"They are going to attack!"
Zhang Wei turned back to look at Feng Jixing. His eyes were filled with helplessness. He himself was a fighting general, and he was only proficient in killing on the battlefield. In terms of commanding troops and formations, Zhang Wei probably couldn't even be ranked in the top 100 among the generals of the entire Qin Empire.
At this time, Feng Jixing finally stood up shakily, and with the help of two guards, he walked to the edge of the city wall. He carefully looked at everything on the battlefield, and said, "Change the formation, use the Strange Formation to break the whole formation into parts!"
"Yes!"
The flag was waved, and the drums were beating loudly.
The Strange Formation was a formation that Feng Jixing had comprehended after many years of research on formations.
The dust on the battlefield flew up, and the whole Qiankun Battle Formation turned into 16 arrows, shooting at 16 angles of the pocket formation, like nails nailing the opponent's formation. The cavalry took the lead, and the shield soldiers and archers followed. In an instant, the whole formation was broken into parts, and there were 16 small Qiankun Battle Formations, and each battle formation had about 3,000 people.
"Attack formation!"
Feng Jixing ordered loudly.
The drums were thunderous, and the 16 Qiankun Battle Formations under the city wall flew up, and the shields hit the opponent's formation with clanging sounds. The cavalry suddenly stabbed, using the method of attacking the surface, and the formation spun rapidly. How could the soldiers of the Tianji Empire resist? In the blink of an eye, there were already many casualties, and it was a mess.
The Qiankun Battle Formation could be broken into 16 small battle formations, but the pocket formation couldn't, because there were too few people, and it was impossible to form a large area of encirclement, not to mention that the Qiankun Battle Formation in front of them was like a top spinning at high speed, and before the pocket formation could be formed, it was torn apart again, and it was of no help at all.
"Dragon Knight, attack!" Gong Shangming shouted loudly.
In the sky, the giant dragon soared, and suddenly swooped down.
Inside the Qiankun Battle Formation, Luo Yu held a saber in her hand as she charged forward on her warhorse. She shouted, "Use the Heavenly Book and burn them to death!"
Each of the 16 battle formations took out a Heavenly Book, and they were all Heavenly Books of the Law of Fire. There was no lack of Heavenly Books among them. Immediately, balls of flames were spat out into the air. The Dragon Knights' Dragon Battle Spin could block the demonic crystals, but it could not block the divine power of the Heavenly Books. In the blink of an eye, all of them were burned black and battered. There were even a few Dragon Knights with slightly lower levels of cultivation who were directly buried under the power of the Heavenly Books.
"Ao ao ao …"
The sorrowful cries of the dragons were one after another. Nearly twenty dragon knights were burned back together, unable to lead the battle at all.
"Magic Crystal Crossbow, fire!"
Luo Yu commanded the troops to charge back and forth. The archers all switched to special magic crystal crossbows and fired the magic crystal arrows into the enemy's formation that had lost the protection of the dragonriders. In an instant, mushroom clouds appeared, and the sounds of people shouting and horses neighing could be heard. At this point, the first battle's outcome was already decided. The sounds of killing rushed into the heavens from within the valley. The Imperial Guard's iron hooves chased after the defeated Flowing Light Army's front line, beheading countless people.
…
"Clang! Clang! "
Two drumsticks fell to the ground. Gong Shangming stood silently on the general platform. He couldn't believe what he saw in front of him. He actually lost so miserably in the first battle with the Qin Empire, so thoroughly!
There were constantly defeated soldiers escaping from the valley, but there weren't many of them. Most of the soldiers had already been buried in the valley. The sound of the magic crystal crossbows was like the tune of their death.
"The front line is finished …"
Caster sat down on the ground and muttered, "My fifty thousand brothers!"
"Commander … Commander!"
A few Captaincy surrounded Caster and helped him up. However, Caster's gaze was like a sharp sword that could pierce through his heart as he stared at Gong Shangming. The veins on his face popped up as he said angrily, "Gong Shangming, what have you done? Didn't you say that the front line could defeat the Qin Empire with fifty thousand soldiers? Why is it like this? "
Gong Shangming gritted his teeth and slowly walked down the platform. His eyes were full of confusion as he said dejectedly, "Feng Jixing is not dead … Feng Jixing is definitely not dead …"
"What did you say? Come with me to see the General!"
