The pride of heaven

"If it's just based on the armor, I can't say that this army is the Red Army." Qi Mingjue picked up the tea in his hand again, and took a sip. This is the old gentleman's eyebrow that Li Junran specially ordered before the expedition. The fragrance is strong, "I conclude so because of the combat style and sturdy strength of this army."

"Each army has its own combat style, which can be distinguished even if you don't look at the soldiers. Everyone knows that the Tanma Red Army is the secret skill of Wuheng Yuwen's family. This army is an elite army mainly composed of horse archers. Strong crossbow, fine riding and shooting."

Cao Yuantu: "If this army is nothing more than that, as long as ordinary horse archers are better at training, it is not impossible to achieve this level."

"General Cao's opinion." Qi Mingjue bowed his hands to Cao Yuantu, and continued to explain, "The so-called probing horses are not only used as scouts, but also have the meaning of pioneers. Jiezhou is fierce and warlike, and the horses are fat and strong. Their strategy In addition to attacking or attacking, military merit is judged by the head shot, so the arrow feathers of each team's soldiers have different marks. It's just that there has been no major battle in Wuheng in the past hundred years. Even if there are some small battles, the strength of the Yuwen family should not be underestimated. Look, ordinary enemies don't need this army, which makes everyone gradually forget about them."

At this time, Qin Feng was holding several arrows into the tent to pass around to the soldiers. As Qi Mingjue said, each arrow feather is different.

Wang Ji: "My god, if our army wants to win this kind of wolf-like fighting style, how many lives will it take to fill it up?"

"Brother Ji, what are you worrying about? Since Brother Zehui knows about this army, he naturally has a way to break it."

As Zhong Ming said, he smiled wickedly and looked at Qi Mingjue, but he didn't know that another pair of eagle eyes had already stared at him.

Qi Mingjue glanced at Li Junran, who was staring at Zhong Ming, and secretly thought that the left vanguard was clever, but Qi Mingjue was a bit overwhelmed by his familiarity; "It's not that there is no way, but there is a formation that can be tried. , Breaking down one by one, our army can turn a large formation into a small formation."

Qi Mingjue swayed his tassels and fluttered his robes. He walked to the case and drew a formation diagram with 11 people as a team.

Qi Mingjue pointed to the formation in the picture and said: "This formation is a mandarin duck formation. Each team has a captain who stands in front of the team. After that, the two hold a long card and a rattan card. The person holding the long card can block the arrows and the rattan card One is equipped with a scimitar, which can be used for close combat with the enemy, and then two people hold a hook and sickle spear, which can cut the horse's legs horizontally. After that, four people hold a spear, two on each side, and can take care of the previous four people. Once someone falls off the horse, they can also kill them. In short, the last two hold boring palladium, just in case."

All the generals stared at the formation diagram, each with bright eyes, Cao Yuantu even blurted out and called Miaozai: "This formation is easy to move, has both long and short, offensive and defensive, good formation, good formation."

Li Junran's eyes were full of fierceness ready to go, and his tone was full of unquestionable confidence: "This formation is not simple, the formation is flexible, it can be vertical or horizontal, and it can be changed into two small formations on the left and right, or it can be changed from left to right. The three small formations are full of ever-changing changes."

Qi Mingjue bowed his hands to Li Junran and said in a long and clear way: "Your Highness can see the fire clearly, I am willing to bow down."

Ripples appeared in Li Junran's deep eyes.

Luo Yao followed Qin Feng out of the middle tent, the corners of his eyes and brows gradually softened, and the uneasy feeling in his heart had long since disappeared. Thinking of the scene of Li Junran giving him a heavy responsibility in the tent just now, he held his breath again, and dared not slack off in the slightest.

After a few days, no matter how General Wuheng called to fight, the soldiers of Yongliang turned a deaf ear to them, but some of them couldn't hold back their temper and were provoked to run around in the camp.

"Brother Ji, don't turn around, I'm dizzy."

"It's so embarrassing. I have been fighting for more than ten years, and I haven't been scolded by anyone yet."

"Be patient." Zhong Ming seemed to think of something, and tilted his head to remind: "Don't spoil His Highness's arrangement on the spur of the moment."

Wang Ji babbled, indignantly: "No matter how stupid I am, I will never disregard His Highness's plan."

While the two were talking, a young general was sent to come galloping, and the two hurried to the central tent upon hearing his words.

Li Junran: "I know that Wuheng has been provoking continuously for the past few days. All the soldiers endured humiliation. No one disobeyed orders to fight. Orders and prohibitions are very comforting. But now the Wuheng barbarians are calling for war again. If they don't fight, they will humiliate our great state of Zhou. The generals take orders."

All the soldiers: "Yes."

Li Junran: "Let Ma Chao be the general, Luo Yao be the vanguard, and Wang Ji Zhongming be the left and right flanks to fight against Wu Heng."

All the officers and men: "Decree."

In front of the Wuheng army

Huang Chong: "Grandma's, these blusters, my throat is broken from shouting, and I still haven't come out."

Meng Liang: "Second Young Master issued a military order to send troops this time, and even used it to explore the Red Army. If these bastards can't shrink back, we really have nothing to do."

Huang Chong pointed his halberd at the soldiers beside him and glared: "Screw me hard, his grandma, scold me for those turtles."

Meng Liang pointed to the dust billowing in from the city gate and said, "I don't think it's necessary, Da Zhou is ready to fight."

After the dust cleared, Luo Yao's white horse in silver armor, holding a red-tasseled bright silver spear, and wearing a green dragon and crescent knife on his waist, lined up in front of the army.

Holding Fang Tianji, Huang Chong pointed at Luo Yao and shouted, "Who is coming? Huang won't kill the unknown, so why don't you report his name quickly."

"You rats, harass my frontier, kill my people, and punish them if you get it." Luo Yao mobilized his internal strength, and his voice was like a torrent of bells. can be heard.

Huang Chong's body trembled, such a strong internal force is very human, he lamented that the younger generation is terrifying, and he dared not underestimate the enemy, so he waved his halberd to make a preemptive strike.

The Tanma Red Army let go of the reins and swarmed in. The iron cavalry charged, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

"Array", Luo Yao's eyes are full of chills and cold star eyes.

Feather arrows are coming from the sky. In the formation of mandarin ducks, the long card holder holds the shield to cover the arrows, the hook and sickle gun cuts the horse's legs horizontally behind the shield, and the rattan card holder holds the scimitar to kill the enemy general who fell on the horse, shouting to kill in an instant The sound was deafening.

In Luo Yao's hand, the red tasseled silver spear that bows from left to right is like dancing pear blossoms and like auspicious snow. , had no intention of fighting, and the defeat was all over. Seeing this, Meng Liang had no choice but to withdraw his troops.

Li Junran and his wife were on the top of the city tower, and saw that the mandarin duck formation was very effective in suppressing the Tanma Red Army. I sigh that good generals are hard to find.

In this battle, more than half of the Tanma Red Army was killed or injured. Yuwenhu asked angrily about the person who killed Huang Chong. Meng Liang didn't know the name of this general, so he only said that General Baima killed his leader.

In that day's battle, Luo Yao's spirit soared into the sky, and he was the best man. Afterwards, Luo Yao's name resounded all over the country, and Wu Heng was still called General White Horse, and he was terrified to hear it on the battlefield.