Four hundred thousand Ming troops marched out from the west gate of Yunzhou City.
The banners cover the sky and the sun, and the army is as powerful as a rainbow.
Watching the army go away, Hu Zongxian stood at the top of Yunzhou City and could only sigh helplessly.
"Commander, the general doesn't trust us, and we don't bother to compete with him for credit!" a general said angrily.
"Shut up."
Hu Zongxian's voice was not loud, but it was extremely intimidating.
When the general heard this, he immediately knelt on the ground and said, "The last general is guilty! The last general will accept his punishment!"
"……well!"
Hu Zongxian shook his head bitterly.
He has always had strict military discipline, but at this moment, he had no intention of caring about the minor mistakes of his generals.
After all, he had to rely on these battle-hardened generals to defend Yunzhou City with 50,000 defeated troops.
"Do you think that the general Wang will win?" Hu Zongxian asked.
The generals were slightly stunned when they heard this.
With 400,000 elite troops fighting against less than 300,000 tired troops who had just experienced a big battle, couldn't they win?
"Commander Commander." A deputy general asked in a low voice: "At the border, I also heard that His Highness the Prince has an amazing destiny and extraordinary qualifications. He is a rare talent in the world. The 400,000 troops under the Prince's command are also the elite of our army. Could it be that there are more Possibility of defeat?”
Hu Zongxian frowned and was silent for a long time.
"Come with me, the Governor."
He turned around and entered the tower.
A battle map is laid out, which shows the military strength and deployment of the enemy and ourselves.
"You guys." Hu Zongxian named several lieutenants with the highest strategic literacy. "Take turns to accompany me in calculating battle formations."
Is this to simulate the process and results of the battle between the two sides?
"Yes!" The lieutenants agreed in unison.
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Hundreds of miles outside Yunzhou City, large armies were fighting, and blood flowed everywhere.
A mighty dragon's energy spread across the sky, fighting back and forth with three spiritual energies.
It seemed that neither the fighting army nor the four people in the bucket could tell the winner for a moment.
"Fan Li, I'm going to kill Wanli with one sword, what do you think?"
"Cough cough cough!"
Hiding dozens of miles away, Fan Mou, a melon-eater, coughed, obviously taken aback by Han Yue's bold remarks.
"Auntie, please don't!"
"If Wanli could kill him, I would have ordered the army to cover him up and attack him from both front and back with Zhuge Liang and the others."
Listening to Fan Li's truthful words, Han Yue was puzzled.
He is obviously an enemy, but he cannot be killed. What is the reason?
Seeing the questioning look on her face, Fan Li could only explain: "Wanli is the heir to the throne of the Ming Dynasty after all. If I kill him, even if Emperor Jiajing doesn't care about it, he will personally conquer the Chu Kingdom because he cares about the dignity of the royal family."
At this stage, it is just a war between Wei, Han, Wu and Ming Dynasty, and Chu State can be regarded as a foreign aid at most.
Fan Li was not interested in suddenly becoming one of the protagonists of the war.
"So what?"
Hanyue is still puzzled.
"The Five Kingdoms Alliance was originally designed to restrict Emperor Jiajing. If he dares to send troops to Chu, the three emperors Wei, Han and Wu and my eldest sister will definitely not sit idly by and ignore it."
That’s not necessarily the case!
Fan Li complained in his heart.
Do you want him to hand over his wealth and life to Empress Yaoguang, Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and Sun Quan?
First of all, Empress Yaoguang is completely untrustworthy!
As for those three, haha, do you still remember how Liu Xie died?
"If you're not going to join the war, why are you coming all the way here?" Han Yue could only ask, "Just to watch the war?"
"wait."
Fan Li squeezed out a word from between his teeth.
But Han Yue's curiosity was unexpectedly strong, and she stared at Fan Li with a pair of beautiful eyes.
