In the rain, Bai Yousi and Sima Zheng stopped on the hillside of Mount Li. One held a sword and the other held a spear. They each held down a big tree for a break and confrontation. The two trees swayed slightly, and many water drops fell.
.
Even masters of Chengdan cannot hover safely at very high altitudes. That is the privilege of Grandmasters or Grandmasters, and because of the scarcity of Grandmasters and Grandmasters, no one knows whether their willfulness in the air has any "tower" effect.
"Assistant... Think about it, if this matter was so simple, there would be no way to ascend to the Heavenly Gate.
In fact, these two top masters on the battlefield, the most outstanding talents of the younger generation, old friends from the Eastern Capital, and probably still relatives from the Western Capital period, have long lost the slightest bit of master posture. They have been desperate for an afternoon
The high-intensity confrontation made them panting and sweating profusely, but they did not dare to easily remove their protective energy.
"I kind of know."
The shouts of killing below once again rolled up like a wave. It was Zhang Xuguo who launched the central charge. Sima Zheng, whose face was covered with sweat, took a glance and smiled dryly at the opposite side. "Why are there so many condensation pills in history books and novels?"
, the Chengdan master was stabbed to death by an iron spear...Without the Qi, we may not be as safe as ordinary soldiers...I should learn from you and wear a suit of armor."
Bai Yousi did not respond to this sentence, because she knew very well that the other party was just like herself. Although he was in a mess, he could still hold on. However, Xiong Bonan and Zhang Changgong, who had met several times before, seemed to be in some danger...
…Those two people are really fighting for their lives. They have been fighting for several days in a row. The confrontation started early today. Now, the political and military groups that they have a strong sense of belonging to are all fighting for their lives, so they have to intensify the confrontation.
, seeking victory or defeat to change the situation of the war.
Relatively speaking, although Sima Zheng and himself did not let go, because the battle came late, they each knew well that it would be difficult to defeat the other party before the war ended, so they both had a simple mentality of cheating.
No one can deny this.
"look!"
Bai Yousi suddenly said, "Do the two armies below look like two people rolling and wrestling in the mud?"
Sima Zheng was startled for a moment, then immediately nodded: "Both armies are start-ups. A year ago, they were both farmers in the east. They are powerful and equally powerful. So what if they don't roll around? Do you still expect to see something devastating?
What kind of armor is like a forest, what kind of military formation is like a disk, what kind of cavalry charge, where the armies collide in a majestic manner, only to be destroyed by an avalanche in a quarter of an hour?"
"That's not what I meant." Bai Yousi shook his head. "I was thinking, why is it a grassroots army? Why are ordinary people who were farmers a year ago coming to fight this war?"
Sima Zheng's heart moved slightly.
"This battle can clearly determine the ownership of more than ten counties in the Eastern Territory; and the ownership of the Eastern Territory is enough to bring about a change in the world; a great change in the world is enough to bring out a real dragon and split the mountains and seas." Bai Yousi continued. "
But in this kind of battle, the soldiers on both sides are only farmers from the upper reaches of Jishui River and farmers from lower reaches of Jishui River, and the generals on both sides are only powerful people from the upper reaches of Jishui River and powerful people from lower reaches of Jishui River...those high-ranking families, those strong men and noble families.
, where are all those so-called heroes?"
"What do you want to say?" Sima asked seriously, but his heart was equally puzzled and agitated. He actually wanted to ask this question vaguely, but it was a little vague. Instead, Bai Yousi said it for him first. "Still.
What did Zhang Xing say to you?"
"It's not Zhang Xing, it's the result of what I saw and thought along the way after the sage went south to Jiangdu." Bai Yousi looked at the other party with a complicated expression. "I thought the world was about to change, and those big shots should come out to turn the tide, but
Except for people like Cao Zhongcheng who had no choice but to step forward, the rest of them were more reserved than the last, and more scheming than the last. They always wanted to hide behind and steal the fruit, and were always worried that they were stepping up for others, or even earlier, the saint.
Isn't it similar to treating the world as a child's play and turning around and fleeing to Jiangdu?
"On the contrary, farmers, herdsmen, bandits, deserters, gangs, and powerful people were forced to stand up and fight to kill. They killed in a messy, dirty way, and they were like wallowing in the quagmire right now. But it just happened that
This kind of quagmire battle seems to open up the situation and promote the overall situation...
"Sima Erlang, you are known as a hero. Come and tell me, who is the real strong man in this world? Who is the one who really decides the overall situation of this world? Is he superior or inferior? Is he noble or inferior? Is he high on the tower?
Those people, or these people wallowing in the quagmire?
"And who are you and me?"
