"Yan Changshi, peace of mind, peace of mind. Old Huang has been practicing martial arts for many years and is a veteran in the army. Although there are a few soldiers and horses under his command, they are all well-trained elite soldiers. They are better than those soft-footed shrimps of the King of Song Dynasty.

Ten times, a hundred times. This battle is invincible.

There is no need for Governor Yang to turn back, our army will surely defeat the enemy in just one battle."

Next to Yan Xiang, another man dressed as a general stood. This was the remaining lieutenant general in Dongcheng County. He had a somewhat darkened face, looked at Yan Xiang while speaking, and curled his mouth again and again.

I really don’t know what General Pei thinks. Apart from General Bao, I have to listen to the orders of a prefect. I’m really... dissatisfied and angry...

"Hmph. What do you have to worry about, you idiots who are not familiar with the military? I can easily capture the Song army. I just want to cut your face so that the higher-ups know that you specialize in martial arts and rely on martial arts to fight.

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Time flies so fast, a day passes in the blink of an eye.

On the evening of the day Zhu Biao's troops marched out of Wei County, by a river thirty miles southwest of Fangshan City, Zhu Biao's troops had regrouped into a large army and met the Prince's army who had been killed.

The two armies did not immediately start their battle formations, but stood near the river and set up military camps.

From 12,000 to 13,000 people, the specific number of the Prince's Army cannot be determined, but what Zhu Biao knows is that they definitely do not have 15,000 troops.

Putting away the telescope, Zhu Biao returned to the military camp with his guards. It was already dark.

Early next morning.

Thin mist spread in the air, the breeze blew by, and waves of coolness hit me.

On the surface of the small river not far away, a layer of light mist floats on it, and as the breeze blows, wisps of water smoke are rolled up.

By the waterside, the Song army camp, which had been bustling with people yesterday, was now empty. As early as before dawn, 20,000 Song troops had already left the camp.

Four or five miles south of here, on the lower reaches of the river, a Prince's Army camp is safely located. More than 10,000 Prince's Army have also left the camp.

It must be a kind of "tacit understanding of war" that goes without saying on the battlefield. Zhu Biao and Huang Guan cooperated very well.

"Dong dong dong -" the faint sound of drum beating came from each other's military formations.

A quarter of an hour later, the loud sound of war drums was already shaking the eardrums. More than 30,000 troops from the two armies advanced in formation, and the distance became smaller and smaller.

In the early morning, the mist had not yet dissipated. The two armies were hundreds of feet apart by the river, each using arrows to block their positions.

"I wish the commander-in-chief's prediction is accurate. The prince's army has divided its forces to fight and will destroy itself. Liu here wishes the commander-in-chief a victory." Liu Zhuo's heart was relieved. His 20,000 troops faced half of the enemy, and they should win without losing.

. He smiled and arched his hands towards Zhu Biao.

Zhu Biao replied with a slight smile. He looked towards the enemy formation, and saw the cold light. Even though the dense armor of Prince Wan Xu was obscured by water mist, it was still shining with cold light under the rising sun.

"Instruct Chen An and Zhang Fuyang. Chen An's camp will form across the river, and his left wing will advance forward. Zhang Fuyang's camp will move one mile to the right, and his right wing will advance forward. This will create a situation for my commander to outflank him on both sides." Zhu Biao looked at the opposite side.

In the formation of the Prince's Army, the thick "yellow" flags at the forefront were full of ridicule.

Although it is not as smooth as cavalry rushing into the formation, if 20,000 troops fight 10,000 troops, the increase in the system is like bullying. The simplest "Three Talents Formation" is enough.

Of course, when the central army of the Sancai Formation is in a circular formation, with the sharpest points on the two wings forming, it is also necessary to attack the opponent.

Huang Guan was also looking at Zhu Biao, looking at something that looked exactly like a telescope in his hand. It was also a telescope, but the value of this telescope was much higher than the telescope in Zhu Biao's hand.

Those two lenses are made of absolutely transparent and colorless crystal, and the rejection rate is extremely high. It has been several years since Zhu Biao's telescope was introduced to the Central Plains. Even with the strength of the prince and the strength of the vassal kings from all over the country, they have not been able to achieve great success.

The scale is configured in the military.

"How dare a young boy with yellow hair dare to fight against me?" He smiled scornfully at Zhu Biao who was opposite him. Huang Guan pointed his finger at the captain of his opponent in the Song Army's formation, and the Army Sima said: "Who is willing to capture this with me?

Thief general?"

"General, wait until the end of the day to capture the general." His subordinates said the same thing and fired their spears. Without waiting for Huang Guan's permission, they immediately rode out of the battle. It was like grabbing gold, lest others take the lead.

"Which one of you is going to capture him?" Zhu Biao's eyes twitched a few times. Before coming to the Central Plains, he knew that Caspian Central Plains still had the habit of fighting generals, but he really didn't expect to encounter him like this.

You must know that he has been fighting with the barbarians in the North for so long, but he has never seen a general fighting in front of the formation. Subconsciously, he is used to fighting in formation and the process of seeing the true meaning of the military formation.

Now we are about to have a head-on battle with the Prince's Army. It feels a bit awkward to do this.

However, a cold light flashed in Zhu Biao's eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This is the quality of the generals of the Zhou army. Although they are good, they are not much better than the Han army in terms of force.

Now, the prince's military commander who has rushed out has a second-rate to above average military force. He is absolutely average. If he is placed in the rank of a military commander of the Han Dynasty, he is also popular.

"We will capture him later." Zhang He raised his ax and leapt out of the horse.

Since the march, no matter Chen An, Zhang Fuyang or Wu Boniu, they have made progress. Only Zhang He was assigned to the middle camp and acted behind the scenes, and he has never made any significant achievements.

Today, it's Zhang He's turn to show his face to kill the general.

"Where did this unknown person come from? Why don't you quickly report your name?" As one of the most trustworthy and amiable leading military officers of the Song Dynasty, Zhang He is a well-deserved leader among the 200,000 Song military officers.

, the same is true for the other four Chen An. They are the elite of the King of Song, and their status is correspondingly much stronger than the ordinary captains.

It's like a direct lineage of a party-state and a miscellaneous one. They have the same military rank and the same regiment. The combat power controlled by the former's officers is much better than that of the latter's officers.

Zhang He shouted loudly while holding a mountain-cutting ax in his hand.

"I am Wei Chenghu, who are you?"

A Three Kingdoms-style question and answer sounded in front of the formation, which made Zhu Biao, who saw this for the first time, raise his eyebrows even higher.

"The King of Song Dynasty's personal army, Zhang He is also one of them."

"Kill..."

"Kill--"
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