Caster grabbed Gong Shangming's collar and flew him to the center of the army.
"Boom!"
Gong Shangming was thrown down from the sky. His face was ashen as he fell onto the carpet in the middle of the army. His face was pale as he laid on the ground. It was as if he had died, but he was still muttering, "Feng Jixing must not be dead. Otherwise, I wouldn't have lost …"
"What happened? Someone come, help him up. "Beiming Huan said in a low voice.
Caster knelt down on one knee and said, "General, the fifty thousand soldiers of the Flowing Spirit Corps disappeared in the blink of an eye. Less than a tenth of our brothers made it back. This is all because of Gong Shangming's poor command. General, please help my fifty thousand brothers!"
"General Caster, I can understand how you feel, but this is not Mister Gong Shangming's fault." Beiming Huan said indifferently, "I used my Divine Power to check just now. Just like what you said, Feng Jixing is indeed not dead. This battle was indeed commanded by Feng Jixing himself. Mister Gong is good at strategy, but not formations. This is not his fault. "
"Then … then my dead brothers died in vain?" Caster's face was very ugly.
"Soldiers die in battle. This is the law of war. They died for the country, and the Tian Ji Empire will remember them forever. Commander, please don't look into it anymore. Victory and defeat are common things in war. If one is to be held accountable for a defeat, then who would still serve the empire? Who would dare to serve the empire?" Beiming Huan's voice was very calm, but each word was filled with power. The other could not say anything else.
Caster gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"
An old general said, "After this defeat, Mister Gong must have lost his confidence. He is no longer suitable to command this battle. I think we should find someone else."
"Military Counselor?"
Beiming Huan asked.
Gong Shangming did not say anything.
But the generals behind him all knelt down and said in unison, "General, please find someone else!"
"Hahahaha …"
Gong Shangming suddenly threw his head back and laughed maniacally. He turned around and strode out of the central tent. Every few steps he took, he would stagger. He looked like a drunkard.
Caster frowned. "Marshal, Gong Shangming has committed a great crime of disrespect. Marshal, please punish him. Otherwise, if everyone is as unscrupulous as him, wouldn't the empire's laws be messed up?"
Beiming Huan narrowed his eyes. "No need to say more. Gong Shangming is a strange man, and he has his own quirks. I do not blame him. Tell me, what should we do next? Who will take over Gong Shangming's command?"
An old general cupped his fists and said, "I recommend General Zhou Xinyao."
"Zhou Xinyao?"
"Yes, Zhou Xin Yao was once a diplomatic envoy to the Qin Empire's eastern capital, Winter Frost City. He was fearless in the face of danger and was highly adaptable. Furthermore, he had been well-versed in military books since he was young and was well-versed in the art of troop deployment. Among the dozens of military advisors of the empire, only Zhou Xin Yao could be compared to Gong Shangming. Since Mister Gong is no longer suitable to command, why not let Zhou Xin Yao have a try?
"Where is Zhou Xinyao?" Beiming Huan said in a low voice.
"Yes, General."
Among the strategists, Zhou Xin Yao stepped out and saluted, "Whatever the Marshal commands, Zhou Xin Yao will not hesitate to go through fire and water."
Beiming Huan smiled. "Zhou Xinyao, our vanguard has been defeated. What should we do now?"
"Yes, after the victory, the enemy's morale will be boosted, but they will also become proud soldiers." Zhou Xinyao was wearing a black brocade robe. "As the saying goes, proud soldiers will be defeated. To us, Mister Gong's defeat is a bad thing, but it is also a good thing. The last time I went on a diplomatic mission, I took a close look at the structure of their steel walls. The outside is very sturdy, but the inside is empty. It can be said that the Qin Empire's governance is very corrupt. Even a fortification like the steel walls would be misused. As long as the war drums sound, we will slowly advance with the heavy shield soldiers, the Stone Chariots will cover and smash, and the dragonriders will protect. Finally, we will use the Thunder Chariots to blast open the walls. Once the steel walls are razed to the ground, the Lingdong Plains will be the world of the Tiger Leopard Cavalry, the nightmare of the Qin people. "
Beiming Huan was overjoyed. "That's good. Men, give Zhou Xinyao a hundred bolts of brocade and five hundred taels of gold. He will be a military counselor and immediately command the army."
