In the evening, Qiu Zhen heard that Tang Yin had not eaten, so he went to the dining room in person, took several plates of food, and came to see Tang Yin.
Tang Yin didn't sleep, and now he couldn't sleep even if he wanted to. It felt like a huge stone was pressing on his chest, making him almost breathless.
Qiu Zhen greeted Asan and Asi, knocked on the door, and saw Tang Yin sitting cross-legged on the mat with his eyes closed and his face gloomy. He walked forward, put the tray gently on the table, and whispered: "
I heard that the king hasn’t had his dinner yet…”
"I'm not hungry." Tang Yin still didn't open his eyes and interrupted him coldly.
Qiu Zhen shook his head and said: "I know how the king is feeling now, but you always have to eat something, otherwise you will starve..."
Teng! Tang Yin stood up abruptly, pointed in the direction of Surabaya, and said sternly: "Two of my brothers just died in Jin'an. Why don't you ask them if they are hungry?" As he said that, he took a step forward.
, came to Qiu Zhen and said in a solemn voice: "If you hadn't insisted on not letting me mobilize the Feilong Army, Zhan Peng, how could Wei Xuan have died so miserably? If the Feilong Army could have gathered the Mo army from all over the country earlier, they would have followed me.
If we go south to fight Surabaya, our army will just retreat to Anqiu like a lost dog?"
Listening to Tang Yin's almost roaring complaints, Qiu Zhen lowered his head and said nothing and did not open his mouth to explain.
In fact, the local armies in Modi's counties have long been dispersed by the Feng Army. Those assembled now were temporarily collected during the Feng Kingdom's occupation. In addition to the Xishan Army, the other 100,000 local armies can only be divided into tiger and tiger soldiers.
, in fact, they have no combat effectiveness at all. Let alone letting them travel long distances to fight with the Feng Army, I am afraid that most of them will be lost during the march. As for the Xishan Army and the Feilong Army, although they have a combined number of more than 200,000, in Surabaya
Can it really play a key role in the battle? Can it really be the opponent of Tianwei Army? Qiu Zhen does not hold any optimistic hope in his heart.
But he didn't want to explain this. He understood that now Tang Yin was in a state of grief and anger and needed someone to vent to. He was willing to be Tang Yin's punching bag.
"Why, you are so eloquent, and now you have nothing to say?" Qiu Zhen didn't speak, and just kept talking to himself. Tang Yin became more and more boring as he talked, squinting at Qiu Zhen.
"It's time for your Majesty to have dinner!" Seeing that Tang Yin had finally come to an end, Qiu Zhen pushed the tray on the table towards him.
When Tang Yin saw this, his nose was almost crooked with anger. He waved his hand fiercely and pushed the tray far away. The food on it was scattered all over the floor. He sat back down on the table, turned his head and looked away, and said angrily: "I won't eat it!"
Qiu Zhen walked away, picked up the tray, and said, "I will go and prepare..."
"I told you not to eat, are you deaf?"
"I'll take my leave!"
As if not hearing what he said, Qiu Zhen took the tray, bowed and saluted, and then walked out of the room.
As soon as he closed the door, he heard a bang inside, and the door shook as if something heavy hit the door. At the same time, he heard Tang Yin yelling from inside: "Asshole!"
Qiu Zhen sighed, smiled bitterly at Ah San and Ah Si who were still standing at the door with a confused face, turned and walked away.
Not long after, Qiu Zhen came to see Tang Yin again with new food. The result was the same. Tang Yin still threw it all over the floor. But Qiu Zhen had this kind of abandonment spirit. He repeated this several times. In the end, even Tang Yin
I was so weak that I felt that if I didn't eat, Qiu could really spend the whole night with him.
When Qiu Zhen brought the food for the sixth time, Tang Yin finally picked up the chopsticks. Although he had no appetite and although he chewed the food hard while staring at Qiu Zhen, he finally ate it.
Qiu Zhen stood aside with an expressionless face, but he was laughing secretly in his heart. Although he was an important minister assisting the king, sometimes he was more like a nurse, coaxing the king like a child.
As time went by, new troops from the Feng Kingdom continued to arrive in Anqiu County. The Feng Army's assembled troops in Anqiu had reached 400,000. On the other side of the Sishui County, the main army of the Mo Kingdom had arrived to join the Tianwei Army.
The total strength of the troops is around 500,000, and the strength of both sides is close to its peak, and the war is about to break out.
In the middle of June, mid-summer, the Mo army took the lead in blowing the clarion call to attack, and all fifty troops were dispatched, heading north towards Anqiu County.
Under Tang Yin's order, the Feng army had no way to retreat and set up their formation on the plains eighty miles south of the county city of Shangwan, preparing for a head-on legion battle with the Mo army.
The total number of troops invested by both sides is close to one million, and this battle can also be regarded as a great battle between countries.
The commander of the Mo army is General Qing Yu, who has under his command Lian Ge, Xiang Wen and other Mo country fierce generals, as well as Shi Hanyu, Zhan Mengqi and other outstanding army commanders.
The commander-in-chief of the Feng Army was naturally Tang Yin, and Zuo Shuang was temporarily appointed as his deputy commander. However, Tang Yin was also very self-aware. At best, he could only be responsible for supervising the battle. In fact, the command of the entire army had to be handed over to Zuo Shuang. After all, Zuo Shuang
He is an experienced commander.
