"Zhang Yongqing, are you really not going to consider withdrawing your troops?"
The green light formed a diamond-shaped space, blocking the red fire that was burning everything. Chen Tang stepped into the void, looking at Zhang He who was suffering from a brain hemorrhage below with a half-smile. As she spoke, she glanced at the other enemy soldiers.
The troops Zhang He brought with him were all elite.
Just from their aura, you can tell that each of them is battle-hardened, has a strong will, and is in high spirits and cannot be easily shaken.
When they form a military formation, they can gather morale above their heads - even though the morale provided by each individual is not much, but when the number gathers to a certain level, quantitative change will lead to qualitative change.
Morale is equivalent to a warrior's martial spirit.
The generals or counselors who command the army can use this power. Of course, in most cases, they rely on instructions to command the soldiers of the army to reach a state of unity, and the military spirit can be greatly increased.
If a general or strategist uses it directly, not only will the effect be worse, but it will also put a mental burden on the user.
The military formation Zhang He was using at this moment was the square formation.
Divide all the troops into four parts, each guarding one side. The four sides seem independent but cooperate with each other. When one side loses morale, it can be replenished from the other three parts to ensure that the strength of each side is balanced. Prevent the enemy from breaking through the whole area with a single point.
At the same time, the offense and defense of the four directions can be flexibly switched.
As long as there are enough people, it is not impossible to kill a 20th-rank Grand Marquis, not to mention a 16th-rank Grand Marquis. However, there are not many such examples in history. After all, which 20th-rank Grand Marquis doesn't have his own elite troops? There are only a few cases of being alone.
It usually occurs in wars to annihilate a country.
The defeated side's troops were wiped out, and only the generals with strong survivability were still alive and holding on. They had to either fight or surrender.
In the normal process, the two sides meet, and the generals are responsible for fighting to boost the morale of their own troops. The same 10,000 people, with and without morale boost, are completely different. After the official start of the war, the legions will be responsible for the head-on collision on the battlefield.
For someone like Chen Tang who was besieged by the army with full health...
It's really rare!
But this does not mean that you can do whatever you want by recruiting enough soldiers. The power of the army is affected by the overall quality of the soldiers. In addition, you also need to consider the neatness of the formation, the will of the soldiers, the efficiency of issuing orders, and the completion of the orders...
This means that the larger the size of the army formation, the worse its mobility and flexibility, and the easier it is for a lone warrior to escape. Therefore, different formations are derived according to different scenarios. Zhang He's troops' current formation is inflexible, but it is very suitable for encirclement and ambush. Just the consumption can be used to surround people and beat them to death, but Chen Tang is unreasonable.
Apart from being a little out of breath, the Dan Mansion was still full.
On the other hand, the enemy was not so relaxed. Their morale was depleted. In addition, the soldiers at the outermost part of the legion were killed and the formation was not as neat as before. The pressure on Chen Tang was not as great as before. If the situation continued like this, she would definitely win!
Tsk—
She should learn Wuhui's unique skills.
By affecting the morale and hearing of the soldiers, she was able to weaken the power of the army. Unfortunately, she only knew a few words, and the few she knew were either used to farm or kill people. Otherwise, she would have gotten away successfully by now.
Well, it would be the same if we could convince Zhang He to withdraw his troops.
Zhang He chose to ignore her nonsense.
Chen Tang pursed his lips childishly.
"It's really a pit stone, smelly and hard. Aren't you worried that my soldiers will come and make dumplings out of you?" As he spoke, the surging dragon of fire gradually dissipated, and sporadic flames could be seen occasionally, but the scorching heat in the air had not subsided. Chen Tang did not intend to walk out of the diamond-shaped space, "Alas, you don't know how to appreciate a good person."
She deliberately irritated Zhang He's nerves.
Zhang He looked unhappy at first, and then a black falcon flew over from the horizon. Miraculously, after the falcon flew to Zhang He, it turned into a human on the spot! It was actually the incarnation of literary energy!
The visitor nodded to Zhang He, and the solemnity on Zhang He's face faded away, gradually turning into a cold smile: "County Magistrate Shen, are you sure?"
Chen Tang stared intently at the embodiment of literary energy.
Somehow, she felt that this aura was very familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had come across it for a moment.
Chen Tang asked, "What do you mean?"
"Of course, the more reinforcements you have, the better. That way, when you return, you will see corpses all over Chaoli Pass!"
Chen Tang: "... So confident?"
Although he said this, his heart was beating fast.
In the dragon-slaying game, Huang Lie, that bastard, was hiding his strength from the beginning to the end. In Chen Tang's opinion, the sixteenth-level great master was not a difficult problem. He was a stamped fake. She or Gong Xichou could fight him. At worst, sending two fifteenth-level junior masters could contain him for a while. By containing the top-level combat power and ensuring the safety of the legion's power, there was still a great chance of winning.