Sima Zheng was silent for a long time, and then slowly answered amidst the shouts of death below: "If I knew the answer, I wouldn't have to keep staring at your Zhang Sanlang asking questions, and I wouldn't have to keep him in my imagination to see him.
What is the answer... However, now that things have happened, even if we are not the protagonists in today's quagmire, we are rarely involved, so there is no need to belittle ourselves... The world is big and the current situation is fierce, let us see for ourselves
The result is!"
"well said!"
Bai Yousi narrowed his eyes, and the long sword in his hand suddenly swung sideways, and a dark golden sword light nearly ten feet long suddenly shot out, but suddenly disappeared. Immediately, the true energy around his body surged, and wind blew in the sky.
It caused the trees all around to sway together and threw out countless water droplets.
Sima's face was expressionless, and the iron spear in his hand was raised straight up, placed across his chest, and then glowed with light. When the unknown wind from the opposite side swayed over, it inexplicably failed a few feet in front of him.
The two of them paused for a moment. Bai Yousi raised the long sword in his hand, as if drawing a semicircle in mid-air, and then a pale golden glow of true energy suddenly bloomed around the body, and the whole person was raised horizontally like a long sword, struggling with all his strength.
Lunge forward.
But at the same time, Sima Zheng also waved his spear, and the glowing energy in front of him suddenly bloomed, but it was like a shield, facing him first.
The two men stood still and moved, fighting in the air. Suddenly, there was a heavy wind and rain around them, and the light and darkness were intertwined, causing the two armies in the quagmire below to lose their color.
In the ditch at the foot of the mountain on the east side, which had accumulated water into a real quagmire, Wang Shuyong looked up at this scene. Perhaps because of his better eyesight and the shorter distance, he was almost the first one in the ditch to react, and then he scolded his subordinates.
Continue to detach a team of people to support the critical center.
But before that, he glanced across the battlefield, and suddenly saw that, more than a hundred steps away, General Yu Baimei was still on his horse, still in a daze with his subordinates.
Obviously, the officers and generals who knew deep down that their own army was in greater danger from the perspective of the entire army seemed to have greater expectations for the outcome of the battle above.
But it didn't matter at this time. Wang Shuyong, who was slightly moved in his heart, spread his legs, lowered his head, lowered his center of gravity, grabbed the large iron bow and arrows wrapped in oilcloth from the back of the guard behind him, and then ignored the mud and dirt and leaned on
He reached the side of the trench and immediately bent his bow and drew an arrow.
In this battle in this season, bows, arrows and crossbows are destined not to be the protagonists, but that does not mean that they are not qualified to be on the stage.
Just after taking a deep breath, the noise around him suddenly started again, and the originally stagnant battlefield seemed to have come back to life. Wang Wulang did not hesitate, taking advantage of the ups and downs of his natal vitality in his Dantian, and tried his best to spread the vitality.
Pushing along the eight extraordinary meridians to all parts of the body, he leaped high into the sky, and the bow and arrow that had been filled with Lihuo Qi were also driven away with great effort.
In just a moment, taking advantage of the visual field advantage brought by the height advantage, an arrow filled with zhenqi was shot towards the exposed face of Yu Baimei who was still on the horse.
Possibly due to the rain or lack of preparation, the arrow was obviously shot crookedly, but it still succeeded... As the people around him exclaimed, the arrow hit the opponent's shoulder socket.
Yu Baimei was in pain and roared loudly on the spot, shocking everyone to see him. But precisely because of this, the military general did not dare to dismount easily to deal with the injury. He just broke the arrow in public and hurriedly ordered his troops.
strive to move on.
However, when the soldiers around looked at the scene, some were greatly inspired, while others were obviously a little frightened.
After all, Yu Baimei was not only the commander of the flank at the foot of Mount Li, but also an important part of the high-end combat power of the army. Once he was injured, many things became less confident.
Wang Shuyong succeeded with one blow and was not greedy for more. When he fell behind him, he directly handed the big bow back to his guards. Then he continued to hide in the ditch and gave orders to his subordinates. He then separated a team to go to the middle to provide support, and the rest were still here layer by layer.
Resist to delay the official offensive.
I also quickly put on my spear and waited for possible hand-to-hand combat.
At this moment, the war situation has reached a very critical stage.
The deposed dragon army gritted its teeth and waited until most of the official troops entered the scene, then launched a plan to complete the bypass, and continued to strengthen the rear troops and try to tighten their pockets.
The awakened officers and soldiers were forced to split into two because of the width of the battle line, and tried to attack from two directions to open the passage... Among them, the north side was due to the chaos of the returning troops. The most critical moment had not yet been reached, but Zhang Xu
The southern front, commanded by Guo personally, has reached their most promising moment.
