Chapter 512: Conversion
The sound of war drums was deafening, shaking the sky. The two armies faced off, and two boundless lines of troops collided with each other. There was no need to worry about any cultivation techniques, they just killed in the most efficient and fastest way.

The Ming soldiers tore off their red armor, the armor opened and closed with a sound, the external bones on their arms bulged, muscles protruded, and on the top were blades that oscillated at high speeds. Under their control, some had at least two blood-tendon whip blades, and some had seven or eight. In an instant, they tore a big hole in the human net, and the bean soldiers who came to fight were either cut in half or torn into pieces.

They are Sharp Gold Soldiers, who only attack and not defend. They defend themselves only with armor made of rare gold and bodies transformed by neural worms. The only purpose of these Sharp Gold Soldiers is to force a breakthrough with their sharp force.

The second echelon was the spearmen, equipped with two long spears and dozens of short spears. The long spears could break armor, while the short spears could kill enemies at long range or near range. With a wave of their hands, the short spears could fly through the air and pierce the bodies of several people, leaving large bloody holes before returning again.

Behind them were the Law-Breaking Archers, divided into groups of three. Each group consisted of one Law-Breaking Archer and two heavily-armored shield guards. They were responsible for killing the monks in the Dajing Formation.

On the Dajing side, there are countless bean soldiers and a large number of Xuanmen monks. Compared with the balanced combat power of the Daming Dynasty, the bean soldiers on the Dajing side only obey military orders and the command of the military flags. They serve as a barrier of flesh and blood and are fearless of death. The Xuanmen monks kill desperately with all kinds of righteous magical powers.

The human wall of bean soldiers and the monks with superior combat power cooperate with each other to form a highly efficient killing method. However, precisely because of the critical importance of the monks, they are often attacked by the Ming soldiers as soon as they show their heads and are surrounded and killed one by one. If they want to stay alive, they can only rely on the bean soldiers to defend against the killing moves and their own life-saving means.

In front of Han Xin was a huge sand table with various symbols on it. Each symbol represented hundreds of thousands of troops. As the commander-in-chief of the army and the command center, he was not only controlling the battlefield here, but also commanding the military operations of the entire Yellow River front.

The confrontation between Daming and Dajing was not limited to this place, but along the Yellow River, all the major cities upstream and downstream were fighting. Such a large mobilization of manpower was undoubtedly extremely exhausting.

But Han Xin did not show the slightest sign of fatigue. He waved his hand and shook out a handful of soybeans. The beans took root, grew bodies, and transformed into bean soldiers by the method of scattering beans to make soldiers. They rushed into the battlefield. They were inexhaustible and could not be killed. At the same time, countless beans that he had refined were activated all over the battle line and transformed into bean soldiers to join the battle.

"As always, after the initial tragic casualties, the battle will become tense," he said, "but the difference is that this time, no cards on the chessboard are put on the table. Unless one side overwhelms the other, there will be no retreat."

Wang Yansheng looked at the place where the two armies fought, which had turned into a huge grinding wheel of flesh and blood. Countless broken limbs and arms were scattered around, and were trampled into meat paste and blood by more soldiers. The entire battlefield was raised three times higher out of thin air.

"Send the remaining monks up there and inform them that this battle is a fight to the death or victory, there is no surrender."

He opened his mouth and said that at the moment it was just a test between the two sides, and only low-level cultivators and grassroots soldiers were dispatched. The nerve worm host and the law-breaking general of the Ming side had not yet been dispatched, and the immortals from various sects and schools on the Dajing side had not entered the battlefield either. This battle still needs to be fought!
Military orders are as firm as mountains. Once Wang Yansheng opened his mouth, even if the righteous cultivators were unwilling, they could only look at each other, turn into rainbow lights and fly away to join the battlefield due to the overwhelming force of the situation.

A scholar in a green robe gently waved his feather fan and said, "How dare you, a mere clown, to commit such a crime!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and scattered a string of Yin Thunder. One thunder bead covered an area of ​​a hundred miles and could break the Feng Shui situation and pollute the roots of the earth veins. Each Yin Thunder bead exploded, causing corruption for thousands of miles, and when it fell into the crowd, it would cause endless killing.

Before the man could open his mouth to utter a few sarcastic words, a figure suddenly rose up from behind Daming and appeared in front of the scholar in green in an instant. His legs and arms grew like rubber and trapped him tightly. With a loud bang, the whole battlefield was filled with a strong wind, and the gusts of wind made the soldiers below unsteady on their steps. When they looked again, the two figures were gone in the air, and not even a trace of limbs or flesh was left.

"That weird self-destructive immortal monk has been dispatched. This is the strength of the Ming Dynasty. As long as they are killed completely, they will not be able to be revived in a short time!" A monk from Dajingfang shouted. They have been fighting with the Ming Dynasty for a long time. They have cultivated to this level and are naturally familiar with the fighting methods. They have also collected all kinds of intelligence long ago and naturally know the existence of the neurotic host. They have even figured out the characteristics of its resurrection and the time required.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddhist chant was loudly heard, followed by a golden light that became brighter, and a thousand-foot-tall golden body slowly rose up. It was the great master of the righteous path, Zen Master Liaokong. When Liaokong appeared, he showed a compassionate appearance.

"There are no living creatures left in this place, and I have committed murder without reason. Today, I, the old monk, will stop a demonic catastrophe for the common people!"

He waved his hand and the thousand-foot-tall golden body behind him moved. His giant palm fell down and slashed across the sky, dividing the battlefield into two. The Buddha's palm was like a force that cut off the river or the sea, blocking the front of the Ming army, causing the earth to shake.

The reason why the righteous path could unite with Wang Yansheng was actually because Zhang Wuji's actions violated the interests of the righteous path. In addition, through investigations by powerful people from all sides, they discovered that the predecessor of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Cult, was actually the underworld of the Demon Sect. Since ancient times, good and evil cannot coexist. If the Ming Dynasty is allowed to establish a stable country and rule the Central Plains, how can the righteous path be left with any room to breathe?

He is the devil and I am the righteous. When I was in power, I bullied the devil too much. If he gains power one day, won't he bully me like I bully him?

So even though the righteous are extremely reluctant, with Zhang Wuji as a big target, whether it is political correctness or their own interests, working together to get the Ming and Qing dynasties out is the top priority for the righteous!
"You bald donkey, I can't wait for the battle of national destiny, and I'm on the battlefield, but you are pretending to be merciful," a figure appeared, "Not to mention that the people of my Ming Dynasty live and work in peace and contentment, and are richer and more comfortable than yours, but as a monk, why don't you practice in the temple and come to this world!"

"I think your six senses are not pure. Since you have become a monk, don't think about the mundane world and just go to Nirvana!"

After saying this, he raised his fist to his waist, ready to strike, and then shouted: "Today I will smash your golden body, break your glass, and eliminate you, an impure person!"

"Farmer three punches!"

As a punch was thrown, a green gas wrapped around the fist, and then turned into a green-armored dragon with distinct scales, bared fangs and claws, ready to bite its prey.

The green dragon flew out and rushed straight towards the Buddha on the top of the sky. Liao Kong clasped his hands together and lowered his eyebrows: "Master Lu Ji, although we have never fought each other, your evil boxing skills are useless to me."

After saying that, the big Buddha raised his hand, and his thousand-foot-tall true body suppressed it down. He grasped the green dragon's fist in his palm, clasped his hands together, and it disappeared into thin air.

(End of this chapter)