Wei's schoolyard.

Wei Xiang's face was very relaxed, and his father's face was very serious.

The two of them stood on a chariot, with drums, golden cymbals, flags and other essential items on them. They looked at each other, and sparks seemed to be splashing in their eyes.

Wei Xiang smiled and said, "Father, if it were Che Zhan, he might not be your opponent, but now... it is still time for my father to admit defeat."

Winter is not an occasion where chariots should appear, so except for the chariots of the two main generals, Wei Xiang and his father, all the others are infantrymen.

When the father heard this, he sneered: "Duke Wen set up three ranks to control Di Rong, and he was the best general. You kid are so arrogant, wait to learn a lesson!"

Wei Xiang shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then let's start the array?"

Dad nodded heavily, picked up the drumstick and pounded the drum on the chariot: "Array!"

The soldiers on both sides began to array with spears with only gun bars and wooden swords.

After all, this is not a life-and-death battle, so weapons are not lethal.

On the high platform of the school grounds, the sect leader cousin Wei Jiang and the third uncle Wei Ke stood side by side, and the expressions on their faces seemed very interesting.

Wei Jiang smiled and said, "Uncle, who do you think can win?"

Uncle San thought for a while and said, "Lord Zhong is naturally more experienced, but Xianger seems to be quite sure, so it's hard to say."

Wei Jiang reached out to dust the snowflakes that fell on his head and smiled and said, "I hope my brother can bring us more surprises."

Uncle San nodded and suddenly exclaimed: "Please look at the master, Xiang'er's formation seems to be different from usual."

Wei Jiang also exclaimed, a little surprised: "It's really... this is not the Three-Line Army Formation."

In order to conquer the Rongdi tribe states of Shangdang County in the southern Taihang Mountains, Ji Chong'er, the first infantry unit of Jin was established because the chariots were not conducive to operations in the mountainous areas. Because this infantry unit was divided into three armies, the army of the army of the army of the army of the army of the army of the army of the army, it was also collectively called "Three Hands". Xun Linfu, the head of the Xun family, was named Zhongxing Linfu because he became the head general of the army of the army of the army.

Since then, the Three March Formation has become the standard military formation for the infantry of Jin State. In essence, it is actually a common formation for the three armies in the left, center and right.

However, Wei Xiang's military formations were different. There were a total of 100 soldiers under Wei Xiang's command, which was exactly four "two". These four two rows formed a "◇" formation, each two were located at a point in a diamond. Simply put, one army broke through, two armies guarded the left and right, and one army was behind.

Not only that, Wei Xiang's position was also very particular, with fifteen soldiers and ten light infantry respectively forming a five-horizontal and five-vertical queue. Fifteen soldiers held short soldiers in front and infantry held long soldiers in the back. Each of them had four feet of stance space, which looked tight enough and not too crowded.

Wei Xiang smiled and said, "Father, I don't hide it from you. My four formations are divided into four formations, which are the striker, left wing, right wing, and defender. The four formations are in line with each other, and they are not comparable to your three-line formation."

Dad snorted heavily, knocked on the drum three times in a row, and shouted loudly: "Attack!"

Wei Xiang smiled and raised the drumstick in his hand and beat it hard: "Two and three sons, prepare to fight the enemy!"

My father's command style was very simple and crude. The three armies under his command came directly from three different directions, forming a clamping force against the "forward formation" located in the front of the Wei Xiang square formation.

On the high platform, Uncle San was a little confused: "Why did Xiang'er do this?"

The sect leader Wei Jiang said: "What, is there something wrong?"

Uncle San said: "The vanguard formation is too prominent in this formation, and the left and right wings are actually behind. In this way, the left and right wings of the vanguard formation are actually not covered by friendly forces. Look at Brother Zhong, now the three armies are launching together, and the left and right armies encircle the two flanks of the Xianger vanguard formation, and use a hundred soldiers to fight one or two soldiers. Wouldn't it be necessary to win?"