The two main leaders on both wings, Shang Huaizhi, were killed and his troops were annihilated. Niuda was forced to give up and return to the formation and fled into the swamp. This gave Zhang Xuguo the biggest opportunity, and it seemed to be the last chance -
As long as the fortified area is penetrated, not only can the road be opened, but the victory or defeat can also be determined.
During the war, Xu Shiying and Zhang Xuguo noticed a strange phenomenon happening on the mountainside of Lishan Mountain at the same time, and then noticed Yu Baimei's injury at the same time.
The two of them were naturally happy and surprised.
But soon, as Yu Baimei himself roared on the battlefield, Zhang Xuguo decisively regained his panic and continued to lead the assault in person. At this time, he and the "Xu" character on the opposite earth barrier
The young general under the banner was already only a hundred steps away. The so-called visible from a distance, the two sides could even vaguely see each other's expressions.
Moreover, both sides knew the identity of the other party without a doubt. One must be Zhang Xuguo, the commander-in-chief of the march to the east of the Wei Dynasty, and the other must be Xu Shiying, the leader of the Western Front of the Deposed Dragon Gang whose name he had only heard a few times.
...But at this time, both sides are actually playing a similar identity, that is, the frontline commanders of the two armies on this local battlefield.
Even though the two of them were obviously both at the core level, and even though there were only three lines of defense between them, a hundred or so steps away, neither of them attempted a one-on-one duel. Instead, they focused everything on the advancement and defense of the battle line.
Because they are not generals like Wang Shuyong and Yu Baimei, they are commanders responsible for the overall situation.
It may be a bit absurd. A Guanxi veteran and a powerful man from the East were nothing a year ago, but in the second year after the Emperor of Wei abandoned the north and fled to Jiangdu, he was dragged into this position by the current situation and became a face-to-face person.
The opponents were responsible for a battle with a total of about 60,000 to 70,000 people, which determined the ownership of the Eastern Territory, the rise and fall of the rebel armies in the world, and the fate of the Wei Dynasty.
Xu Shiying sat there, letting the rain hit his helmet, but said nothing. He knew that he had made mistakes before, and he also knew that he had taken all remedial measures in time. There is nothing to say now. He sat here and waited.
When reinforcements arrive, wait for the other side to come over and fight bravely.
In theory, Zhang Xuguo should have a similar mentality - just keep moving forward.
But Yu Baimei's injury made him extremely shaken... He had begun to worry that even if he broke through to the forefront, he would not be able to defeat at least Xu Shiying and Wang Shuyong, and maybe Li Shu or one of Zhang Sanlang.
combination.
In addition to the lack of high-level combat power, there is a deeper consideration. That is, in this assault, the casualties of soldiers on both sides increased significantly. If the casualties of the rebel army were caused by tactical errors, then the casualties of the Qilu soldiers on their own side were probably
Tiredness shows up at a certain point.
In other words, the combat effectiveness of the troops is likely to plummet from this point on.
Suppressing these thoughts, Zhang Xuguo personally killed several people and broke through another trench with difficulty and determination.
He raised his eyes and saw that his face had already been washed white by the rain, because he had already seen a large number of reinforcements from the rebel army pouring out from the military camp behind the high general platform... This made this officer
Xi Laoge was very surprised. According to his judgment, the bandit army would definitely invest at least 10,000 main forces in the rear to complete a complete blockade. And if this was the case, according to Sima Zheng's intelligence, the large forces that were filing out of the front were
The reinforcements may not be fresh troops, but may be the troops that were defeated by Yu Baimei's pursuit before.
This is not a good thing, because it means that the opponent's logistical preparations are far beyond his imagination, and the opponent's troops' comprehensive combat strength is also higher than he imagined. They are likely to be more resilient and have more combat effectiveness, while his own troops are very
You may encounter a global collapse after exhaustion, a collapse like a landslide.
Of course, this also means that he doesn't have much time.
On the other side, Xu Shiying looked at the opponent with interest, and unnecessary thoughts began to appear in his heart... Without him, this time the attack, the opponent was still powerful and invincible... This is natural, after all, he is a Ningdan
The masters and the coach personally led the assault, but at the same time, all the troops behind the opponent cleared the trench and drove away their subordinates. The time it took was almost equivalent to the time it took to occupy the two lines of defense before.
He began to look forward to it inexplicably.
Zhang Xuguo paused for a rare moment before organizing his troops and preparing for a new round of assault.
This time, there is a very simple fence ahead.
The very simple single-layer fence has already become crooked under the erosion of the rain, and the fleeing troops of the Deposed Dragon Army have long since knocked down some sections. There is no way, the Deposed Dragon Army has limited time, and the so-called defensive positions are the most basic.
A mound of earth, a row of fences, a trench, etc.
Turning back to the front, under the personal call of the commander, the Qilu officers and soldiers once again mustered up their morale and courage, and thousands of troops once again launched an assault on the central front more than a mile wide.
