The army of the workers was slowly mobilized and gathered on this vast plain. From the slow-gradual tower, the army of the Wenwan army was slimly exerting the will of the chief general, holding swords, spears, and halberds in his hands, and running towards his position quickly.

The generals riding a war horse held up their long sword and shouted loudly. The commanders holding small flags rushed through the army, conveying the general's orders.

The dissipated Huang sat under the movement of the army, and once again the two armies were filled with richness. Before the confrontation, the murderous aura of the two armies rushing in front of the formation had gradually condensed, as if an invisible hand was squeezing the hearts of more than 100,000 people. Under the clear spring day, the atmosphere in front of the two armies became heavy.

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This is a decisive battle of a large army in the true sense. The formations formed by both sides are clearly telling the opponent's main general that this is a decisive battle to the death!

More than 100,000 people moved slowly and quietly, only the shouts of generals and commanders echoed one after another in the square formation. In addition, there were only the neat sound of Xing Yi's footsteps and the friction of the iron leaves of the armor, which were sonorous and powerful, like dark clouds pressing on the top, like Mount Tai was about to fall.

Fang Zheng rode on the horse. He watched the soldiers as the soldiers as dense as locusts on the plains ran quickly and lined up, and couldn't help but feel secretly shocked.

I watched a movie in my previous life. There was also a so-called decisive battle between the army. The flags covered the sun and the sound was shocking, which seemed extremely spectacular. At least he felt a lot of passion in his heart at that time. Although he later learned that the scene of the decisive battle of ten thousand people filmed by the movie was just one or two thousand extras shouting there, he was still deeply immersed in the magnificent and energetic scene.

Now he has seen a war scene with more than 100,000 people with his own eyes, and he himself is the main general of one of them. Fang Zheng’s surging feelings at this time are self-evident. Compared with this real battle of ten thousand people, the so-called big scenes in the movie are simply a bunch of garbage!

After stuttering a few words, Fang Zheng's heart became heavy again. He saw that although he had formed an encirclement of the King of Thailand's chaos, the King of Thailand had at least 70,000 soldiers, just in terms of the number of infantry. Both sides were similar. If they wanted to wipe out this huge chaos, it would be unlikely. If the situation was not good, the King of Thailand would likely escape in the chaos. He ran away, and he didn't know when he would be able to catch him.

He confronted King Qin twice openly and secretly. Fang Zheng deeply felt that the King of Thailand is much more scheming than the Secretary of the Shangshu Pan and the Prince. He could endure it for more than ten years, and he ignored the gains and losses for a while. He went as far as profits, and retreated as disadvantages, which made people unable to figure out. Such an opponent is really terrible and

Entangle.

Watching the chaotic army on the opposite side slowly arranged into a cone-shaped formation, with the tip of the cone facing his central army, Fang Zheng shrank his neck in horror.

"Why don't this guy want to take a pre-killing action?" Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes: "Seeing the general's head among millions of troops is like taking things out of his bag? Damn it! Do you think all your subordinates are Guan Erye?"

"My head is used to eat, talk, and kiss Niu'er, not to let you cut it off and hang it on the flagpole to show your public!"

No matter how much I say it, Fang Zheng still felt a little embarrassed when he saw the big awl formed by tens of thousands of people pointing straight at him,

Life is precious, and this question cannot be joked about. I am alone on a business trip, and my wife is waiting for me to go back with a big belly. I must be more responsible for my life!

"Come on! Find a military uniform for the soldiers to put on me!" Before the army could fight, Fang Zheng had already thought of a way out.

If that damn awl really came to him, at least he could get into the soldiers and escape without a trace.

Everything was ready. The war drum suddenly sounded, and the formation of the army on both sides was already formed. I saw yellow dust everywhere on the vast plain. The square formations of people and swords were faintly formed. The formations of the chaotic army were very dense, with sharp fronts and thick backs, like a huge awl, pointing straight at Fang Zheng's central position. The vanguard used a spear as a weapon. The two sides protected each other with shields. The formation was quite rigorous and seamless.

The Longwu Army, in accordance with Fang Zheng's general order, divided 60,000 people into three groups. It formed a vague surround the chaos army. If the Thai King's chaos army was like a sharp sword, the Longwu Army was like an omnipotent sword sheath, and the direction between the two armies was exactly the same, it took the sword into the sheath.

All things are mutually reborn and restrained. The army fights not by clever formations, but by the proper command of the generals on both sides. Sometimes the sword is too sharp, and the scabbard may not be able to hold it.

The low horn trumpet was blowing, and its sound was sobbing, as if it was playing an elegy for the soldiers who were about to die in this war, adding a bit of desolation and desolation to the battlefield where the murderous intent was even more desolate and desolate.

