Chapter 1149: Wolong's First Song, the Defeat of Wen Hir! under

The night was dark and the atmosphere was gloomy.

Pastoral battalion.

The camp is surrounded by no fortifications, and it is built on the plain, which is actually a temporary station, not a camp at all, and there is no defense to defend against foreign enemies.

When ordinary people set up camp, they naturally found some mountains that were difficult to attack, and then built some fortifications, so that they could be regarded as defensive.

However, the herdsmen did not have the time and energy to do so.

Even if it did, it didn't have much effect.

After all, the terrain around here is basically like this, man-made fortifications, although they have a certain defensive power, but there is no terrain as a cover, and the force is not very large.

"What about the casualties?"

This battle, a day has passed, after the end, Zhuge Liang got into his camp, regardless of the follow-up matters, let Zhou Cang deal with it, until now, he came out and asked Zhou Cang: "Does it affect our combat effectiveness?" ”

"Not big!"

Zhou Cang replied: "There are more than 200 casualties, basically it will not affect the combat effectiveness, of course, it will affect the army's morale and fighting spirit to some extent, after all, the death of any comrade-in-arms will have an impact on the soldiers around him!" ”

After he answered, he raised his head slightly, looked at Zhuge Liang, and said, "You should know that it was just a tentative battle!" ”

"Next,. It's a hard fight! ”

"There's a solution!"

"If not, maybe we will all be buried here in this battle!"

Zhou Cang said in a low voice.

"I said it, this is a dignified battle, I can seize the opportunity, I have tried to catch it, but on the battlefield, everything changes, no matter how you jump, strength is the foundation of victory or defeat!"

Zhuge Liang shook his head.

Night raid on the tomb?

Hopeless.

Halfway interception?

There is no chance.

Do you want to attack the east and the west, make a move, and directly hit Jingzhou City?

That's even more death.

Wen Ping has become cautious, his caution has prevented too many opportunities, and now the Mu Jun, without any chance, can find a possibility for the Jingzhou Army to be beaten alone.

The next battle is bound to be a bitter battle.

"But our strength is slightly inferior!" Zhou Cang's head is still very sober, not the kind of person who throws his head when he is hot, who has what disease, under the influence of Mu Jing, the high-level generals of the herdsman army are a little calm, not hot blood to charge into battle, as the main general, they learn to shoulder responsibility for their subordinates, this is a kind of progress.

"It's a little bit worse!"

Zhuge Liang did not deny it.

The main force of the three battalions of the Storm Bear Army adds up to more than 7,000, but the Jingzhou Army exceeds 20,000, and this is not a siege war, there are more than two to one, even if the herdsman army is strong, there is a limit, it is all one head and two hands, fighting together, and suffering.

"But it's also an advantage!"

Zhuge Liang said: "In this way, the Jingzhou army will rest assured, pour out of the nest, attack our main force, as long as on the battlefield, we reject this formation, we can make the entire Jingzhou army collapse, and it will be difficult to even withdraw!" ”

When you go into battle, you must have a back hand, but if you have the chance to win, you will naturally devote the whole army to it, and this is in line with the principle of battlefield change.

Obviously, you can annihilate them all, but you have to hide some of your troops and let others escape.

This is not a famous general.

This is a fool.

Wen Ping is a bold and famous general, if he feels that he can eat the herdsman in one bite, he will inevitably move, once he moves, it is the shepherd's greatest hope.

"How can it be so easy to turn defeat into victory on the battlefield, I am afraid that we will fight to the end, our stamina is insufficient, and we will be dragged down by them!"

Zhou Cang said.

"General Zhonglang, the commander in the middle of this battle, are you willing to hand it over to me?" Zhuge Liang arched his hand and asked.

"Command?"

Zhou Cang squinted.

It's one thing to let Zhuge Liang take charge of the overall situation, he gives advice, Zhou Cang doesn't have the slightest doubt, but let him personally command, it's a different thing, commanding thousands of troops, even if he Zhou Cang, he has studied for so many years, and he has only a little achievement.

Command on the battlefield depends not only on command, but also on composure, knowledge, and attainments in the art of war, which are indispensable, and the strain on the battlefield and the trust of the soldiers are indispensable.

"You don't seem to have personally commanded a war, do you?"

Zhou Cang said in a low voice.

"Hmm!"

Zhuge Liang nodded calmly: "This is the first time, although I have simulated it thousands of times in my mind, but I really don't have any experience, but I still ask General Zhonglang to give me a chance!" ”

"Reason!"

"The two armies are fighting head-on, victory or defeat is in the cooperation of the military formation, our strength is not as good as others, there must be a military formation that can defeat them, and now there are not many military formations practiced by the soldiers of the pastoral army, but the Jingzhou army is not bad!"

