"Get out!"

With a loud shout, Zhang Wei carried the long sword that had been chopped to the curling blade, and Yue Zhi stood on the steel guard wall, and stabbed the long sword into the stone brick with a "kneel" sound. He took two red and blue flags from the servant. When the red flag was waved, the sound of war drums started to thunder. Suddenly, tens of thousands of imperial guards who had already left the city in the north of the steel guard wall were carrying spears, shields, bows and arrows, and there were war horses in the queue. Obviously, this was still the Qiankun war technique, but it was the improved Qiankun war technique.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong..."

The sound of war drums was very dense, as if they were hitting everyone's hearts. Su Yu, Zeng Yifan, Qu Chu, Tang Xiaoxi and others stood on the city wall, staring at the battle formations under the city. This battle was really important to the Qin Dynasty. If they could win in one battle, there would be room for mediation. If they were defeated in one battle, they would probably have the iron hooves of the Tianji Empire would step across the steel guardrail and sweep across the entire Middle Earth.

"Can you do it?"

Su Yu pursed her red lips, and a strange light jumped in her eyes. She was Qin Yin's aunt and one of the few close relatives of the Qin family. Naturally, she was very concerned about the outcome of this battle.

Zeng Yifan said lightly: "Don't worry, as long as you believe that Wang Feng is still there, you will never be defeated in this battle, at least... you will not be defeated in a miserable way."

Su Yu looked back and looked deep in the crowd. Under the strict protection of a group of imperial guards, one of them was covered with gauze and sat in the city tower in a scribe's outfit. His five fingers beat the armrest of the wooden chair rhythmically. Whenever there was a need to change the formation, Zhang Wei would always look back at him, and the rhythm of his fingers was the command to change the formation.

This battle seemed to be directed by Zhang Wei, but in fact, Feng Jixing was personally directing it.

...

Three miles away from the city, giant carriages were pulled by a kind of six-legged giant beast. On the carriage were Bei Minghuan, Gong Shangming and others, as well as a group of senior generals of the Liuji Corps.

"snort."

A nobleman looked at the direction of the steel guard wall from afar and smiled, "I actually set up a formation? I heard that the formation in the Broken Tripod Realm is very mysterious. This time I want to see how their formation is. Is it really as powerful as the legendary one, and can block the impact of dragon cavalry, tiger and leopard, and can block the iron hoof attack of my Tianji Empire!?"

Gong Shangming held a palm-leaf fan and smiled faintly: "When Feng Jixing dies, no one can stop our Tianji Empire from attacking. However, for safety reasons, the marshal should only send 50,000 troops from the front army to attack and order the front army to set up a pocket formation and eat their lineup. I want to see how powerful their formation is."

"oh?"

Bei Minghuan smiled: "Sir, do you want to set up the formation yourself?"

"Yes, please set up a formation for me."

"good!"

The sound of snails in the Tianji Empire sounded one after another, and 50,000 front troops came out in a huge battle. All of them were swords, shields and archers. The mystery of the pocket array was not the impact, but the clamping, once the enemy entered the pocket array, it would be like falling into a quagmire. Each attack was very weak and could not figure out the reality.

A long time ago, he slowly dragged the platform down from many chariots to the formation, with flags inserted around him, and two dragon knights in the air circled to protect him. Gong Shangming rolled up his sleeves, walked up the platform with bare arms, held up two drumsticks and started beating the drum. In a blink of an eye, sweat burst out from his forehead. After all, he was not a cultivator and did not have much physical strength, but he was still constantly changing the rhythm of beating the drum. The pocket formation of the Tianji Empire was different from the Qiankun warfare method. The way of reliance on issuing instructions is not a flag, but a rhythm of the war drum.

...

"Here you come!"

Zhang Wei was even a little excited. The 50,000 troops of the Liuji Corps in the distance spread into the valley. A group of black people immediately spread along the sides after entering the valley, as if they opened a large net and wanted to "eat" the 50,000 imperial guards who formed the Qiankun war technique.

"What should I do?" Zhang Wei looked at Feng Jixing behind him with some confusion.

Feng Jixing waved his hand gently, and the voice reached Zhang Wei's ear: "Let them eat and change the guardian formation."

"yes!"

The red and blue flags fell down together, causing a huge sound of wind. The Qiankun tactics under the city changed rapidly, with shields outside, archers inside, and cavalry interspers between each two formations, waiting for opportunities to go at any time.

Soon after, the pocket array was completely formed, surrounding the Qiankun Battle Array and slowly approaching.

...

"Is that drum beater Gong Shangming?" Zeng Yifan looked from afar.

Zeng Fang clasped his fists: "Yes, that person is Gong Shangming. I have seen his portrait."

"What a smart commander. After seeing us setting up the Qiankun Battle Formation, he actually used the pocket formation to deal with it. Humph, Gong Shangming has indeed done all the mechanisms."

Su Yu was a little puzzled, and a group of senior imperial generals on the side were also confused.