The real problem lies in his army of heavy-shielded warriors!
These heavy shield warriors were of high quality individually, and they were puppets themselves, so they could obey orders and act in unison without any training. Chen Tang could not have expected how powerful they would be if they were to gather together to form a military formation.
She may not know, but Huang Lie must know.
At this moment, he seized the opportunity and took advantage of Wu Xian's hunting to launch a surprise attack... One side was well prepared, while the other was still in a panic. As one side gained strength while the other lost strength, Huang Lie's advantage was indeed great. Chen Tang glanced in the direction of Liguan with her peripheral vision. The sky at the end of her sight was faintly patterned with a light red edge. She screamed, and the air sank into her dantian, spreading the sound to the maximum.
"Public! Western! Revenge!"
The sound waves spread in all directions.
Wherever it passed, the misty mountain fog stopped.
The weary birds returning to their nests were frightened by this wave and flew away in panic.
When Zhang He heard this name, he not only felt like having a heart attack, but also a cerebral infarction—Gong Xichou was also nearby
In a moment, the sound echoed over a radius of dozens of miles.
Under the protection of Chen Tang's incarnation of Wen Qi, Wu Xian successfully reunited with Gong Xichou. Seeing that his second son was only slightly injured, he finally put down his worries. The second son also burst into tears when he saw his old father covered in scars. The father and son who survived the disaster hugged each other tightly. Before the strong emotions were fully expressed, they were frightened by Piercing's call and stopped abruptly. The two looked at each other in bewilderment.
The father and son as well as the surviving guards all looked at the bored Gong Xichou. No—he was bored in the last second. The next second after the voice came, he sat up straight as if an electric current passed through his body and turned his head to face one place.
Wu Xian said worriedly: “Something happened to Sister Shen!”
This is clearly a signal for help.
He was a little confused about the relationship between Gong Xichou and Chen Tang. If you say that the two have a good relationship, Gong Xichou didn't even bat an eyelid when he heard that Chen Tang was covering the rear, and he had no intention of running over to support them. If you say that the two have a bad relationship, he now looks anxious.
Just when Wu Xian was thinking about how to persuade him, Gong Xichou said, "Just run away on your own," summoned the Wudan Totem, jumped onto the python's head, and then -
Fly, fly away
The second young master was stunned: "Snakes—can fly?"
Not only can it fly, it can also fly very fast.
In the blink of an eye, he took Gong Xichou and fled until only his back was left. His snake body twisted in the air, and at first glance, it really looked like the legendary dragon. However, whose dragon has horns
Wu Xian was as shocked as his son.
However, as the leader of a faction, he still knew the importance of things. Once Gong Xichou left, they would no longer have any military protection around them, so they needed to go down the mountain and return to the camp as soon as possible. If they were lucky, they could meet up with the reinforcements halfway, and that would be truly safe.
When Gong Xichou arrived riding on the Wudan totem, he sensed the unique aura of the Gongxi high priest from afar - Wudan warriors use martial energy, and Wenxin scholars control literary energy. Both are tempered by the energy of heaven and earth, but the power of the Gongxi high priest comes from faith, or divine power. With divine power, he can mobilize the life force that exists under the land.
This is the power given to the high priest by the god of their tribe.
In other words—
When fighting with the high priest, you have to make him leave his feet off the ground!
Zhang He obviously didn't know this trick, and let the figure exuding life force from time to time flash to the ground for a while. Gong Xichou wanted to laugh, but considering that the phantom was a senior in the clan, he held back out of respect.
"Mama—I'm coming!"
A huge python fell from the sky.
Every military formation has its advantages and disadvantages, and the four-sided military formation is no exception. Breaking away from the inside will encounter great resistance, but attacking from the outside in, the barrier is relatively fragile. Gong Xichou's Wudan Totem accelerated the collision, and with a slight sound similar to the shattering of glass, a small gap was forcibly created.
The gap is only wide enough for one person to pass through.
If Gong Xichou comes in, Chen Tang can’t go out.
She watched the rift close.
Gong Xiqiu noticed her emotions keenly and summoned the Wudan Totem again: "It's okay, we can just fight our way out."
Zhang He looked at Gong Xichou viciously: "Arrogant!"
Gong Xichou: "You guys alone want to stop the two of us... No, if the three of us join forces, you are dreaming, right?"
He regarded the phantom as a person - a Gongxi warrior with the care of the high priest, the power he exerted was not as simple as one plus one! Well, he was a little eager to try.
Come to think of it, he hasn't experienced it yet.
On the night of the extermination of the clan, he was caught off guard and had his heart ripped out by Tang Guo's men before he could resist. He was then resurrected by Jimo Can and the spirits of his clan members, but the old priest had already died. After that, he sought revenge on Tang Guo. Jimo Can's second-hand high priest cooperated with him, but he only mocked him and fought alone, not knowing what support was...
