Yang Si was so frightened that his face turned pale.
Jiang Pengji looked at the situation on the battlefield with a cold eye, and said quite amusingly, "I'm like the kind of person who is rushing to die?"
Yang Si secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he was already mentally prepared for the lord to rush forward regardless of Xiaobai.
She was suddenly so obedient and docile, Yang Si was really not used to it.
Jiang Pengji said, "I found something different by pretending to be sick this time."
Yang Si looked at her puzzled, and murmured in his heart.
What did the lord learn from the feigning illness incident, so uncharacteristically
She was indifferent to her persuasion before, but now she is about to give up hope, and she has learned to be safe.
Jiang Pengji smiled without saying a word.
After careful calculation, she has been in this era for almost ten years.
On the surface, she has adapted well, like an ordinary deviant person from the ancient times, but she is still the commander of the Federal Regiment Corps. She and the people around her are the same kind of people on the surface, but their essence is completely different—
She never felt how important blood inheritance was. After all, fertility has been replaced by machines, and it has become extremely simple to continue life.
As long as she wants, she can have the inheritor of the best genes.
This era is different. Having children is not only to meet the needs of the body, but also the continuation of life and will.
Because Jiang Pengji had no heirs, when the news of her serious illness came out, everyone agreed that the foundation she had created would be destroyed. Without heirs, there is no hope of continuation. Even if everyone didn't say it in front of her, she knew it in her heart.
As soon as she dies, the people who once depended on her will be like duckweeds without roots, and the real tree will fall apart and be divided up by other forces in troubled times.
This time it's pretending to be sick, so everyone can calm down. Next time, if you are seriously injured and critically ill, so what
Considering the average life expectancy of this era, the people around her are already middle-aged or old, and they cannot be frightened when they are old.
so-
A little bit of restraint, and protect yourself, lest these little princes scare you.
The power of dozens of bed crossbows is indeed terrifying. Watching soldiers die under the bed crossbows in the live broadcast room, I can't help but worry.
However, this is a war on a scale of 100,000, and no matter how powerful dozens of crossbows are, there is no way to wipe out the other side.
After dozens of breaths, the vanguard of the two sides had already fought together.
On the battlefield, unless you reach the level of Jiang Pengji, simple fighting skills will not play a big role.
The collective cooperation is far more important than the recklessness of individual individuals, and the survival rate is higher.
Yang Si ordered the soldiers to put out an army formation that was loose on the outside and tight on the inside, in itself to mislead Yuan Xin, making Yuan Xin mistakenly think that they had rushed to fight, the formation was unstable, and they were very good to be defeated. Yuan Xin really thought so, he got carried away for a while, and commanded the operation with less caution.
If the generals are less cautious and prudent, they can react intuitively on the battlefield, and the performance of the soldiers is the most obvious.
Nie Xun looked at the situation with cold eyes, as if he saw something, his pale and peeling lips pursed tightly.
something is wrong—
The enemy's army formation may seem to be loose, chaotic and disorderly, but when the two armies face each other, their performances are completely different.
The soldiers and horses under the original letter were aggressive and excited, and the originally tight formation was faintly loose.
On the other hand, the enemy troops and horses were condensed but not scattered when they charged, and the confrontation between the two armies was not messy. It was clearly premeditated.
Nie Xun watched for a while, his heart beating like a drum, and the panic hit his chest for no reason, making his heart palpitate.
"Quickly go and report to General Yuan Xin, the enemy is deceitful and must not be aggressive and reckless."
Nie Xun asked Xiaobing to spread the word, but Yuanxin didn't take his words to heart at all.
What qualifications does a literati who can only blow up cannons have to point fingers on the battlefield
The duty of a counselor is to make plans. The frontal battlefield is the home of the generals, so Nie Xun should not overwhelm him.
"Tell Sergeant Nie, this general knows what he has in mind, don't worry about it, just wait for the celebration dinner tonight!" Yuan Xin responded casually, "Furthermore, how can the military order be changed? It's gone, and I won't be able to listen to him all."
If it wasn't for Feng Jin's secret trick on Nie Xun, causing all Nie Xun's calculations to fail, Yuan Xin's trust in him would not have dropped to the bottom.
When Nie Xun heard Xiao Bing's reply, the beating of his chest became heavier and heavier, and the frequency was frighteningly high.
However, Yuanxin was the main commander. Although Nie Xun had military power in his hands, he could not check and balance the opponent.
Yuanxin refused to listen, and he couldn't press the other's head to make him obey.
"Being stubborn—" Nie Xun was so angry that blue veins appeared on his forehead, and gritted his back molars, "Such a reckless man cannot end well!"
His voice was very small, and the surrounding screams were thunderous, but no one heard him.
Jiang Pengji pointed at the battlefield and said, "Jingrong, do you think they look like black sesame porridge?"
Yang Si: "…"
What kind of porridge
While his lord paid attention to the situation on the battlefield and commanded and dispatched, the messengers who received the instructions waved the battle flag and the soldiers beat the drums also changed the rhythm of the drumming. The soldiers fighting in front heard the movement and understood it. While letting the enemy rush in, shrink the frontline gap.
Others are closing the door to beat the dog, while Jiang Pengji is closing the door to kill.
She smiled and said, "Our soldiers and soldiers are in a tight formation, like black sesame porridge that can't fall down. The enemy's army seems to be rigorous, but it is too hard and eager for quick success. After several offensive confrontations, the formation became looser and looser. They are diluted, circled and broken one by one."
Yang Si glanced at the battlefield. From time to time, blood was pouring into the sky, people's heads were flying around, and the ground was full of broken limbs.
He said in a pleading tone, "My lord, can we change an analogy?"
Yang Si also likes to drink black sesame porridge. Lang Zhong said that drinking more black sesame can delay aging and reduce gray hair. His own master seemed to be against him, and deliberately used black sesame porridge as a metaphor for the crowded heads on the battlefield, which made Yang Si lose his appetite.
Jiang Pengji said, "No image?"
Yang Si's face was indifferent, "The image is very good."
The success made Yang Si disgusted with black sesame porridge. He felt that when he saw black sesame in the future, he would subconsciously think of the crowded heads.
Although the metaphor is a bit disgusting, Jiang Pengji's words are correct.
What is the effect of individual heroism on a battlefield on a scale of 100,000
Like a drop of water into the sea.
Only the tacit cooperation and the aura like a rainbow can make them win this battle.
"Come on!" Jiang Pengji gave another command. "hit!"
The messenger who passed the order gave a semaphore, and the rhythm of the war drums changed again, hurriedly falling like a torrential rain.
The front-line shield soldiers tightened the defense line as ordered, and while killing the enemy, they combined the shields into two rows, which were a foot high!
The high wall of shields forms a substantial barrier separating the enemy into countless small pieces.