At the same time, behind the fence, there were probably only a few hundred dragon-deposed soldiers holding long spears, barely maintaining their posture, and preparing for the battle.
However, as soon as the two sides engaged in battle, another strange movement came from the northwest of the battle line. It was a sudden burst of shouts of killing, which was particularly noticeable on the gradually silent and chaotic battlefield.
Xu Shiying was sitting on the earthen ramparts, could see clearly, and laughed on the spot;
Zhang Xuguo didn't dare not look at it, but as soon as he turned around, his color suddenly faded.
The officers and soldiers also looked back because of the sound, and then their morale suddenly dropped;
However, the deposed dragon army, who reluctantly let go, became obviously inspired.
Without him, Niuda's crumpled flag suddenly appeared at the edge of the swamp, and under the flag, about hundreds of people were roaring desperately and charging towards Zhang Xuguo's side and rear... This wave of shouts of killing,
Rather than boosting their own morale, it was more like actively reminding the officers and soldiers on the battlefield that they were back.
Not many people came back. If Niuda had lost at least a thousand people before, now there were at most five or six hundred people who came back with his flag, and they generally abandoned their helmets and armor. Only the weapons seemed to be still there.
.Of course, compared to the officers and soldiers who continuously fought and assaulted in the mud, they were actually half a fresh force, and they came from behind.
Therefore, as soon as they entered the battle, the officers and soldiers on the western edge of the position almost collapsed.
Even many officers and soldiers in the center of the battle line who were following Zhang Xuguo's assault began to ignore military orders, starting from the west side, privately leaving the battle line and trying to retreat.
Another offensive that Zhang Xuguo had finally organized began to disintegrate from west to east.
After a while, as nearly half of the assault troops retreated to the original trench, Zhang Xuguo had to order to turn around and reorganize. He had no choice but to go back, because some of the teams who returned to the trench had an obvious tendency to retreat further... Yu Bai
He was injured, a carbine was killed on the west side, and the soldiers were tired. If he didn't go back to regroup, it might cause a chain reaction.
"I beg you..."
Back in the trench, Zhang Xuguo knew that there was not much he could do in this battle, and he did not dare to delay at all. He followed the trench to the west, quickly reorganized his army, and gathered his troops together.
Turning around and returning to the central position, about a dozen generals had gathered beside him, and they immediately issued military orders again, but they were almost powerless as soon as they opened their mouths. "Go back and gather yourself, take the big guys and follow me to charge again! Success is a success.
!If you don’t succeed, leave!”
To be honest, Zhang Xuguo regretted it as soon as he said this. He knew that he was too cowardly.
But there is no way, Yu Baimei's injury and Niuda's counterattack, as well as the enemy commander's calmness, as well as the visible reinforcements, and the fatigue of his own tribe, are all facts visible to the naked eye... Deception and deception are all there.
What's the meaning?
The surrounding team players felt cold when they heard the coach's statement. However, after more than a year of following him, the so-called prestige of winning many battles still made most of them maintain their respect for the coach and nodded in agreement.
Then everyone turned around to prepare their troops.
This time, preparations took more time, and after launching the attack again, the number of troops in motion was significantly reduced.
Xu Shiying looked at this scene coldly, and suddenly gave an order on the earthen rampart: "Order the front troops to retreat, abandon the fence, and come to this earthen rampart! Let the reinforcements from the rear also gather behind this earthen rampart and fight side by side with me!
"
Xu Shiying's military order was carried out, the flag was waved, and the gong sounded again. The hundreds of spearmen of the Deposed Dragon Army dozens of steps ahead were relieved and retreated to the rear earth fortress, and reorganized along the earth fortress.
Zhang Xuguo moved forward hard, but when he saw such a scene, he was so confused that he didn't know how to deal with it.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
Soon, as the assaulting officers and soldiers rushed to the fence, they naturally stopped the offensive. Then only a part of the officers and soldiers pushed to the fence, and many soldiers simply stopped behind the fence.
Come here and rely on the fence to rest... This time I tried my best to summon up the courage. Although I easily broke through a line of defense, it was more like a punch that was dodged with my last effort. It was as helpless as it was.
If you want to launch an attack again, you will probably need to organize and encourage again.
At the same time, the thieves' reinforcements had begun to enter the fortification area and were gathering at the earthen fortress in front where Xu Dalang was personally stationed.
Obviously, this was a cunning and effective trick that was used at the most critical moment.
Zhang Xuguo stood in front of a knocked down fence, looking ahead. But just a few dozen steps ahead, the rebel commander Xu Shiying was still sitting motionless in the rain... Manager Zhang could even see the other person's subtle expression.
