Rakshasa army camp.
When dawn arrived and the first ray of morning light fell, Li Ziye hurried back outside the military camp and walked into the camp openly.
"My lord, what have you done?"
In the camp, Luo Xiao, who got up early to inspect the military camp, saw the prince walking in front of him. He looked startled and asked in confusion.
When did the prince leave the camp?
"We went on patrol at night."
Li Ziye responded casually, "There are still many flaws in the defense of the military camp. I have been walking around the camp for so long, but no one has noticed. Luo Xiao, your deputy general is very unqualified."
After saying that, Li Ziye walked straight towards the martial arts arena, ignoring the idiot in front of him.
Luo Xiao looked at his prince's retreating back and was stunned for a moment.
What the prince said makes sense.
With so many guards, including him, no one noticed that the prince had left the camp.
It seems that the hidden whistle is not enough.
"King of Commoners, hurry up, the fight is about to begin!"
A quarter of an hour later, outside the martial arts arena, King Donglin saw the Commoner King walking not far away and shouted.
Li Ziye took two quick steps and arrived in front of the martial arts arena. He looked at the two parties facing each other in the middle of the martial arts arena and asked, "Has the formation been set up?"
"Just set up."
King Donglin responded, "The fight will begin immediately."
"This is an offensive battle."
Li Ziye scanned the formations of both sides and said in surprise, "Senior Triumph King actually also set up an attack formation."
Everyone knows that the King of Guanshan focuses on offense and neglects defense. The senior King of Triumph knew this and still used offense to attack, which was obviously deliberate.
"He did it on purpose."
King Dong Lin said, "Don't look at the seriousness that the guy in Kaixuan usually pretends to be. In fact, he is worse than anyone else. He wants to tell everyone that I am the strongest regardless of offense or defense."
Hearing this, Li Ziye turned the stainless steel fan in his hand and said with a smile, "It's a pity that we can't defeat the senior King of Triumph. Otherwise, we can still kill him with his majesty."
Next, King of Triumph or King of Guanshan can directly enter the finals as long as they win one more game, while those who lose will have to compete for at least two more games to determine the next place in the finals.
It is not easy for the losers group to reach the finals.
"King of Commoners, we are all optimistic about you."
On the side, King Donglin said calmly, "Last night, Guan Shan and I talked about you. With your talent in military strategy, it is only a matter of time before you surpass us. Speaking of which, it took you less than a year to fight with all your plans." You have such outstanding ability to lead troops in battles. In the future, as long as you are given enough opportunities to lead troops, your achievements will not be inferior to Triumph."
"Your Majesty is so complimentary."
Li Ziye said softly, "The practical experience of your seniors is always something I can't match."
"Actual combat is important, but not that important."
King Donglin looked at the two people who were testing each other in the middle of the battle field, and said, "After all, there is no fixed pattern in war, and the situation on the battlefield is also changing rapidly. Actual combat experience sometimes even becomes an illusion that blinds you, allowing you to make decisions. Bad judgment.”
It is because of the uncertainty of war that the word talent becomes so important. Some people are born to fight and can be crowned kings and prime ministers in just a few years. However, some people may fight for a lifetime and in the end they may not even be able to become a prince. It can't be sealed either.
There have been many such examples throughout the ages, and the commoner king next to him now is a genius among geniuses.
For the first time he officially led troops, he was able to penetrate deep into the hinterland of Mobei with 10,000 cavalry, kill tens of thousands of enemies, and capture a large number of royal hostages.
Such a result may not be possible even if it is the King of Triumph.
"Senior Donglin King."
Li Ziye looked at the two parties in front of him who were fighting more and more fiercely, and said, "What do you think is the most critical factor in conquering a city?"
"It depends on how you fight."
King Donglin replied, "For a frontal attack, of course, troop strength is the most important. After all, siege of a city requires extremely high troop strength. However, when attacking a city, if there are surprise troops available, then the most critical factor is It’s just time.”
