In Yan Tao's eyes, the chaos in the Jin army camp was like an old pervert seeing a peerless beauty who had just finished bathing through a layer of gauze.
What a picture of a beauty taking a bath.
It's a heavenly sound.
Yan Tao resisted the ecstasy and restlessness in his heart, drew out his sword, pointed it forward, and looked back at the tiger warriors under his command. A stream of energy flowed up from his dantian into his throat and then spurted out: "Left and right, kill me~"
The soldiers of the Jin soldiers were all brave, and it was a rare good thing to beat a drowned dog. The captain commanded the company commander, and the company commander led Yousi, who was followed by the track commander and armored soldiers. The eight hundred armored soldiers were so powerful that they could faintly crush the night. Killing intent.
Yan Tao stood on the chariot, inserting the sword in his hand back, otherwise wouldn't it be a pity that he would not have the handsome action of unsheathing the sword in some scene again, while laughing loudly.
Even Lin Zhiming next to him looked relaxed.
When marching and fighting, anything that can affect the morale of the troops is taboo. Anyone who disrupts the morale of the troops before the battle will most likely die.
As for Guan Cheng, he only knows this person. After all, he is the Crown Prince of Datong. It is impossible not to know, but knowing it is a completely different matter. For a declining crown prince, Datong cannot issue political orders now. In Zhili County, there are not even ten thousand soldiers that can be directly commanded. It is not as good as Peng State in the north. Who would take such a crown prince seriously?
He has considered the situation in Datong countless times. Although he does not have a map of the country, he can't even command Peng Guo, who is just one county away from Datong. The princes in the world are divided into five levels. As far as he knows, even if Peng Guo is in the third They are all at the bottom of the five ranks.
Peng Guoshu State is close to Zhili County and refuses to listen to orders and refuses to pay tribute. Emperor Datong doesn't even dare to fart, so how dare he embarrass the Jin State who can fight two against one. With this subversion of strength, the Jin State becomes more like the Shang State.
Lin Zhiming thought about it many times and felt that Datong was helpless. The best ending he could think of for Guan Cheng was to succeed to the throne honestly and then whoever takes over the world would make him a prince, or maybe He couldn't wait for the day when he no longer had to be the king of a subjugated country. After all, Datong was far beyond his imagination. It was a vast country known as a country with ten thousand counties.
Good guy, Wanxian, how much gold do you get?
In fact, no one had noticed this person who was the second most noble person in the world before, but this person burst into everyone's eyes so suddenly. Although not many people took him seriously, Lin Zhiming still felt that The courage to risk everything is truly worthy of admiration, even failure is worthy of admiration.
Yes, in Lin Zhiming's eyes, there is no difference between Guan Cheng's move and his death. In the past, having the status of Crown Prince Datong represented the orthodoxy and righteousness of the world. As long as he stayed in Zhili honestly, the princes could no longer Nothing will happen to him if he oversteps his bounds. After all, whoever is in charge in the future will need such a fig leaf.
But he bravely jumped out of Zhili County. This was simply stupid. Bravery without strength was a synonym for stupidity in Lin Zhiming's eyes.
Everyone might hold their noses and salute the Crown Prince, but the Prince? Sorry, there are only two first-class princes of Chu and Zhao and five second-class princes of Qin, Zhou, Chu, Wei and Wei who dare to call themselves kings. Moreover, Qin, Zhou and other countries have the title of king of the five kingdoms. Due to their strength, everyone has no choice. Just rely on it.
But you are the King of Jin, where is the Kingdom of Jin? How many counties are there?
Sorry, no one knows. If you don’t know, it means you don’t have it. If you didn’t, I would dare to beat you!
"Captain Lin."
"The general is here." Hearing Yan Tao's voice, Lin Zhiming jumped out of his wild thoughts. There seemed to be too many unbelievable things recently, and he was distracted in such a small space. Lin Zhiming sighed slightly in his heart.
"Now you send people to the camp and bring the remaining armored soldiers over. They will hold the battle by open fire. There is no need to hide the traces. You need to hold up more torches to create a momentum of more than 5,000 people."
"You will finally understand."
"Go now, go in person, and be fast. I will give this kid Guan Cheng no chance." Yan Tao finished speaking calmly, but the meaning behind his words was not calm at all. It required blood and blood. Life comes to cover the coldness.
The Jin soldiers who were charging forward were roaring and charging against the sporadic Jin soldiers, holding their shields high. The muffled sound of the arrows hammering into the wooden boards made them appear so weak and powerless in this massive charge, even the waves were spraying. Can't even hit.
Occasionally, arrows penetrated the leather armor of the golden soldiers through the gaps, and there were even those who were lucky enough to shoot an arrow directly into the throat, causing several people to fall in the charging formation of the golden soldiers.
However, these casualties are nothing to an elite team. How can there be no casualties in a battle? The soldiers cannot see who has the advantage on the entire battlefield. Their judgment of the situation comes from the fact that the soldiers around them are still on track. The commander has a division, and when he reaches the company commander, he is the leader, and then based on the sound, it is judged which side has a better voice, which means which side has a greater advantage, and the advantage is morale.
At this moment, the soldiers of the Jin Army are really unstoppable like tigers descending from the mountain. This Jin Army is still a victorious army, both in terms of courage and experience. Moreover, the camp on the opposite side has been bombed, so victory can be grasped in one hand. What?
At this time, Guan Cheng also picked up a Tong Bow, which his father picked out from the arsenal before he set off. In fact, it is a bit exaggerated to say that he picked it out. Guan Ze had been in the arsenal for a full hour, and the Baodiao Bow was It is for the exclusive use of the emperor and cannot be taken with him. After all, he has to rely on the treasured eagle bow for hunting, and there is only one bow. As for the princes, there are only two Tong bows, and one is broken. There is no choice at all. Thinking of the time when he succeeded to the throne. Although Datong has declined greatly, there are still a plural number of Baodiao bows, and the number of usable Tong bows is still in double digits, but what about now?
The shame in Guan Ze's heart when he handed the only usable Tong Bow to Guan Cheng could not be described in words. He only had a bow without special arrows, so he could only make do with it.
Guan Cheng's archery skills are actually very good. Although he does not have a bow and arrow that matches his status, but in the spirit of poor children raising cats, no matter whether it is good or bad, Guan Cheng feels that Wu Chengju's bow and arrow are also very good to use.
Guan Cheng, who grew up in adversity, worked hard no matter what he studied. In addition, his brain was well developed and he learned quickly.
The boy's arm strength easily pulled the Tong Bow in his hand into a full moon shape. If it were three years ago, this bow would have been quite suitable for him. Guan Cheng secretly thought in his heart that the power of the bow is indeed a bit weak now. .
The moment he attached the arrow and pulled the string, all the anxiety in Guan Cheng's heart seemed to disappear. Only the cold light of the arrow and the front were left in his half-squinted eyes.
