"Gah?" Mei Yi, the prince of the Marquis of Runan, was stunned. You, Lu Xian, are the most arrogant in jumping up and down on weekdays. You always act like the Marquis of Ji'an is the first among the Marquises, and other Marquises are not as brave as you.
Why did a group of new soldiers break the formation and seize the flag in just a few breaths?
Where should your father Lu Zhongheng put his face?
It’s too late to save!
Before he could finish his slander, he saw another team of mandarin ducks stabbing out from behind, two big hairy bamboos stabbing towards his face like two poisonous dragons.
"Oh my God!" Mei Yi immediately shrank behind the soldiers. The soldiers bravely stepped forward with their swords, but they were also entangled in wolves in a moment, and the soldiers behind them took advantage of the situation and pressed forward...
"Boom!" The banner of the Runan Marquis Mansion also fell to the ground on the school ground.
"This!" Zhu Xian felt his scalp numb. According to the rules, when the banner of the tribe falls, it is considered that the tribe is completely wiped out.
It's less than a cup of tea now, and my side has already lost two soldiers, more than forty people!
You know, in this exercise, each party only has a hundred people in total!
"Side by shoulder!" Zhu Xian's eyes turned red. "Those guys are carrying long weapons and wearing heavy armor. Their strength will be exhausted in a moment!"
"We all rush forward! If we grab the handsome flag, we win!"
No matter what, you must get the cement cube!
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"Lao Wu's formation... is so powerful!" This side of the school field. Zhu Fan's eyes almost fell to the ground.
This seemingly loose formation was actually so sharp, defeating the elite soldiers of the Hou Mansion with only half of them?
That big moso bamboo... I just thought it was out of tune when I looked at it.
Looking back now, there is nothing funny about those swaying branches.
It was clearly a flying dragon on the battlefield!
"Third brother, what are you still doing?" Beside him, Zhu Di had already put on a bag for himself. Looking like he was in a hurry, Zhu Fan was stunned, "Fourth, what are you doing? Are you not sitting in the rear?"
"Why are you still sitting here! Why are we having fun when we are about to be beaten by Lao Wu!" Zhu Di quickly fastened his helmet and tassels, raised the sword wrapped in cloth in his hand and shouted: "Brothers!"
"Fuck his grandma! Get on our shoulders!"
"Come on!"
While the ghost was roaring, he rushed out with the people first.
"How can a handsome man put himself in danger..." Before Zhu Fan could finish his words, Zhu Di had already rushed out with a group of people.
He stamped his feet angrily. "No rules! No rules!"
"Come! Let's go too!"
He also rushed out with Jin Wangwei.
The two sides, who were originally relatively particular about their formations, charged together in a chaotic manner, and the scene instantly evolved from a small army to a chaotic brawl. Zhu Xian led his men to rush toward Zhu Su's mandarin duck formation. Zhu Di rushed straight into Zhu Xian's face regardless of the situation. Sand and dust suddenly flew up on the school grounds, fists, feet, swords and guns were raised, and curses and saliva flew.
Amidst the chaos, Zhu Su and his Yuanyang Formation are still the most handsome boys in the school. Wherever the green wolf passed, the noble soldiers dispersed one after another, and in the blink of an eye they had captured another flag. Zhu Xian, sweating profusely, directed his troops to attack together, but the Yuanyang formation was so flexible that it was unable to advance even an inch.
"This 'Mandarin Duck Formation' is quite skillful." Xu Da, standing next to Li Wenzhong at the school ground, twirled his short beard and looked at the big wolf swords flying up and down. "It is quite ingenious to use moso bamboo as a weapon. Moso bamboo has many branches, and it will be difficult to cut if soaked in tung oil."
"You can stab the enemy with the tip of the spear attached to the front. To cut off, you need to swing at least four or five knives."
"In this period of time, enough soldiers behind were able to attack in a combined attack and kill the opponent. This formation is indeed invincible in a chaotic battle."