Zeng Yifan looked at everyone's doubts and explained with a smile: "It's very simple. The Qiankun Battle Formation has both offensive and defense, but what is lacking is the mobility. The entire formation is too huge and bulky, so it is easy to be swallowed by the pocket formation. In addition... Gong Shangming's move to take the exit pocket formation is probably to make sure it is a perfect move."

Zeng Fang was stunned: "Okay, why do you say that?"

"Silly boy, do you still remember how Xu Jiantao won the Cangnan Victory?"

"Use the underground serial artillery array."

"That's right!" Zeng Yifan stroked his white beard and said, "How could Gong Shangming not draw such a smart person? Look, there was a reason why Duke Wei chose Luohekou as a fortress when he built a steel wall. Luohekou itself was a huge basin, a valley that was easy to defend but difficult to attack. At most tens of thousands of people came in, but it was difficult to get out. Once the valley entrance was sealed, it would be like catching a turtle in a jar. If we set up a serial artillery array in the Luohekou Valley in advance, they would almost die as many people came in, so Gong Shangming was not that stupid. He used the pocket array to surround 50,000 imperial guards in the middle. As long as we detonate the serial artillery array, the imperial guards would die, and they would never be soldiers of the Liuji regiment."

Everyone was stunned.

This is not only a decisive battle between the two empires, but also a game between wise men!

The Qin Dynasty has a wise man like Zeng Yifan, and the Tianji Empire also has strange and incredible people like Gong Shangming, so this is destined to be a strange battle that is unprecedented.

...

The sound of war drums suddenly started to stumble, and Gong Shangming was changing his formation.

Sure enough, the pocket formation contracted bit by bit, with shield soldiers in front and bow soldiers behind. When there were less than fifty meters apart, a round of arrow shooting began. At the same time, more than a dozen dragon knights in the air slowly descended to defend against the magic crystal crossbow carried by the imperial soldiers. Gong Shangming was meticulous and had thought of what he should have thought of.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

Arrows kept splashing out of Mars on the shield, but there were always unpredictable parts. In a blink of an eye, many people in the imperial guards were already injured by arrows. What was even more deadly was the dragon knight circling in the air on the other side, eyeing them, making people feel that they were unable to defend.

Zhang Wei's face turned pale and he turned around to ask.

Feng Jixing said lightly: "Four-cornered striking style!"

"yes!"

Zhang Wei waved two flags quickly, and the sound of war drums on the city also started to thunder. The four corners of the Qiankun battle formation began to separate from its body. The shield moved aside. A group of imperial guards waved their swords, spears rushed out, and headed straight for the four corners of the pocket formation. At the same time, the shield soldiers and spearmen surrounded the surroundings like tides, covering the cavalry's sprint.

"Um?"

Gong Shangming looked at it and couldn't help laughing. The war drum began to change. After three rapid strikes, it was a single impact, and this was repeated.

"Relieve your pocket!"

The ten thousand men in the battle formation yelled quickly and gave orders.

He slowly retreated rapidly in his pocket, as if he had encountered a rock flowing water, which made the advancement of the Qiankun Battle Formation not have any effect at all. Instead, he was burned by the dragon breath of the dragon knight. In the flames, hundreds of imperial guards were buried in the fire.

"Stay on the front line!"

Feng Jixing whispered.

Zhang Wei then ordered to continue defending, and the entire Qiankun battle formation contracted again.

Feng Jixing's face became increasingly ugly. Gong Shangming was much more powerful than he thought.

"What should I do next, Your Highness?" Zhang Wei was a little at a loss.

"wait."

"wait?"

"That's right, just use the guardian formation to continue defending. I will naturally say when it's time to change the formation."

"yes!"

...

In the blink of an eye, the dusty valley became calmer, and the imperial guards stood there with their blades, motionless, as if they had turned into statues.

"What's going on?!"

After nearly half an hour, there was no movement. Bei Minghuan couldn't hold back his anger and said, "Why did they not change the formation? Could it be that the Qin Empire's battle formation skills end here?"

Xu Chuan, who was standing aside, sneered: "The army in the Broken Ding Realm is a group of waste, and we were indeed not wrong at the beginning."

"I'm afraid not."

Bei Minghuan said lightly: "Look at how Gong Shangming deals with it."

"Um."

On the platform, Gong Shangming looked calm. He looked up at the Qin Empire people on the steel wall. What a powerful person hidden among the generals and nobles. He could actually apply the formation to such a level of unclear reality? Although the Qiankun battle formation now looks ordinary and just a guard formation, Gong Shangming can feel the threat from the bottom of his heart and the hidden murderous aura.

"Military advisor, what are you waiting for?"

Caster, the commander of the Liuji Corps, said in a deep voice: "When will we wait for the day if we don't attack? Do you want to wait until the day when our food and grass are exhausted? Don't forget that Tongtian Province was originally poor in resources, and a lot of granaries were burned in various places. Our 300,000 troops could not last for a few days."

Gong Shangming frowned. He knew that if he lost this battle, his status as the chief adviser of the Tianji Empire would probably be lost.

"attack!"

This time, Gong Shangming gave an order with a shout, waving the drumsticks and struggling hard to hit the war drums, which was extremely dense.

...
Chapter completed!