I thought I had no chance, but I didn't expect to get a chance. Gong Xichou didn't hide his excitement.
Come on, come harder!
He, a warrior of the Gongxi tribe, fights for his tribe!
With a tearing sound—
The sound of clothes being torn attracted Shen Tang's attention.
I just saw Gong Xichou raise his hand to hook the collar and tear off his shirt, revealing his firm and swollen muscles. His skin is delicate and his contours are clear, making people praise him as a male Bodhisattva! A circular clan pattern appeared on his shoulder blades.
There are several scars on the chest and back, but they are not hideous.
No chest hair, good review.
Chen Tang: “…”
If it wasn't the wrong occasion, I would have whistled.
With one sword, she smashed the arrows on the left and the nets on the right, and shouted, "Gong Xichou, what are you doing?"
Gong Xichou did not answer.
Instead, the shadow cast a sad glance at him.
The corners of his lips twitched uncontrollably.
The arc is very small and it is difficult to detect without careful attention.
The shadow raised the wooden staff and pointed at the air.
A beam of light flew out like a meteor and merged with the clan pattern on Gong Xichou's shoulder blade. The clan pattern under his skin came alive, expanding all over his body while evolving into more complex patterns, wrapping Gong Xichou from head to toe.
The moment the clan emblem awakened, it turned into a suit of armor.
The armor style is not as complex and gorgeous as Gong Xichou's armor. On the contrary, it is simple and unpretentious, and looks ordinary. Only the user knows that this armor comes from the earth. Through it, one can obtain the blessing of the gods.
Gong Xichou clenched his fist.
He clearly felt that there was a powerful force full of life that connected him to the earth. Its breath was peaceful, completely different from the violent and overbearing martial energy. It flowed through his meridians, and he felt as comfortable as being in a forest with a breeze blowing on his face.
At this moment, the incarnation of literary energy beside Zhang He sneered.
The voice was so soft, so soft that even Zhang He at the side couldn't hear it.
Zhang He murmured: "How could it be..."
As the former imperial physician of Xin State, Zhang He had some knowledge of the Gongxi people and their history, so he naturally knew the peculiarities of this ethnic group. Their power transcended the existing system.
The clan leader is just an ordinary manager, and the real core is the high priest. It is said that as long as the high priest gives orders, both men and women in the clan can use the clan emblem to gain good combat power. But for some reason, Tang Guo, the general of Geng State, was able to lead more than 10,000 elite soldiers and easily break through their clan territory and wipe out the clan overnight.
Zhang He initially thought that the records of the Gongxi tribe were exaggerated and the rumors were distorted, but now that he had seen it with his own eyes, he found that some of the records were true. Gongxi Chou was indeed a scourge, and it was a pity that he was not able to take advantage of his promotion thunder tribulation to take his life last time.
It's no use regretting these things now.
The most urgent task is to find a way to deal with the two of them.
He cast his hopeful gaze towards the incarnation of literary energy beside him.
He said with a little respect: "Please help me, sir."
The origin of this scholar is extremely mysterious.
He originally worked for Zheng Qiao, but somehow ended up with Huang Lie, and also had a relationship with the sixteenth-class great masters around Huang Lie. Before he showed up, Huang Lie had a group of heavy shield warriors on the verge of being scrapped, and the poisonous insects in their bodies were restless and out of control, and they didn't listen to his commands.
In the past, they would kill the insects by beheading them. But when this person appeared, he calmed the insects down. As they had all played with the insects before, Zhang He knew the difficulty inside and was even more afraid of this person. However, he did not hear any useful information when he asked privately.
I don't even know the other person's origin or name.
The incarnation of literary energy said sinisterly, "Hmph, no problem."
So Zhang He waited with full confidence.
result-
All that came was a puzzled "Huh" from the scholar.
The next second, the shadow holding the wooden stick chasing Chen Tang's assistance seemed to sense something, turned his head to face this side, and then swung out another dark green long needle! Before Zhang He knew what happened, the scream from the incarnation of Wen Qi stopped abruptly and dissipated on the spot.
The shadow's voice was cold: "You don't know your own limitations."
Chen Tang also noticed the movement around Zhang He. She and Gong Xichou were responsible for two different military formations, protecting each other's blind spots. After a brief contact, she asked, "What happened?"
Gong Xichou was speechless.
"He wants to control my insect."
Ah, who gave him the courage to play with the Gu worm in front of the Gongxi tribe's high priest? Even without the high priest, the Gu worm in his body is the tribe's most precious treasure. Do you know what a treasure is? It is the king of the kings of Gu worms. Do you still want to control the riot
I want to daydream before dawn.