, as if he was mocking, but also as if he was expecting something; he could also see the immortality energy in the opponent's body eager to test; he saw many retreating thieves and soldiers standing on the earthen base condescendingly, and then because there were major generals and
Morale is boosted by the presence of more troops.
What is the other person expecting?
Do you expect to withdraw your troops, or do you expect to rush forward?
Zhang Xuguo was completely shaken.
"Manager, let's go!"
There were guards who tried to persuade them in a helpless manner. "Don't tell me that reinforcements from the other side will arrive soon. Even if they don't, we won't be able to push through the next line. If we leave now, maybe a few more people can escape from the swamp or from behind..."
Zhang Xuguo opened his mouth, but did not insist on anything. He looked at the face of the young man opposite him again, and then chose to turn away and leave. The surrounding sergeants were relieved and followed... In the eyes of these soldiers, the large fields of crops to the west, although there are many
There is a lot of water, but it doesn't seem to be a natural chasm. You can run away even if you can't win.
Only Zhang Xuguo himself understood that there might be a way out of this battle, but only with Fan Hu. He, a veteran who had been fighting for decades, fell into the hands of a young Eastern tycoon who had only started his army for a year.
They fell in front of some crude and ridiculous fortifications and the unbelievable logistical supplies of the rebel army.
Zhang Xuguo left in embarrassment, and the army began to retreat in frustration. Xu Shiying still sat motionless, neither ordering the pursuit nor personally trying to attack the opponent's coach. Instead, he just watched the opponent's back disappear into the next trench.
It wasn't until the opponent's flag was withdrawn that it was two to three hundred steps away from him. At this time, the leader of the personal guards he had sent out finally returned to him, along with Huang Junhan, who was staying behind the camp.
At the same time, the troops who had originally lured the enemy after drinking hot soup and eating pancakes also began to enter the fortification area on a large scale to strengthen their defense.
Reinforcements finally arrived.
Zhang Xuguo withdrew from the southern fortification area in embarrassment, summoned Yu Baimei on the way, and walked north together. Thanks to the fact that the rebels behind him did not make any urgent pursuit, they quickly gathered many of their former tribesmen.
Then, they were not surprised to find that the tribesmen crowded around the official road at the foot of Lishan Mountain, those who were the first wave of reinforcements, did not realize the seriousness of the matter at all.
Many of them are not even participating in the war today.
"General Manager."
As the front became more and more crowded and chaotic, Yu Baimei, who had heard some intelligence from the front, covered his shoulders, suddenly stopped his mount, and said in the middle of the road. "Don't worry about this place. Leave all the withdrawn troops to me. You go."
Coordinate these subordinate generals and county soldiers, go north, and join forces with Fan Hu to attack! There is nothing you can do behind you, and there is nothing to do here. Staying behind will only be a waste!"
Of course, Zhang Xuguo knew that what the other party said was absolutely correct, but looking at the other party's face and the blood streaks on his shoulders that could not be stopped by the rain, he still felt a strong sense of shame.
It was his self-confidence and insistence on fighting that led to him falling into the enemy's pocket. Then he did not have enough combat power to break through the fortifications at the front. Now, he has to "abandon" his most loyal and enthusiastic confidant general.
But what if we don’t work hard ahead now?
"General Yu, please take a rest!" Zhang Xuguo gritted his teeth and replied. "I don't believe the thieves sealed the blockade so quickly and tightly... No matter what today, I will take you out."
Yu Baimei nodded repeatedly, seeming to be very convinced, but also seemed to be just perfunctory.
Zhang Xuguo no longer hesitated, suppressed his fatigue and all the turmoil in his heart, and quickly rode north.
Thanks to the coach's personal mediation, the originally congested middle section of the battlefield was immediately partially cleared, and General Wang Liang also gathered around.
A little more than a quarter of an hour later, Zhang Xuguo and his two subordinates led a few revitalized elites to the front line in the north, and then gathered under Fan Hu's banner.
But at this time, Fan Hu was already a little desperate.
"I'm ashamed, I really can't charge." Fan Hu said one thing. "The opponent's zhenqi formation is too hard and I can't charge in at all! I have launched seven charges! Three pincer attacks. I have also tried it myself.
Both times, this dominant formation has always been as stable as a rock!"
"Of course." Although Zhang Xuguo was already exhausted, he immediately came to a conclusion after glancing at the battle situation ahead. "The opponent has gathered at least hundreds of practitioners, forming a large formation and integrating them. How can they easily
Shaken...is that Zhang Sanlang here in person?"
"It must be him!"
"Are there any other masters of condensation in the formation?"
"nothing now."
"The single-character flag over there is Dantonghai?"
"should be."
"Who is the Jia Ziqi that has been connected?"
"have no idea."
"Did you leave Fan Bao on the opposite side before?"