Zhuge Liang said: "The Jingzhou army has an understanding of our army, and their commanders and generals will naturally be wary of the layout of our army's battle formation, and if they want to attack it by surprise, they must change new offensive methods!" ”

On the battlefield, tens of thousands of people are fighting, not ordinary gangsters fighting, but fighting in military formations, and in the battle formations in the army, as few as three or five people cooperate, and as many as tens of thousands of people are combined, this is the advantage of the army.

However, the military formation contact has high requirements for the commanding generals.

One general is incompetent and exhausts thousands of troops.

That is, if the commander can't even command the battle array, then the army under his command is just a plate of loose sand, and the force of a plate of loose sand on the battlefield, even if there are many of them, they are just targets.

Only the condensed military formation can give full play to the strongest combat effectiveness of the officers and men.

"Do you have a new formation?"

Zhou Cang asked.

"I used to be on the tree, I learned some, I pondered some by myself, in addition, I have read some military books handed down from Guigu, Guigu Formation, is a superior art of war, I want to give it a try!" Zhuge Liang said modestly.

"I don't know, you're still a descendant of Guigu!" Zhou Cang was slightly surprised.

He hasn't been a bastard all these years.

The senior generals of the pastoral army all need cultural knowledge, even if they don't know a few big characters before, they have to be read according to them over the years, so Zhou Cang is not very surprised by some inheritances.

It's just that this ghost valley made him a little surprised.

There are strange people in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, called the Ghost Valley, and there are countless heirs, among them, there are not a few people in the art of war, and their attainments in the art of war are absolutely superior.

"I can't talk about it!"

Zhuge Liang shook his head: "The lord is a person who attaches great importance to the inheritance of knowledge, when the Taixue collected books, the palace collected books, even if the lord fled south, a lot of them have been preserved, and some of them, when I was by the teacher's side, I learned some!" ”

His teacher, today's Ming Marquis Yuezhang, is also one of the few remaining Confucians in the late Han Dynasty, known as the double masterpiece of piano art and calligraphy, and is Cai Yong, the magnate of today's Shilin, and the governor of the Nanzhong Metropolitan Mansion of the Ming Marquis.

This has boosted his trust a lot.

Zhou Cang pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you have confidence?" ”

When he asked, he was tempted.

There is only one reason for being tempted, if he is in command, it is nothing more than the same old fashion, he cannot guarantee that the main force of his three battalions can block the more than 20,000 troops of the Jingzhou army.

So he put his hope on Zhuge Liang.

"Yes!"

Zhuge Liang naturally can't be cowardly at this time, to say something unpleasant, if he doesn't have confidence himself, how to make others trust you, no matter how empty his heart is, he has to give Zhou Cang absolute confidence.

"Good!"

The confidence that Zhou Cang gave him was infected.

Zhuge Liang dares to fight.

Why didn't he dare.

"I'll give you the command, but you want to give me the military order!" Zhou Cang still felt that it was not enough insurance, and he wanted to force Zhuge Liang: "If you win this battle, I will personally give you credit to the lord, if you lose this battle, it is good for you and me to go to Huangquan together, if you and I survive, I will want the lord to participate in you, behead you, and want my sons and daughters who died in the battle to make amends!" ”

"The last general will never dare to disappoint the middle general!"

Zhuge Liang bowed his head: "If I don't win this battle, I am willing to die on the stage!" ”

That night, the generals at the level of military marquis were all summoned, in Zhuge Liang's camp, facing the sand table, Zhuge Liang began to arrange the location of the convened military formation.

…………………………

Another day passed.

A calm day.

On this day, although it was peaceful, it made countless people tremble, and there seemed to be a stormy atmosphere on the battlefield that was oppressing the hearts of every soldier.

It was the tranquility before the Great War.

When the tranquility passes, it is a raging storm.

The evening of the day.

The main force of the Jingzhou army exceeded 22,000, arrayed in the herdsman's camp tent, less than five miles of plain.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The front row of Jingzhou soldiers is shield soldiers, the middle spearmen, the middle army is the archers, and the back is the cavalry waiting, forming a semi-arc huge military array, and the soldiers knocked the iron shield at once, and the sound was immense.

"Royal!"

The three battalions of the violent bears, arrayed to fight back, one by one in high spirits, without the slightest demoralization, also responded with momentum, and all of a sudden shouts converged sound waves, colliding in the sky above.

"Will he attack in the dark?"

Zhou Cang stood beside Zhuge Liang, wearing battle armor and holding a long knife in his hand, and asked.

"No!"