Immediately afterwards, the drums were beating, and the drums were beating, and the gold was closed, and the drums were heard to attack.

In front of the front line of the Central Army, a deputy general with a bearded face drooped out his sword and shouted violently: "Kill the thief and make contributions and serve the court, today!"

"Kill!" Ten thousand people shouted in unison, their voices shook the sky, their eyes fluttered red, and their fighting spirit stared at the enemy opposite.

Amid the shouts of killing, the archer in the back formation stepped forward, with a strong bow pointed in the air and shot the arrows that had already been on the strings upwards. For a moment, the arrows were densely filled with rain and rained towards the opponent's camp like locusts. Although the bows and arrows were long-range strike weapons, the disadvantage was that the number and strength of the strikes were slightly insufficient. In the space where the enemy launched a charge, they could only shoot three arrows in a row, and they quickly turned sideways, giving up an open area between the square formations, so that their soldiers could launch a charge.

The war drums were beating more and more quickly. The three dragon martial soldiers raised their spears at the same time, and the general pointed their swords at the enemy formation. Suddenly, the sharp sword in their hands shook down. The red flag swayed rapidly. The army was commanding them like an arm, and tens of thousands of people rushed towards the enemy at the same time. The closer and closer, and finally, like two meteorites passing through the sky at high speed, colliding fiercely with a faint wind and thunder, revealing a dazzling spark. The huge war machine began to operate. With the sound of the war drums, the two armies began to twist each other fiercely and cruelly.

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"Send a quick horse to tell Han Dashi and order his 30,000 cavalry to stand by three miles away." Fang Zheng gave the second order.

The general on the side said in confusion: "Master Fang, the two armies have already confronted each other at this time. Cavalry is just in need of turmoil in the enemy formation. Why do you need cavalry to stand by?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Good steel should be used in blade armor. Before we reach the point, the cavalry will rush to fight in the thief army formation, and there will definitely be many shadows in his heart. They are fighting a little bit forward and afraid that the cavalry will suddenly appear, and they must be very alert. If the cavalry charge at this time, it will definitely have little effect. So, we have to help the thief eliminate this psychological shadow and let them fight. The attack is red, lose their minds, and forget that there is a cavalry behind them. I will order the cavalry to launch a sudden attack. At that time, hehe

Fang Zheng's smile was a little creepy: "You can feel it. When you were hitting happily and being complacent, someone suddenly stabbed your asshole with a knife. How would you feel? Will you want to cry and shed tears of grief and anger?"

When the generals heard this, they looked at each other with complex expressions, and at the same time unconsciously tightened the muscles in their buttocks...

Why is this imperial envoy so despicable even commanding wars? Should we praise him for his wise and powerful skills at this moment, or pretend not to hear what he said?

The fierce battle continued. The long sword and spear cooperated with the shield hands to form a dense and airtight square array. Under the cover of the shield hands, there were neat queues. From time to time, spears were extended to poke at the enemy soldiers without mercy.

One by one, one living life turned into cold corpses in an instant, and blood flowed throughout the battlefield, gradually covering the yellow dust all over the ground. The smell of blood began to spread gradually, and it penetrated into everyone's nostrils without restraint, adding a bit of hysterical madness to the heavily suppressed heart.

The King of Thailand rode on the horse, staring at the fierce battle with cold eyes. He was angry in his heart, and his hands were tightly clamped the reins. His knuckles were abnormally white.

"I didn't expect" Feng Qiudao has trained the Dragon Martial Army so fiercely in the past two years. This person is probably a famous general!" The King of Thailand sighed deeply.

He thought that the soldiers he had trained over several years could be in the same battle with any major army in the court, but this first battle he went out of the mountain caused him to suffer a great loss. He was too confident in the soldiers he trained. At the same time, he also deeply underestimated the imperial army. Feng Qiudao seemed to be born to live on the battlefield. When he was depressed and unsuccessful, he served as the commander of the Fu Palace. He had seen him several times when the King of Thailand and King of Fu came and went, but he did not expect that after the dragon entered the deep sea and the eagle spread its wings, he actually trained such a powerful elite army for the court.

"If I had known this person's talent, I should have been trying to win over and make friends in the past. What a pity

The fierce shouts of killing on the battlefield could no longer attract the attention of the King of Thailand. For him, from the moment he attacked Yangzhou City, he was destined to have an unfavorable ending. Since the ending was decided, he no longer had to care about the results of the battle.

His eyes were turned to the Yangzhou city not far away. A general stood vaguely like a javelin, with his helmet and armor broken, but he was as proud as a mountain.

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"General Feng, this battle is what you see. Can you wipe out the rebels and capture the King of Thailand alive?"