He had no choice but to add: "When Wanli is defeated, the man from Yunzhou City will definitely come to rescue him. At that time, I will touch the troubled waters again... ahem, at least I can get some military exploits, so that the soldiers will not run away in vain. After traveling thousands of miles, I can’t even get a promotion or reward when I return to Pengcheng.”
As a powerful official of Chu, Fan Li naturally considered the issue from a different angle than Han Yue.
He knew that Ming Dynasty was not a country that would soon perish.
The purpose of this battle is only to stabilize the hearts of the countries in the alliance and no longer be bewitched by the List of Gods.
So from the beginning, Fan Li's strategic goal was to gain as much military success as possible at the minimum cost.
Fan Li looked at the battle situation in the distance. The sky was full of dragon energy, indicating that Prince Wanli was full of energy and fighting spirit.
"It's still a protracted battle..."
Fan Li muttered and turned back to the military tent.
"What are you going for?" Han Yue asked.
"sleep."
In the military tent, Fan Li's two lazily spoken words were heard, followed by the sound of clothes and shoes falling to the floor.
Han Yue has a high level of cultivation and strong hearing, so she immediately imagined some strange scenes in her mind.
A thin layer of pink appeared on her pretty face, and she was about to return to her tent when she saw Zhao Tieniu staring at her eagerly.
The two people looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and the scene seemed to be frozen.
Finally, Zhao Tieniu felt that it would be rude not to say something.
So, he asked: "Would you like to take a nap too?"
Han Yue suddenly felt blood rushing to her head, and shouted sharply at Fan Li's military tent: "Which leg of Zhao Tieniu stepped into your camp first today?!"
In the military tent, a faint curse from Fan Li was heard, followed by his military order.
"Hit a hundred army sticks!"
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"ha!"
"Ha ha……"
Prince Wanli was panting, but his face remained arrogant.
Not far across from him, Zhuge Liang, Guo Jia, and Zhou Yu all had blood on their mouths and wounds on their bodies.
"This great general is invincible at his level. You three can't hold on for long. Surrender quickly and you can save your life."
Guo Jia and Zhou Yu looked at each other and smiled.
Zhuge Liang shook his feather fan and made a few empty strokes in the air.
"Array?!"
Prince Wanli's eyelids twitched.
I saw a picture appearing under the feet of the three people, which was Dongfang Zhen Gua.
Wanli is not proficient in formations. He only knows that this hexagram belongs to [Wood], and he doesn't look very powerful.
At least, it was not as powerful as that time when he was chasing Fan Li, but the woman next to him used a formation to wipe out the prince's entire army.
"All things are born." Zhuge Liang smiled.
As his words fell, the breath of life within the Zhen Gua suddenly became extremely thick.
At the same time, the injuries of the three people were quickly repaired.
This formation was actually used to draw the power of Eastern Greenwood to heal injuries and replenish spiritual energy in a very short time.
I don’t know how many heavenly materials and earthly treasures have been spent to ambush this formation in advance, and the effect is more than ten times stronger than taking heaven-level elixirs!
"You... are despicable!"
When Prince Wanli said this, he felt childish.
On the battlefield, isn't it child's play to accuse the enemy with morality?
In fact, he should have thought that it was reasonable for the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms to station outside Yunzhou City and set up some formations in advance to prepare for any eventuality.
Seeing that the three men had recovered from their injuries and their combat strength was back to its best, Prince Wanli hurriedly grabbed it from his arms, finally took out the only bottle of pills, and poured them all into his mouth.
The body absorbed the medicinal power, and Prince Wanli's spiritual energy was rapidly replenished.
He smiled evilly and was about to say something sarcastic when he suddenly discovered that in addition to the formation in front of him, many formations were also activated where the army was fighting.
"Six Ding Liujia Formation!"
"Seven Stars Beidou Formation!"
"Eight-door Golden Lock Formation!"
"Nine-character serial formation!"
"Ambush Formation from Flying Daggers!"
Prince Wanli was terrified.
But Zhuge Liang shook his feather fan lightly and said slowly: "Today, we hope to keep the prince forever."
