Eight hundred and twentieth eight chapters lying dragon and phoenix
Tao Shang climbed to the top of Qufu City and looked into the distance, only to see that the Cao and Liu coalition forces had already set up a formation not far from the city. Ten generals were eager to fight in front of the battle formation, and behind them were numerous people of various shapes.
Various types of arms.
Including large shield soldiers, spearmen, halberdiers, crossbowmen, etc., there are all kinds of arms, and they are displayed in a variety of ways.
In the center of those military formations, there was a wooden platform that had just been built by the Cao and Liu alliance. There was a flag on it, and the word "Pang" was indeed embroidered on it.
Tao Shang rubbed his chin, thought carefully for a while, and whispered: "Could it be him?"
Guo Jiadao: "The person who comes here is not good."
"What do you mean by this?"
Guo Jia raised his finger and pointed at the formation of the soldiers on the opposite side, and said: "No matter who this person named Pang is, the formation he set up with these ten fierce generals and these soldiers is not simple. Guo
I am not very proficient in this method, but at first glance, I can see that the layout of these soldiers and horses are slowly interlocking with each other. There seems to be a hidden secret. The positioning and coordination between soldiers are very particular. Once they move,
It is about to rise, and it must be an unending force."
The potter looked at him in surprise: "How can you see so much if you don't know this?"
"It's not that I don't understand at all, I guess I have some experience with it." Guo Jia said dryly: "But this person named Pang is definitely not an ordinary person, this is certain."
At this moment, I saw a large row of Jingzhou Army soldiers standing in front of the high platform opposite, each pinching their waists and puffing out their cheeks for luck.
In an instant, the sergeants were heard roaring in unison as they joined forces and bombarded Qufu City.
"Pang Tong of Xiangyang has heard for a long time that the Prime Minister's methods are superb and unparalleled in the world. Today, I specially set up this formation of soldiers and generals. I want to test my skills with the Prime Minister! Please don't refuse, Prime Minister!"
Tao Shang narrowed his eyes: "It is indeed him, Pang Tong."
A smile appeared on Guo Jia's face: "I thought it was Mr. Pang De at first, but I didn't expect that such a famous figure would appear."
The pottery merchant said slowly: "This man is the nephew of Duke Pang De of Xiangyang, nicknamed Feng Chu."
"Ah?" Guo Jia was stunned when he heard this: "Fengchu? With such an eye-catching nickname, who would dare to call himself that casually? Guo is a man of extraordinary talents, but he doesn't even dare to call himself dragon or phoenix. How dare he call himself Fengchu? He really rebelled against him.
Already."
The potter turned to greet Pei Qian, and asked him to find a row of loud soldiers. He shouted to Pang Tong from the city wall: "Pang Tong, my son, even though you have the ability of a phoenix, you can't defeat our army Wolong."
Talent, Tao is several years older than you. If I were to take action myself, people in the world would probably say that I bullied you. Today I will send your powerful enemy to deal with you... If you have the guts, just stand there and don't move!"
Pang Tong was already standing on the high wooden platform. Hearing the collective shouts of the soldiers on the opposite side of the city on behalf of the pottery merchants, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Phoenix chick?
Someone named Tao calls me Feng Chu?
What kind of nickname is this?
But don’t tell me, it sounds really good!
Also, who is that Wolong?
At this time, Pei Qian, who was ordered to leave, led Zhuge Liang to the city wall and came to the pottery merchant.
The potter turned to look at him and said with a smile, "Kong Ming."
"Teacher, can you call me?"
From the tower, Tao pointed to Pang Tong on the high platform in the distance and said: "That is the next generation of young talents from Xiangyang. Pang Tong Pang Shiyuan, Taoist name Feng Chu, is now personally dispatching ten generals to form formations below the city. I want to follow me."
Military competitions and formations... In recent years, you have not only studied military strategies diligently, but you are also far from the best in this military formations. How about I let you meet this little phoenix for a while?"