"This Fifth Highness, he really has some armor in his chest." Li Wenzhong looked at Zhu Su behind the Yuanyang Formation and admired him with his eyes.
He was happier than anyone else that the Zhu family had produced such a famous general.
As long as they are nurtured well, there will be no need to worry about the next generation of the Zhu family having no one to help protect this beautiful country.
His son Jiujiang... Li Wenzhong wanted to sigh when he thought of Li Jinglong.
This child is not born to lead an army... It seems that he will have to continue to work hard for Cao Guogong's government for a few more years.
"A body-building method, a three-stage attack, and this mandarin duck formation..." Xu Da's eyes also flashed with brilliance. After hearing from his son Xu Yungong that Zhu Su was going to conduct military exercises in Huangzhuang, he came here to watch in casual clothes without telling others.
He understood what Brother Zhu meant very well. He wanted this Zhu Laowu to be his son-in-law.
But how famous is Xu Da, Duke of Wei, in the army? How smart is her daughter? How could you marry a playboy who was not familiar with military affairs?
On weekdays, I have always been interested in comparing these five highnesses.
If you are not satisfied, even if you try hard to displease His Majesty, you will still stop the marriage.
Anyway, I, Xu Da, have so many meritorious deeds that I can’t even use up all my merits. Your Majesty has personally promised that in the future, you can open up new territories, expand your territory, and enclose foreign territories, so what else is there to worry about?
Why sell your daughter for glory and stability?
But now it seems that Xu Da is generally satisfied with the Fifth Highness.
The great scholar Song Lian and the Confucian scholar Fang Xiaoru were full of praise for him. His son Xu Yungong and his daughter also admired his arithmetic attainments.
The economy is also the best in the world, and even the military is far superior to ordinary people.
He is indeed worthy of being my Xu Da’s son-in-law!
Thinking of this, the battle in the field was coming to an end. Zhu Su's side relied on the mandarin duck formation to fight and retreat, holding back most of the noble tribesmen.
With red eyes, Zhu Xian kept pressing people up, trying to exhaust the strength of the two mandarin duck formations protecting Zhu Su. Unexpectedly, these guys in heavy armor were as strong as cattle.
After fighting for so long, he is still wielding his weapon like a tiger. The turning of the two moso bamboos brought up a lot of dust, which almost dazzled Zhu Xian's eyes. Even as he moved about, he still walked briskly, as if the armor on his body was insignificant.
"Aren't these people just new recruits who haven't gone through battle formations?"
"Why are they so brave? Could it be that they are all warriors like the late Kaiping King Chang Shiwan?"
"It's hard to find one such warrior among ten thousand people. How could there be more than twenty of them!"
The longer time dragged on, the more panicked Zhu Xian became. Although he claimed to be resourceful, at this point, what tactics could he use? He could only keep pushing one person towards the Yuanyang Formation, hoping that those heavily armored soldiers were actually strong on the outside and capable on the outside, and that as long as he persisted for a while, he would be able to break this damn bamboo formation.
But he didn't know that Zhu Su's guards had to tie up sandbags and carry heavy loads up and down the mountain path of Bifeng Mountain several times every day, and they were all as strong as cattle after eating meat every day. It's not a problem to practice for several hours with just heavy armor on your body, how can you have the strength to work it out?
On Zhu Xian's side, it has become a taboo for military strategists to "add fuel to the fire", and they continue to send reinforcements but there is no progress. The two mandarin duck formations were like two bottomless pits, constantly devouring the remaining combat power of the noble side.
Zhu Di was also holding back his energy. Zhu Xian kept sending people to "add fuel", and the protection around him was naturally getting weaker and weaker. Seeing the opportunity, Zhu Di rushed into Zhu Xian's formation with a loud roar, chopped down the flag bearer and then flew up with a kick, knocking Zhu Xian's handsome flag to the ground.
"The winner has been decided!" Zhu Di, who was greatly satisfied, laughed loudly. After hearing this, the two parties who were still fighting stopped waving their weapons. One of the two groups was dejected, while the other cheered loudly.
(End of chapter)