The legions of both sides set up battle formations. Qingyu set up a fish scale formation that was both offensive and defensive. The main force gathered in the center and was divided into several small square formations. They were stacked one on top of another like fish scales, forming a trapezoidal shape overall. The cavalry legions were hidden in the formation, and
The Zuo Shuang formed a purely defensive Long Snake Formation, with the entire army lined up in a straight line with clear priorities, with the Feilong Army in front and the local Mo Army behind.
The hundreds of thousands of troops on both sides can be described as a sea of people, overwhelming. Looking around, it is so dark that it is difficult to distinguish the number. No matter it is the soldiers below or the generals leading the army, everyone is nervous at this time, even if they are more experienced.
A rich commander will not experience many such legion battles.
The atmosphere on the eve of the war became more and more solemn. The legions on both sides were silent. The silence was terrifying. People could even hear their own beating heartbeats. The strong air of murder made the air seem to solidify, making it difficult to breathe. In addition,
The sun was blazing overhead, and before the battle began, people were already covered in sweat. Some of the weak ones were already on the verge of collapse and looked like they might faint at any time.
Although Lingshuang is the king of a country, she has never experienced such a large-scale battle. Looking at the endless battle formation on the opposite side, she felt a chill in her heart. She peeked at Tang Yin beside her. He looked calm and his hands were not in a hurry.
He shook his fan slowly, but his eyes reflected light from time to time, and sometimes his sharp eyes were like knives, penetrating the soul.
"Afraid?"
Lingshuang was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Tang Yin. Since he was always looking into the distance, she asked uncertainly: "Are you talking to me?"
Tang Yin was amused and asked: "Are you still talking to ghosts?"
Lingshuang glared at him and said insincerely: "Of course I'm not afraid."
Tang Yin raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "If I were you, I would definitely not come here at this time, but stay in Shangwan and wait for the result."
Lingshuang also knew that she shouldn't join in the fun. After all, it was too dangerous. It would be better to stay in Shangwan. However, she didn't want to miss this rare legion battle. In addition, she also vaguely felt that she and Tang Yin were on the same side.
In such a crucial battle on the same front, she should stay with Tang Yin instead of hiding in a safe place alone to wait for news.
Of course, she couldn't say this.
She changed the subject and asked: "Do you think Feng Jun will win this battle?"
Tang Yin frowned and said quietly: "My right eye is twitching badly. I'm afraid this battle won't go so smoothly."
Lingshuang lowered her head and murmured: "The left eye jumps to wealth, the right eye jumps to disaster... Could it be that this battle will be lost?" She looked up at Tang Yin in surprise.
"It depends on people! How can we predict winning or losing?!" Tang Yin smiled lightly, but the hands behind his back slowly tightened. Winning or losing is unpredictable, but it can be estimated that currently there are only three people in the Feng Army who are truly capable of fighting.
There were 100,000 people, but the 500,000 Mok Army's side consisted of all the elite Central Army, especially the pure cavalry corps like the Tianwei Army. He had no idea whether his side could win.
Woo--woo---at this moment, a long horn sound came from the Mo army camp on the opposite side, followed immediately by the roaring sound of drums like exploding beans.
That was the signal for the Mo army to launch an attack. Almost at the same time, Zuo Shuang also waved the flag, and the messenger standing aside used his strength to blow the trombone.
The trumpets sounded and the drums thundered. As the blood-boiling drums sounded, the soldiers who were listless just now immediately became energetic. They all stood upright, holding their weapons in their palms and rattled. Even the war horses
Knowing that he was about to enter the battlefield, he kicked the ground with his front hooves and kept roaring.
The drums sounded louder and faster, louder and denser, and finally almost became one continuous sound.
Under the orders of the commanders of each corps, the battle formations of both sides began to advance towards each other.
Seeing an army of nearly a million people moving in the opposite direction and constantly approaching each other, Lingshuang's nerves were so tense that she subconsciously stood up and at the same time unconsciously clenched Tang Yin's hand beside her.
Tang Yin turned to look at her, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said he wasn't nervous, but her palms were sweaty.
The advancement speed of both sides was not slow, but on the battlefield, time seemed to pass extremely slowly, as if it took a century before both sides entered their respective shooting ranges.
The first to send out the arrow formation was the Feilong Army. The Feilong Army was a pure Ning army, adapted from the original Central Army of the Ning Kingdom. Archery was their strength.
"Fire the arrow!"
"Fire the arrow——"
Following the orders, there was only a buzzing sound in the Feng Army camp, and a long and narrow black cloud rose from the top of the Feng Army camp, and flew down to the Mo Army camp with a whistling sound like a ghost crying god.
"Raise your shield! Raise your shield to block the arrow array!"
Mo Jun's reaction was also very quick, and he immediately raised his shield, but even so, under the terrifying arrow array of the Feilong Army, a large number of soldiers were still shot to death, wounded, and fell into a pool of blood. Looking up,
, after just one round of arrow formation, there were countless gaps in the camp in front of the Mo army.
Before it was too late to make adjustments, the Feilong Army's second round of arrow formation arrived again. The arrows were still so dense and powerful. From time to time, someone in the Mo Army advancing forward was hit by an arrow and fell over.
The sound of armor breaking and the clanging sound of impact were connected together.