"My lord, will the way of war in the future become a contest between warriors flying into the sky and escaping from the earth?"

In the Rakshasa military camp, in front of the bonfire, Wu Duoduo looked at the commoner king in front of him, who was only a few years older than him, and asked.

Since this war, many previous war methods have changed, and he no longer even knows what the future war pattern will be.

"Won't."

When Li Ziye heard the question from Prince Donglin, he shook his head slightly and said, "Prince, it's because you stand too high that you feel that you are surrounded by martial arts masters. In fact, this number is far greater than you imagined."

The outcome of the war is still determined by the seemingly ordinary soldiers in front of us. The individual combat capabilities of martial arts masters are indeed very strong. However, until they form a sufficient scale, they still cannot compete with a war machine like the regular army.

"

Of course, with the exception of powerful men like Rushou and Taiyuan, as the only two old monsters in the world, there is no doubt that they have the ability to single-handedly change the direction of a war.

It is a pity that powerful men of this level cannot be mass-produced, otherwise, the so-called winter catastrophe will no longer be terrifying.

According to his asteroid theory, even if the polar winter is caused by asteroids blocking sunlight, more than a thousand abyss would be enough to solve the problem.

There is no problem in this world that Taiyuan cannot solve. If one problem cannot be solved, then there will be a thousand problems.

"Your Majesty, my subordinates still don't understand something. Why do we have to keep on the road, but never confront the Western Army in Mobei, and let them march straight in?"

Wu Duoduo looked at the commoner king in front of him and expressed the doubts he had always had. This was also the doubt in the hearts of many soldiers.

"Quite simply, bad timing."

Li Ziye said calmly, "What is the best situation when infantry and cavalry are fighting?"

"Defend the city or take advantage of the danger." Wu Duoduo replied.

"good."

Li Ziye nodded and said, "However, our Dashang is basically a plain. In fact, there are not many natural dangers to defend. In addition, most of Dashang's cities are in disrepair. You also know the reason why. Defending the city or taking advantage of the danger

There are not many opportunities to defend."

Wu Duoduo fell silent after hearing this.

The Great Shang Dynasty has been at peace for too long. Thousands of years of peace have completely worn away the fangs of the tigers of the past.

Within Dashang territory, especially south of the capital city, except for a few forts, most of the cities have gradually decayed over thousands of years, and cannot be repaired in a short time.

"If there are no cities or natural dangers to defend, how can the infantry deal with the cavalry on the plains?" Li Ziye continued to ask.

"Dig trenches, set traps, and form arrays to deal with them." Wu Duoduo responded skillfully.

"It seems that the prince has been reading military books a lot."

Li Ziye nodded and said, "The method mentioned by the Crown Prince is indeed the best way to deal with the cavalry. However, the methods in the military books all teach us how to deal with the cavalry passively. However, there is a fact that we cannot ignore.

If the infantry can win, they can fight. If they cannot win, they can leave. On the plains, as long as the opponent's commander is not stupid, he will not fight us to the end. Instead of confronting us head-on, he will choose to fight on the run or fly a kite.

No matter how many infantry there are, there is not enough food for the cavalry."

"Then what time did the prince mention?" Wu Duoduo asked puzzledly.

"When the enemy makes mistakes actively, or we force them to make mistakes passively."

Li Ziye replied, "I am different from your father. King Donglin is good at guarding, but I am good at using strange weapons. Therefore, I will not take action easily before the opportunity arises. And the prince is a weapon in my hands."

A trump card must be played at the most critical moment."

At this point, Li Ziye changed his tone and said with a smile, "So, the Crown Prince might as well borrow some people from King Donglin. After all, you don't need so many martial arts masters to defend the city. It would be a waste for King Donglin to keep so many masters."

Among the martial kings of the Great Shang Dynasty, King Donglin had the most prominent background. He was the representative of the aristocratic martial kings and had the richest family fortune. If he did not dig some corners, he would really be sorry for his reputation as Li Ba Mao.

When Wu Duoduo heard that the commoner king had changed the topic again, he looked speechless. After a moment, he nodded and said, "Tomorrow, I will send a letter to my father to ask about it."

Just when Li Ziye was trying to poach a corner from King Donglin through Wu Duoduo.

In the distance, under the same moonlight, Wen Xiu Ru, the battle of Tripitaka has reached a critical moment.

The moment Wen Xiuru used the Ice True Qi and Tai Chi strength to briefly gain the upper hand with the move of returning to the beginning and returning to the original state, Tripitaka was no longer hidden, his body was covered with golden light, and the realm of the Buddha was opened.

In a moment, in the realm of the Buddha, Brahma rain fell from the sky, and countless golden swastikas appeared under their feet. Then, the Brahma rain gathered in the sky, forming a majestic image of the Buddha Tathagata behind Sanzang.

In front, ten steps away, Wen Xiuru looked at the strange scene in front of him, turning the ancient sword in his hand, awe-inspiring righteousness surging, but his expression did not change.

Confucian disciples are never afraid of gods and Buddhas, let alone just a Buddha statue.

"What realm is this?"

Outside the battle, Farru looked at the statue of Buddha Tathagata behind the Buddha in front of him and asked in confusion.

"Fake."

On the side, Confucius said calmly, "You will know after reading it."

Before the two of them finished speaking, Wen Xiuru had already taken the first step in the battle, and his figure flew in front of Sanzang, slashing down with his sword in a majestic roll.

The sword edge came close, and Sanzang swung the Buddhist beads in his hand, swinging the long sword away, then struck out with a palm, and counterattacked again.

Wen Xiuru didn't dodge or evade, and he met him with a palm. There was a sharp shock, and ice began to form on the palms of both of them, and then it spread rapidly along Sanzang's arms.

"Amitabha."

When Sanzang saw this, he immediately started the battle with a palm of his hand. Buddha energy surged around his body, dispelling the cold air on his arms.

"strangeness."

Outside the battle, Faru said in surprise, "Sanzang's fighting style has not changed, and his field does not seem to have any effect."

"It's already working."

Confucius reminded, "Don't use your eyes, look with your heart."

Fa Ru looked slightly startled when he heard the reminder from the Confucian leader. He quickly reacted, closed his eyes, and felt the battle ahead with his heart.

In an instant, Fa Ru's mind was shaken, and his face showed an expression of disbelief.

Close your eyes and feel it with your inner eye. In the battle ahead, the golden Buddha's realm disappears, replaced by the cold black demonic aura that fills the sky. And in the demonic aura that fills the sky, a demon Yuan Sanzang stands still, with his forehead between his eyebrows.

The black energy surges like a demon.

What is even more shocking is that behind Sanzang, the solemn statue of the Buddha is now full of demonic aura, and its ferocious face no longer shows mercy.

"Demon Heart Demon Buddha."
Chapter completed!