Yang Zhi is another ninth-level master on this battlefield besides Chen Ci, but Chen Ci must command in the middle, but it is impossible to be a general who charges into battle like him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing another army appear on his flank, Chen Ci was slightly shocked in his heart, at this time, he had already invested two-thirds of his troops to besiege the Baoqing camp, although he successfully suppressed the opponent's formation more and more flattened, but it was still far from completely defeating the opponent. Just now he was hesitating whether to throw himself into his reserves, and just as he was hesitating, another enemy army appeared.

This made him break out in a cold sweat, if he threw himself into this last reserve, this other enemy army suddenly came out, after his main force was stuck by the Baoqing battalion, the attack of this enemy army would be fatal.

Now the situation is not good, but it is not the worst. At least I still have a chance to save myself.

At the sound of an order, the last reserve in their hands turned back to meet the miners' battalion that flanked them.

As long as the opponent's combat effectiveness is worse than that of the Baoqing battalion, then the reserve team left behind can return to kill after defeating the opponent, and the victory is still their own.

However, Yang Zhi's rolling momentum still startled him.

This is a ninth-level master, and in a battle team of up to 3,000 people, there is actually a ninth-level master, which makes Chen Ci's heart tighten.

He is also a ninth-level master, but he has only crossed this threshold, but he has relied on this skill in the Chu State over the years to make Luo Kuan's opponents value him, and he has been able to control a powerful army.

He took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, fortunately, this was a large army battle, and even though the lethality of a ninth-level master was amazing, in the army, the role he could play was really limited.

His last reserve still has 8,000 people, which is more than twice the opponent's strength, so that on the two battlefields, he is twice the opponent's strength, and on the whole, he still has an advantage.

Yang Zhi didn't think about it so much, this was the second time he was on the battlefield, the last time was in the battle of Qichu in Gaohu, but at that time, his skills, among a group of many masters, were actually not very eye-catching. This one, he wants to use his ability to kill all sides.

Yang Zhi did not really command the army, the only time on paper, but also by Lu Feng defeated a big defeat, in his opinion, the miner battalion attack at the right time, at this moment, the formation of the Baoqing battalion has been pressed very flat, in all the military books he has read, it is recorded in all the military books he has read, for the army that fights according to the formation, this is extremely dangerous, because flat, it means thin, if it is broken by the opponent, it is easy to be cut into several sections by the opponent, then it will be slaughtered.

It's too good to attack, or Lu Feng is more old and spicy, no wonder he can defeat himself when he is arguing on the sand table. Yang Zhi also praised Lu Feng a few words in his heart, but he didn't know that Jiang Shangyan had already scolded these two guys in his heart at this time. Of course, he was very clear about his own situation, this trend was originally deliberately created by himself, the purpose was to induce Chen Ci to join his reserves, and he had already seen that the other party actually had this plan.

As long as the opponent's reserves are stuck by themselves, the miners' battalion appears at the right time, and everything will be fine. But now, I have paid more sacrifices, and this damn miners' battalion actually came out so early for half an hour, it really only takes half an hour, but this half an hour can decide whether a battle is won beautifully, or like now, it is about to become a bad battle, even if it doesn't lose, it won't be able to win.

Jiang Shangyan, who scolded loudly, gave orders one after another, the miners' battalion has come out, what else do you pretend? With the sound of drums and trumpets, the formation that had just been flattened rebounded back little by little.

Yang Zhixing jumped up, and the huge iron sword on his back was already in his hand, but what was even more insidious was that the small sword that had been hidden on his body flew forward against the ground.

Chen Ci's soldiers and horses are not fish belly, that is in Kaiping County and the Qin people for several years of confrontation with the elite of the Yue Kingdom, when Yang Zhi is still more than 100 steps away from them, they have been lined up in formation, a handle of the spear diagonally upward, a handle of the big knife raised high, shouting slogans loudly, with the slogan, step forward, every five steps or so, is a small pause, the team that walked crookedly was immediately rectified, and then moved forward again.

The team of 8,000 people, a phalanx of 500 people, was staggered and slowly pressed forward.

Correspondingly, the 3,000-strong miners' battalion was a horizontal team of 50 people, and the 3,000 men were divided into three phalanxes, one in front and two in the back, and the standard equipment of the former death battalion in their hands was holding iron knives in both hands, holding them high, and stepping forward with the whistle of the officer in the middle of the ranks.

Unlike the Yue people, they had already traveled a considerable distance, and although the team was slightly skewed, they still maintained a rough straight line. This group of people was selected by Lu Feng from tens of thousands of Shuntian Army prisoners, and these people used to get rid of the identity of prisoners and become paid soldiers, but they even used the strength to eat milk.

