroyed, we will always be threatened. What's more, the powerful woman will be weak in my king's Wuxiang Dao Army?"

"As the prince, you should consider your subjects and not be timid. Don't mention this matter again. Wait for the good news from the front line!"

The prince keenly noticed that the father's attitude towards him had changed, and he felt very nervous and hurriedly retreated aside, not daring to say more.

This decree was quickly delivered to Yin Guan, the Privy Council envoy who led a 100,000 army to the front line, through rapid rush.

After he looked carefully, he circulated it to the left and right generals, and said with a caress: "After all, the king is a wise lord, no more than the mediocre and foolish emperor of the Southern Dynasty. Such a firm pursuit of war really encourages the morale of the three armies!"

The generals looked different when they saw it.

Some people who had really competed with their daughter a year ago and survived by chance are still scared and their faces are suddenly ugly.

Some people had long felt that bowing their heads to the little fishing and hunting people was too shameful, and immediately responded: "We should live up to Wang En and avenge our previous shame!"

Yin Guan is also a staunch pro-war faction. Although he was defeated before, he did not go to the front line in person, but instead took charge of the command and was fled back by the defeated army.

Now commanding a hundred thousand troops has made him feel a little fluttered. The magic of the Taoist soldiers he had seen before made him even more prepared tactics: "Send scouts quickly to determine the whereabouts of the thieves, and let the Wuxiang Dao soldiers attack and attack the morale of the thieves. Our army will push forward in one fell swoop, so we will not be afraid that the thieves will not be defeated!"

Wanyan Osai's army is easy to inquire. Killing people and setting fires all the way is like entering a no-man's land.

Obviously, the other party is also pursuing a big battle. Taking advantage of the large-scale "Baowu Class" not long after it was formed, it was negligent in the training stage to completely defeat it.

The two sides hit it off and chose Xuande City as the place of war.

"Are you a hundred thousand people? As my brother said, they are all mobs!"

Wanyan Osai stood on the city wall, behind him was Xuande City with a raging fire. The wailing of burning, killing, and plundering in the air was faintly echoing in the air. It was a hell on earth, and in front of him was the Goryeo army heading forth. With amazing eyesight, he could see the Divine Cavalry, Divine Infantry and Demon Subduing Army clearly, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised, revealing a strong disdain.

Because he saw that the Divine Cavalry was not good at riding, it was obvious that he had not practiced for a long time.

The Divine Infantry Army has gathered together. The scattered pace and formation are not effective at all when the war begins. Once they are at a disadvantage, they will immediately disperse and trample on each other.

Only the demon-subduing army formed by the monks had a few military formations, but the number was not large, and it was also an infantry battle. With the Jurchen riding skills, it could be easily bypassed.

Wanyan Osai didn't understand why King Goryeo thought that such an army could win the war.

In comparison, the division of labor among the Jurchens is extremely clear. The elderly, weak, women and children are all in the rear. All those who go into battle are elite and powerful men. It is not expensive for the most. It has always been the purpose of Wanyan.

Of course, this is inseparable from the hard life. Whether it is to capture Hai Dongqing for the Khitan nobles or to catch pearls, it requires a strong and capable person to be competent. With generations of competitive choices, the weaker ones are ruthlessly eliminated. Only extremely strong men are worthy of leading their families to survive in the clan.

Now, this group of strong men gathered behind Wanyan Osai, listening to the leader's order: "Go out of the city to meet the enemy, and the soldiers will be ten teams, and attack them one after another, shoot and kill cavalry, attack the infantry, and avoid monks. This time we will defeat this 100,000 Korean army!"

A thousand people faced a 100,000 army and were divided into ten teams. However, the Jurchens did not care, but instead responded loudly: "Abide by the order!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Looking at the rainbow of morale, Wanyan Osai laughed and told him specifically: "Brothers, protect yourself, don't leave it in the hands of this group of Goryeo people. If you get their food and supplies, we will defeat the Khitans and never be bullied again!"

The Jurchen cavalry laughed: "Don't worry, General!"

This time, it is not as good as the destruction of the Dingzhou city wall. It is impossible to fight outside the wild, but the Jurchens have this confidence that in the situation of few enemies, they can still reduce their casualties to almost miraculous levels, so this statement is not a pure big talk...

However, this time, they had just left the city, when the cavalry located on the outermost side suddenly screamed, their bodies tilted, and fell to the side.

With the Jurchen riding skills, riding on a horse was like walking on a flat ground. What happened at this time was almost impossible. But one screamed one after another, and more than one fell down, and then he started to fight and struggle on the ground.

From the eyes of the bystanders, this scene was both ridiculous and terrifying, because their tribesmen were waving their hands and feet, fighting the air, but there was a faint and dull sound of striking, and a muffled groan that could not be suppressed.

"What's going on?"

When the commotion sounded behind, Wanyan Osai never expected such a variable, so he turned his horse's head to check it out.

A scene that made his eyes burst out happened.

The Jurchen cavalry who fell to the ground suddenly pulled out the sword on his waist, suspended in the air, and slashed hard.

The Jurchen cavalry reacted very quickly, rolling on the ground and avoiding three consecutive swords, but the invisible enemy was difficult to fight back, and the fourth sword could not be avoided in the end.

At the critical moment, the Jurchen cavalry showed ruthlessness, closed his eyes, stretched out his feet almost instinctively, and kicked them hard in front of him.

