"Hmph! You're about to die, yet you still have a sharp tongue! As citizens of the Great Tang, the Seven Cultivators of Virtue disobeyed His Majesty's orders and openly opposed the Imperial Court's army in broad daylight. This is no different from a rebellion! Soldiers, listen up! Take down this hut! "
Dugu Xin didn't want to cause any more trouble, so he waved his hand and ordered coldly.
At this moment, he was back to being a great general who commanded thousands of soldiers and horses!
"Yes!"
The Imperial Army answered loudly, and hundreds of soldiers formed a Mo Saber Formation with their Mo Sabers and began to attack Yin Batian.
Although the Imperial Army's martial realm was far inferior to Yin Batian's, their seamless cooperation made up for their lack of individual strength.
When Yin Batian beat back an Imperial Army soldier, dozens of Mo Sabers would follow behind him. Thus, he didn't dare to go all out and attack anyone.
This was the power of a battle formation!
Many people scoffed at the use of battle formations, thinking that it was just something made up by novelists and that its use on the battlefield was negligible. Li Zexuan also thought so in the past, but after seeing the Imperial Army beat up Yin Batian, he didn't think so anymore.
In fact, if one didn't have a battle formation, it was no different from being a hooligan. The tactics of ancient armies mainly relied on battle formations.
Because communication methods were basically non-existent, sound couldn't travel far, flags couldn't be seen, fireworks and musical instruments were monotonous, and messengers could be killed if they ran too slowly. A mechanized battle formation was the only way to achieve the goal of a general.
For soldiers, they just had to remember who was next to them and whether they should stand in a horizontal line or a diagonal line. As for the rest, it was up to the officers.
As for the power of military formations, a simple example could be used to illustrate it.
According to reliable historical records, Emperor Wu of Song of the Southern Dynasties led a few hundred soldiers to defeat tens of thousands of peasant soldiers. Many people would think that this was just bragging, but if one understood the true meaning of battle formations, they would know that it wasn't just guns that could be used against the natives.
The Art of War recorded the ten most basic battle formations: square formation, circle formation, sparse formation, number formation, sharp formation, goose formation, hook formation, xuan formation, water formation, and fire formation. Some of the messy formations in the later generations were derived from these ten basic formations.
The principle of using formations was to break through the weak points of the opponent's formation and expand the results of the battle after breaking through.
Later on, this theory was no longer limited to field battle formations. Eventually, it was promoted to national strategy by Sun Wu. From this, it could be seen that ancient military commanders attached great importance to military formations.
In just fifteen minutes, Yin Batian's body was covered in a dozen saber wounds. While there were quite a few injured Imperial Army soldiers, there were even more Imperial Army soldiers coming to reinforce him. What made Yin Batian want to curse the most was that while he was fending off the soldiers, he also had to be on guard against the shameless sneak attacks of Li Zexuan, Dugu Xin, and Dugu Feiteng.
Right now, the three of them were considered experts in Yin Batian's eyes. They were experts who could threaten his life. The wounds on his body were proof of that.
Under the influence of various unfavorable factors, Yin Batian's True Qi was being depleted faster and faster. The saber wounds on his body were increasing, and he had entered a vicious cycle. If this continued, he would be hacked to death in less than fifteen minutes because of his True Qi!
After all, even a Martial Dao master could not have an endless supply of True Qi!
"Yin Batian, why don't you just surrender? You are also a formidable person. I don't think you want to end up being hacked to death, right? If you surrender, I can leave you with an intact corpse! "
Li Zexuan's eyes were like torches. He had already seen through the situation on the battlefield. He crossed his arms and looked at Yin Batian coldly.
"Yes, yes, yes! Yin Batian, if you call me grandpa, I might be kind enough to give you a quick death. Don't make any more pointless struggles! Haha! "
Dugu Feiying laughed as he played with the Xuan Leaf Flying Dagger in his hand.
To him, there was no way he would let go of such an opportunity to beat a drowning dog! Moreover, this was a Peak Grandmaster. He would be proud to brag about such a drowning dog in front of others!
But he had forgotten who was the one who shamelessly called him grandpa and begged for mercy during the battle!
"Pfft! Shameless brat, if I have the chance, I will definitely kill you! "
New and old grudges surged in his heart. Looking back at the battle just now, Yin Batian realized that he had lost because of Dugu Feiying's foul mouth. That was why he had made several wrong decisions.
Therefore, the person Yin Batian hated the most was not Li Zexuan or Dugu Xin. It was definitely Dugu Feiying. He wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood!
"Hahaha! Come at me! Come at me if you dare! Unfortunately, you can't hit me! Let me ask you, are you angry? Are you angry? Hahaha! "
Dugu Feiying continued to use his foul mouth. But this time, his foul mouth was going to cause trouble again!
"Sha, sha, sha ~!"
Suddenly, a very clear "sha, sha, sha" sound came from above the mountain path. Li Zexuan and the others looked up in confusion and were shocked!
It was a giant python with seven heads. When it stood up, it was as tall as four people. Li Zexuan cursed in his heart. At this moment, he wondered if the world he had transmigrated to was the real world of Tang Dynasty. Why does it feel like a magical world?! Even a giant python with seven heads has appeared. What the hell is going on?
Following behind the huge snake was a man with a thin face and snow-white hair. The man snorted and said, "Don't worry.
"Hmph! Do you really think that the Seven Cultivators of True Virtue is a pushover? "
"Flying Snake?"
Li Zexuan's pupils shrank as he suddenly spoke.
He recognized the person in front of him at first glance!
Although the flying snake was masked when he tried to assassinate him, Li Zexuan still remembered the pair of eyes. Therefore, even though the flying snake had a withered face and snow-white hair, Li Zexuan still recognized him!
Although the flying snake didn't have much true qi fluctuations on his body, he looked even more sinister and terrifying when he stood next to the giant seven-headed snake.
"Hehe! Mr. Li, you really have good eyesight. You can actually recognize me! "
The flying snake put his hands behind his back and sneered.
"Junior Martial Brother, your … your hair!"
The Imperial Army was also frightened by the giant seven-headed snake and stopped attacking. Yin Batian looked at the withered face and snow-white hair of the flying snake and couldn't help but exclaim in shock.
"It's fine. Senior Martial Brother, you should heal your wounds first. Next, let these people see the real Seven Cultivators of True Virtue! Hahaha! "
The flying snake waved his hand and laughed maniacally.
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