Xiao Huaiyuan stood at the top of the city and looked into the battlefield in the distance. In the central army formation of the Longwu Army, a very charming figure was walking back and forth. From time to time, he brushed the square scarf on his head, showing the image of his feather fan and the deliberate wisdom bead holding it, which attracted the attention of many soldiers around him.

Xiao Huaiyuan curled his lips. This guy was so uncontrollable even in commanding wars.

Feng Qiudao also glanced at Fang Zheng, who was full of sex, and couldn't help but smile gently.

"The two sides are evenly matched. If they say they are completely wiped out, it is impossible. The robber soldiers have strong combat power, almost no less than the Dragon Martial Army that I have practiced for two years. They are fighting on the plains. The conditions, numbers and morale of both sides are comparable. To be honest, if I come to command, I may win, but it will be a miserable victory."

Xiao Huaiyuan frowned and said, "Even General Feng, you can only win miserably. Lord Fang has never commanded such a huge army to fight. This statement of victory or defeat is lingering."

Feng Qiudao said meaningfully: "Otherwise, although Lord Fang is not accustomed to the battle formation, the formation he has arranged is not bad. If it were me, I would have arranged this way, divided into three groups to surround the thief, wrapping the thief's troops layer by layer, making it impossible for him to show his edge. In terms of momentum, he has already beaten the thief. As morale increases and decreases, our hopes of victory are higher than those of the thief, not to mention,"

Feng Qiudao paused and turned his eyes to the north. "General Han's 30,000 cavalry are still eyeing him, which is an invisible deterrent for the thieves. As long as the cavalry has not launched an attack, the thieves must be wary at all times. How can they use their lives to fight? Although Lord Fang has not been through a battle formation, his method of commanding the army to fight is extremely sophisticated. Lord Fang "actually, he has the talent of a promising general, but..."

Xiao Huaiyuan took his words and sighed: "It's a pity that he is too afraid of death. Today he is driving the ducks to put them on the shelves and has to stand up and lead the army to fight. If he wants him to lead the troops again in the future, he will not do it if he beats him to death."

Feng Qiudao glanced at Xiao Huaiyuan, and Suibei and the others shook their heads at the same time.

Wensen, who was standing beside him, looked out of the city and said, "General Feng, this battle cannot completely wipe out the rebels, and I believe it is even more impossible to capture the King of Thailand alive?"

Feng Qiudao nodded and said, "That's natural. The two armies are equal in strength and are head-on. It is impossible to wipe out the enemy completely. The King of Thailand is not the kind of person who sacrifices his life. When the situation is not good, the generals will cover him to evacuate the battlefield. It is unlikely to capture him alive."

Wensen frowned and said, "So. Will the King of Thailand escape today?"

"Eight out of ten will escape, if Lord Fang defeats this."

After concentrating on his mind, Wensen immediately turned around and whispered a few words to Shadow's subordinates.

Not long after, when everyone's eyes were attracted by the fierce fighting outside the Xicheng Gate of Yangzhou, a crack was quietly opened to the east city gate opposite to Xicheng. Several capable figures flashed out of the city like several sensitive bobcats, alertly avoiding everyone's eyes and slowly lurking towards the thief formation.

The heavy city gate made a slight impact, and then it closed tightly without leaving a gap.

The battle on the battlefield continued, and both sides paid a heavy price. This was a battlefield for frontal combat, and there was no way to take any tricks. If you wanted to join the enemy, you could only rely on the hardness of a sword and a gun. Blood flowed all over the ground. The intersection of the two armies was already full of soldiers' corpses. The living soldiers held the weapons in their hands tightly, and their eyes emitted a bloodthirsty light. At the critical moment of life and death, they had turned into wounded beasts, fighting to the death for survival.

The bloody smell on the battlefield became increasingly strong. Half of the casualties on both sides were killed or injured, but the battle was still fierce. I sacrificed my life and never stopped until I died.

"Wave the order flag, order the Longwu Army to fight and retreat, and order Han Dashi's cavalry to start, and target the rebels' central army and send the King of Thailand to me, regardless of life or death!" Fang Zheng ordered with a calm face, his face twitched slightly. So many people died from the beginning of this rebellion, King of Thailand. You are committing evil!

The commander quickly ran to the higher mountain bag and waved the flag in his hand desperately.

Almost as the Lingqiu Net spread, an excited howl came from a distance. When the two sides were exhausted in fierce fighting, three miles away, the cavalry of the Longxiang Army had already been impatient, and the robes were bleeding and sacrificed. The tragic battle situation made them worried. At this time, they saw the Lingqiu waving in front of the Central Army's tent.

The 30,000 cavalrymen were moving in unison to draw out their long swords and lifted them to the sky. The snow-white blade body emitted a dazzling white light under the sunlight, which made people tremble and terrified.

