Seeing the two venerables from the north and south approaching him strangely and extremely quickly, He Qing suddenly remembered the demons mentioned in the letter Shang Huaitang wrote to him.
He Qing knew he might not be able to fight the gods and demons, and that the speed at which he advanced was beyond human control. But a general would never retreat without a fight, but his soldiers could retreat before him.
He was the one who led his soldiers. If it wasn't for victory, he would let them go back alive and avoid making unnecessary sacrifices.
He Qing said to his deputy general, "Pass my order, the rear guard of the army will turn to the front guard and retreat quickly to the main camp.
If I die in battle and there is no replacement commander, you must not send troops on your own."
The deputy general wanted to say, we have thousands of soldiers and horses, all of whom are brave and good at fighting, so how can we be afraid of these two people? However, his trust in He Qing and his obedience to his orders for many years made him hesitate for a moment and he decided not to pass on the order.
The army retreated to the camp at a rapid speed. The two venerables saw that He Qing's troops were retreating in an orderly manner like a tide. With the speed of their retreat, even if they killed He Qing and let out those little devils who could not run much at first, they would not be able to eat many fresh ones.
So, the two venerables became faster. He Qing drew his bow and tried. The arrow clearly hit the target, but it passed through their bodies as if it was shot in the air, without causing any harm to the two venerables.
He Qing knew it was all over, but he and his Black Panther still stood firmly in front of the formation.
He Qing thought: Since they are coming for me, I will stand here. The farther away from my soldiers, the more chance my soldiers may have of survival.
The fifty-man personal guard team around He Qing did not move at all. He Qing knew that these people shared life and death with him, and he would not say anything more even if he could persuade them to leave.
He waited quietly for the two venerables to rush forward. He Qing's spear skills and his mount, the Black Panther, had already been in perfect harmony and were superb. He Qing thought, if he waited for them to get close, he might still have a chance to fight them by surprise. If he could not win, he would not let the Black Panther accompany him. If he died, he hoped that it would run back to the camp obediently.
The two demon lords felt that victory was in sight. He Qing's life was at stake and they could not let those soldiers get away so that the little demons could not catch up with them. So they sent a message to the demon clan, ordering the big and small demons to come out for dinner.
The demon soldiers rushed out from the valley behind them. Although some of the little demons stumbled as if they were not used to it, the two venerables knew that as long as they killed the first batch and replenished the demonic energy, the situation would get better and better, and it would become easier and easier to kill the ones later because more and more demons were gaining combat power in the human world.
Suddenly, a Buddhist sound rang in their ears, and the two demon masters slowed down their pace.
The abbot of Tianyuan Temple, Buddhist disciples, little kids and six big monks arrived.
The abbot of Tianyuan Temple and the Buddhist disciple looked at each other and nodded slightly to the little kid. The little kid among the three released his merits, and golden Buddha light shot out like thousands of rays of auspiciousness. The little devil among the demons fell to the ground in the Sanskrit sound, and his figure gradually disappeared in the Buddha light, turning into ashes.
The abbot and Buddhist disciples of Tianyuan Temple used their cultivation to suppress the two venerables in the north and south respectively, and lend a helping hand to the little kid. The tactic of Tianyuan Temple was to eliminate these big and small demons first.
He Qing keenly discovered that these two demon lords seemed unable to take care of both ends, so he waved his hand and asked fifty personal soldiers to draw their bows and shoot again.
Originally, the two venerables were protected by abundant demonic energy all over their bodies, but now, due to the impact of the abbot and the Buddhist disciples' cultivation, cracks kept appearing in the demonic energy all over their bodies. It was inevitable that the rain of arrows from He Qing and his personal soldiers would penetrate into the cracks and hit them.
Seeing that things were not going well, the two venerables wanted to leave first, but if they left, the demons, big and small, who had relied on their demonic energy for nourishment, would find it even more difficult to hold on.
Venerable Nanbei was anxious and wanted to get rid of He Qing and the dozens of people around him first to increase his demonic energy. However, although the distance seemed neither too close nor too far, he was restrained by the abbot and the Buddhist disciples and could not move forward.
The little kid who has the strongest fighting power among the three is still consuming merits, making the big and small demons disappear into ashes in the human world.
However, as the Northern and Southern Venerables continued their confrontation, they gradually realized that the abbot of Tianyuan Temple was rapidly declining in cultivation, and it seemed he could hardly hold out for much longer. Six senior monks stood behind the abbot, but their support could only help him hold out for a little longer.
This discovery made the two venerables in the north and south happy. As long as they were given a chance to catch their breath, the remaining demon soldiers could start killing and the situation could be reversed.
But just when the abbot's face became more and more ugly, the sound of wooden fish was heard, and the shaky Buddhist sound suddenly became clear and powerful again, echoing in the air along with the steady sound of wooden fish.
Everyone looked and saw that it was the abbess of Yunlan Temple leading three nuns walking quickly towards them.
The head nun stepped in to support the abbot of Tianyuan Temple. The two venerables in the north and south were in great confusion. Their demon soldiers, big and small, were destroyed one after another under the golden light of the little kid's Dharma.
Venerable Nanbei was now covered in arrow wounds. Although the damage inflicted by arrows from the human world could be quickly recovered once they returned to the demon world, the pain was now unbearable. Moreover, each wound was rapidly leaking demonic energy, putting them at an increasingly disadvantageous position in the contest with the abbot of Tianyuan Temple, the nun of Yunlan Temple, and the Buddhist disciples.
The two venerables couldn't help but regret that they were careless. If the East and West Venerables, or even the Demon King and Queen, had acted together this time, they wouldn't be as helpless as they are now.
The two venerables remembered that King Guanghuai's army was still ambushing in the valley, so they sent out a magic sound to ask King Guanghuai's army to rush out.
Although these people know Buddhism, they are still mortals after all. They, the demons, cannot defeat Buddhism, but King Guanghuai's army can deal with them, these mortals.
Just let King Guanghuai's men kill these monks and nuns!
He Qing only felt the faint sound of people and horses in the valley, and that King Guanghuai's army seemed to be moving unusually. He roughly understood the intentions of the demons. The monks of Tianyuan Temple and the nuns of Yunlan Temple fought hard against the demons, but the demons were defeated.
Then let King Guanghuai's army rush out to kill the abbot and the nun. In this case, He Qing's army should stand in the front to protect these masters who can exorcise demons.
He Qing ordered his personal soldiers to shoot a command arrow into the air.
Three command arrows with colorful smoke whistles whistled through the air. The troops originally sent to block the other exit immediately charged into the valley from the other side.
When He Qing's troops, who had intended to retreat, saw the order, they changed their formation again and rushed towards the exit of the valley.
The troops led by He Qing were divided into two. Half of them rushed into the valley and joined the troops that entered the valley earlier. The other half guarded the exit of the valley. Anyone who was driven out of the valley would be eliminated on the spot.
For a while, the two sides fought against each other and it was difficult to determine the winner, but gradually, King Guanghuai's troops were beaten to pieces by He Qing.
And the Venerables of the North and the South did not gain any advantage.
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