"Yes, General!"
… …
After the sun had set, the day's battle had ended, and the Luo River Estuary had over 40,000 corpses of the Flowing Spirit Army lying on the ground with no one to collect them. The cold wind blew, and the corpses seemed to be telling of the outcome of the battle.
"Reporting to Your Highness."
The Commander's Residence was brightly lit, Zhang Wei's face was filled with joy: "We have calculated, the Flowing Spirit Army's frontline army has lost more than 43,000 men, and we have captured 4000 of them, only 2000 managed to escape, we have destroyed their morale in this battle, it was too satisfying!"
Feng Jixing did not dare to laugh. If he did, the wounds on his face would tear apart. He just sat there like an emotionless person.
"Tonight, be on guard against Beiming Huan's sneak attack." Tang Xiaoxi said, "We cannot let them use the same trick again."
"Yes." Feng Jixing nodded.
At this time, the messenger rushed in and said, "Reporting to the two Highnesses, Princess Xi, His Highness King Qin has a letter."
"A letter from Mu!?"
Tang Xiaoxi hurriedly took it and opened the small scroll. It was indeed Lin Muyu's handwriting, and it was very good calligraphy. After so many years in the Broken Cauldron Realm, Lin Muyu had always been learning calligraphy. Now, his calligraphy could be said to have its own style. Although it was much inferior to Qin Yin's calligraphy, it was still passable.
"What did Yu say?" Feng Jixing asked.
Tang Xiaoxi looked up and said, "Mu congratulated us on today's victory. But he said that the Tianji Empire will definitely launch an even fiercer attack tomorrow. He has already gathered Situ Sen, Wei Chou, Situ Xue, and the others at the foot of the Tianqiong Snow Mountain. He has gathered nearly 30,000 elites from the Longdan Army Camp. Tomorrow, he will send a letter. The Longdan Army Camp will set fire to the Flowing Dawn Army and advance behind them. They will cooperate with us to completely defeat them."
"Good!"
Feng Jixing happily slammed his fist on the table, but his excitement affected his wounds. He immediately sat down in pain and said, "The Imperial Guards also lost more than ten thousand people today. Tomorrow's battle will be even more bitter. We can't let their dragonriders get close to the steel protective wall, or else the magic crystal cannons will be lost. Who will come out to fight tomorrow?"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
The Tianji Empire would definitely turn out in full strength for tomorrow's battle. They still had more than 200,000 soldiers. Who would be able to stop them?
Zeng Yifan knew that the Divine Might Battalion's tens of thousands of men would definitely not be a match for them. The Zither Dragon Army under Su Yu's command would also not be able to fight on their own. The military strength of the other feudal vassals was less than 10,000 people. None of them could be the main force of the battle.
At this moment, a general stood up majestically and said, "National Army, let's go."
It was Tang Zhen.
Feng Jixing was stunned. "There are only 50,000 people in the National Army. No way!"
Linghu Yan, who was beside Tang Zhen, also stood up and bowed. She said, "Your Highness Prince Xin, what if we add in the Demon Race's 200,000 soldiers?"
…
"…"
Feng Jixing pondered for a long time and said, "Tomorrow, the Tianji Empire will send out all of their elite troops. Among them, the beast cavalry includes tiger, leopard, wolf, badger, and rhinoceros. Tens of thousands of beast cavalry will charge forward with great power. Do you two know what it means to go to war?"
"Yes."
Tang Zhen said calmly, "Soldiers are trained for a thousand days and used in one day. For the Empire, I am willing to die on the battlefield."
Linghu Yan also said, "I will follow my husband forever."
Tang Xiaoxi remained silent. She wanted very much to stop Linghu Yan and Tang Zhen from stepping onto this fierce battlefield, but she could not do so.
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