"yes."
"Have you informed him? How?"
"I asked him not to come with the remaining four thousand soldiers... lest the army would come towards each other and block the passage."
"That's right... but we can let Fan Bao lead a small number of his personal guards over." Zhang Xuguo suddenly felt inexplicably relieved. "Once Dan Tonghai comes over, this formation will be even more difficult to break! General Yu is injured. You, me, and I will not be able to defeat him again."
Together with Fan Bao, let’s try it together before Shantong Hai!”
At this point, Zhang Xuguo turned to look at Fan Hu and continued to speak seriously: "And if we still can't rush through... let's not rush anymore. We will only try to block this gap at the foot of the mountain to the east, and try our best to get the officers and
The elite rescued them... Because once it gets dark, or the bandit army behind them prepares and launches an advance, the soldiers will escape from the swamp uncontrollably, and that is when we will be defeated today."
Fan Hu nodded heavily, he already knew this result.
After a moment, Fan Bao, who was not far away, received the order. He responded affirmatively to the messenger without hesitation, and then looked at the general behind him: "You and these four thousand soldiers are not allowed to move here! I'm going
Support big brother!"
The general was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but asked in surprise: "If you can't rush this time, will you be defeated?"
Listening to the voice, it was clear that she was a female general.
Fan Bao had a complicated expression: "No matter what, the eldest brother has the cultivation level of Ningdan, so he can always escape... Don't think too much, let alone worry too much."
The female general, Fan Lihua, the youngest of the Fan siblings, was obviously dissatisfied, but she still nodded heavily in front of her elder brother.
Fan Bao sighed and immediately led his bodyguards forward.
Almost at the same moment, on the other side of the battlefield, Yu Baimei, who was in charge of cutting off the rear, seemed to realize something. He turned around and saw that the big flag with the word "Xu" was suddenly pulled up. He led his troops to start from the fortification area and move from south to north.
, slowly forcing it towards itself.
Not only that, with the launch of the banner of the word "Xu", "Wang", "Niu", "Huang", "Zhai", "Xiahou", "Liang", etc. are familiar or unfamiliar, big or small, clear
Or unclear flags all popped up in the rain, connected with each other, and then led the reorganized rebel army to press towards their side.
Yu Baimei hesitated for a moment, and regardless of his injuries and the obvious panic of the surrounding soldiers, he fled into the crop fields on the west side and chose to fight his horse south alone to meet him face to face.
In fact, by this time, with the passage of time and the unfavorable offensive of the army, many officers and soldiers had gradually realized that the situation was inappropriate, even if they could not see the situation on the southern front. There were people going to the entire battlefield.
The swampy area to the west that looked like a crop field started to flee, and more and more people were fleeing.
At this time, Zhang Xing, who was sitting under the flag, suddenly noticed an interesting situation, and couldn't help but turn around and ask Jia Runshi: "I'm sitting too short, do you think it's wrong? The officers and soldiers fled to the swamp to the west for their lives.
Are you still trying to follow the gaps to avoid the crops?"
"It's true." Jia Runshi was stunned for a moment, stepped up to see, and then gave a clear answer and explained briefly. "Qijun soldiers are also farmers, how can they be willing to trample on the crops?"
Zhang Xing was stunned for a moment and said nothing. He just continued to sit where he was holding the Jinglong Sword, and then looked forward expressionlessly.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but there are people in the formation who are cultivators. They feel that the true energy in the formation has not weakened due to long-term persistence, but has become more intense.
"I'm exhausted." Zhang Xuguo looked at Fan Hu seriously. "You take the lead and go straight to the formation."
Fan Hu nodded heavily.
The flags waved, Fan Hu, Zhang Xuguo, Jie Xiang, Wang Liang, Zhang Qingte went from south to north, Fan Bao, Jia Wugen went from north to south, and both sides also gathered their own guards... This was their short time
The only way to gather as many practicing masters as possible... Then, based on the results of the communication at the foot of Lishan Mountain, they launched an assault on horseback towards the red flag with the word "Deposed".
Halfway through the assault, all the practitioners in the Qilu Army who participated in the assault released their true energy together as planned.
Zhang Xing still sat still, but as he breathed, he could clearly feel that the entire military formation was also breathing, as if everything from the heart to the Dantian to the Qi formation was integrated into one.
After a few breaths, suddenly, as the army's cavalry approached, Zhang Xing clearly felt a substantial sense of oppression from the sea of qi around him, as if it was becoming difficult to breathe.
But soon, with the rhythm of his breathing, his chest still swelled back up.
At the same time, sitting motionless on the horse, he finally pulled out the unsheathed dragon-shock sword from the ground, and then slashed hard at the horse-riding general who was coming towards him.
