Chapter 715 The War

The siege began suddenly, 50,000 monks and soldiers holding Zen staffs, dharma swords, shields and other blades and weapons, the rising tide of the sea like a violent sweep towards the pass; the siege began logically, because they had gathered outside the pass for a long enough time, and the generals and soldiers of the army of the Returning Righteousness at the head of the pass had long since finished preparing for the battle.

Long days of winter sunshine, the four fields of sunshine, rolling smoke and dust at the feet of the monks and soldiers who could not see the edge of the sea, wave after wave tumbling up, this is the yellow sea of mud and sand, without half an exaggeration.

The gateway trembled, a fine dust swirled up half an inch from the rammed earth walls, and a wisp of fine sand poured down.

In the trembling is not only the Yangguan, the land outside the same, neat footsteps over the sound of war drums, as if a burst of thunder, Wood a face will be throu