Han Dashi spat hard on the ground, raised his knife and shouted: "Brothers, the court has raised soldiers for a thousand days, I won't say any extra nonsense. The comrades in the robes are bleeding and sacrificing. They are manly. I rushed up to those bastards!"

"kill!"

Amid the shocking shouts of killing, thousands of riders rode their horses and rushed towards the battlefield. The shiny steel swords emitted a stern white light, like the fangs exposed by the devil's smile."

The chaotic army suddenly fell into chaos. The chaotic army had already attacked Yangzhou City for a night but was exhausted. They gritted their teeth and fought with the Longwu Army for more than two hours, and were even more exhausted. Now the chaotic army was rushing towards them, and finally they were completely collapsed, like the last straw that overwhelmed the ostracism. After the chaotic army was stunned for a short time, they all showed despair. They were too tired, so tired that they could not even raise their swords.

Victory is on the way.

Han Dashi's 30,000 cavalry played a decisive role at the last moment. Whether it was psychological deterrence to the enemy or actual charge, the 30,000 cavalry caused huge casualties to the riots.

The chaotic army scattered, like a plate of river sand sprinkled around by naughty children. They broke into pieces and fled.

The cavalry kept working hard, and they were divided into different directions and chasing deserters. Fang Zheng and Han Dashi both understood that this was not the final war. If these rebels escaped, they would continue to cause trouble in the future. Therefore, they must use the current situation to eliminate the roots as much as possible and minimize their influence in the future chaos.

The battlefield was filled with tears. The eyes of all the living soldiers were filled with tears. Some roared to the sky, and some slapped on the bodies of the robes and burst into tears. They were celebrating victory in their own way, celebrating this hard-earned post-war

born.

In front of the Central Army's tent, all the generals looked at Fang Zheng with surprise.

Victory was expected. What surprised them was that Lord Fang had never commanded such a large-scale battle. Today, seeing him deploying a large army to launch an attack, the time was just right. His technique was so sophisticated that it was like a veteran on the battlefield who had been fighting for many years. This surprised the generals.

Fang Zheng hugged his chest with alert eyes: "Why are you looking at me like this? Your eyes are very aggressive..."

"Sir" is really wise!" The generals clasped their fists together and said with sincerity.

Fang Zheng laughed and felt very comfortable: "Don't praise me too much, I'll be proud." Hey, are we considered winning a battle?"

"Of course, the adults were planning to plan and killed 60,000 thieves. The rest of them fled in scattered. The adults should be the first to win this battle."

Fang Zheng said in a deep voice: "Send someone to tell Han Dashi that you must seize the King of Thailand, either dead or dead! This is a disaster, and you must not let him escape."

The messenger took the order and left.

Facing the respectful gazes of the generals, Fang Zheng proudly raised his chest and felt a little intoxicated. The victory of this battle was really surprising to him. Thanks to his diligent research on professional romance items such as "Jin Ping Mei" when he was in college, and occasionally he watched "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" to make a pastime. Unexpectedly, many methods of hooking up with women in "Jin Ping Mei" were useless after time travel, but the tricks in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" were used in confusion.

What is this called? Kill the master's tutor by random punches?

"Okay, you can do your own work on cleaning the battlefield and other things. I have to go into the city," Fang Zheng waved his hand casually, rode his horse and walked towards the city gate.

To ordinary people, annihilate 60,000 rebels is a great contribution. It is just around the corner to get a title, but Fang Zheng is not at all interested. After dealing with the King of Thailand, he plans to resign. The greater the credit, the more trouble he is. What should he do if the fat man is silly and holds his sleeves and refuses to let go?

He was still too impulsive. Fang Zheng sighed secretly. This time he shouldn't have agreed to go to Jiangnan. Now the King of Thailand is like a young hero who can't kill him, no matter whether he is in trouble or at a disadvantage. He runs away as soon as he touches his body. If this continues, when will he catch him? Should I be the imperial envoy in Jiangnan for the rest of my life?

After passing through the battlefield filled with yellow dust, the soldiers' sorrowful crying sounds were filled with the soldiers. While annihilated 60,000 rebels, the Longwu Army also lost tens of thousands of people. The brothers who ate, slept and practiced together were either dead or injured. Fang Zheng could see the sight of him. He was all sad. Seeing the soldiers lying on the bodies of their comrades crying bitterly, Fang Zheng's heart suddenly tightened, and the originally faint joy of victory disappeared.

He felt heavy in his heart, as if he had pressed a huge rock and couldn't breathe.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that a man's responsibility is not only to his family and women, but also to many,

With the fact that he is not a marquis, one general will succeed and his bones will be undone!

It turns out that the taste of victory is so bitter.
Chapter completed!