The general was none other than Fan Hu, and he had already swung his long sword high. The Duanjiang Zhenqi on the blade gave off a blade that was almost ten feet long, and struck down at Zhang Xing who was sitting there.
One is riding on a horse, one is sitting on the ground, one is a long sword in the army, one is an unsheathed sword, one is Duanjiang Zhenqi, and the other is Ice Zhenqi.
Logically speaking, the former should take advantage.
But in fact, both sides wielded their swords, and there was no actual physical collision between the knives and swords. The two sides simply sensed each other's strength at a distance of more than ten feet apart, and then instantly formed a formation on the battlefield that was far beyond imagination.
huge impact.
Zhang Xing only felt that the sea of true energy on his side was like a living thing. As he swung his sword, he suddenly jumped out, and then directly from the air, the huge living thing behind the incoming attacker fell to the ground.
Sure enough, after the sword blow, Zhang Xingduan sat still without moving at all, and the military formation behind him was roughly complete.
However, there were quite a few people beside him and in front of him who were directly swept up by the sea of air. They staggered back for a moment. Wang Xiongdan, who was in front, fell to the ground on the spot and rolled around in the mud.
Relatively speaking, Fan Hu and the several riders behind him were even more miserable. It was as if they had been hit hard by a hammer out of thin air. Several horses neighed and fell to the ground together, and then slid backwards in the mud with the knights.
For a moment, the neighing of the war horses was mixed with the wails of people, and the blood, muddy water, and ice slag were also mixed together. It was impossible to tell whether it was human blood or horse blood, whether it was a direct trauma from being beaten by the sea of qi, or whether it was squeezed while sliding on the ground.
Bleeding caused by pressure and friction.
But no matter what, Fan Hu and other core members of the Qilu army suffered a huge blow. Even the knights a little further away staggered out of control, fell off their horses, or staggered away with bleeding from their mouths and noses.
An obvious cold air swept across the battlefield in an instant, causing many raindrops to freeze on the spot and fell on the armor of many people, making a tinkling sound.
Zhang Xing, who noticed a few slight waves of warmth coming towards his face, certainly would not give up this good opportunity, so he wanted to get up and meet them, leading the crowd to kill these people.
But when he was about to stand up, he looked up and saw several streams of light flying towards him one after another on the mountainside of Zili Mountain.
Zhang Xing did not dare to neglect, and sat down again, then held the sword in both hands, no longer leaving any room, and only used his true energy from all the meridians as much as possible, reawakening the sea of true energy in the entire array, and adjusted his breathing, waiting
By the time the first two streams of light came to him, the sea of true energy had already turned into a rising tide with his breathing.
The man did not hesitate and took this opportunity to strike out with his sword.
A lilac stream of light hurriedly flashed past and dodged to the side, while another silver-white stream of light ignored everything and faced him face to face.
When he got closer, Zhang Xing could clearly see that it was a man wearing a silver-grey mask, and he knew that it must be Zhang Changgong, a master of Chengdan.
The spear in Zhang Changgong's hand stabbed from afar, and bumped into Zhang Xing's zhenqi formation a few feet away. As soon as they collided, Zhang Xing felt tightness in his chest, and the Shocking Dragon Sword in his hand made his hands numb. But at the same time,
, the opponent actually let go of the spear directly. Not only that, as the Shocking Dragon Sword swept far away in front of the opponent, the silver-gray mask on the latter's face actually shattered on the spot, revealing a face that was too fair and the lines were too soft.
Sometimes he had a frightened face.
This is not the time to cherish the beauty, nor is it the time to reminisce about the past, but it is also not the time to take advantage of the situation to end the other party, because two more streams of light are flying straight at a faster speed, and the speed is extremely fast, there is no time to let Zhang Dalong head
Take multiple breaths to adjust the ups and downs of the sea of true energy in the array.
Zhang Xing's scalp was numb. Why didn't he know who was coming? So he immediately calmed down and took a deep breath. He didn't even have time to stand up from the horse, and roared with all his strength. He used strength that he had never used in his life, and only used his strength.
Instinctively, he struck at the intruder at all costs.
With a sword slashed out, Zhang Xing felt as if something substantial jumped out of thin air where his chest and abdomen exerted his true energy. It instantly connected the air sea in the formation with the limbs and bones, and then beat in unison with his heart.
It rises and falls with the breath, and even seems to be vaguely connected to the world.
This is a wonderful, qualitative feeling, as if for an instant, the breath and the beating of the heart take on a new meaning, as if there is a strong connection point between oneself and the world, and an inexplicable sense of belonging arises.
At this moment, Zhang Xing had woken up and condensed his elixir.
Moreover, he vaguely realized that the reason why he was so slow in condensing the pill was probably because he was a time traveler, so he needed more certification and recognition similar to this world.