Because during the training, if he was not as good as Lu Feng, he would be kicked back and go down to the pit to mine again.

Cruel training and a very high elimination rate have made this army not only tall and tall, but also strict in military discipline.

Yang Zhi faced a phalanx alone, but he was fearless.

The man jumped in the air, but the small sword, which had not attracted anyone's attention at all, stuck to the ground and flew away, swishing into the crowd with Yang Zhi's loud roar.

A series of screams rang out, and in the surprised faces of the officers in this phalanx, the people in the front had their legs cut off, and they fell to the ground with a bang, holding their broken legs, screaming and howling.

The neat phalanx was cut into a small slit, and Yang Zhi easily rushed into the opponent's tight phalanx, and the big sword in his hand was used as a big sword, slashing vertically, and the surrounding soldiers all fell to the sword.

"Spears, shields!" The officers of the phalanx are not low in martial arts, and they soon understood why, if it was in the rivers and lakes, seeing a master like Yang Zhi, he would have fled a long time ago, but now, he has five hundred soldiers as the foundation, and he is a soldier, he can't retreat, and he also has the confidence not to retreat, and the ninth-level master is not invincible in the military formation.

With his order, the spears in the hands of the soldiers were erected, not stretched out in unison, but intertwined, superimposed on each other, not only from above, but also from the gaps in the bodies of the people in front of them, and countless spears also stretched out, which made the soldiers at the front look as if there were countless spears growing on their bodies, and their faces were basically not visible.

"Squeeze!" The roar resumed.

This hedgehog-like formation squeezed towards Yang Zhi in the middle from all directions.

"Crossbowmen, aim, shoot!" The officer yelled.

There was a whooshing sound, and the bow and arrow shot from the crossbow hand in the rear shot like lightning towards Yang Zhi in the middle, and the officer didn't care whether such a close-range shot would hit his subordinates, because fighting with a ninth-level master, any hesitation, any retreat, and any casualness, there was only one end, and that was death.

Even if these arrows are shot, they will hit several companions, but as long as this ninth-level master is hit by an arrow, it will be worth it. A ninth-level master will also bleed, and if he bleeds too much, he will die, even if he doesn't die, his strength will be greatly reduced, and his attack power will be weakened, even if his five hundred people are dead, but as long as this ninth-level master is exhausted, it will be worth it.

Such a fatal attack immediately put Yang Zhi in trouble, a little too busy to take care of himself, the short sword rotated around himself like lightning, cutting off the feather arrow that attacked him, the whirlwind of the big sword in his hand, one by one the spears were cut off, but even if the broken spear shaft was still stubbornly stretched forward, even if Yang Zhi was poked, the result in exchange was to tickle him, they had to try to poke it.

The soldiers were still dying, but Yang Zhi's forward steps were successfully intercepted, like a tiger trapped in a swamp, struggling. Although there are weak piranhas in all directions, they can trample to death with one kick, but now, they are very likely to be bitten to death by these inconspicuous piranhas.

Now, he can only protect himself. Even if he had a little spare time, he would more broken sword heads and broken spearheads that fell to the ground, and attack the surrounding enemies everywhere, but he couldn't make his opponent retreat for a moment, looking at those soldiers who were held by spears and had been killed by themselves were still squeezing towards the middle, the distorted facial features, the mutilated limbs, made Yang Zhi feel a little hairy.

Even in the Ten Thousand Swords Array, it was not as terrifying as it is now. At that time, he still had a few small islands of safety to dodge, but now, there was nothing to dodge from, so he could only fight hard to see if he would kill all these people first, or if the opponent would squeeze him to death. In Shangjing City, there was a grandmaster-level master who died, and he was killed alive by the Fire Phoenix Army of Chu State. In the end, the grandmaster was trapped in a sea of people, and in addition to the fact that his eyes could still move, he could not even move his little finger. Of course, the Fire Phoenix Army also paid a terrible price.

The combat effectiveness of the Vietnamese army in front of him could not be compared with the Fire Phoenix Army, but Yang Zhi was still 108,000 miles away from the grandmaster.

Lu Feng did not forget his responsibilities as the head coach, of course, with his seventh-level peak skills, if he did something like Yang Zhi, he would have died a long time ago.

Farther away, Jiang Shangyan saw that the brave man rushed into the enemy's phalanx, and then he couldn't see the figure, only saw the scene of broken blades and stumps flying all over the sky from time to time, he spat on the ground fiercely, raised his arm to wipe the blood on his face, and only said: "****!" ”

He didn't even bother to scold. (To be continued.) )