Having said this, King Donglin paused for a moment and continued, "When the Eight Tribes of Mobei attacked Baidi City, they actually rehearsed the correct use of the Qi soldiers in detail. In that battle, the Eight Tribes of Mobei, regardless of feint attack or The luring of the enemy, the distribution of troops, and the control of timing are all done almost perfectly, which is quite impressive."
Li Ziye heard what King Donglin said and said with a smile, "Junior feels that there is another factor that may be the key to conquering a city."
"Oh? Tell me." King Donglin asked curiously.
"The city gates are wide open."
Li Ziye smiled and said, "No matter how strong the city is, no matter how tenacious the defenders are, if the city gate is opened, it will be difficult to defend it."
"City gate? Huh."
King Donglin smiled softly and responded, "In any big city that military strategists must fight for, the gates are made of layers of gold and wood. It's not that easy to break open."
"Just joking."
Li Ziye smiled and said nothing more.
While the two were talking, the battle between the two sides became more and more intense, and it seemed that the outcome was inextricable.
Although there is a gap in the ability of leading troops between each martial king of Dashang, it is not a huge difference. Therefore, it is not that easy to tell the difference in a battle that knows the basics.
In front of the battle arena, Li Ziye observed the marching formations and emergency response methods of the two martial kings, and remembered them one by one.
For things like experience, if you can learn it, learn it and accumulate more, it will eventually come in handy.
Nearly two hours later.
On the battlefield, the situation began to tilt for both sides.
The King of Triumph was clearly gradually gaining the upper hand.
Outside the martial arts arena, Li Ziye and King Donglin looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.
This old guy is indeed the strongest.
Finally, after another half an hour, the commanding flag of King Guanshan's camp was taken away, and the winner was decided between the two sides.
"Guan Shan, your offensive ability is not good either."
King Donglin looked at the defeated King Guanshan and began to ridicule him unceremoniously, seeking revenge for being criticized yesterday.
King Guanshan glanced at the former with disdain and responded, "Don't be complacent. It's your turn to fight King Buyi next. You've already lost one game. If you lose again, you'll be eliminated. Donglin, think about what's next." Fight however you like, if you are eliminated by a junior, I will see where you put your old face."
When King Donglin heard the reminder from King Guanshan, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
How could he forget this? He can no longer lose!
"Senior Donglin King, let's go, it's our turn."
On the side, Li Ziye saw that King Guanshan and King Triumphant had both left the martial arts arena. He reminded them and then walked forward.
"Guanshan."
Behind him, King Donglin saw this, took two steps forward, and asked in a low voice, "Do you have any suggestions?"
"Slow and steady."
King Guanshan responded with a serious expression, "Don't let King Commoner take advantage of this."
King Donglin nodded and immediately followed.
Soon, on the battlefield, Li Ziye and King Donglin each led three thousand troops and began to form their troops.
Outside the martial arts arena, the King of Triumph looked at the formations of both sides and said calmly, "This competition is the time to test the Common King's ability to attack tough targets."
In terms of defense, King Donglin is undoubtedly the strongest. It is not easy for the King of Commoners to break through King Donglin's defensive formation.
As the two kings of martial arts watched, Li Ziye, who had already finished arranging his troops in the battle arena, suddenly launched an attack without even saying hello, leading eight hundred light cavalry to rush toward King Donglin.
at the same time.
To the west of Dashang Capital City, Mu Yuan, who had been on the road for several days, led 70,000 green feather troops back. The army was huge and the scene was very spectacular.
In the capital, Changsun Fengyu led the Forbidden Army soldiers to guard the west city gate. As the Qingyu Army got closer and closer, all the Forbidden Army officers and soldiers were in full formation and did not dare to be careless.
By now, many people have guessed that the eldest prince will probably lead his troops to force the palace to fight for a way out for himself.
"Commander, the Qingyu Army is less than a hundred miles away."
As the scorching sun went westward, a spy rushed back and said urgently.
"knew."
The eldest grandson Fengyu nodded, looking at the sunset in the west, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
Now, the only person in the entire capital who can lead troops is his father, King Zhongwu. Even the commander-in-chief was sent out of the capital by accident. If this is the case, it would be too difficult for the eldest prince to fight in. More than trash.
