In this chaotic period, a general who can organize his troops into a battle formation instead of rushing in and retreating is considered a famous general, not to mention encircling three towers, encircling a point for reinforcements, or Fighting formation techniques such as wild goose formation and zigzag formation.
The rise of Chinese tactics can only be traced back to the time when an honest man who adhered to war ethics was deceived.
The battle between Jingren's army and Chongcheng's army was a swarm of Jingren's troops. The Chongcheng army at least formed a regular square formation, with the shields in front and the bows in the back spread out in a cross shape.
If the former division had not collapsed and dispersed their phalanx formation, the most elite middle division would not have had to fight bloody battles.
Fortunately, the left and right wing divisions finally re-formed and formed an encirclement, passing through the fighting Shura field in the middle like two sharp arrows, heading towards the rear of General Jingren unimpeded.
As for the rear division where General Chong Yingluan is located, it has basically completed its reorganization. It is only a matter of time before it rejoins the sequence. Its current role is not only to supervise the army and supervise the battle, but also to be the last line of defense to cover the reorganization when other divisions and brigades collapse.
Chonghou Hu, as the Northern Bohou, held the power of life and death in northern Xinjiang on behalf of the Shang Dynasty for four hundred years. He fought against the ghosts and dog soldiers in the north for many years, and the people's customs were fierce.
Although Chong Yingluan was the second son, he was the successor who Chong Hou Hu would rather send his eldest son Chong Yingbiao to Chaoge as a hostage than stay with him to educate him carefully.
Chong Yingluan is worthy of his father's respect. His excellent command can stabilize the defeated army and return to the battlefield. In terms of ability, he already belongs to the category of famous generals of the era. What he lacks is only experience and achievements.
General Jingren's wisdom was short-lived and he was considered the best among the Jingren people. To compare him with the most outstanding heirs trained by the great princes was really a bit bullying.
After discovering the approach of the two phalanxes, General Jingren issued what he thought was the most reasonable order, and the entire army retreated to protect his central army.
The flag bearer gave the order, and the rear army rang gold. The Jingren army in front, which was still fighting with red eyes, woke up and showed a confused look. Then they looked at the people of the same race around them and started to retreat, and they also started to retreat.
This retreat was like the former teacher who was caught off guard in the early morning.
Meng Chang took the lead bravely, covered in blood. He could no longer tell whether the blood on his armor was his own or the enemy's. Even the bronze sword that had been broken several times was stained with blood red, exuding an attractive glow under the high temperature steam. murderous intent.
"Hot, so hot."
Mengchang's whole body was burning hot. He knew what he was doing. The only trace of clarity left in his madness forced him to try his best to control his body and avoid every sword that caused injury.
He didn't have time to think about what happened to him and why he was in this state where he seemed to be in control of himself but not completely in control of himself.
Reason repeatedly said to himself in his mind: "Live, I want to live, I can't die."
After Jing Ren fled, Meng Chang's mental pressure was relieved. He picked up the lost weapons of his comrades and rushed forward again with a long sword in his left hand and a bronze sword in his right hand.
When the military commander commanding the phalanx saw this, he immediately waved his sword and commanded the pressure. The Jing people around them saw the harvested tribesmen around them falling down one after another, so they ran faster, and the disorderly retreat began to evolve into a rout.
Meng Chang, who no longer paid attention to the sword and sword, began to feel himself more clearly.
It turns out that what is boiling is the blood. The rapid flow of blood makes the heart beat like a pump. The heat brings energy to the limbs and bones, making him faster, stronger, and sharper.
The secretion of adrenaline hormones must also have accelerated, because the somewhat tired spirit was now carried along with the body and became high.
His gradually raging nerves made his consciousness somewhat blurry. The boiling force made his whole body as hot as a soldering iron. The boiling blood seemed to be evaporating and draining away. This extremely excited state allowed him to regain a trace of clarity. He knew that if he continued to burn, , I will definitely die.
"What to do? What to do? Cool down, how to cool down."
"No, it's too hot. I can't stand it anymore. Water, where is the water? I need water."
With a strong will to survive, Meng Chang gradually regained control of his body, and the pace of killing gradually slowed down.
The blood splashing on his body evaporated into steam the moment it came into contact with his skin and armor, but Meng Chang felt comfortable and cool.
It seems like this can replenish some of the lost blood.
"Yes, this is a battlefield, there is no water here."
"Blood, yes, it is blood, blood is also water, and blood is also water."
Jingren, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, felt relieved when he looked at the sluggish Meng Chang. The next second, a change occurred, and the pace under their feet ran faster.
This is a madman, no, this is a monster.
In the shocked eyes of the armies on both sides, Meng Chang grabbed the short Jingren one by one and tore them apart. The dripping blood was poured on his body, and the mist was steaming.
Like an evil ghost coming out of the mist, the evil ghost's mouth is still full of thirsty blood.
"Hahahaha, it works. I can survive. I can survive."
Mengchang couldn't help but laugh and increased his speed again. The watering action continued.
A cloud of black energy floated out of the frightened Jingren, and his original fierce expression turned into panic. The weapons and armor in his hands were discarded on the ground, and then he ran back like the wind.
The opportunity to win had arrived, and Chong Yingluan seized this opportunity with his keen insight.
"Army attack!"
The general of the rear division immediately led the rear army to press forward.
Chong Yingluan looked thoughtfully at the crazy Meng Chang and the changing Jingren. At this time, he no longer held back.
A Jingren who has learned how to use a sword is still a Jingren, just like a biting lamb. When a human reacts to being attacked by a lamb, the first thing he does is kill this rebellious lamb.
Even though the lambs are very smart and can take advantage of the terrain and use tools, they are naturally weak and cannot defeat tall and strong men. What's more, these men also have more advanced technology and stronger bodies. .
The bugle sounded, and the signal for the whole army to charge was received by these young and talented officers. In terms of combat quality, they must be very good. The former division was defeated. I didn't expect that Jingren would use tricks and wear armor and weapons to launch a counterattack against them. charge.
The orders from their own phalanx were heard everywhere. At this moment, the whole army came out to kill them all.
Northern Xinjiang does not allow forces that go against the will of Chonghou, nor does it allow this group of little things who are not even human beings to dare to challenge the divine power of the human race.
The army of the Yin and Shang Dynasties was the leader of this era.
Bei Bohou, who has been loyal to the Shang king for generations, is the sharpest sword of the Yin and Shang Dynasties. The elites of Chongcheng are known to the whole world. In a head-on confrontation, let alone the short and weak 100,000 Jingren, even if it is doubled, another 200,000 , will not be the opponent of Chong Yingluan's five divisions.
In the front, the lone army was caught and defeated one by one when they had the opportunity. The front division's retreat caused a chaos and almost overturned the car.
The Chongcheng Army, which had slowed down at this time, finally showed its sharp fangs.
The charging Chongcheng army automatically diverted and respectfully bypassed the crazy and bloody young man in front of them.
'Hearty, dripping and comfortable! Meng Chang was already so excited. He was so tall that he was like a simplified version of Dynasty Warriors in front of these villains. All he needed was a suitable BGM to play.
The Chongcheng Army breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, the pattern was back again, and the opportunity for the princes' disciples to gain military exploits was back on track.