Wei Jiang also noticed something was wrong and said, "Does my brother have a backup plan?"

Uncle San frowned and said, "I can't think of any backup plan he can have... Huh?"

When he was talking, he was about to say that, as the three armies under his father came to his vanguard formation, a tricky smile suddenly appeared on Wei Xiang's face.

The next moment, Wei Xiang picked up the wooden hammer in his hand and hit the cymbals on the chariot hard.

"Dang, Dangdang, Dangdang!"

With the extremely rhythmic knocking sound, the Wei Xiang forward formation was about to be attacked from three sides, and actually made an action that surprised all the bystanders.

The twenty-five vanguard soldiers retreated quickly and retreated directly into the center of the left and right wings, which happened to form a straight line of defense with the left and right wings.

Daddy: "!!!"

The cousin of the sect leader Wei Jiang: “???”

Uncle San slapped his thigh: "It's over, Brother Zhong is fooled!"

Wei Jiang was stunned: "How do you say this?"

Uncle San shook his head and said, "The retreat on the battlefield should have been in a messy array. How could Xiang'er retreat so neatly? This only means... Xiang'er did it on purpose! Here comes!"

The next moment, the soldiers from both sides finally fought fiercely.

Wei Xiang picked up the flag on the chariot and waved it hard, shouting: "Welcome to the enemy in the front row!"

After Wei Xiang finished speaking, the five soldiers in the front row raised the big wooden shield in their hands at the same time and faced the many enemy troops in front of him.

With the dense and dull sound of weapons, the enemy rushing to the front returned in front of the huge wooden shield without success.

Wei Xiangda waved his flag again: "Get out the gun!"

The next moment, five wooden spears stabbed out from the gap of the big wooden shield at the same time, instantly stabbing the five enemy troops in the front to the ground.

When Uncle San saw this scene, he shook his head: "Brother Zhong is defeated!"

The sect leader Wei Jiang was surprised: "Aren't you just fighting?"

Uncle San shook his head and said, "Xiang'er's defense line is too tight. Brother Zhong's three armies are crowded in front of Xiang'er's vanguard army but they are unable to advance. The defeat is decided."

Wei Jiang watched the battle situation and said in a deep voice: "But no matter how well-trained a vanguard army is, it is impossible to fight against the central assault of the entire Zhongshu army!"

After Wei Jiang finished speaking, Wei Xiang's vanguard army began to suffer injuries, and two of the five shield soldiers in the front row had fallen.

Uncle San sighed, "It's useless. Xiang'er is not just a vanguard army, look."

It was at this moment that Wei Xiang smiled, picked up the wooden hammer and pounded heavily at the big drum on the chariot.

"The left and right wings, march to encircle!"

The next moment, Wei Xiang's left wing, which was originally closely guarding both sides of the vanguard army, and the two right wing armies rushed up at the same time, and instantly formed a three-sided counter-encirclement against the main enemy forces concentrated on the front of the vanguard army.

The sect leader Wei Jiang was startled, but immediately said: "No, my brother can attack on the left and right wings, although he can surround the flanks of Zhong Shu's army, the vanguard army on his front will soon be unable to withstand it!"

Uncle San sighed and said, "Ke Xiang'er has a guard!"

Sure enough, the moment the Third Uncle finished speaking, Wei Xiang's guard immediately took over, joined the vanguard army, and resisted the enemy's frontal offensive tightly.

At this time, Wei Xiang's left and right wings had already broken into the enemy's flanks, killing the enemy in chaos!

The father stared at the scene in disbelief, clenching his right fist with his right hand.

Finally, under the gaze of everyone, the left and right wings of the Wei Xiangjun completely divided the enemy and could not be arranged in any array, like a group of headless flies, falling down and exiting the battlefield.

The father slapped the shaft of the chariot with a bang, and said gritting his teeth: "No need to compete, I lost!"
Chapter completed!