Zhuge Liang cupped his hands and said: "Disciple will not show off his ugliness, let's invite the teacher."
The pottery merchant waved his hand boldly: "Hey, he is a junior. How can I be on the same level as him? It's better for you to do it!"
"There are no distinctions between the two armies in front of the formation, whether they are seniors or juniors. Teacher, just clean up that little girl. Let's see who in the world dares to make fun of the teacher!"
Tao Shang looked at Zhuge Liang deeply, suddenly waved to him, pulled him to his side, bit his ear and said: "Don't I understand the formation? In front of so many people, can you not let the teacher know?
To say it so directly... I was very reserved."
Zhuge Liang was stunned for a moment, then he cupped his hands at the potter and said, "Master, don't blame the disciple for being dull for a moment. Then let the disciple take care of this person for the master."
The pottery merchant turned to look at the city and said, "How do you plan to deal with Pang Tong?"
Zhuge Liang carefully observed the formation arranged by Pang Tong in the distance, swaying his feather fan and thinking carefully.
After a while, Zhuge Liang said, "Teacher, I also need you to recruit ten brave generals for me. In addition, you also need to equip me with a thousand light cavalry, two thousand large shields, two thousand simple swordsmen, and a thousand long halberds."
Soldiers, two thousand crossbowmen... they must be the most elite, and they must be proficient in our army's flag language!"
The pottery merchant nodded and said: "There is no problem with the soldiers you asked for. As for the flag language, although not every soldier can understand it, soldiers above the age must understand it. There is absolutely no problem with this.
The leader takes the lead, and the soldiers below only need to obey or follow."
Zhuge Liang nodded and said: "This is the best."
The pottery merchant continued: "It's just that you have to choose one of the ten generals yourself."
Zhuge Liang clapped his fingers and said: "General Zhao Zilong, A Fei, Xu Rong, Xu Huang, Xu Chu, Huang Zhong, Zhang He, Zhang Liao, Gao Shun..."
Zhuge Liang read nine times in a row, and then hesitantly said: "Gan Ning, Zhou Tai, General Tai Shici, and Ji Ling are all stationed outside the city and cannot be transferred. But who should be sent to the tenth candidate...
It’s good.”
The potter thought for a moment and said, "I do have a sharp candidate here. Apprentice, you might as well consider it?"
Zhuge Liang heard this and asked, "Who is that?"
The potter smiled mysteriously and whispered: "Tao's father-in-law."
Zhuge Liang frowned and said in a low voice: "Although Wang Situ has achieved some success in cultivating immortals, it is probably a bit early to let him fight on the battlefield? Has his immortal sword reached this level? After all, he is not here.
I’m afraid I won’t be able to make it in time, right?”
The potter looked at him sadly.
"I'm talking about my other father-in-law... the one who weighs more than 200 pounds!"
Zhuge Liang suddenly slapped his forehead: "That big fat guy... Lu Bu? Can he do it? I remember the last time he went to the battlefield, he was out of breath after fighting for a while."
Tao Shang said with a smile: "Lu Bu's original body had much more muscle tissue than normal people. What he accumulated over the years was mainly water fat. Muscle consumes calories twenty times faster than fat. Therefore, Lu Bu lost weight quickly.
It's much faster than normal people. When I saw him yesterday, I felt that it had already begun to achieve results."
Zhuge Liang looked at the potter blankly: "Teacher, what are you talking about? What is muscle-wasting heat? I don't understand."
The pottery merchant smiled and patted his shoulder and said: "The theme means one sentence, your Grandpa Lu has lost weight!"
When Zhuge Liang heard this, his boss's dissatisfaction showed on his face.
What do you call Grandpa Lu? Who are you taking advantage of?
He was about to retort, but he dismissed the relationship in his mind, counted it carefully with his fingers, and Zhuge Liang feebly shut his mouth.
After carefully looking at the seniority, there is really nothing wrong with the name Grandpa Lu.