"ah!!"

The screams were extremely clear this time, and a wave appeared in the air. A figure flew out and hit the ground not far away.

The scimitar fell down, but soon stopped in mid-air again, changed to another angle, and slashed it down with one knife.

"Swish!"

This time, the Jurchens could no longer avoid it, half of their neck was cut open, and blood gushed out.

When he was dying, he wanted to fight back, but the knife suddenly stabbed him in the abdomen and stabbed him six or seven times in a very short period of time.

Finally, the man spread his limbs softly, his eyes widened upwards, losing his spirit.

Such situations occur in different places.

As each scimitar fell, every three Formless Taoist soldiers targeted a Jurchen cavalry. In less than a quarter of an hour, at least thirty or forty people died under their offensive.

"ah!!"

Seeing the tribe members who were robbing just now, one by one fell swooping powerlessly, Wanyan Osai roared in anger: "Enemy attack! It is the left-right method of the Central Plains that we cannot see!"

If it were someone else, it might not be able to react, but Wanyan Osai instantly remembered that his brother Wanyan Agu went to Yanjing. He was originally planning to control the defeated Yelu De, but was stopped by two Central Plains Song people.

At that time, the two Central Plains people used similar methods to rob the Imperial Brother King. Later, the elder brother asked the shaman priests in the clan and intended to let them come forward to use the magic mantra to break this method.

But when they attacked Goryeo, they really did not make such preparations. At this time, there were no priests in the army, so they were hit by such unexpected blows and suffered heavy losses.

What's even more terrifying is that the opponent's Goryeo army took the opportunity to suppress it, and the Jurchen cavalry on the other side were already in agitation when they saw that the situation was not good.

Under the extremely dangerous situation, Wanyan Osai yelled wildly: "Don't stop where you are. Obey my orders, and ten teams will rush!"

After saying that, he picked up the horn at his waist and blew it. The horn sounded all over the world, which surprised Li Yan in the air that the Jurchen cavalry had really reorganized the formation and charged out according to the original plan.

"Ordinary soldiers encountered such a magical offensive. The huge psychological pressure alone was enough to disintegrate morale. However, these Jurchens were 'more and patient', and they were really powerful!"

Just as Li Yan sighed, Wanyan Osai, who was blowing the horn, also encountered an attack. Seven or eight nearby Wuxiang Dao soldiers immediately abandoned their target and touched them directly.

"call!"

The strong wind suddenly blew on his face. Wanyan Osaili knew that it was not good, so he stopped blowing the trumpet and dodged sideways, but the shoulder on the other side was hit hard.

Fortunately, the force of the blow was not very strong, and he did not break his muscles and bones. He just shook his body, and then the weapon on his waist was pulled out again.

Wanyan Osai immediately kicked out, but while kicking a Wuxiang Dao soldier away, the scimitar was pulled out and slashed towards him.

In normal confrontation, both fists are often hard to match four hands, not to mention that one side is still invisible. Wanyan Osai was unable to defend himself and was still slashed on his arm with a knife.

"These enemies must be captured!"

He groaned, not only did not panic and fear after seeing the blood, but instead calmed down more and more. He suddenly covered the wound on his shoulders and squeezed it to death. As the blood gushed out, his palms were swung out, and a hot stream of qi and blood was spilling out instantly.

With a squeak, the air in front of me was torn off a layer of paper, and two figures appeared out of thin air.

"Blood! The enemy is afraid of blood!!"

Amid Wanyan Osai's shouts, the remaining Jurchen soldiers began to counterattack immediately. Some slashed a scar in their palms, and some even used the bodies of the same tribe that had just fallen to spill blood and sprayed out the Wuxiang Dao soldiers.

"This method of resolving is really barbaric and effective!"

Li Yan frowned.

The Taoist methods in this world are vaguely restrained by the masculine qi and blood, and the invisible effect of the Wuxiang Taoist Soldier was inspired by the virtual effect of the magic weapon and the secluded armor, and it is not invincible.

First of all, the emptiness can pass through the wall and cross the boundaries. This kind of invisibility can only make people visually difficult to detect. With his eyesight strengthened by the Yogacara power, he can see the vague outline of the human body after careful discernment. The previous striking sounds also prove their existence.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Secondly, there are restrictions on wearing, which can only cover up a specific color of robes, must be barefoot, and cannot carry weapons. Therefore, the attack method of the Wuxiang Dao soldiers at this time can only be to overturn the Jurchen cavalry first, then snatch their weapons, and finally assassinate them.

Even if the restrictions are not small, it is already hard to defend. Just as the flying gods in the original work killed Liangshan and abandoned their armor, Zhang Xian's Fengmo Taoist soldiers could defeat the enemy every time they went to fight. Taoist soldiers were originally an absolute advantage in small-scale confrontations, and they were also very harsh in selection. There were only these 300 Taoist soldiers in Goryeo. It was not that they were reluctant to leave, but that they could not choose more suitable candidates in a short period of time.

As a result, the Jurchens rose up to resist. Not only did the three hundred Wuxiang Dao soldiers have not killed fifty Jurchen soldiers, but their invisibility was still broken by blood.

Once you appear, the situation will reverse instantly.

"Die! Die!"

When Wanyan Osai saw the outline of the enemy, he not only quickly regained his weapons, launched a counterattack, but even captured them, raised them high above his head, and roared them open.

"ah--"
To be continued...