It doesn't seem to be emotional, but the kind of actual actions, used to influence the world, and in turn be recognized by the world.
But there was no time for unnecessary emotion and reflection, because Sima Zheng's power far exceeded the previous two.
The spear covered with radiant energy fell down, and actually collided with the Jinglong Sword in Zhang Xing's hand. Zhang Xing obviously borrowed the power of the military formation and combined the power of countless practicing masters to go.
Fighting against one person, but just this collision, it was like the first time he collided with Fan Hu's knights who were vaguely forming a formation. He felt a huge pressure out of thin air, and even passed it.
The most obvious evidence is that a mouthful of sweet and fishy smell immediately came out of his throat, but Zhang Xingsheng swallowed it back.
Not to mention, among the several sergeants in the military formation beside them, several of them flew up on the spot just like the first impact. There was even a familiar-looking protector who rolled on the ground several times and died on the spot.
Zhang Xing sat still, and Sima Zheng fell in front. The two faced each other. The former was expressionless, neither happy nor angry nor sad. He was just feeling the wonderful changes in his body, and then thinking about those strange thoughts, and then
The person had an obviously weird look on his face, he seemed a little shocked, a little confused, but also seemed a little relieved, as if he had known it would be like this.
Of course, this strange confrontation did not last more than five breaths, because Bai Yousi, who was originally chasing behind him, had already stabbed him from a distance with a long sword in his hand.
Sima Zheng took off in the air without hesitation.
Bai Yousi swung his long sword and stopped in front of Zhang Xing's formation.
With the assistance of Zhang Changgong and Sima Zheng, Zhang Xuguo, Fan Hu and others had already escaped early... Even Zhang Changgong, who was only a few breaths away from being frustrated, had already stood up and was desperate to leave.
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Bai Yousi turned around and struck back with a sword, but his energy was cut short by half, and he did not reach the opponent at all. Instead, he made the opponent grit his teeth and leap away.
Zhang Xing didn't say anything, he just sat still. The fishy smell in his throat hadn't gone away, and he hadn't figured out this wonderful feeling yet... What could he say?
On the other side, Bai You missed Zhang Changgong and let Zhang Changgong go. He seemed to feel embarrassed, but he took advantage of the situation and turned around to join in the fight. Like an eagle attacking a pheasant, he easily attacked the master officers of the Qilu army who had participated in the charge before.
He started, but for some unknown reason, he killed several people with one sword strike, but they were stunned on the spot like Sima Zheng, with a look of astonishment on his face.
Zhang Xing was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized something, and then he felt emotional and couldn't help but look up to the sky.
But from the sky, there seemed to be only raindrops falling continuously.
However, if you don't look at the sky, but look slightly sideways, you will find that on the top of the unremarkable Lishan Mountain, in the Zhenlong Temple, which should be dilapidated and deserted, there are actually two people playing chess in the courtyard.
One person is holding a bronze mirror, with a dazed expression and a hint of shrinking. He is a middle-aged man wearing loose and low-grade brocade clothes, while the other person is a woman in yellow palace clothes, with a bright color and a cold expression.
The woman had a dark spot and said coldly: "Three of you! Are you really so free that you will do these things all day and night? Make the world uneasy?"
"What does this have to do with me?" The man holding the bronze mirror felt extremely aggrieved. "And when it comes to causing trouble, you are the ones causing the most trouble, right? Anyone in the world who has achieved anything will probably hate you to death!"
"Let them hate you!" The woman didn't care. "Kill me if you can!"
"It's really crazy." The man reluctantly stopped and quickly shook his head while holding the bronze mirror.
"Are you embarrassed to call others crazy?" The woman raised her head and sneered.
The man thought for a moment and shook his head repeatedly: "I'm not the one who's crazy. I'm an innocent and kind person."
"Are you considered a human being?" The woman sneered again, then picked up a chess piece, but hesitated to place it. A moment later, at the bottom of Lishan Mountain, a shout of kill suddenly sounded like the beginning of a war, and the sound shook the mountains and fields.
The woman listened blankly for a moment, then simply threw down the chess pieces and swept the chessboard clean with a flick of her sleeves.
"What does this mean?" The man was speechless.
"The victory or defeat has already been decided, why bother pretending?" The woman's face was expressionless, she stood up and turned to the view. There was no more words or movement.
The man unexpectedly did not retort, but instead thought of something. Holding a bronze mirror, he squatted on the ground covered with grass and vines on one side of the chessboard in the rain, as if deep in thought. At the bottom of the mountain, the shouts of killing continued. It was obvious that
, as the official army attacked the military formation and was defeated, the Qilu official army and the deposed dragon army were wallowing in a quagmire, and the winner was finally determined.
What follows seems to be just a matter of life and death.