Zhuge Liang was wearing a battle armor, shiny, white cloak, like a white-robed little general, he was standing on a general platform in the army, that is, the command platform, waving flags on the platform, and mobilizing various departments.

This command platform looks a little different, not boxy or circular, but in an eight-sided diamond-shaped state.

On each side, against a troop of soldiers.

He looked ahead, the corners of his mouth raised, and he responded confidently: "Wen Ping is just deterring us by doing this, and the big battle will inevitably wait until tomorrow morning!" ”

Why?

Zhou Cang didn't ask, but his eyes had already asked.

"General Zhonglang, you are also a veteran of the battlefield, full of experience, the battlefield is opposed, the night is the most difficult to control, unless it is a surprise night attack, which can greatly provide your own attack power, the night battle is a chaotic and uncontrollable situation for both sides!"

Zhuge Liang said in a deep voice: "Now that the Jingzhou army has an advantage over us, why would they throw away their advantages and can't control it, they will give us the opportunity to tear apart their military formation, even if Wen Ping is cautious, he will not give us this opportunity!" ”

"That's right!"

Zhou Cang came to his senses and said, "So, we have to fight against each other like this all night!" ”

"Hmm!"

Zhuge Liang nodded: "This is also a great Wenpin, although we know that he will not attack, but no one dares to be 100% sure, so we must guard against it, he is consuming our spirit!" ”

"Insidious!"

Zhou Cang gritted his teeth: "How to deal with it!" ”

"Change formation!"

Zhuge Liang said: "Turn the current battle formation into two layers, the outer realm, the inner layer rest, and change it in the middle of the night, so that we can survive this night, and it will not make us mentally exhausted. ”

Night, lonely, dark, gloomy......

Under that dark night, even the bright moon disappeared in the night sky, and the usual stars were gone.

Only the light of the torches refracted countless faces.

The two military formations, five miles away, the state of confrontation, are so deadlocked, no one moves, no one dares to move, the big war, from this time, has begun.

Time passed little by little......

From the setting day of the moon.

The darkness passes, and the light comes.

When the first rays of the morning sun were refracted on Wen Ping's face, Wen Ping exhaled a deep breath of turbidity: "Mu Jun, if you are a fierce soldier in the world, you can't be underestimated!" ”

"General, look at their situation, they want to fight us in a bloody battle!"

A lieutenant said.

"The military formation is all laid down, is there a second option!" Wen Ping said: "If he wants to fight, then fight, and defeat them with dignity!" ”

"Knock Knock Knock !!!"

Under the sound of war drums, the Jingzhou army began to move.

Longitudinal array.

Two dragons out of the water array.

In the middle was a firm rock battle formation, and the phalanxes were combined to advance the way, but the left and right columns crossed out and rushed towards the enemy first.

This is to crush their forces on the left and right flanks.

Then encircle and suppress the main force.

This is the basic military formation of fighting more and fighting less.

"It's coming!"

Isn't Zhuge Liang's heart nervous, nervous, his palms are sweating, but the more nervous he is, the clearer his thoughts are, and that instinctive calmness seems to be his greatest talent.

"Rise!"

The fight against the right is not too particular, this is a collision of flesh and blood.

"Open the door!"

Zhuge Liang waved his words.

The herdsmen began to move.

On the left and right wings, a portal was opened, which was used to let the Jingzhou army enter.

"Changed formation?"

As a veteran of the battlefield, Wen Ping's reaction is naturally not slow, and the pastoral army changes formation as soon as possible, so he has to guess the purpose of the pastoral army, and lead the enemy into Weng, or what......

"General, are we going to change?"

"No change!"

Wen Ping soon had an idea, this is to fight more and less, he doesn't believe that Mu Jun can play flowers.

"Rush!"

The Jingzhou army entered the herding formation.

"Change again!"

Zhuge Liang was on the platform, waving the battle flag.

The battle formation of the herdsmen has changed again.

It gets fast.

This gave the Jingzhou army a kind of misunderstanding, they seemed to have entered an unknown world, this world, as if there was magic, there were crowds around it, overlapping crowds, unable to see the outside, losing their sense of direction.

"Change the formation, the three talents, the heavens and the earth, one will be the main, the left and right are the wings, break through their battle formation!"

Wen Ping's eyes sank slightly, he felt that this battle formation was not simple, so he wanted to change, withdraw the two dragons out of the water, and become a three-talented world-earther, the three-talent heaven, earth and man are defense-attacking as one, which can be water chestnut or triangular staggered.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The Jingzhou army is fighting.

"Death's door, shield!"

The Jingzhou army fought the most powerfully, and under the battle banner of Zhuge Liang's command, it was just blocked by the shield soldiers of the herdsmen.